Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

But this did not diminish her determination to make harsh statements.

"Once I recover..."

Soi Fon's voice was hoarse, but full of determination, "The first thing I'll do is completely demolish your shop!"

However, at this very moment...

Another, even larger black dot appeared in the sky and hurtled down at an even faster speed.

"team leader--!!!"

A terrified scream came from the sky.

"Ok?"

Kisuke Urahara raised an eyebrow slightly, subconsciously looked up, and revealed an extremely subtle expression on his face.

Soi Fon, who was lying on the ground, felt an extremely ominous premonition the moment she heard that familiar voice.

"Where are you?!!!!"

"boom--!!!"

It was a deafening roar several times heavier than before.

A massive, flesh-colored projectile, like a meteorite falling from the sky, struck Soi Fon squarely on her slightly hunched back as she tried to get up.

"Snap—!"

A very crisp sound, like the sound of bones breaking.

"...Ugh!"

All of Soi Fon's roars turned into a short and mournful cry.

Her petite body was pressed heavily under that massive body in an almost folded "U" shape, and the light in her eyes was completely extinguished.

"..."

Urahara Kisuke's folding fan, which had been gently swaying, stopped at this moment.

He stared at the incredibly impactful scene before him, and unusually fell into a brief silence.

"Captain! Where are you?!"

Omaeda was completely unaware of the abnormality beneath him, and was only anxiously calling out his captain's name.

"When I fell, I think I hit something soft and squishy..."

He muttered to himself as he prepared to stand up.

until......

He saw a man not far away holding a folding fan, his face frozen, pointing at his crotch with the fan ribs.

"Um, Vice Captain Ōmaeda..."

It looks like you've stepped on something.

Following his gesture, Ōmaeda mechanically lowered his head.

Then, he saw the one lying quietly on the ground, lifeless...

Our own captain.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The entire Urahara store fell into a deathly silence.

Chapter 159 Soi Fon: Please, stop hugging my Yoruichi!

"Captain Soi Fon, is there something you're unhappy with about my floor?"

Kisuke Urahara squatted down beside him, gently waving his folding fan, and asked the figure lying on the ground with concern.

"Even if you like someone a lot, there's no need for such close contact, is there? You'll catch a cold."

"Kisuke Urahara...!"

A muffled roar, suppressed with rage, came from behind.

"Captain! Are you alright?!" Ōmaeda groaned as he tried to get up from the ground.

"Shut up! Get off me!" Soi Fon struggled to prop herself up, her cold face now contorted with rage and bulging veins.

Amidst this chaotic scene of chickens and dogs running amok, the dark crack in the sky suddenly expanded in its final struggle.

Then, the two figures, tightly embracing each other, were awkwardly expelled from that void.

"boom."

With a soft sound, two figures landed nimbly on the only tatami mat in the shop that was still relatively intact.

Yoruichi released her grip the moment she landed, took a half-step back, put her hand to her forehead, looked at the scene before her, and let out a helpless sigh.

"how so......"

She didn't even need to ask to roughly guess what kind of farce had unfolded here in such a short time.

Sasuke, standing next to Yoruichi, was also stunned.

He looked at the huge hole in the roof, then at the guy next to him who was fanning himself and watching the show, and a rare look of speechlessness flashed across his face.

"Lord Yoruichi?"

A trembling voice called out.

Soi Fon's gaze was fixed on the two figures that had just landed.

She saw Yoruichi, who was safe and sound.

But she also saw it: Yoruichi and that damned Uchiha brat had just fallen together in an embrace?!

A mixture of resentment at being abandoned, jealousy, and madness nearly set her ablaze.

It's that damned Uchiha brat again!

At this moment, the disgust she felt for Sasuke even surpassed that for Urahara Kisuke, who had made her wait for a hundred years.

A hundred years have passed, and Lord Yoruichi has finally returned, only to find a new man has appeared!

Even closer than Kisuke Urahara!

"Lord Yoruichi..." Soi Fon's voice was hoarse, "You actually... with that brat...!"

"—Unforgivable!!!"

With a shrill roar, a spiritual pressure suddenly appeared on Soi Fon's body, which was originally extremely weak.

Her figure blurred into a blur, the short sword in her hand aimed straight for Sasuke's throat.

This resentment, suppressed for a century, was transformed into murderous intent towards his "new love" at this moment!

However, she had not yet brought out the blade.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound of a folding fan opening and closing rang out.

Kisuke Urahara had somehow appeared between the two, effortlessly deflecting Soi Fon's attack with his folding fan.

"Alright, alright, Captain Soi Fon, calm down."

His smile remained, but his narrowed eyes gleamed with an undeniable shrewdness. "If you break anything again, the repair costs will go up."

"Get out of my way!"

"I'm sorry, I can't comply."

Kisuke Urahara, fanning himself, turned to the side and began to inspect the damage around him.

"Hmm... the roof's extra-thick waterproof wooden beams, three in total; the load-bearing structure repaired; the floor polished and waxed; oh, and my limited-edition tea set..."

With each report he made, Soi Fon's expression grew increasingly grim.

Finally, Kisuke Urahara tapped his palm lightly with the rib of his fan, a sly smile on his face.

"In addition, there was the psychological shock and loss I suffered from this sudden fright..."

He looked at the fat adjutant beside him and happily announced the final price.

"Vice-Captain Ōmaeda, let's say your Second Division has four million rings, no more, no less."

Four million?

"Of course, if you can't afford to pay now, you can sign an IOU first." Kisuke Urahara "thoughtfully" took out an IOU and pen that he had prepared beforehand from his pocket.

"..."

Ōmaeda looked at the IOU, then at his captain's murderous face, and finally took the pen and signed his name on it.

"Alright, alright, this farce should end now."

Kisuke Urahara put away the IOU with satisfaction, waved to the figure behind him, and called out.

"Tessai, could you please take Captain Soi Fon to a guest room to rest and treat her injuries? She seems to need some time to calm down."

"If we leave it like this, Miss Yoruichi will feel bad."

"Yes, manager."

Tsukasa's tall figure appeared, ignoring Soi Fon's murderous gaze, and carried her into the shop's backyard.

Ōmaeda followed closely behind.

Only then did the store finally regain a moment of tranquility.

"Alright, time for jokes is over." Yoruichi's voice carried a hint of seriousness.

Kisuke Urahara's playful expression vanished instantly. He slowly walked to Yoruichi's opposite side and sat down, his eyes gleaming.

"Have you found the reason for the imbalance of the soul?" he asked directly.

"The source has been found," Yoruichi murmured softly.

"Is it Aizen?" Kisuke Urahara's eyes sharpened instantly. "He's started using the Hogyoku to conduct large-scale new research on the Hollows in Hueco Mundo?"