Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 293 A Pair of Smiling Tigers, Two Black Sharks

In the present world, Karakura Town.

Two figures darted swiftly through the shadows of the buildings, the gust of wind they created causing clothes on the clotheslines to fall onto the rooftop.

"Hey! Asuka! Slow down! I can't keep up!"

Shiba Kaien followed behind Asuka, panting and complaining.

What did this kid eat to grow up so fast?

Doesn't everyone use Instant Step?

The bird didn't even turn its head, and its instant step didn't slow down in the slightest.

There was only one fire burning in his heart.

came back.

They're really back.

"Tolerate...

"6

The bird silently recited the name in its heart.

With each recitation, he increased the force of his footing, causing cracks to appear on the edge of the concrete rooftop.

For him, his time in Fuyuki City lasted only a few days.

But for Shinobu Kocho...

Is she still waiting for me?

Was she in danger?

Did Aizen... attack her?

Countless questions lashed at the bird like whips, keeping him constantly on the move.

"We're here!" Asuka saw the street she remembered.

There was a dilapidated, even somewhat eerie, grocery store there.

Urahara Store.

Although the store looks almost exactly the same as it did eighteen years ago, it still looks half-dead and ready to close down at any moment.

But in the bird's spiritual vision, the barrier surrounding the shop was more intricate and thicker than before.

What happened?

and..

The roller shutter door was half-closed, and some boxes of goods that had not yet been sorted were piled up at the entrance of the shop.

"Hurry up and finish moving it, Shinta, are you slacking off?"

"Stop nagging! I've already moved ten boxes! Xiaoyu is the one slacking off, just standing there daydreaming!"

"Xiaoyu is on alert; that's what the manager ordered."

Two small figures were busy at the shop entrance; these were faces that Fei Niao had never seen before.

When did Urahara start employing child laborers?

The bird suddenly veered downwards and landed at the shop entrance.

Haiyan landed right behind her, looking around at the shop in front of her: "This is the shop of that great sinner? It doesn't look very impressive."

The bird ignored the petrel's assessment and strode forward.

"Who goes there?!"

Sensing the presence of a stranger, the girl named Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head, her previously timid eyes instantly turning sharp, and she held the broom in her hand like a sword in front of her chest.

"Hey! Who are you two?! Jumping out in the middle of the night to scare people like that!"

The boy, Jinta, threw down the box he was holding and pulled out a huge spiked club from behind his back, a club that was completely disproportionate to his size.

"Is he a thief? Or a pervert? How dare he cause trouble in front of Urahara-san's shop? Does he have a death wish?!"

Two small figures stood in front of the bird.

"A little kid?" Haiyan paused for a moment, then pointed at the spiked club in Shen Tai's hand and burst into laughter: "Hey, whose little brat is this? Is that a toy? It's dangerous, go home!"

"Shut up! You useless old man!"

Shen Tai was enraged by Haiyan's attitude.

He roared, pushed off with his feet, and the spiked club in his hand whistled through the air as it slammed down hard on Haiyan's head.

"Huh? Who's the loser?!"

Although Haiyan wanted to argue, his tattered clothes were hardly convincing, and he was momentarily speechless.

Moreover, although he joked, he was actually quite alarmed.

This kid doesn't look very old, but his physical explosiveness is quite impressive.

He slightly shifted his body to the side, easily dodging Jinta's attack, and then gently tapped the side of the spiked club with his unsheathed katana.

clang-!

A muffled thud.

Jin Tai felt a huge recoil force, and he was uncontrollably pushed back a few steps.

"Damn it! Xiaoyu! Let's attack together!"

Shen Tai steadied himself and shouted unwillingly.

"yes...."

Xiaoyu, who hadn't moved an inch, suddenly changed her expression.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, and he became a blur, his speed even twice as fast as Jin Tai's!

However, her target was not the petrel, but the bird standing to the side.

"Oh?"

Fei Niao raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Instead of attacking the loser from both sides, they're coming after me instead?"

"So who's the loser here?!"

Facing Xiaoyu's kick, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, Feibiao did not draw his sword.

He only took a small half-step forward.

"Step back."

hum!

A violent surge of spiritual pressure spread out from him instantly.

That was one of his few gains in Fuyuki City.

A spiritual pressure field unique to the Avenger class, activated when facing murderous intent and evil thoughts.

It contained the evil of this world and the spiritual pressure fluctuations of flying birds, which the little brat in front of him could not withstand.

Xiaoyu's movements suddenly froze in mid-air.

Like a small animal encountering its natural enemy, her instincts told her that the man in front of her was extremely dangerous!

Her attack abruptly stopped in front of Asuka; she couldn't continue no matter what she did.

puff.

Jin Tai even sat down on the ground with a thud, unable to hold the spiked club in his hand, and stared at Asuka in shock.

The murderous intent in Xiaoyu's eyes slowly faded, and she returned to being that timid little girl, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

"Oh dear, what's going on? Why is it so lively in the middle of the night?"

Just then, that familiar and annoying voice finally came from inside the store.

Kisuke Urahara, wearing his ever-present dark green Japanese jacket and a green and white striped fisherman's hat, strolled out of the shop, fanning himself with a folding fan.

"Shinta, Yu, didn't I tell you? Be polite to guests..."

'

Urahara's words caught in his throat halfway through.

pat.

The folding fan slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Those carefree eyes were now wide open, staring intently at the figure standing outside the door.

For Death, who has a long lifespan, eighteen years may just be a blink of an eye.

But for Kisuke Urahara, these years have been filled with guilt and self-blame.

Although the spiritual disaster in Fuyuki City back then had no direct connection to him.

But after all, it was he who brought Asuka to Fuyuki City, which ultimately led to Asuka being caught in a time-space turbulence, her fate unknown.

Although he kept telling Shinobu Kocho, and himself, that the man would definitely come back.

But as time goes by...

No matter how many abnormal spiritual pressure fields he detected, he couldn't find a way to break through them, and he couldn't even observe them.

Even for him, the conviction deep within his heart grew weaker and weaker with the passage of time...

He was even somewhat afraid to face Shinobu Kocho, those eyes that would come to ask him questions every month.

But now....

The man was standing there.

He was wearing that familiar, somewhat worn-out black shihaka outfit.

His eyes remained indifferent, as if he had just finished delivering goods yesterday.

;

"...Brother Asuka?" he asked, somewhat incredulously.