The sound of clinking and clattering came from the cozy little house. When Urahara pulled open the door, the sight before him left him somewhat stunned.
"What are you two doing?"
Under the bright lights, Asano Kiyoshi lay on the floor with his mouth wide open and his eyes rolled slightly upward, while Nel kept pressing down on his chest. The clinking sounds came from Nel's excessive force, which made the table tremble and caused the bowls and plates to knock together.
Faced with this horrifying scene, Urahara froze for a moment. He pointed at Asano Kiyoshi, who was lying on the floor with white foam still at the corner of his mouth, his tone complicated.
"Um, Miss Nel, Little Kiyoshi... should I contact a crematorium?"
Hearing Urahara's words, Nel blushed and hurriedly waved her hands.
"No, no, no! There's no need for that! Little Kiyoshi, he... he isn't dead yet! Besides... if Little Kiyoshi really died, then given our current financial situation, he couldn't afford the cremation fees..."
As she spoke, Nel's eyes reddened slightly, as though she had suddenly imagined the scene of Asano Kiyoshi's death.
Seeing Nel's pitiful expression, Urahara's heart softened. He turned to Tessai and said, "Tessai, if Little Kiyoshi really dies, then as your assistant, his funeral expenses can be deducted from your salary, right?"
Hachigen Ushōda's face, which had just been mourning for Asano Kiyoshi, instantly turned solemn. Looking at Urahara Shopkeeper, he said, "Shopkeeper! If cremation is necessary, I can handle it myself. And I guarantee I can burn him far cleaner than those machines in the Living World! So there's no need to deduct anything from my salary. If you wish to give Little Kiyoshi a proper burial, you can also hire me to wail at the funeral, bury the body,