"Is that your answer?"

"Kisuke, you have completely disappointed me."

"This is also the last time I will call you that."

Hearing the determination in Urahara Kisuke's words and the undisguised killing intent in his eyes, the last trace of tolerance Shihōin Yoruichi had for Urahara Kisuke completely disappeared and was replaced by coldness:

"You can try it yourself."

"Let's see if your Zanpakutō is faster or my Shunpo is faster."

"Sinner, Urahara Kisuke."

Her eyes were as cold as a knife, cutting into Urahara Kisuke's hand while holding the knife pointed directly at Aiyan's neck.

"Aiyan, is this your method?"

"I understand."

"So, please die here."

Urahara Kisuke felt very uncomfortable when he heard this, but he witnessed with his own eyes that Shihōin Yoruichi, his former friend, was like a toy, controlled and manipulated by Aiyan to such an extent that his murderous intention suddenly increased.

He did not explain to Shihōin Yoruichi, just because the moment he drew his sword against Aiyan, no one would believe him no matter what he said.

Reiatsu's consciousness captured Urahara Kisuke's strong murderous intention. Shihōin Yoruichi did not hesitate. She opened up her speed for the first time. She held the rarely used Zanpakutō in her right hand and disappeared from the place in an instant. Like a fleeting light, she slashed straight at Urahara Kisuke's knife hand.

tsk tsk

Feeling the cold edge coming towards his face, Urahara Kisuke had no intention of stopping until the moment when the Zanpakutō in Shihōin Yoruichi's hand was almost touching his wrist. Ten powerful Reiatsu currents suddenly shot from the Zanpakutō in the opponent's hand, raging.

Strips of Reiatsu electric pythons spread all over her body along the hand holding the knife.

Faced with the sudden Reiatsu electric python, and it came from her own Zanpakutō, even Shihōin Yoruichi, who was as fast as the wind, was caught off guard and had no time to let go and dodge. Before her fingers could release the handle of the knife, she felt a continuous wave—a feeling that could paralyze even a Shinigami's Reiatsu—sweep over her body.

In an instant, her limbs and Reiatsu were all paralyzed.

All the Shunpo and Hakuda that she was proud of were useless.

As fast as the Flash Goddess, she could only act like a soft-legged crab at this moment. When the blade of the sword was less than one centimeter away from Urahara Kisuke, she collapsed on the ground.

Call out!

Not only that, when the freed Zanpakutō landed, a Reiatsu light cord was released again, entangling Shihōin Yoruichi's hands and feet.

"Behead Zanpakutō."

"Urahara Kisuke, you're good!"

"Was it the time when you invented the Tenshintai and said you would help me complete Bankai? Or the time you had a practical sword fight with me in that kendo class before you left the Shinō Academy?"

Shihōin Yoruichi raised her head with difficulty, her chocolate-colored pretty face full of shock, anger, disbelief, and disappointment.

Zanpakutō is every Shinigami's most important weapon.

No.

It should be said that it is an extension of the soul.

Therefore, no Shinigami will let their Zanpakutō leave their body, let alone give it to anyone, even if the other person is their wife, husband, children, or even parents.

Even Shihōin Yoruichi, who never really liked her Zanpakutō, was like this.

Only twice.

One is to practice Bankai using the Tenshintai invented by Urahara Kisuke.

The second is the actual combat of kendo class, where swords and swords intersect.

"The time when you used the Tenshintai."

Urahara Kisuke avoided Shihōin Yoruichi's eyes full of disappointment and anger, not daring to look at her at all.

After all,

He also took advantage of Shihōin Yoruichi's trust in him.

Although it was to deal with Aiyan, it was a last resort. But the facts will not change in any way because of the original intention.

But he had no choice but to do this.

After all, as long as he and Aiyan draw swords against each other, Shihōin Yoruichi will definitely stand on the other side.

This is also the best way to deal with the Flash Goddess.

"What about Aiyan's dual-wielded Kidō?"

"You have no chance of getting to him."

"With his Kidō attainments, let alone a head-on confrontation, even a sneak attack, your Kidō would be impossible to touch him."

Shihōin Yoruichi clasped her fingers together, making a crisp sound like roasted chestnuts, and glared at Urahara Kisuke with a cold look.

"That's right, it's impossible for me to get close to Aiyan. Whether it's a frontal battle or a sneak attack, he can easily avoid it with his strength."

"There are only two people in this world who can come into contact with Aiyan. One is Aizen, and the other is you."

"So, before I left the Shinō Academy, I deliberately chose you as my opponent in that swordsmanship class, in order to leave Kidō in your hands and Zanpakutō when I competed with you."

Now that the matter has come to this, Urahara Kisuke no longer hides it, but tells the truth about his calculations against Yoruichi. Perhaps he thinks that the overall situation is settled, or he thinks that doing so will make him feel better,

"And your captain haori."

"Out of fear and caution for Aiyan, on the day you took office as the captain of the Second Division, when all the Gotei captains gathered in the First Division meeting hall, I quietly sneaked into the First Division and prepared the captain haori for you. While weaving it, I also left a Kidō like this on your haori."

"These three Kidō, after my transformation, can completely hide Shinigami's Reiatsu perception and Hollows' probing senses."

"As long as you go to Aiyan and have any physical contact with him, this Kidō will activate and be transferred from your body to his body silently."

Facing Shihōin Yoruichi's gaze, he chose honesty.

"Okay, great, you did really well, Urahara Kisuke."

"No wonder you would use the Tenshintai to help me practice Bankai. The original intention was to leave this Kidō in my Zanpakutō so that I can use it to deal with Aiyan one day in the future."

"Such a one-step strategy and means are worthy of the Urahara Kisuke I know."

Shihōin Yoruichi took a deep look at Urahara Kisuke, and her words were full of praise, but her tone was as if she was talking to a stranger.

Nothing else.

She knows Urahara Kisuke's wisdom and strategy thoroughly.

A normal person would be more or less defensive when faced with such an existence, but out of her trust and understanding of Urahara Kisuke, she never put up a defense, nor did she think that the other party would take advantage of her trust—in Zanpakutō, in her captain haori—leaving Kidō in her own hands,

In order to be able to use it when attacking Aiyan.

Trust and friendship built over centuries.

At this moment, it collapsed.

"Sorry."

Urahara Kisuke lowered his head, once again avoiding Shihōin Yoruichi's gaze.

This moment.

He deeply felt the powerlessness, dejection, and even despair that Hirako Shinji felt that day.

Playing against the Aiyan brothers is equivalent to being the enemy of the whole world.

Not to mention Gotei 13, even friends and relatives around him had lost trust in him one by one, and were full of suspicion, disappointment, even disgust and hatred.

That feeling even made him want to give up.

But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Hikifune Kirio and Shutara Senjumaru, taking in the full view of their Hollow postures in prison uniforms. His overwhelmed heart became firm again and became more decisive and powerful...

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