Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 338 The Hollowfied One Who Should Have Died Long Ago

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, standing at the end of the line, contorted his face, painted with black and white paint, the moment he saw Kisuke Urahara.

Those eyes, filled with madness and neurosis, narrowed slightly, their light like a poisoned blade, piercing straight towards Urahara.

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...Don't some people have any sense of propriety? They didn't realize the band leader was just being polite; he actually had the audacity to show up in front of us.

His voice was somewhat shrill and harsh as he rudely blocked Urahara Kisuke's path: "Excuse me, my memory's a bit fuzzy. May I ask which squad you belong to?"

"Oh my, Chief, it's been a long time." Urahara brushed aside Mayuri Kurotsuchi's pointing fingernails with his fan and laughed, "I heard your Nemuri-8 had a bit of a malfunction? Are you alright?"

On the other side, the reaction of Soi Fon, the captain of the second division, was clearly more intense.

His previously upright posture became noticeably stiff in that instant.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open in anger, staring intently at Yoruichi Shihouin, her eyes slightly reddened from extreme emotional turmoil.

She wanted to take a step several times, but ultimately held back, clenching her fists tightly.

Yoruichi met Soi Fon's gaze calmly, a complex apology flashing in her eyes, but she said nothing.

She understood what Soi Fon was thinking, but today wasn't the right time to talk about it.

Only the steady and kind-hearted Taoist priest, Wo Ling Tiezhai, maintained proper etiquette after entering the meeting room.

His gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Kyoraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro, who was still coughing lightly while covering his mouth. He nodded slightly and greeted them in a deep voice: "Captain Kyoraku, Captain Ukitake, it's been a long time. I hope you've all been well."

Ukitake Jushiro suppressed the itch in his throat, looked at his former colleague, and a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes: "Lord Tessai... you've finally come back."

Kyoraku Shunsui let out a soft, ambiguous chuckle: "Heh, now, we've finally gathered almost all of our old acquaintances from the Gotei 13..."

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Kisuke Urahara, unable to resist Mayuri Kurotsuchi's murderous glare, scanned the room and quickly locked his gaze on Asuka standing in the corner.

"Yo! Asuka-kun!"

Kisuke Urahara put on an extremely enthusiastic expression, raised his folding fan from afar, and waved it vigorously in the direction of Asuka.

It's as if the two met by chance not in the solemn First Division meeting room, but in a bustling market in Karakura Town.

This also drew the attention of others to Asuka.

Asuka looked at the unscrupulous merchant, her lips twitched slightly, and she was about to tell him to shut up.

Before Kisuke Urahara could even utter another polite greeting...

A lazy, sluggish voice, thick with a Kansai accent, and filled with extreme impatience and mockery.

The sound suddenly rang out from behind Kisuke Urahara.

"So you see... old man Yamamoto couldn't even see through Aizen's disguise and was completely fooled by him."

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"In the end, he was exiled, which was entirely his own fault."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire conference room was instantly ignited like a powder keg.

All the captains, including Byakuya Kuchiki who had been expressionless the whole time, showed slight changes in their expressions.

They simply couldn't believe their ears.

At a critical juncture when Captain-Commander Yamamoto had just met with misfortune, and the entire Soul Society was in turmoil.

How dare someone openly mock the Captain-Commander in such a contemptuous and disrespectful tone right in the First Division's council hall?!

who is it? !

"Who dares to spout such nonsense!" Komamura Sajin shouted angrily, glaring at the doorway.

"Hey hey hey, don't get so angry, big dog."

Accompanied by this lazy, teasing remark, three figures slowly emerged from behind Kisuke Urahara.

When the faces of these three people were fully exposed to everyone in the conference room.

Even the most composed Captain Unohana Retsu showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Leading the way was a man with blond bangs and a face that exuded a mix of wickedness and nonchalance.

He wasn't wearing a Shinigami uniform, but rather a modern-style shirt and tie, a wicked grin on his face revealing his rather white teeth.

"Hirako...Mako?!"

Kyoraku Shunsui, who had been keeping his hat pulled low, suddenly lifted it up, and his eyes, which always carried a hint of drunkenness and nonchalance, widened instantly.

Next to appear was a melancholy man with long, wavy blond hair, dressed in a blouse with ornate ruffles, looking like a medieval nobleman.

Beside him was a burly man with short silver hair, wearing a sleeveless vest and cargo pants, who looked extremely irritable.

"Ryuujiro Hōhashi... and Kensei Rokushō?!"

Jushiro Ukitake also cried out in surprise.

How is this possible?!

...Weren't they already dead?!

It's important to know that Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi Shihouin were sentenced to be wanted and escaped from Soul Society.

It was precisely because of the Hollowfication incident that Hirako and the others encountered.

Although it now seems that this was mostly Aizen's doing, they are preparing to exonerate Kisuke and the others.

But according to the official records of the Spirit Court, Hirako and the others had already perished in the turmoil a hundred years ago!

How could this be? They're still alive?!

"What on earth is going on..." Hitsugaya Toshiro looked at the three of them in surprise, not sensing any Void aura from them. His emerald green eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

Facing the shocked, puzzled, and even somewhat wary gazes of the captains, Hirako Shinji seemed completely unconcerned.

He seemed to have no intention of explaining to his former colleagues why he was still alive, nor did he intend to protest the ruthless verdict of the Central 46.

Those nonchalant, three-white-eyed eyes merely glanced around the conference room.

"Tch, still those same boring faces, they look even more rigid than they did a hundred years ago."

Hirako Shinji muttered something, then fixed his gaze on the corner of the wall.

His eyes lit up.

Hirako, still sporting a wicked grin, completely ignored all the captains present, walked straight through the hall, and swaggered up to Asuka.

"Yo."

He tilted his head, leaned closer to Asuka, and kept looking her up and down: "I heard it from Kisuke."

"I heard it was you who shattered the Hollow's protective membrane with a single strike at Sogyoku Hill, and even managed to cut a gash in that scum Aizen?"

Hirako reached out, wanting to pat Asuka on the shoulder.

But his gaze lingered on the stag at his waist for a few seconds before pausing in mid-air.

Seemingly sensing the dangerous aura emanating from the leopard, he withdrew his hand very naturally and casually touched his chin.

"Well done! Absolutely satisfying! To be honest, I've wanted to tear that guy's hypocritical face off for a long time!"

Hirako Shinji grinned, his eyes gleaming with undisguised admiration: "I really like your personality! How about it? Want to join me?"

"Come be my vice-captain! I promise it'll be better than following these rigid guys."

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"Hirako Mako."

Before Hirako Shinji could finish speaking, a cold voice abruptly cut off his recruitment attempt.

Kuchiki Byakuya stepped out of the line and calmly stared at Hirako Shinji: "In the judgment of the 46th Chamber, you, like the other Hollowfication test subjects, need to be punished according to the standards for handling Hollows."

"I don't know how you survived, nor do I know what deal you made with the void within you."

"But I must remind you, you are not only not qualified to step into the First Division's council chamber, but you also do not hold the so-called captain position."

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