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The blond-haired girl, Hiyori, who was standing on her head in wooden clogs, roared with a fierce face: "You've been nagging all this time, that's why I don't like you."
"We can control the etherealization, and we'll figure out how to continue becoming stronger ourselves, so we won't trouble you!"
Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara remained silent.
He wasn't stupid; he knew the real reason why his former colleagues wanted to leave.
While there was certainly a desire to avoid drawing too much attention and attracting Aizen, thus implicating his savior, it was more of a sense of rejection.
Rejecting the self that is not like them, rejecting the self that also created the Hogyoku.
It's true that he saved them with the Hogyoku, but this also made them genuinely dislike him.
It is because of the Hogyoku that they have ended up in this predicament.
In fact, their Hollowfication was not yet complete; it was his Hogyoku that accelerated their Hollowfication process, gradually perfecting them and making them completely different from the orthodox Shinigami.
Just then, Yoruichi Shihouin, who had been sitting next to him dozing off, looked up and tried to smooth things over.
"Fine, if you want to leave, then leave."
If you need help, feel free to come to us anytime. We're not kids anymore, just keep in touch.
"Don't worry, if you are discovered by Soul Society, we will come to your aid immediately."
Aikawa Rao gave him a thumbs-up and smiled in return.
The atmosphere thawed considerably after these two people intervened.
"Then let's leave it at that."
If there are any problems with the prosthetic body, or if you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask, but I will charge you for it.”
Kisuke Urahara sighed and immediately...
He put on a smiling face and said...
"Let's think about whether the three of you can survive first."
Hiyori retorted as usual.
After some pleasantries, the eight people finally parted ways.
"Yoruichi, what's next?"
"Oh, I'll find a good one to leave in a few days."
I don't want to live with you!
You're hurting me so much!
Seeing Yoruichi's disgusted expression, Kisuke Urahara helplessly spread his hands.
Even so, he knew that Yoruichi was different from the other eight people, and that Yoruichi's words meant exactly what they said.
As Tetsuzai, carrying a wooden crate, passed by, he comforted her, "It's alright, I'm here with you."
""
Kisuke Urahara squinted, indicating that he didn't want to talk.
Looking up at the bright moonlight, Kisuke Urahara murmured softly, "What exactly is the situation in Soul Society?"
The thought of that man who had always kept his identity so well hidden sent a shiver down Urahara Kisuke's spine.
Suddenly, a faint, strange feeling came from afar.
Turning his head to look towards the distant Kyoto, Kisuke Urahara frowned, somewhat uneasy.
Kyoto.
On an empty street, two men walking side by side were stopped by three men.
One of them was a samurai wielding two swords, and the other was a blue-haired man in silver armor, holding a magnificent spear.
"Hmm, what do you want by stopping me?"
The samurai with a scarf around his neck rested his right hand on the hilt of his sword, staring menacingly at the three people in front of him.
These three people have very strange appearances.
One of them was a man dressed in monk's robes, wearing a straw raincoat, and holding a staff. He had fair skin and a few strands of long hair that fluttered in front of his forehead.
One of them was a blond young man also wearing a scarf.
The man standing half a step in front of the two had black hair, with long hair that extended exaggeratedly outwards from the back of his head but did not hang down. The hair below the back of his head was tied into a ponytail, exuding a dashing air.
"Arno, I've met you both."
The leader chuckled wickedly.
Swish! A flash of light, and the katana was drawn horizontally.
The ornate spear on the other side also pursued swiftly.
The man in the lead looked surprised, but showed no sign of fear.
The two men behind him instantly stepped in front of him, and crimson threads burst forth from the blond youth's hands, forming a net to block the spear. Horrifyingly, his head separated from his body and floated in the air.
On the other side, dozens of weapons emerged from beneath the robes of a fair-skinned man dressed as a monk, blocking the slashing attack.
"Wow, it seems you guys aren't ordinary people either."
Okada Izou, who had drawn his sword, chuckled and became wary.
Why did they suddenly attack us?
The leader did not blame the other party for the sudden attack; instead, he asked curiously.
"Because humans cannot see me."
The handsome man, having sheathed his spear, explained calmly.
"human beings"
The man who hadn't made a move tilted his head, thought for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, you're the Grim Reaper!"
"You're no ordinary person after all; you even know about the Grim Reaper."
Unfortunately, I am not.
The gunman squinted, adopting a defensive posture, and asked rationally, "So, who exactly are you?"
"You may leave now, Kubinashi, Kurotabo."
"I see."
"Hmph, if you dare to suddenly attack again, this humble monk will not hold back."
Okada Izo curled his lip in disdain, but a hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
He didn't know Kurotabo, but he had heard of the yokai Kubinashi when he was alive, though he only heard it as a legend.
"I am Rihan Nura, the second leader of the Nura Clan, and also the leader of tens of thousands of yokai in Japan."
"I stopped you two simply to ask you one thing."
"If I remember correctly, you should be Okada Izo, the genius swordsman who was executed more than ten years ago."
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Chapter 62 The Executioner is Hidden 4/5, Bonus Chapter for Flowers
"Ding! Host's subordinate has discovered a new energy system. System transformation monster unlocked!"
Aizen, who was conducting an experiment on a Gillian in the lab, paused, glanced at the Gillian kneeling before him and wailing, and muttered to himself, "There aren't many rational Gillians, so never mind, whether you live or die is up to you."
After saying that, Aizen put away the Hogyoku.
The mutation on one of the Kylian was even more pronounced; its piercing howl was enough to shatter everything around it.
But it was all for naught.
Aizen had already prepared the barrier.
"System, switch me to Okada Izo's perspective."
"Yes."
This is a new feature, a unique ability of Aizen to purchase characters from the system shop.
It allows for unilateral sharing of vision under any circumstances, a capability that Joe Higashi's summoning abilities lack.
The next second, Aizen's expression turned somewhat strange.
"These faces look so familiar, they seem to be Kubinashi and Kurotabo."
The remaining one... seems to be Nura Rikuo.
"Wait a minute, this era is way before Nura Rikuo was born, it should be Nura Rihan!"
"This world even has monsters, why don't I know anything about it?"
Indigo dyeing plus medical last core ankle appointment shout earnest thinking go to the official.
This is ridiculous!
It's understandable that the original Vongola himself only just discovered this, since the mafia was only just getting on the right track for the world as a whole, and even fewer people had awakened the Dying Will Flame.
And let me tell you, that guy spent most of his life in Italy.
But can anyone tell him what the worldview of Nurarihyon no Mago is like?
There are probably tens of thousands of youkai in Japan, many times more than the number of people worldwide who have awakened the Dying Will Flame in this era. The most ridiculous thing is that the Soul Reapers of Soul Society haven't even noticed these youkai. And the most infuriating thing is that Nura Rihan's first words are simply "Shinigami."
Aizen cursed under his breath, thinking, "Soul Society is trash."
This is yet another case where people know about Death, but Death doesn't know about them.
"No, given that Hagoromo Gitsune existed as Abe no Seimei's mother nearly a thousand years ago, there's no reason why the Shinigami wouldn't have noticed the existence of a yokai for so long."
Calming down and thinking about the problem from the perspective of a native, Aizen muttered to himself as he analyzed, "Besides, there are also Onmyoji among humans, who are clearly powerful spirits."
In other words, was this news jointly blocked?
A strange light flashed in Aizen's eyes, and he roughly had an answer in his mind.
Over the years, he has spent most of his time in the Soul Society, or sneaking into Hueco Mundo to scout the terrain; he has indeed rarely gone to the human world.
"Those who are usually stationed in the human world are usually from the 13th Division, and the strongest of them are just some of the top ten seat officers."
Deceiving these Shinigami wouldn't be difficult, but keeping all news from Soul Society a secret for so many years requires a joint effort from both sides to block information!
"Awooo!"
"The monsters stay away from the spiritual lands, while the Grim Reapers will inform the monsters in advance that they are going to other areas, so that they can hide."
And the Nura Clan is very likely to be on the other side!
"roar!!!"
"There are quite a few yokai in the wild, but they are kept in check by the Nura Clan, the largest yokai power."
This is especially true for the Hanasaku clan of Onmyoji, who are related to the Nura Clan.
As for the Mikadoin clan, descendants of Abe no Seimei, they would actively conceal their whereabouts in order to await Abe no Seimei's return. Even though they would have their own onmyoji appearing by the side of those in power, they would rarely appear on the historical stage.
"Ah ...
Calmly wiping the blood off the blade, Aizen said with a regretful expression, "The experiment failed."
A certain unseeing ghost, who died with his eyes wide open: "
Damn it, wasn't I killed by you? Aizen, having deduced a reasonable guess, continued to focus his attention on Okada Izo in order to confirm this answer.
He hadn't expected that he had only just killed this...immature "human killer".
If it is brought out into the present world, it will happen immediately.
This has brought me such explosive information.
"If I remember correctly, you should be Okada Izo, the genius swordsman who was executed more than a decade ago."
These words caused a subtle change in the expressions of both Okada Izou and Aizen.
The former was surprised to be recognized, while Aizen felt a sense of disbelief.
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