Yoriichi was still staring at Ichigo.
Urahara covered half his face with his paper fan and reminded him with a smile, "Yoriichi, let's agree on this first: don't hit him too hard."
"I know."
"But don't hit him too lightly, either."
"I'll keep it under control."
"You guys..."
A voice suddenly rang out.
"What are you talking about?"
Everyone turned at once.
At the center of the apparatus, Ichigo had opened his eyes. The black Reishi wrapped around him gradually dissipated, and the Substitute Shinigami Badge dropped back into his hand.
"Ichigo, how do you feel now?"
Yoriichi walked up to him.
Urahara, meanwhile, hurried over to the equipment and began checking the data recorded just now.
Ichigo rolled his shoulders.
"I don't feel any different."
"I didn't run into any trouble in my inner world, either. It was a little too quiet in there. That guy who used to come out and pick fights with me all the time didn't show up, either."
He was talking about White Ichigo inside him.
Ever since Aizen had been sealed, that guy had rarely appeared.
Now, even when Ichigo entered his inner world of his own accord, he couldn't find him.
Ichigo looked at Urahara.
"So, did I fail?"
"In theory, that shouldn't have happened."
Urahara stared at the data, his brow gradually furrowing.
"The Substitute Badge has already connected with your soul, but your Fullbring hasn't responded. Could it be that you haven't been under enough pressure?"
Yoriichi's eyes lit up.
"Is it my turn now?"
"Not yet."
Urahara wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"If Mr. Ichigo felt no pressure at all in his inner world, it will be difficult to meet the requirements for awakening, even with Yoriichi's help."
"I see."
The anticipation on Yoriichi's face quickly vanished.