Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"As the one who started this, I feel quite guilty towards Mr. Kurosaki."

Sasuke's gaze pierced through the lightsaber, his expression gradually becoming serious.

He sensed several familiar spiritual pressures emanating from that lightsaber.

There were Ukitake's, Zaraki's, and even the captain's.

"So your plan is to forcibly inject spiritual pressure into Ichigo's body?"

Transferring spiritual pressure is a serious crime in Soul Society, partly because it is tantamount to transferring one's identity to another person.

Did Yamamoto, the old man who was supposed to be the most law-abiding person, actually agree to this approach?

"I talked myself hoarse trying to get this done."

Kisuke Urahara sighed, his voice becoming low, "But the reason for this is that Mr. Kurosaki changed the Gotei 13 with his actions."

Sasuke remained silent for a moment, then reached out his right hand toward the blue lightsaber.

Urahara raised his hand and gently pressed down on Sasuke.

"Sasuke-kun may want to help, but please forgive me for having to refuse his kindness."

Sasuke frowned. "Why?"

“The construction is different.” Urahara explained patiently, “This sword was made based on the Zanpakuto of this Mr. Kurosaki Isshin, who is Ichigo’s father.”

"It's not a method of mixing spiritual pressure, but rather it uses Isshin's spiritual pressure as the core, accumulating outwards layer by layer like tree rings."

"Mr. Kurosaki first awakened his Shinigami powers because of Ms. Kuchiki."

"Therefore, Ms. Kuchiki's spiritual pressure must serve as the outermost shell to guide this power to revive within Mr. Kurosaki's body."

After hearing this, Sasuke withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to Rukia.

“Since she’s the key, why not just have her re-inject it?” Sasuke said calmly.

"The injection just now has already depleted Ms. Kuchiki's spiritual pressure."

Urahara gave a wry smile. "The depletion of spiritual energy cannot be made up for by resting for a few hours. We don't have much time left."

"What is it?" Sasuke keenly caught the subtext in his words.

Kisuke Urahara stood up and handed the lightsaber back to Rukia.

"The confrontation with Mr. Kurosaki will begin tonight, barring any unforeseen circumstances."

Chapter 243 Quincy, Ichigo Kurosaki, reporting for duty! (8k views, please vote with monthly tickets~)

In Karakura Town, Ichigo Kurosaki walked irritably down the streets at dusk, his steps heavy and his brow furrowed.

"hateful......"

He muttered a curse under his breath.

The things that have been happening lately are really too bizarre.

First, Uryu Ishida was inexplicably attacked on the street and sent to the hospital, followed by Yasutora Chad and Orihime Inoue.

Although they all said they were fine, Ichigo keenly sensed in his daily interactions with them that they all seemed to know Tsukishima.

Moreover, according to them, that guy was a friend they had known for many years.

But Ichigo was certain that Inoue and the others had never met Tsukishima before.

The fear that his closest people were being slowly eroded by something unknown drove Ichigo almost to the brink of madness.

"call......"

Standing at his own front door, Ichigo took a deep breath and patted his cheeks hard, trying to make himself look less gloomy.

I can't bring this expression home; I can't let Youzi and Xiali worry.

After adjusting his mindset, he pushed open the door.

"I am back."

"Welcome back, brother."

Yuko, wearing an apron, was walking down the corridor when she saw Ichigo, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

Seeing his sister's carefree smile, Ichigo felt a little relieved and was about to change his shoes and go upstairs.

“Oh, right, brother.” Youzi pointed towards the living room, her tone light and cheerful, “We have a guest. It’s your cousin, whom you’re very close to. He came to see us especially.”

Ichigo froze abruptly as he changed his shoes.

"My cousin, with whom I have a very good relationship?" He was stunned. "Do we have relatives like that in our family?"

"Oh dear, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Youzi looked at him with some curiosity, "Didn't my cousin often take us to the amusement park? Come on in, Xia Li is inside with us."

Ichigo felt a chill run down his spine and straight to the top of his head.

When the traveler didn't respond, he flung open the tightly closed living room door.

Under the warm light, Xia Li was sitting on the sofa, holding a comic book in her hand.

Opposite her sat a man in a shirt, exuding a scholarly air.

Hearing the door open, the man looked up, a gentle yet eerie smile playing on his lips.

"Yo, Ichigo, it's been a long time."

"Tsukishima...?!" Ichigo's pupils contracted sharply, his heart pounding. "What are you doing here?!"

Why are you in my house?!

The sudden roar froze the atmosphere in the room.

"Brother?" Xia Li frowned, looking at him with displeasure. "What's wrong with you? Your cousin finally came all this way, what kind of attitude is this?"

"Xia Li! Get away from that guy!"

Ichigo ignored his sister's words and rushed forward, trying to pull Tsukishima up from the sofa.

Yuuki rushed in, grabbed Ichigo by the waist, and cried out anxiously, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

“Yes, Ichigo.” Tsukishima sat there, motionless, still smiling. “Haven’t we always been good friends?”

"Shut up! Who wants to be friends with you!" Ichigo was furious and was about to break free from Yuzu.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang abruptly.

"Ah, it must be Keigo and the others." Tsukishima said naturally, as if he were the host. "I just invited them over for dinner."

"What?" Ichigo was taken aback.

The door opened, and Asano Keigo, Arisawa Tatsuki, and their group walked in, chatting and laughing.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Tsukishima," Ryuki greeted politely.

Seeing this, Ichigo felt dizzy and disoriented.

They've gone mad...

They've all gone mad!

Not just Chado and Inoue, but now even Yuzu, Karin, and even Keigo and Ryuki...

“Now that everyone’s here,” Tsukishima said with a smile, taking out his phone and waving it around. “I’ll call Chad and Inoue over too, it’s rare for us all to get together.”

He dialed the number and pressed speakerphone.

"Hello, Chad? It's me, Tsukishima."

"I'm at Ichigo's house now. Hmm, is Inoue next to you too? Let's all come together then."

Chad's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Understood, Mr. Tsukishima, we'll be there soon."

"..."

In that instant, the string of reason in Ichigo's mind snapped completely.

What is this? What is this all about?!

These people are clearly my friends, my family! Why are they all...?

"You bastard..." Ichigo's eyes were bloodshot, and an uncontrollable aura of violence surged from his body.

"What on earth did they do to everyone?!"

Ichigo threw a powerful punch, the force of which sent Tsukishima flying, crashing into the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

A cold wind rushed in, instantly shattering the warmth inside the house.

"what!!"

Everyone screamed in fright.

"Mr. Tsukishima!" Ryuki helped Tsukishima up from the broken glass, turned around, and glared angrily at Ichigo.

"Ichigo! Are you insane?!"

"How could you lay a hand on Mr. Tsukishima?!"

"Quickly apologize to Mr. Tsukishima!" Keigo also became serious and stood in front of Tsukishima.

Everyone stood on the other side of Moon Island.

Everyone was looking at him like he was crazy.

Ichigo stood in the center of the living room, in what should have been his warmest home, but he felt like an isolated and helpless outsider.

"I......"

Ichigo opened his mouth, looking at those familiar faces, but couldn't utter a single word of explanation.

it's useless.

Whatever he said, to them now, it all sounded like madness.

"......hateful!"