"So, Lord Yoruichi licked catnip?"
Inside the Urahara Shop, Kisuke Urahara, Tessai Tsukabishi, Jinta Hanakari, and Ururu Tsumugiya stared grimly at the black cat before them.
The black cat's eyes were spinning in circles, and it staggered as it walked. From time to time, it would let out a couple of meows and roll over to expose its soft belly, acting spoiled.
Kisuke Urahara's scalp tingled. "Can anyone tell me how to cancel the effects of catnip?"
The other three looked at each other. After selling Shinigami items for so many years, they were familiar with all sorts of tools, but they had never heard of one that could counteract catnip.
"Meow meow, meow meow meow..."
The black cat continued to act spoiled with delight.
Tessai Tsukabishi's expression was wooden. "I have a feeling that if Lord Yoruichi regains her senses, she will definitely eliminate all witnesses."
Jinta and Ururu sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
The corner of Kisuke Urahara's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He swore it was the first time he had ever seen a human carry catnip on their person. Do you not have a cat at home to feed it to?
Ten minutes later, the four of them stared, horrified, at the still-fawning black cat.
"Just how much catnip did that damn brat feed Lord Yoruichi!!!"
Thirty-five minutes later, a grief-stricken and indignant meow echoed from the Urahara Shop.
"MEOW!!!"
"..."
"Ahhhhh!!!"
In the early morning, a blood-curdling scream came from the Kurosaki Clinic.
"What was that sound?"
Ye Yun sat up, sleepy-eyed, looking around the room in a daze. "Did we not finish dealing with the Hollows last night?"
Just then, Ichigo Kurosaki burst in at top speed, waving his hands and feet as he said to Ye Yun, "Ye Yun, do you remember what happened last night? We met a Shinigami and monsters, and then we became Shinigami..."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Ye Yun replied casually, grabbing his clothes and walking outside. "Don't make a big deal out of it. Isn't it just becoming a Shinigami?"
"But that's a Shinigami! And those monsters called Hollows! I remember we killed so, so many yesterday. It was like a dream..."
"Relax, it wasn't a dream. I even took Rukia to that shop last night."
Ichigo was covered in a cold sweat. "It's because it doesn't feel like a dream that I'm panicking!"
He felt like the worldview he had maintained for fifteen years had completely collapsed last night.
After washing up, the two came to the dining table.
Ye Yun looked at the dazzling array of food and asked Yuzu and Karin in surprise, "Yuzu, Karin, is today some kind of holiday? Why is there so much food?"
Karin blushed as she brought over a plate of grilled meat. "I don't know why, I just wanted to make something delicious for you, Ye Yun-nii."
Yuzu nodded vigorously. "I thought so too, so I made a lot of your favorite foods, including the tempura you love."
"Is that so..."
Ye Yun nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that even if their memories were erased, the subconscious memories remained.
Watching Ye Yun feast, Ichigo looked at his sisters with a dark expression. "Yuzu, Karin, I can understand you making nice things for Ye Yun, but can you tell me why there's nothing in front of me?"
Karin shot him a look. "Ichi-nii, don't you have milk and bread in front of you?"
Ichigo said indignantly, "But I want to eat fried meat, grilled meat, tempura, and yogurt too!"
His protest was ultimately unsuccessful. So, he could only take a bite of bread, a sip of milk, and stare at Ye Yun with the look of a wronged wife.
Before long, Isshin Kurosaki ran in, waving his hands exaggeratedly. "Ichigo, Ye Yun, have you heard? A train derailed and crashed into our street last night! It left a lot of tracks!"
Pfft!
Ichigo sprayed a mouthful of milk all over his face, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably as he looked at Ye Yun.
You made those with your sword yesterday, didn't you!?
...
"Ye Yun, you made all of these, didn't you!?"
As Ichigo and Ye Yun walked down the street, black lines covered their foreheads as they looked at the long trenches in the ground.
Each one was eighty meters long and one to two meters deep. It looked as if someone had built drainage ditches in the middle of the road.
"Don't let anyone find out," Ye Yun said, walking forward with a determined expression. "If I have to pay for this, selling the Kurosaki Clinic wouldn't be enough."
Ichigo was speechless. "Why would you sell my family's clinic to pay for your damages?"
The two arrived smoothly at Karakura First High School.
Looking at the familiar building and classmates, Ichigo felt a bit emotional. "It's a miracle we weren't chased by monsters today."
Ye Yun coughed twice. Since becoming a Shinigami last night, he could now preliminarily control the spiritual power in his body.
In the classroom, seeing the two enter, Keigo Asano waved. "Yo, Ye Yun, Ichigo! I heard over eighty trains derailed and crashed into where you live yesterday. Are you guys okay?"
Cough, cough, cough, cough...
Both of them began to cough violently.
Ichigo gritted his teeth. "Just how many times did you slash your sword last night?"
Ye Yun thought for a moment. "Over a hundred."
Ichigo sucked in a cold breath, firmly deciding to bury this matter deep in his heart. Otherwise, even ten Kurosaki Clinics combined wouldn't be enough to pay for it.
Sado Yasutora (Chad) walked over. "Ichigo, Ye Yun, do you need me to go over and help?"
Ichigo shook his head. "It's fine. The wall of my house and the road in front are already being repaired. It should be fixed by tonight."
"That's good," Chad nodded.
Ye Yun didn't join the conversation. He sat back down in his seat by the window in the back row and looked at his system interface.
He discovered that after last night's events, his system interface had been updated, and many new options had appeared.
[Currently Available Points: 467]
[Spiritual Power: 48,800]
[Strength: 5,142]
[Speed: 842]
[Zanpakutō: 1]
[Reiraku (Spiritual Threads): 1]
[Soul Control: 1]
[Spiritual Pressure Burst: 1]
[Spiritual Pressure Armor: 1]
[...]
"Quite a few new abilities have appeared, but the main improvement is still spiritual power..."
Ye Yun looked at his spiritual power points with delight. After becoming a Shinigami last night, his spiritual power had directly soared by twenty thousand points. His spiritual power was already astonishing, and now it had become much stronger.
Unfortunately, there was no one he could compare himself with, otherwise, he would know his current strength.
He looked away and then at the new options, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"I know what Reiraku is. It's a type of sensory ability for Shinigami, allowing them to distinguish the unique spiritual power of each Shinigami and Hollow..."
"What is Soul Control?"
"Zanpakutō... can it improve my Zanpakutō? But it's already eighty meters long. If I improve it again, it might go beyond a hundred meters..."
"Spiritual Pressure Burst... it seems like it's for releasing all my spiritual power to intimidate enemies..."
"Spiritual Pressure Armor... I know this one. By covering my body with spiritual pressure, I can form an impenetrable and terrifying defense..."
After much consideration, Ye Yun decided to distribute the four hundred-plus points he had evenly among each of the newly acquired abilities. It wasn't that he didn't want to specialize in one, but he wanted to test out what all these abilities did.
After distributing the points, he felt many new instincts in his body, as if they were innate abilities.
With a thought, the spiritual power in his body condensed and gradually covered the surface of his body, forming an invisible defensive layer.
He casually picked up a pen and poked the back of his hand.
With a crack, the pen shattered, having lived for three days and four hours.
This was the formidable defense of the Spiritual Pressure Armor.
Understanding this ability, Ye Yun closed his eyes again. His spiritual power and senses continuously spread out, even extending all the way to the Urahara Shop.
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