Extracurricular Guidance

"F-Five hundred?" Urahara stared at the small cloth pouch before him, unable to believe it.

Such a small space could actually hold so many. Had the production of temporary souls already become this refined?

"What, not enough?" Fengjin leaned back in his chair, propping one foot on the table as he asked.

"No, that's not what I meant. I only wanted to ask Captain Hikifune for some academic guidance..." Urahara Kisuke lifted his gaze from the pouch of temporary souls and looked firmly at Fengjin.

"Thank you, Mr. Fengjin! But I can't accept this."

"You..."