Tenjirō Kirinji looked thoroughly displeased.
He hoped that bastard wouldn't pull anything strange.
Under the eyes of all three, Yamabuki Chidori entered the Soul King's palace. The Soul King was still the same as ever, encased in a yellow cocoon with nothing visibly amiss. His eyes were half-open, half-closed, as if neither asleep nor awake.
"We meet again. It's been over five hundred years, hasn't it?" Yamabuki Chidori greeted the Soul King, then drew his Zanpakuto and looked for a place to make the first cut.
The Soul King: "..."
You really don't waste time.
"You don't need to threaten me. With All-Knowing All-Powerful, I already know what you're here to do. I have a small gift for you this time." Perhaps to avoid being dismembered, the Soul King took the initiative and tossed something out.
It looked delicate and gave off a faint glow. Yamabuki Chidori caught it and found that it was a small piece of a fingertip.
Yamabuki Chidori raised his brows slightly.
"How did you know I was looking for this?" Yamabuki Chidori asked in surprise.
"I have All-Knowing All-Powerful. Do you think anything can escape my eyes?"
"Can you still see my future?" Yamabuki Chidori asked.
Both sides fell silent.
After what seemed like a long time, the Soul King slowly said, "A little."
Yamabuki Chidori was silent for a moment. That gave him a precise measure of his own strength.
"Since you can see the future, I won't bother thanking you. I'll come visit when I have time. I'll take this gift." Yamabuki Chidori put away the Soul King's Fingertip.
He turned to leave.
Suddenly, the Soul King called after him. "Yamabuki Chidori, I want to ask you the same question again. Would you become the Soul King and take my place? With your