The Quincy Family

Cangya sighed, feeling that the person who had reincarnated him had done him wrong.

If Hollows weren't the weakest race in the world of Bleach, he might not have needed to hone the abilities of other races.

Yammy, the Strongest Arrancar, might have been able to fight one or two Captain-level opponents at once, but to titans like Aizen and Yhwach, he was nothing more than cannon fodder.

He had to hone the abilities of other races to the utmost, or find a way to fuse them.

Only then could he survive the disasters Aizen and Yhwach would bring upon the world, rather than pinning all his hopes on Ichigo.

As he rounded a street corner, he stopped, freezing in alarm for quite a while.

The spirits lurking in Karakura Town had noticed the burst of Reiatsu.

The appearance of two powerful Hollows had drawn these powerful spirits out of their lairs.

One of the spirits was a tall Soul Reaper perched on the roof of a house, his face hidden beneath a bucket hat. The green and white stripes on the hat gave him a casual appearance.

The saying "you can't judge a book by its cover" might as well have been made for someone like Kisuke Urahara.

Despite his laid-back manner, he was a formidable genius. The array of special equipment he had created was still helping the Gotei 13 to this day.

He probably came here because Aizen framed him.

Kisuke Urahara had been accused of experimenting on other Soul Reapers. That was how the Gotei 13 remembered the former Twelfth Division captain and founder of the Soul Reaper research and development organization.

In truth, it was Aizen who had performed those experiments on Soul Reapers.

Whether intentionally or not, Aizen had made an enemy of one of the most dangerous people in the world.

Does Urahara still have the Hogyoku?

At some point, Urahara would deactivate the Hogyoku in his possession and hide it inside Rukia's soul.

Cangya wasn't sure whether that had already happened in this timeline.

For now, the Hogyoku would be extremely useful to him, since it could safely turn Sun-Sun, Apache, and Tier Harribel into perfect Arrancar.

There were only two Hogyoku, one in Urahara's hands and the other in Aizen's.

He certainly wasn't going to approach Aizen this early, so he had to get the Hogyoku from Kisuke Urahara at any cost.

I should tease him.

Cangya flashed a bright smile and waved at Kisuke Urahara. "Hey, don't stand out in the rain. You'll slip and break your leg!"

He was provoking one of the most powerful Soul Reapers. He was practically asking to die.

Kisuke Urahara ignored the calls, assuming they were directed at someone else.

His attention was entirely focused on deciphering the two traces of Reiatsu left by the two "Hollows."

Their Reiatsu was somewhat similar to that of his Visored friends, but had a more distinct Hollow presence than the Visoreds' Hollow Reiatsu.

"Hollows that have gained Soul Reaper powers—Arrancar."

He had seen information about Arrancar in the Gotei 13's archives, but he had never had a chance to encounter one with such tremendous power.

Yet the question remained: why had two Arrancar infiltrated his town? If they devoured souls like ordinary Hollows, they would have caused an uproar long ago. Instead, their silent approach unsettled him.

"Hey, guy in the green hat! Don't ignore me, asshole!"

A stone flew toward Urahara's face, interrupting his thoughts.

He tilted his head at lightning speed to dodge the stone, then lifted his hat and looked at the person who had openly insulted him.

The sight left him dumbstruck.

The person standing in the street looked like an ordinary citizen, with only a faint trace of Reiatsu leaking from him. His Reiatsu barely qualified him as a spiritually aware human.

Urahara had a persistent feeling that he had encountered similar Reiatsu before.

Suspicious, Urahara raised a hand in greeting.

"You're rather rude, aren't you? Haven't you ever seen a handsome man enjoying the rain on a rooftop?"

"I have. In fact, I was just like you when I was young. Pissing off rooftops on rainy days was fun. Those were good times, man."

"Oh, that's disgusting."

"You should try it. It feels relaxing and relieves stress. There's scientific evidence that peeing in the rain reduces stress."

Urahara shook his head and glanced back. "That's enough disgusting talk for today. See you around."

A group of Soul Reapers was approaching, leaving him no choice but to end the unpleasant conversation.

He used Flash Step to dart into the air, his figure blending into the darkness.

As the Soul Reapers began looking around the scene, the silver-haired young man stood there with a confused look on his face.

As a human, he reacted as he should have upon seeing people in kimonos leaping around.

However, this was only the beginning. Two cars pulled up at the scene.

A woman with short black hair and a stern gaze stepped out of the first car.

She exuded an air of authority befitting her position in Karakura Town.

Ishida Izumi, a pure-blooded Quincy, was also the current matriarch of the Ishida Family.

She had recently married another pure-blooded Quincy, Ishida Sōken, to keep the Quincy bloodline pure.

For some reason, she was particularly angry today, perhaps furious at having been woken in the middle of the night.

Urahara didn't linger, as he had already planted a spy in the Ishida Family.

He wasn't worried that the Quincy would ally with the Hollows. Although that was unlikely, Kisuke Urahara believed it was always good to be fully prepared for any situation.

When will I find a suitable vessel for the Hogyoku?

He didn't know that a demon had already set his sights on his disastrous invention—a demon who was about to change Kisuke Urahara's entire world.

When the black-haired woman stepped out of the car, Cangya froze.

Her icy gaze, tightly knitted brows, and imposing presence reminded him of someone who had once held a special place in his heart.

How can she look so much like Xiaomei? Who is she?

Most of the characters he had met so far had easily recognizable features: Tier Harribel had sharklike traits, Apache had a distinctive name, Tirutī had the appearance of a Goth Girl, and Kisuke Urahara wore a suspicious hat.

The woman before him was different. Though she was undoubtedly beautiful, her Quincy necklace and sharp eyes were her only distinctive features.

A wealthy Quincy lady might let me stay at her hotel for free.

The woman stumbled as she walked, her left leg seemingly injured. "Move aside. You're obstructing us in the performance of our duties."

Cangya rubbed the back of his head and looked at the squad of Soul Reapers. "Miss, I just arrived in this town. Are the people in Karakura Town all cosplaying as samurai? How can they jump so high? ...Do they have superpowers?"

Izumi had intended to walk straight past him, but her eyes widened at his words.

His voice gave her a sense of tranquility, like walking through a vast forest.

The man and woman in white uniforms behind her both reacted with surprise to his voice and his ability to perceive the spirit world.

"You can see them?" Izumi asked slowly, limping over to him. "Are you a descendant of some hidden survivor?"