Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Yunjing sighed helplessly. He knew he couldn't make the decision himself when Aozaki Mayuki was involved.

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Chapter 241 Differences Between Eras

Time flies like an arrow, and before we knew it, more than a year had passed since the Shiba family returned to Seireitei.

During this long period of time, Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi worked tirelessly, or more precisely, under the coercion and enticement of Mayuki Aozaki.

These two mad scientists actually managed to develop a groundbreaking technology whose impact was enough to change the entire medical system of the Gotei 13.

It's important to understand that they faced not only immense pressure from Aozaki Mayuki, an impatient and opportunistic pressurer, but also the stern discipline of Yamamoto, a short-tempered old man.

"So, the Twelfth Division's experiment has been a great success. Now that we have the mature technology, can we restore Jushiro's health?"

Inside the First Division barracks, Yamamoto gazed thoughtfully at his smiling young disciple across from him.

In a nearby corner, Kyoraku Shunsui curiously peeked out, his eyes fixed intently on the two fellow disciples who were overjoyed in front of Yamamoto.

Unlike his usual laziness, there was a rare seriousness in his eyes at this moment.

His focus, without a doubt, was on Jushiro Ukitake.

"Is Shishiro really able to recover his health?"

Upon hearing Yamamoto's words, Kyoraku Shunsui's face revealed an undisguised joy, and he even couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He had known Jushiro Ukitake for hundreds of years. The two were not only fellow disciples from the same school, but also close friends.

With such a deep friendship, how could I not feel excited and thrilled to hear that my friend is about to recover!

"Captain Kyoraku, mind your manners. Now that your business is done, return to your unit as soon as possible and stop making a fool of yourself here."

Captain-Commander Yamamoto glanced at his prized disciple out of the corner of his eye, his hand trembling slightly as he picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Despite appearing calm on the surface, Yamamoto was actually just as excited as Kyoraku Shunsui.

However, out of the pride of being a teacher, he still tried his best to maintain a composed demeanor.

But all of this did not escape the eyes of the three attentive disciples, which warmed their hearts.

"That kind of thing is irrelevant now, old man."

At this moment, Kyoraku Shunsui had already put everything else aside. He strode into the room and asked Aozaki Mayuki with great enthusiasm:

"Matsuki, are you sure Mayuri Kurotsuchi has really developed a technology that can cure Jushiro? Is it a reliable technology?"

Kyoraku Shunsui's question reflects his doubts and anxieties, fully revealing his distrust of Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

After all, Mayuri Kurotsuchi was a mad scientist who came from that place known as the "nest of maggots," so it was indeed difficult for Shunsui Kyoraku to trust him.

However, Kyoraku Shunsui still trusted his junior brother.

Therefore, he desperately wanted to get a clear and definite answer from his junior brother.

At the same time, beside Kyoraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jushiro's originally pale face now showed a slight flush of color.

He looked at Aozaki Mayuki with the same anticipation and slight nervousness, as if he had placed all his hopes on this answer.

Aozaki Mayuki took a sip of tea, then put down the cup and said firmly:

"Both the captain of the 12th Division and I can guarantee that this technique is absolutely effective and can definitely cure Senior Brother Shishiro."

"Kisuke has personally conducted a rigorous inspection on it, and there's definitely no problem!"

After saying these words, he couldn't help but sigh to himself, "The tea tastes quite good today. Old Man Shan's tea ceremony skills seem to be getting more and more exquisite."

"In that case, let's not delay."

The old man Yamamoto slammed his cane on the ground, making a crisp sound. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said:

"Don't delay any longer, Shinju. Take Jushiro to the Twelfth Division immediately."

Old man Yamamoto's voice was calm and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"I hope to hear the good news you bring as soon as possible."

He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and intense, fixed on Aozaki Mayuki and Ukitake Jushiro before him.

"I hope that when we meet again, a disciple will appear before me in perfect health."

This time, his tone was full of concern and expectation.

Upon hearing Yamamoto's words, Ukitake Jushiro knelt down without hesitation and respectfully kowtowed:

"Please rest assured, teacher, when we meet again, I will be standing before you in good health!"

Kyoraku Shunsui, standing to the side, fell silent. He muttered to himself, "...What about me? Old man, have you forgotten about me?"

Thinking of this, Kyoraku Shunsui opened his mouth as if to say something.

He opened his mouth, about to speak, but Yamamoto cut him off:

"You're staying here, aren't you? Then just wait here with me for news."

Yamamoto leisurely held his hot tea, glanced casually at Kyoraku Shunsui, and then took a small sip.

Kyoraku Shunsui watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, and sighed helplessly:

"Old man, at a time like this, why do you have to do such a thing?"

"Haven't you noticed how much Shisi Lang likes his junior brother now? There's no need for all this fuss."

Just as he was about to lift one foot, a somewhat authoritative voice came from the other side:

"sit down!"

"Alright, old man Shan, why are you angry? Look, it's just a trivial matter."

Kyoraku Shunsui quickly and obediently returned to his seat, gripping his teacup tightly. His words softened Yamamoto's expression slightly:

"I have complete confidence in my junior brother. Let them handle it. I will stay here and wait."

After a long silence, Yamamoto sighed and said calmly:

"Chunshui, I've always thought you were my smartest disciple, but unfortunately you just like to put on a lazy act."

"I often think, if only you weren't such a lazybones."

“Old man, it would be heartbreaking for your disciple to hear such words.” Kyoraku Shunsui’s eyes twitched.

You know perfectly well that I don't want to be the captain, but I'm still listening to you and not going with you.

Isn't it going too far to resort to personal attacks like this?!

Yamamoto shook his head helplessly.

He was just a little disappointed in his son.

If Kyoraku Shunsui had this in mind, even if his strength was a bit lacking, he would still be the best candidate for Captain-Commander in his eyes.

Although Kyoraku Shunsui was sometimes unreliable, he was essentially a conservative like him, or more professionally speaking, a conservative reformist.

Sometimes even he couldn't understand Aozaki Mayuki's thoughts.

Perhaps this is simply a difference of time!

Chapter 242 Why did you have to provoke him?

Squad 12.

On his way to the Technology Development Bureau, Jushiro Ukitake was filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Finally, he arrived at the door of Deputy Director Mayuri Kurotsuchi's private laboratory.

Having been notified in advance by Aozaki Mayuri, Kurotsuchi Mayuri had been waiting there for quite some time.

Even Kisuke Urahara made a special trip to carefully remind everyone of the precautions for the experiment before leaving with peace of mind.

As Kisuke Urahara gave his professional and detailed introduction, Jushiro Ukitake's initial anxiety gradually subsided.

After all, Kisuke Urahara was a genius recognized by Kiryu Hikifune, so his words were naturally more persuasive and reassuring than those of Mayuri Kurotsuchi, the deputy warden who was a former prisoner.

At this moment, Jushiro Ukitake was full of confidence in this experiment.

He believed that by going through this experiment, his body, which had been suffering from illness, would be able to recover and become like a normal person.

Thinking of all this, Jushiro Ukitake took off his clothes without hesitation and resolutely lay down on the experimental table.

He looked at Aozaki Mayuki and Kurotsuchi Mayuri with a firm gaze and said sincerely:

"Matsuki, Director Kurotsuchi Mayuri, I'm entrusting everything to you."

When addressing Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Jushiro Ukitake displayed exceptional emotional intelligence by deliberately omitting the word "vice-assistant."

However, this action did not bring Mayuri Kurotsuchi any joy; he merely curled his lip indifferently.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi had absolutely no interest in such flattery.

He waved his hand, then took out a syringe, a strange smile appearing on his lips, and chuckled eerily:

"Captain Ukitake, I'm going to give you an anesthetic injection. Please relax and don't resist."

"This syringe is specially made, but even so, it can't break through the spiritual pressure defense of a captain-level individual."

"I don't want to waste such precious experimental equipment..."

Upon hearing this, Jushiro Ukitake coughed lightly and said with a hint of helplessness:

"Okay, okay, I know. It's just anesthesia, can you please stop making that scary smile? It's really frightening..."

After listening, Mayuri Kurotsuchi did not respond. Instead, she silently turned around and put the syringe back in its place.

Then, he opened the drawer and took out an even larger syringe.

This syringe looks particularly eye-catching; with a gentle push of the handle, a strange, pale purple liquid spurts out from the tip of the needle.

Jushiro Ukitake stared wide-eyed at the enormous needle, which was as long as a palm, and swallowed hard. His voice trembled slightly as he asked:

"This isn't right, is it? Director Mayuri Kurotsuchi, you...you wouldn't be thinking of getting revenge on me, would you?"

"How could that be? I, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, am not that kind of person!"