Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242 - 242: Why Did You Have to Provoke Him?

12th Division...

On his way to the Shinigami Research and Development Institute, Jūshirō Ukitake was filled with both anticipation and nervousness.

Finally, he arrived at the door of Deputy Director Mayuri Kurotsuchi's private laboratory. Thanks to prior notice from Masatsuki Aozaki, Mayuri had been expecting him for quite some time. Even Kisuke Urahara had made a special trip to personally brief him on the experiment, only leaving once he was satisfied that everything had been thoroughly explained.

Listening to Urahara's professional and meticulous explanation, Ukitake gradually felt his initial unease ease. After all, Kisuke Urahara was a genius recognized by Kirio Hikifune, and his words naturally carried more weight than those of Mayuri Kurotsuchi, a former prisoner turned deputy director.

At this moment, Ukitake was filled with confidence in the experiment. He firmly believed that if he went through with it, his body—long tormented by illness—might finally return to a normal state.

With that thought, he didn't hesitate. Removing his clothing, he resolutely lay down on the experimental table, his gaze steady as he looked at Masatsuki Aozaki and Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

"Masatsuki, Director Mayuri, I'll leave everything to you."

When addressing Mayuri, Ukitake displayed a subtle sense of tact by deliberately omitting the word "Deputy." However, this gesture did nothing to please Mayuri. He merely scoffed, entirely indifferent to such flattery.

Waving a hand dismissively, he pulled out a syringe, a sinister grin creeping onto his face as he let out a low, eerie chuckle. _{fre(e)webnove.l.c.om}

"Captain Ukitake, I'm about to administer the anesthetic. Please relax and don't resist."

"This syringe is custom-made, but even so, it can't break through a Captain-level Reiatsu defense."

"I'd rather not waste such valuable experimental equipment..."

Hearing this, Ukitake let out a small cough and sighed in exasperation.

"Alright, alright, I get it. It's just anesthesia. Can you at least drop that creepy grin? It's seriously unsettling..."

Mayuri, however, didn't respond. Instead, he silently turned away and placed the syringe back where it came from. Then, pulling open a drawer, he retrieved an even larger syringe.

This one was particularly striking—just a slight push of the plunger sent a faint purple liquid sizzling from the needle's tip.

Jūshirō Ukitake stared wide-eyed at the massive needle—nearly the length of his palm—and swallowed hard. His voice trembled slightly as he asked,

"This... this isn't right, is it? Director Mayuri... you're not trying to get back at me, are you?"

"Why would I? I'm not that kind of person!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned to face him, that same unsettling, sickly grin creeping across his face.

"Well then, Captain Ukitake, let's begin. No need to be afraid—I'll be very gentle."

Though his tone was mild, there was something about it that sent a chill down the spine.

Before Ukitake could respond, Mayuri abruptly drove the needle deep into his backside.

Ukitake's expression twisted in an instant—his mouth opened soundlessly, his eyes clenched shut, and his body trembled before going limp. Within moments, he collapsed onto the experimental table, unconscious.

"Senpai, Senpai... why did you have to provoke him?"

Masatsuki Aozaki shook his head with a helpless sigh.

Mayuri was clearly taking this chance to settle a grudge.

Just looking at the sheer size of that needle was painful enough—actually getting stabbed with it must have been even worse.

Still, for Ukitake, the greater torment was likely psychological rather than physical.

That kind of pressure had nothing to do with strength. Even the most powerful individuals wouldn't be able to suppress their unease in such a situation.

"Well then, Captain Masatsuki, you may proceed however you see fit. Once you're done, the treatment will officially begin. I'll be stepping out."

Mayuri spoke with complete indifference, showing no hint of remorse for his actions.

"No need—you can stay."

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