You're Simply Lawless!

"What... did you say?!"

"You're saying Kisuke will be executed?"

Yoruichi's face filled with disbelief. Standing on tiptoe, she reached out and tightly grabbed Kenma's collar.

They were obviously just minor matters. How had it escalated to executing a Seated Officer?

And he was to be publicly executed on the Hill of the Executioners, before everyone.

Was it really that serious?

Kenma grabbed Yoruichi's hand and gently pried it off his collar.

How had his fiancée awakened the [Holy Letter D] at such a young age?

"There's no helping it. That's what the law stipulates."

"Yoruichi, as the captain of the Second Division, surely you don't mean you don't even know your division's rules and regulations?"

Yoruichi winced from the pain of Kenma's grip. She struggled, unable to pull free, but then felt his hand loosen considerably.

At that moment, though, she had no mind to care about the mockery in Kenma's words.

Because she truly did not know those division regulations.

Just looking at them gave her a headache.

Even division affairs had always been pushed onto her vice-captain and Seated Officers.

Learning of such grave consequences from her fiancé, Yoruichi patted her chest in lingering fear.

"Good thing I haven't agreed yet."

"Luckily, you stopped him beforehand. Otherwise, Kisuke would've been done for."

"Thank you, Kenma. I never thought you were actually a good person."

Was his wife giving him a good-person card?

Kenma's expression turned strange, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to his usual impassive face, maintaining that stern, old-fashioned poker face.

Seeing Yoruichi get fooled so easily, Yellow Hair, who stood at the doorway with a weak and pitiful look, stepped forward and loudly warned her.

"Yoruichi-san, don't be fooled by his sweet talk!"

"He was the one who told me to submit the application report in the first place."

At that moment, Kisuke Urahara had shed his usual weakness and gloominess. His gaze sharpened as he looked at Kenma.

"Back then, I went to you several times and never received your approval, Yanmo, Seat Four. You said it did not meet the proper procedure, so I wrote an application report."

"Wasn't all of this your deliberate scheme to frame me?"

Prompted by Kisuke Urahara, Yoruichi immediately came to her senses and looked at Kenma, who was holding her hand.

Ah, his eyebrows really were thick.

His face looked like that of a rigid, stubborn old man. One glance told her he was the sort who did not know how to adapt.

We definitely won't get along in the future...

So why did Father choose someone with such a completely opposite personality to be his son-in-law?

What bad luck, what bad luck...

Wait, now isn't the time to be thinking about this random nonsense!

Right, Kisuke's matter!

Yoruichi's thoughts scattered for a moment before she quickly came back to herself. She repeatedly nodded, echoing Kisuke Urahara's words.

A trace of suspicion appeared in her eyes as she looked at Kenma.

"Frame you?"

Contempt seeped into Kenma's voice.

"Urahara, Third Seat, your previous funding request did not comply with procedure. That was why I told you to submit application materials. So tell me, was there anything wrong with me handling matters according to procedure?"

"Th-There wasn't."

Kisuke Urahara's tone softened.

Kenma continued to press him. "Urahara, Third Seat, you wrote those application materials yourself. I didn't force you to write them, did I?"

"...I wrote them myself."

The momentum Kisuke Urahara had just built up instantly weakened.

"You see? When did I ever frame you?"

"I rejected your application to protect you. But what did you do?"

Kenma's voice abruptly became stern.

"I meant well, yet you refused to appreciate it. You even brought Yoruichi here to make a scene before me. What exactly are your intentions?"

"Th-This, I... but..."

Kisuke Urahara stammered as though he had become tongue-tied. His eyes darted wildly in panic, but he could not form a complete sentence.

Kenma sneered inwardly.

So what if he possessed the intelligence recognized by both Aizen and Yhwach? He was still a young man with little experience in the world and an unsteady temperament.

He buried himself in his own world of technology and research, paying no heed to matters outside it. His experience and worldly knowledge were pitifully lacking, and he was still far from having the shrewd, calculating mind he would possess later.

He was so shallow that even after becoming a captain, he was restrained by his own vice-captain, only coming to his senses after Shinjī Hirako reminded him.

How could someone so incompetent and ignorant possibly be a match for a person like Kenma, who had clawed his way up from the bottom?

Seeing Kisuke Urahara at a loss for words, Kenma pressed his advantage.

"Urahara, Third Seat, then let me ask you this: did you know that the items you wanted to purchase in those applications violated the various laws and regulations of the Seireitei and the Gotei 13?"

"This..."

For a moment, Kisuke Urahara did not know how to answer.

If he said he did not know, then he would be accused of not remembering the division's rules and regulations, and another huge charge would be pinned on him.

But if he said he knew, then he had knowingly broken the law, making his offense even worse.

Either way, he was trapped.

Judging from Kenma's attitude now, it was clear that he had no intention of letting him off easily.

He could only turn pleading eyes toward Yoruichi.

Feeling her childhood friend's gaze, Yoruichi immediately looked at her fiancé with a trace of pleading in her expression.

"Kenma, Kisuke just didn't think it through at the time. Please forgive him this once, okay?"

Her voice was more soft and gentle than ever before.

It was the first time Kenma had heard Yoruichi speak in such a tone.

The rage and killing intent in his heart surged.

Yet his face remained as calm as ever.

"Yoruichi, under normal circumstances, since even you have asked me, naturally I would have no reason to refuse."

"But now, Urahara, Third Seat, has acted far out of line. If I do not pursue the matter, others will think the Shikokuin Family has lost its dignity. In the future, everyone will probably think they can step on us."

Hearing Kenma invoke the Shikokuin Family once again, Yoruichi did not know what to say.

She put on a moved, pitiful expression as she looked at Kenma.

Yet inwardly, she was searching for flaws in Kenma's words and a way to save Kisuke.

She could not just let Kenma defeat her like this!

Otherwise, after they got married, would she have any authority left as head of the household?

Kenma ignored Yoruichi's deliberately pitiable expression. Endless authority shone in his eyes as it bore down entirely upon Kisuke Urahara.

"Urahara, Third Seat, regardless of whether you knowingly broke the law or truly did not know the division's Regulations, you slandered me before both Yoruichi, the captain, and Hō, Seat Officer, claiming that I deliberately framed you. What exactly are your intentions?"

"Relying on your close relationship with Yoruichi, you disregard the laws of the Seireitei and the Gotei 13, showing not the slightest reverence for the division's Regulations!"

"Such reckless behavior."

"You're simply lawless!"

Under Kenma's barrage of questions, Kisuke Urahara's face instantly turned deathly pale.

Only then did he finally understand that the other man truly wanted to kill him!

He was intelligent and possessed a photographic memory, so naturally he remembered those rules and regulations clearly.

False accusations carried the same punishment as the original crime. Added to his earlier offense of knowingly breaking the law, the two crimes would be punished together. Though he would not be executed, his Chain of Binding and Soul Sleep would be destroyed, causing him to lose his Shinigami powers.

And if the report on his requested funding were submitted to the First Division...

The outcome would naturally be a seat on the Hill of the Executioners.

Yoruichi also realized at that moment just how serious Kisuke Urahara's crimes were. Her competitive urge to best her fiancé instantly vanished.

She hurriedly clenched Kenma's rough, large hand.

She looked at Kenma. The affected expression on her face was gone, replaced by unprecedented solemnity.

"Kenma, I'm asking you too. For my sake, let Kisuke off this once!"

"He already knows he was wrong. He won't do this again!"

She could feel that Kenma truly had killing intent.

If she continued treating this matter playfully, then the next time she saw Kisuke Urahara, it might really be on the Hill of the Executioners.

And hearing Yoruichi speak this way made Kenma even less willing to spare Kisuke Urahara.

"No!"

As soon as those words fell, an almost imperceptible killing intent instantly erupted and swept through the room.

Though faint, that killing intent was incomparably solid.

Its source was neither Kenma nor Kisuke Urahara, but someone else.

Yoruichi turned toward the doorway. The killing intent came from the petite figure standing there.

Her expression changed drastically.

"Saeaya, put away your killing intent!"

"Now isn't the time for you to throw a tantrum!"