"Urahara Kisuke, is this what you want?"
"Why are you and Hirako Shinji like mad dogs, biting at Aiyan and Aizen? They are obviously good people."
"Not to mention anything else, the fact that you are still alive and sitting here is only because Captain Aiyan was merciful just now and spared your life. Instead of being grateful, you continue to commit such heinous acts."
Faced with Urahara Kisuke's request to go to the Great Spirit Book Gallery, Jūshirō Ukitake sighed.
"Since everything started from the Great Spirit Book Gallery, it should end there."
Urahara Kisuke seemed to be speaking to Jūshirō Ukitake, but his eyes never left Aiyan.
He could see every change in the man's eyes and expressions.
Not to be missed at all.
"You go ahead, Captain Jūshirō," Aiyan said.
"But it's over at Central 46."
Jūshirō Ukitake was apprehensive.
He wasn't worried about himself, but about Aiyan.
Because it was Aiyan who said this, and based on the temperament of the people at Central 46, not only would they not be grateful, but they would settle accounts later.
He knew very well that the group of sages and judges had wanted to sentence Aiyan for a long time, but they had never found the chance.
"It doesn't matter. We'll consider the future later."
"The most urgent task is to solve the problem at hand."
"Since Urahara Kisuke is so interested in my past with Aizen, I'd like you to go over and satisfy him."
Aiyan waved his hand, signaling Jūshirō Ukitake to leave immediately without worries.
As for Central 46's reckoning?
That also requires them to still be alive.
"From the Sōkyoku Hill to the Great Spirit Book Gallery, with Captain Jūshirō's Shunpo, plus retrieving your historical records, the whole process will only take ten minutes."
"In other words, you and your brother still have ten minutes before you are stripped bare and exposed to the world."
"Captain Aiyan, I wonder what you think?"
After watching Jūshirō Ukitake leave, Urahara Kisuke felt relieved.
In the Gotei 13, he didn't trust anyone.
Especially those captains who were close friends with Aiyan.
In the past, he could still trust Hikifune Kirio and Shutara Senjumaru, but after their souls were modified and their memories tampered with, Aiyan's influence over them was absolute.
The only one Urahara Kisuke could still rely on was Jūshirō Ukitake.
Of course, considering that Aiyan had the ability to modify souls, even Jūshirō Ukitake wasn't completely trusted — there was always a backup plan.
This was Urahara Kisuke after leaving the past behind.
Like Aiyan, he trusted no one but his own wisdom and strength.
"No one likes their past to be read without restraint."
"The dead only want people to remember their great achievements in life, not their dark deeds."
"I am no exception."
Aiyan spread his hands, looking very reluctant.
"I'm sorry to make the mighty Shinigami hero stand naked before everyone."
"However, please bear with it!"
"Captain Aiyan."
Urahara Kisuke apologized, but his tone carried no remorse — only indifference and mockery.
"It doesn't matter."
"This is the only method you can think of to deal with me."
"Whether it's reading my past dark history or peeking into my abilities, since you're so eager, then as you wish."
Aiyan shook his head, then smiled.
Urahara Kisuke's calm expression became slightly more serious.
He stared into Aiyan's eyes, unable to find a single flaw in this man.
Panic?
Worry?
Unease?
Nothing at all.
Only a vastness like the stars and the sea.
"Why is he so calm?"
"It shouldn't be!"
"The history in the Great Spirit Book Gallery cannot be modified or destroyed. It is not subject to the will of any Shinigami. The only one who could change it is probably the Soul King."
Urahara Kisuke was surprised to see Aiyan's composure.
He had reviewed this many times.
It was clear that Tsunayashiro Tokinada died because he tried to look into the past of the Aiyan brothers and was brutally killed in the Great Spirit Book Gallery.
To cover it all up, Aiyan and Aizen set a trap, controlled Hikifune Kirio and Shutara Senjumaru, and pushed all the blame onto him.
But people can be deceived — the Great Spirit Book Gallery, however, can never be deceived.
Because it records history that cannot be destroyed or altered.
"This time, in front of everyone, it's different from Tsunayashiro Tokinada..."
"Aiyan can't repeat his old trick of killing, silencing, and framing, but why… Why is he still so calm?"
"Is he just pretending to be calm and ready to be exposed, or does he have another plan?"
Urahara Kisuke's mind was racing, trying to uncover everything Aiyan was hiding and predict his next move.
At this point, all his focus was on analyzing Aiyan — he had no intention of speaking, applying pressure, or continuing to test him.
Arrow on the string?
No.
The bow was already drawn.
The rest would be decided by each other's methods.
However, the more Urahara Kisuke thought, the more he felt he had overlooked something — yet for the moment, he couldn't recall what it was.
Ten minutes is not long, especially for Shinigami, whose lives span over a thousand years.
Soon.
Jūshirō Ukitake returned, reappearing before Aiyan and the others.
"This is the historical record you wanted on Aiyan and Aizen."
"Everything about their past is recorded in detail."
Jūshirō Ukitake held two books.
"Has anyone been shadowing us?"
Urahara Kisuke ignored Jūshirō Ukitake and addressed the empty air to the side.
The faces of the Shinigami present suddenly darkened.
They recalled Urahara Kisuke's earlier silence.
Tsk.
Sure enough, a piece of dark gray cloth fell from mid-air.
Then.
A figure unfamiliar to most Gotei captains and lieutenants appeared from the air.
"Tessai Tsukabishi!"
When Shihouin Yoruichi saw his face clearly, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly recovered.
It was no secret that Urahara and the Tsukabishi family were close.
Not to mention, these two families — like the Feng family behind Sui-Feng — were not loyal to the Shihouin family.
"Tessai, even you have fallen?"
Jūshirō Ukitake's eyes turned cold.
He hadn't expected his former student to quietly follow behind him without his knowledge.
If the other party intended a sneak attack, it would have been possible.
Thinking this, Jūshirō Ukitake's gaze on Tessai Tsukabishi grew more serious.
"Is it finally your turn, Tessai Tsukabishi?"
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