Mists obscured the towers; moonlight bewildered the ferry crossing.
As the two talked more deeply, a thin layer of mist slowly rose around them from some unknown moment onward. Like silk blown forth by a woman, it carried a faintly seductive haze as it enveloped the entire Urahara Shop.
Kisuke Urahara looked at Asano Kiyoshi. Nothing in those handsome eyes revealed what he was thinking.
Under the lamplight, shadows fell across Asano Kiyoshi's face. His eyes, veiled by his hair, were difficult to read.
After a moment of silence, Asano Kiyoshi raised his face. The dim light fell upon it, making his entire face glow.
"I should say, as expected of Mr. Urahara..."
"Hehe, even if you praise me like that, I won't get cocky~"
Hearing Kisuke Urahara's joking tone, the tension on Asano Kiyoshi's face eased into a smile. Then, he extended his fingers. A faint golden Spiritual Pressure quietly emerged between his index and ring fingers, and with its appearance, the atmosphere throughout the room seemed to freeze.
That Reishi was fundamentally different from ordinary Reishi. Before it, ordinary Reishi not only gathered around the golden Reishi of its own accord, but some bolder particles even tried to cling directly to it, seeking to merge with it. Yet before they could draw close, those ordinary particles were flung far away.
Looking at that streak of golden Reishi, a trace of astonishment appeared on Kisuke Urahara's face. He spoke to Asano Kiyoshi in a complicated tone.
"It seems you truly have mastered this power... To be honest, there have barely been any records of this thing ever being used throughout history, much less controlled by someone. You really are difficult to figure out."
Asano Kiyoshi said nothing in response, merely smiling faintly. Then he looked at Kisuke Urahara and