Kisuke Urahara was about to respond when a figure with an imposing presence approached from the distance.
Both men instinctively turned their attention toward the newcomer.
Narrowing his eyes, Kisuke observed for a moment before speaking casually.
"The captain went to the 1st Division yesterday to meet with the Captain-Commander, and you haven't returned to your squad since you left. Seeing you in such high spirits today... I take it you've brought good news?"
Masatsuki Aozaki raised two fingers.
"Kisuke, I'm leaving those two things in your hands. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep peacefully."
"Have some shame, will you?" Kisuke shot him a sideways glance. "Is that how you ask someone for a favor?"
"Urahara-san, I'm counting on you." Masatsuki bowed slightly.
"That's more like it." Kisuke nodded. "Fine, I'll reluctantly agree."
Kirio Hikifune walked up to them, chuckling.
"Masatsuki, did you get yourself into trouble again?"
"Something like that." Masatsuki remained unfazed. "But with Kisuke's help, I'll have everything under control."
Kisuke ignored him and instead turned his attention to Kirio Hikifune, smiling.
"Captain, how did it go? Did the Captain-Commander approve?"
"With me personally handling it, how could there be any surprises?" Kirio placed her hands on her hips and declared proudly,
"The Captain-Commander has officially approved the establishment of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute!"
"He appointed me as the Director, and Masatsuki Aozaki as the Institute's Special Advisor—his position will be equivalent to that of the Deputy Director."
She turned to Kisuke with a grin.
"Kisuke Urahara, starting today, as the Director of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute, I officially appoint you as the Deputy Director. Your job is to assist me in setting up the Institute."
Kisuke blinked.
"But by rank, shouldn't Lieutenant Sarugaki be the Deputy Director?" he asked hesitantly. "Why me?"
Kirio waved a hand, laughing.
"Because I know exactly what you're capable of, Kisuke. Don't worry—I already appointed Hiyori Sarugaki as the Head of the Research Lab."
Masatsuki raised a hand.
"What about Mayuri Kurotsuchi? Are we giving him an advisory position too?"
"For now, we'll let him hold a consultant position. I can provide him with some experimental equipment, but he needs to stay in the Nest of Maggots for the time being."
Kirio shook her head.
"Once I'm promoted to the Zero Division, the two of you can decide whether or not to release him, depending on the situation."
Masatsuki tilted his head.
"Any particular reason?"
"That man is difficult to control, and I don't have time to train him," Kirio said with a slight smile. "If you two are capable enough in the future, figure out a way to reform him yourselves."
Masatsuki and Kisuke exchanged glances before nodding in agreement.
A group of figures appeared ahead, led by a small girl who sprinted forward, pointing at Kisuke Urahara and shouting,
"Baldie! Slacking off again? I've been looking for you forever!"
Kisuke scratched his cheek awkwardly, glancing away.
Masatsuki Aozaki couldn't help but snicker.
"What are you laughing at, baldie?"
"What baldie? I have hair, you little brat!"
With that, Masatsuki rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach the kid a lesson, but Kisuke quickly grabbed him to hold him back.
"Hah!? Brat!?" The girl was instantly enraged. "How dare you call me a brat!?"
"I'm a woman! Who do you think you are, looking down on me?! You—! You're just some freak who charms people with his looks!"
Kirio Hikifune placed a gentle hand on the girl's head.
"Hiyori, calm down."
Surprisingly, Hiyori Sarugaki actually listened, settling down with a reluctant, "Yes."
Masatsuki was stunned. What's up with this kid?
The downside? If the body wasn't strong enough, the sudden influx of Reiatsu could cause severe damage. fre/ew.ebnovel.c om
Dancing on the edge of life and death, pushing his Reiatsu to its limits, depleting and replenishing it over and over again—this was why his Reiatsu grew so quickly.
Whether he could break through to a higher level depended on just how durable these prisoners were.
And this wasn't going to be a short process.
Fortunately, Central 46 always had more criminals to toss in.
Even if he accidentally killed a sparring partner, there'd be a fresh batch before long.
Taking a deep breath, Masatsuki let out a wild laugh and rushed toward the strongest prisoners—those with Lieutenant-level strength.
They were the top dogs in this prison.
Captain-level criminals?
They never ended up here. They were thrown straight into the Central Great Underground Prison.
...
A towering, bald prisoner grinned as Masatsuki approached.
"You've got some guts, kid—coming back here."
With a smirk, the prisoner swung his massive hand, a gust of wind kicking up as his palm's shadow engulfed Masatsuki's upper body.
But in the blink of an eye—
He lost sight of Masatsuki entirely.
Before he could react, an invisible force slammed into him like a tidal wave, sending his massive frame hurtling through the air like a cannonball.
Masatsuki dusted off his hand, flashing a confident grin.
"What are you talking about?"
"I wasn't the one who lost last time."
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