The Clown Big Brother

"Bankai?" Ichigo hurriedly asked. "Did Aunt run into an enemy?"

"...Well, I suppose you could put it that way."

Ichigo's eyes widened. "That's unbelievable."

"Seriously?" Renji blurted out instinctively, but his excited expression quickly turned to confusion. "Then how come none of us felt anything?"

Although the name Tsugikuni Yuko had appeared only briefly in records from Soul Society a century ago, her highest position had merely been Third Seat of the Second Division. Yet the battle against the Captain-General at Sokyoku Hill last time had already been enough to prove her strength.

She was a monster who had ended the Captain-General's title as the strongest Soul Reaper in a thousand years.

Of course, deep down, Renji still found it a little hard to believe.

For example, perhaps Yuko had borrowed the power of the Sokyoku, and the Captain-General had not been in the best condition that day.

In a head-on fight, the Captain-General was definitely still stronger.

Besides... Yuko wasn't even a Soul Reaper. How long had it been since she quit?

Yeah, that had to be it.

But if a monster of this level activated Bankai in the Human World, wouldn't the commotion overturn all of Karakura Town?

Ichigo realized it too and looked at Yuko strangely. "Yeah. If you used power on that level, we should have been able to sense the spiritual pressure."

Aunt had always been incredibly good at concealing her spiritual pressure. Even standing right in front of her, they could not feel it. But who would bother hiding their spiritual pressure in a fight? Wouldn't that be insane?

Yuko half-lowered her red, dead-fish eyes and said listlessly, "Does activating Bankai have to shake the heavens and make the ghosts weep?"

Ichigo opened his mouth. "...It still shouldn't make absolutely no sound, right?"

"Maybe