The Alchemist in Bleach

'No, no, no~~ That's Kurosaki-san's father!'

'But he's so handsome!'

'No, no! I can't do that! Otherwise, how will Kurosaki-kun call me? Mom? Wouldn't that be a bit too affectionate? But I'll be good...'

"Aaaaaah! What am I thinking?!" Suddenly, Kuma screamed frantically while rubbing his hair, trying to clear his mind!

"Mr. Muge?"

At this moment, Long Gui recognized Mu Jian. After glancing at the strange looks from the crowd around her, she steeled herself and walked up to Mu Jian, tentatively asking, "If he goes crazy, I'll call an ambulance right away!"

"Um... Yuzawa-kun? What are you doing here?" In front of the students, Kurema quickly composed himself and said calmly.

"Um... I'm here to buy some things. This should be a supermarket," Long Gui said, glancing at the supermarket sign behind Mu Jian.

"Ahem~ I see~" Muge gave an awkward cough.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

As she recalled what had just happened, her face flushed, and her eyes darted around: "It's nothing~"

'He wouldn't act like this if nothing was wrong... Could it be that he has someone he likes?' Having seen Inoue's expression of having a crush on Ichigo many times, Tatsuki had some experience in this area, so he saw it at a glance.

However, instead of embarrassing the teacher, she changed the subject and asked, "Teacher, you know... never mind, goodbye teacher."

After saying that, Long Gui turned around and walked into the supermarket, leaving Mu Jian bewildered. What, you're not going to ask anymore?

Of course, even if Tatsuki didn't say it, Kurema roughly knew what she wanted to ask. It was nothing more than Ichigo and the others. Ichigo was Tatsuki's childhood friend, and Inoue was Tatsuki's best friend. The lie that Isshin was in a car accident could be kept from her, but it couldn't be kept from Tatsuki.

Looking at the single potato in his hand, Muge thought about going in to buy all the ingredients, but he was afraid of running into Isshin. After hesitating for a moment, Muge sighed and headed home. One potato is fine, he'd already come out, and going back would just waste time.

Later, I need to call Ishida's father to confirm whether he really has an incurable disease!

She actually thought these two were filial sons, what a ridiculous display of filial piety!

Ishida! Danger!

.......

Unfortunately, Ishida, who was undergoing special training on the other side, was unaware of this, as he was busy fighting the spirit puppet.

After six days of grueling training, Long Xian has mastered most of the basic abilities of a pure-blooded Quincy, such as Spirit Arrow, Flying Kick, and Dynamic Blood Armor. Now it's just a matter of using them skillfully.

And there is nothing more suitable than battle.

Ryugen then took out a spirit puppet that he had made at some unknown time and had Ishida fight it.

In the intense battle, Ishida's strength once again increased by leaps and bounds!

This time, he is confident that he will surpass everyone else!

Once his training is complete, he will definitely be the strongest!

The glory of the Quincy will be rebuilt by him, a righteous partner!

Meanwhile, while Ishida was fighting the spirit puppet with great enthusiasm, Ryugen, who took a break to check the Spirit Dispersing Gloves, made a novel discovery.

"This is... Haha~ It seems you're not doing so well as the leader, old man... But why should my son do what you can't do!" As he spoke, Long Xian suddenly stopped just as he was about to deactivate a spell in the Spirit Dispersing Gloves.

After a moment of silence, he put the Spirit Dispersing Gloves back. Although he was very dissatisfied with Zongxian's actions, he had to admit that using these specially made Spirit Dispersing Gloves was of great benefit to Yulong.

"Looks like I underestimated you, old man." After putting away the Spirit Gloves, Long Xian looked at the box and sighed. He considered himself the most outstanding genius among Quincy, but the thing he had been researching for more than ten years without success was born from an old Quincy whom he looked down upon...

Unfortunately, we arrived a little too late...

.......

"Dong Dong~"

"Is anyone home?" On the other side, Inoue knocked on the tightly closed door of Urahara Shop. Seeing that the door remained closed for a long time, he tilted his head in confusion. "Strange, why is the spiritual pressure reaction inside so strong? Doesn't the shopkeeper even shield it?"

"Manager, I'm coming in." Seeing that no one had come to open the door for a long time, and with the increasingly intense spiritual pressure reaction inside, Inoue frowned, stretched out her hand, and the Lone Heaven Slash Shield flew into her hand. With a light swipe, a gap appeared in the barrier separating Urahara from the shop. Inoue's figure flashed, and she rushed in before the gap could heal.

"who!"

The moment she entered, a sharp knife sliced ​​through the air and hurtled towards her!

In an instant, the attacker's murderous intent activated Inoue's fighting instincts. In a flash, Inoue took a small step, changing the distance between himself and his opponent, and then reached out with his left hand!

No-Sword Style: Sword-Stealing Technique!

His left hand pierced the attacker's wrist like a sharp blade, causing the attacker's right hand holding the sword to temporarily lose sensation as if it had been severed. The attacker released the Zanpakuto, and then his left hand grabbed the sword from below, snatching it away. A golden blade appeared in his right hand, which was held over the attacker's neck. The Zanpakuto was carried behind his back to block the attack from behind!

"Don't move! Or I'll kill her!"

Looking at Inoue's cold eyes, Hirako, who was holding a knife to Inoue's back, was a little stunned. From Hiyori's sneak attack to her being countered, and then to his attack being easily blocked, the whole series of actions was too fast and smooth.

Although he and Hiyori weren't serious, there aren't many who could counter them so quickly...

The most outrageous is!

They knew this girl!

Six days ago, she was just an ordinary girl who had just awakened her power, and her combat strength was not even that of a weakling!

To put it bluntly, even a nobody could easily defeat her!

But now...

Hiyori was almost instantly killed by her like a small fry...

What the hell? Did they eat some kind of fertilizer?

Or was it a different person?

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Where are the manager and Kurosaki-kun?"

"Um... don't be nervous, we're not bad people. We're old acquaintances of Urahara, we were just joking." Hirako said awkwardly, sheathing his sword.

"Hoo!" Inoue thrust the Lone Heaven Shield in his right hand forward a few steps, drawing a shallow gash across Hiyori's neck, and said coldly, "Do you think I'm joking? Either confess, or she dies first, and then you follow!"

"Tell me, who are you? What did you do to the shopkeeper and Kurosaki-kun? Besides answering questions, you can also try to fight back and see if you're faster or I am." With that, he thrust the Lone Heaven Shield forward again, smoothly slicing through Hiyori's spiritual pressure defense and deepening the bloodstain on her neck.

No wonder Inoue reacted this way. Outside, with the barrier preventing her from seeing anything, she could only sense the general atmosphere and knew that the spiritual pressure was constantly rising. But after she came in, she discovered…

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Chapter 348 Misunderstanding Cleared Up

When she was outside, the barrier prevented her from getting a clear sense of it, and she only knew that the spiritual pressure was rising. But when she came in, she found that Ichigo's spiritual pressure was a bit off.

Just like the day she awakened the Six Flowers of Shunpo, it was chaotic and evil...

She sensed the same feeling in Hirako and the others—the evil and darkness hidden deep within their souls!

same!

Therefore, Inoue suspected that Ichigo's condition was caused by them, which is why he took such drastic measures from the very beginning!

Hirako's expression was somewhat grave. To be honest, he didn't know how to explain it. Who knew that agreeing to help Urara with housekeeping and training Kurosaki Ichigo would lead to such trouble?

Didn't we agree that it would be very relaxing?

This isn't the correct item!

Fortunately, this situation ended with Urahara's arrival.

"Inoue-kun? What are you doing...?"

"Manager? Are you alright?"

"It's alright, there might be some misunderstanding. They are my friends. Can you put down your knives first?" With that, Urahara lifted the curtain behind him, gesturing for everyone to go inside and talk.

"Remove the possibility! This is a misunderstanding!" Hirako said angrily!

"Is that so? Then I'm sorry." Inoue looked embarrassed, dispelled the Lone Heaven Shield, and at the same time, opened a small Double Heaven Shield just big enough to cover the wound on Hiyori's neck, instantly healing the wound without leaving a single scar.

Then, holding the Zanpakuto with both hands, he bowed and handed it to Hiyori.

Although his tone hadn't calmed down yet, his actions showed his sincerity, so Hiyori paused for a moment, silently accepted the Zanpakuto, and reluctantly accepted Inoue's apology.

However, her expression wasn't good; after all, she was almost killed, though it was entirely her own fault...

She certainly didn't want to accept it, but firstly, they started it, so they weren't in the right; secondly, two against one almost resulted in her being instantly killed...

We should be grateful that they apologized...

In this world, might makes right!

Urahara, standing to the side, noticed the small Double Heaven Shield that Inoue had opened, and his eyes showed some surprise. In just a few days, his control had become so strong, and he could completely abandon the power of words. Just six days ago, he was a fledgling who couldn't even use skills properly.

Of course, what concerned him even more was Inoue's stance just now, holding a blade in one hand and a sword in the other. He had seen this fighting stance before, but Ichiro was holding a pistol with a bayonet instead of a blade.

'Interesting... Is this what you're teaching? You value it so much?' As he walked back, Urahara couldn't help but look forward to the battle a few days from now.

What kind of drama will unfold with the new generation of the Shiba family, along with Tenshin Ichiro's disciple who has inherited the Yachiryu lineage?

Thinking about it, a smile crept onto Urahara's lips—a smile of tax evasion.

Inoue, following behind, frowned as she watched Urahara's retreating figure. How could she sense malice? Was it really okay to be so obvious?

"Why did you come here?" Urahara asked Inoue as they headed towards the underground space.

“This phase of training was completed ahead of schedule, and he told me... well, I wanted to rest for an hour or two, so I came to check on things.”

Urahara smiled, turned his head back, and said, "You're undergoing the Infinite Trial, aren't you?"

"Infinite Trials? What's that?"

"It's about constantly honing your skills in the face of death. Whether you're a Shinigami, Hollow, Quincy, or Fullbringer, as long as you still have a concept of life, you'll progress the fastest by walking between life and death. Based on this, Ichiro created the Infinite Trial by relying on his own invention, the Resurrection Path. Currently, only a few people have experienced it, and you are one of them."

"...I don't quite understand...I've been training alone these past few days." Inoue paused for a moment. Although he didn't understand why he was still hiding it after all this, he still didn't want to say it without Nicholas's permission.

Although she knew she had become stronger, the Soul Society was the place she would be attacking in a few days, a place that was bound to be dangerous, so the stronger she was, the better!

So it's best not to go against Nicholas's advice now.

Urahara glanced back at Inoue helplessly: "Don't worry, that guy told you not to tell anyone about the training, right? Don't worry about it. That guy sometimes just likes to create a sense of ritual for no reason. Oh, by the way, that card of yours, the red card, did it become useless after you smeared it with blood?"

"Uh...no...um~" Inoue replied halfway through unconsciously, then quickly covered his mouth, almost letting it slip.

No... I definitely let it slip!

Although it was mainly Urahara who guessed.

So, is there really any need to hide it...?