The Unforgiven in Shinigami, Chapter 38: The solemnity of the funeral cannot represent respect. Silbern, on the cliff edge of the Dark Forest.
There was a newly turned-up mound, semi-circular in shape, with a stone tablet in front of it and a pile of flowers placed there.
Kisuke Urahara placed a bouquet of flowers on top of the pile of flowers, his expression somber.
In his plan, this person absolutely shouldn't have died so young; at least Rukia's chances of dying were far greater than Yasutora Sado's.
However, people are not cogs in a machine; they will always do things that are beyond imagination at times.
Is it worth it?
Ichigo Kurosaki, standing nearby, couldn't help but ask.
Kisuke Urahara straightened up, pressed down his fisherman's hat, and said, "If you're asking whether it's worth it for Mr. Chad, then we'll have to see what Ms. Kuchiki and Miss Inoue do next."
If you ask me about cooperating with the Quincy, my answer is that it's worthwhile.
Even if they are enemies?
Ichigo Kurosaki wore an expression of incomprehension. From the very beginning, he had wondered why they had to cooperate with the Wandenreich.
That Yhwach doesn't seem like a good person; we're destined to turn against each other in the future.
It would have been better to fight them to the death and kill Yhwach.
With Mr. Shiraishi around, he felt that the idea should be fine.
Kisuke Urahara gave a wry smile and said, "Mr. Kurosaki, I understand that Yhwach is an enemy, but do you understand Aizen?"
Compared to him, Yhwach was kind and gentle, not in terms of appearance, but in terms of a deeper spiritual quality.
Kurosaki Ichigo asked in confusion, "What spirit?"
"The human will to rebel, Yhwach's policy of fear, will always provoke resistance."
Aizen is different. He's the type who won't let you realize you're being oppressed. Only when he deems you unimportant will you understand his ruthlessness.
Kisuke Urahara lowered his eyes and said, "However, by then, it will be too late for anything you want to do."
If we fail this time, everything will be reduced to nothingness, and the whole world will face eternal darkness.
Ichigo Kurosaki remained silent. He had heard the name Aizen from many people and knew he was a formidable opponent, but he still couldn't quite grasp just how formidable he was. "Is he really that terrifying?"
"Yes, it's worth uniting all our forces to defeat them."
Kisuke Urahara, his solemn expression vanishing as he smiled and said, "That's true, but if we work hard, we still have a good chance of winning this war."
Ichigo Kurosaki didn't speak. In the heat of battle, there's no time to think; he can only keep fighting.
When you have free time, your mind inevitably gets filled with more thoughts.
He looked at Inoue, who was silently shedding tears, Rukia, who was comforting her, and sighed inwardly.
Now that things have come to this, he can only continue on this path and see how it ends, so that Chad's sacrifice will not have been in vain.
"Alright, let's not stay here too long. Let's go back to the Dark Forest first, and then I'll tell you the next plan."
Kisuke Urahara clapped his hands. The plan he had been conceiving for many years was for this battle, and it was time to make proper arrangements.
To determine the fate of the world.
Bang! Shiraishi kicked Kisuke Urahara off the cliff, sending him tumbling down the precipice. "Waaaaah!"
A Kisuke Urahara erupted from below, but he didn't care at all. "Let us go down."
"Uh, Mr. Shiraishi, are you sure that guy won't fall to his death?"
Ichigo Kurosaki looked utterly astonished.
"Don't worry, he's tough."
Shiraishi retorted, shouting, " Orihime, Rukia, stop making that face! Cheer up! Chad sacrificed his life to protect you, not so you could cry and whine about him. Ugh!"
Before he could finish speaking, Retsu Unohana kicked him off the cliff.
Although he could have avoided it, Shiraishi willingly let himself be kicked down in order to ease the tense atmosphere.
My eyes were a little disoriented as I plunged from light into darkness; faint lights flickered below.
Shiraishi moved closer to that direction, the sound of the wind growing louder in his ears, and the tiny light gradually growing larger.
The massive structure, comprised of turrets and buildings, rose again, its three chimneys spewing white steam outwards, and the lights shining through the windows resembled the eyes of a monster.
Kisuke Urahara came out of the house, complaining, " Captain Shiraishi, please don't kick me like that! I was almost scared to death."
"Not punching you is already a result of my restraint. After all these years, I've waited until Hueco Mundo but I'm still not Hueco Mundo."
Shiraishi rolled his eyes and scoffed, then waved his hand, " Bakudō Number Thirty-Seven, Tsuriboshi."
A hammock woven from Spiritual Power floated in the air, its rays extending from all sides and clinging to the trees and rock walls to catch anyone falling.
"Aaaaaah!" Ichigo Kurosaki was the first to fall, landing safely on the hammock. He sank deep into it, quickly rolling over and leaping out of the hammock. "Phew, that was close, I almost got crushed."
"Ah!"
"..." Ichigo Kurosaki suddenly realized the direction of the sound was wrong. He looked up and was met with the bulging of his clothes.
At this moment, Orihime Inoue's large breasts released a powerful pressure.
There was no way for Ichigo Kurosaki to dodge; he could only passively open his arms and catch Inoue's sister, who was falling from the sky.
"Ugh." Ichigo Kurosaki was knocked to the ground, and he could vaguely hear cracking sounds coming from his lumbar spine as he was pushed more than ten meters away.
Orihime Inoue realized she had landed, stopped covering her eyes, quickly stood up, and looked herself over, saying, "Huh, am I alright?"
Recalling the sensation she had just felt, she suddenly realized it must have been the Shinigami's Kidō. She waved to Shiraishi on the balcony and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Shiraishi."
As she spoke, she ran towards that spot, never once glancing at the human-shaped crater.
"Cough cough."
Ichigo Kurosaki shakily reached out and placed his hand on the edge, slowly getting to his feet. "My back..."
Orihime Inoue ran back into the house and found that everyone was there except for Ichigo Kurosaki. She asked in confusion, "Where's Kurosaki- kun?"
Shiraishi thought that naturally naive girls could be quite scary sometimes, and pointed outside.
She glanced outside and shouted, " Kurosaki- kun, you're too slow! Everyone's waiting for you!"
" Inoue!"
Ichigo Kurosaki yelled, but gritted his teeth and didn't reveal that he was acting as a human cushion.
After all, that's where we'll settle down first.
He blushed, recalling the sensation of steel turning into cotton, and said, "I know, I'll be right there."
Ichigo Kurosaki dusted himself off, rubbed his back, and ran back inside.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Kisuke Urahara didn't waste any time and said, "We will now return to Mount Taiping and wait for Captain-Commander Yamamoto to release the other captains one by one."
During this time, I will train Kurosaki- kun to master the ability to Hollowfication.
"Captain Shiraishi, I hope you can infiltrate the Pantheon with the Spatial Transfer Stake so that the Wandenreich can reach Aizen's location at the Pantheon as quickly as possible on the day of the operation."
Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Solemnity of a Funeral Does Not Represent Respect (Free Reading)