His legs had gone somewhat weak, and Reishi flowed numbly through his body, forming one movable foothold after another.
Blue-Ink Color Reiatsu coiled around Asano Kiyoshi like lengths of supple silk. With every movement he made, that silk-like Reiatsu left streak after streak in the air.
Asano Kiyoshi stared at the white figure ahead of him, his face utterly expressionless. There was only one thought in his mind: Catch up to her!
Yet no matter how hard Asano Kiyoshi tried, no matter how he manipulated his Reiatsu, no matter how he adjusted the placement of his footholds, he remained at what seemed like a fixed distance of two body lengths from that white figure.
But Asano Kiyoshi could clearly feel that they were using the same amount of Reiatsu. Sometimes, he even used more than Yoruichi did. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he simply could not catch up to her.
His legs had long become as heavy as if they were filled with iron sand from using Shunpo for so long. Every time he lifted a foot, it was torture for his body. But Yoruichi's condition was that if he could not catch her today, he should not even think about getting a bite of dinner!
And Nel was personally cooking tonight's dinner!
In order to eat food made by Nel's own hands, Asano Kiyoshi viciously bit his tongue. The sharp pain and metallic taste filling his mouth instantly roused his spirit once more. He spread his legs and continued directing the Reishi as he rushed toward Yoruichi.
As Asano Kiyoshi desperately pushed himself, his body slowly began entering a protective state. As a kind of Reishi different from that of a Shinigami surged forth from the cells hidden within his body, Asano Kiyoshi suddenly realized that the