Weak Ability

"It could hardly be called fast. The enemy isn't going to stand still."

Yuko Hollow squeezed her fingers. Kisuke's spiritual power was still quite high-quality, basically on par with veterans like Kyoraku and Shunsui. It was just difficult to achieve this level during battle.

Against an enemy of equal strength, let alone a few seconds, even half a second wouldn't work.

Yuko lowered her head and looked at the blood-red tattoo on the back of her hand. "I have to admit, this design looks pretty good. If I copy a few more abilities in the future, then every day of the year will look different—365 days, 365 colors."

Hearing this, Kisuke Urahara's mouth twitched. He was just about to speak when Yoruichi suddenly cried out beside him.

"Kisuke!"

"?"

"Your face..." Yoruichi covered her lips with a finger, her face full of shock.

"..." Kisuke Urahara rolled his eyes. "Quit trying to fool me. Chizuru-chan couldn't keep up with you two."

Besides, didn't he know his own body?

At most, he was just a little worn out.

Yoruichi clicked her tongue unhappily.

Chizuru smiled awkwardly. It was true that she couldn't follow this group's train of thought.

Kisuke Urahara looked at Yuko. "The speed at which you absorb spiritual power should be related to your own strength, right?"

If it wasn't, that would be terrifying.

Yoruichi asked curiously, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Mm~" Kisuke Urahara was pondering how to explain it to her.

Yuko glanced at her and said, "Let me put it this way. If it were Yoruichi, you'd already be sprawled on the floor by now."

Yoruichi's expression darkened again.

Yuko said, "The absorption of spiritual power isn't that useful. After all, enemies aren't going to foolishly stand there and let you absorb it. Even someone at Urahara's