The black cat moved with elegant steps and planted a paw on Urahara's head.
Kisuke Urahara stared at Asano Kiyoshi. The dense bloodstains across his face bore witness to the inhumane treatment he had just suffered.
Looking at the aggrieved Urahara Shopkeeper, Asano Kiyoshi felt a surge of satisfaction. Right now, he only wanted to say one thing to Kisuke Urahara:
"The pain you've gone through isn't even one ten-thousandth of mine!"
Yoruichi haughtily licked her paw, then said in her mature voice:
"You damned bastard, Kisuke. You actually made Little Kiyoshi buy that kind of thing. You deserved the beating I gave you!"
Urahara wanted to retort, but looking at the sea of white in his arms, he simply could not bring himself to speak. By Soul Society's standards of age, Asano Kiyoshi could even be considered a minor...
It really was somewhat illegal...
Helplessly, Urahara immediately changed the subject. Looking at Hirako Mako, who was still haggling with the shop owner's wife outside the store, he said to Asano Kiyoshi:
"Little Kiyoshi, when you visit someone else's home, remember not to talk too much. Don't press them about things they don't tell you. Knowing too much won't do you any good... You need to understand that your only purpose in going there now is to learn from them how to perfectly control the Arrancar spiritual pressure within your body. As for everything else, anything involving those matters, ignore it all."
"It's not that I don't want you involved. It's that your identity is special. What you carry on your shoulders is not merely your own life. Besides, you're still far too weak right now. If you want to know more, then work hard and become stronger. I believe that one day, you'll become another sun of Soul Society."