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Chapter 707 I'm Not His Mother
Yu Zi frowned, somewhat impatiently: "So what exactly is this Bount?"
“It’s the Barre…” Kisuke Urahara covered his face and took a deep breath. “Although there aren’t many of them, that race, like the Quincy, is a being with special abilities.”
Yuko, leaning on the table with her cheek propped up by one hand, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Not many? It's not another massacre by your Grim Reaper, is it?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Kisuke Urahara continued, "The difference is that Quincy only have the ability to manipulate external spiritual particles and destroy Hollows, while Bounts can absorb human souls as their own sustenance."
Yuko raised her eyes: "Sounds like a vampire?"
“That’s right. Quincy, no matter what, are born as humans and die as humans.” Kisuke Urahara pressed down the brim of his hat. “But Bounts can absorb human souls to gain immortality.”
"It seems that due to different times and places, they have also been called vampires or something like that."
Yuko couldn't help but exclaim, "There really are vampires?"
She originally thought that Quincy, who valued pure blood and mixed blood, were more like vampires.
Yuko tapped her fingers on the table. A vampire that feeds on human souls, huh?
Isn't this a professional match?
Vampires are ghosts too.
She wasn't really interested in Aizen and the Seireitei's mess, as long as they didn't harm ordinary people. But since this Bount had already endangered ordinary people, then she...
"However, Barwin has only ever made his move to steal souls during human burials."
Yuko blinked: "Is there a difference?"
"Huh?" Kisuke Urahara was taken aback. "What I mean is, they don't usually harm ordinary people."
“But humans have souls, right? Humans don’t just die and become nothing; their souls are a continuation of life.” Yuko was still lying face down, propping her cheek up, but her tone had changed.
"Isn't this murder?"
It's a good match for my major.
Yoruichi and Kisuke Urahara both had the same thought in their minds.
“Gaining immortality by taking the lives of others—no wonder this race is so rare. They deserve to be hunted down by vampire hunters.” Yuko said, then suddenly asked, “Who are the vampire hunters?”
"...rumors should not be taken at face value."
Yu Zi drooped her eyelids: "So, does that mean they can only be active at night?"
Kisuke Urahara shook his head: "No, there's no indication that the Bount can only operate at night."
"What? So the rumor that vampires are afraid of sunlight is false. Rumors really can't be believed." Yuko tapped the table with her index finger again and again.
Talking to Yuko always felt like a struggle for Kisuke Urahara. He considered himself to be the one who loved to tease people the most, but he never expected there to be such a master.
Kisuke Urahara rubbed his forehead and said, "So, Ms. Ikuko, you agree?"
Yu Zi rolled her eyes: "You should at least give me a reason. What exactly do I have to agree to?"
"Regarding the special training of Kurosaki and his group," Kisuke Urahara said solemnly, "I don't actually care about the existence of the Bounts. Their hunting of human souls is actually within the scope permitted by Soul Society."
"But Aizen will come back sooner or later."
Yuko looked up and asked, "Oh? You mean I can only see the small things right in front of me?"
"..."
Just as Kisuke Urahara was breaking out in a cold sweat, he heard Ikuko say, "It's not that I agree or disagree, I'm just a little curious..."
Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi looked over upon hearing the sound.
"I'm just their teacher, not their mother. What good is my agreement?"
"..."
“Haha…” Kisuke Urahara chuckled, waving his fan, “I didn’t express myself clearly. What I meant was that I hope you won’t interfere with this special training, Yuko.”
"Huh? You're not going to scold me, so why should I take action?"
Yoruichi propped her cheek up with her hand and yawned: "This guy means he's planning a sneak attack."
Kisuke Urahara narrowed his eyes: "In short, no matter what happens next, Ikuko, just find an excuse to avoid it."
"Don't let it turn into the boy who cried wolf." Yu Zi drooped her eyelids.
"Don't worry, I'll let you know in advance before the special training starts, even if it's just to cause trouble... cough."
Yu Zi finally understood; this guy was just being proactive.
"Whatever you want, just don't kill anyone."
"No, no, no~" Kisuke Urahara hurriedly waved his hand, his fan waving rapidly, "On the contrary, it's to keep them from dying."
"Because Yuko, you're too strong."
Kisuke Urahara suddenly dropped his playful demeanor, and under his green and white fisherman's hat, his deep eyes stared directly at Ikuko.
"That's how it was back in Soul Society. Because you were there, whether it was Ichigo or anyone else, they all subconsciously felt a sense of security that Ikuko-sensei would always be there to back them up in the end."
"This sense of security can be a deadly poison for soldiers who are still growing."
"Okay, okay." Yu Zi waved her hand casually. "Next time something like this happens, just let me know over the phone. There's no need for me to make a trip."
"Can't you tell I'm very busy?"
No... I can't tell at all.
Yuko's eyes shifted slightly as she glanced at Renji in the kitchen: "I see. Is this kid on your special training list too? Is that why you wanted to stop him?"
“No, to be precise, he just happened to be dispatched here,” Kisuke Urahara said, fanning himself. “He just happened to be staying with me temporarily.”
"And then, coincidentally, I became acquainted with Ichigo Kurosaki."
"If a stubborn guy like that finds out, Kurosaki and the others will probably figure it out very quickly."
Yuko said speechlessly, "So you've included him in the calculation?"
Kisuke Urahara covered his face with a fan: "This was a last resort."
"Alright, I'm leaving." Yu Zi stood up. "You guys handle it."
"Walk slowly~"
Kisuke Urahara smiled and waved, "I'll call you next time I want to eat hot pot."
Yu Zi paused, turned slightly, and left with a dangerous glint in her eyes: "I think you're addicted to getting things for free, aren't you?"
Kisuke Urahara huddled in the corner, trembling.
Yoruichi was left speechless.
With two clowns like you as friends, she'll probably live several hundred years less.
……
Although Yuko didn't like Aizen, she knew that when Aizen returned, he would inevitably become Ichigo and the others' enemy.
So even if she had no objection to it, she wouldn't stop Kisuke Urahara from giving Ichigo special training.
Although this person often doesn't like to tell the truth and prefers to keep things to himself, and has done many outrageous things in his thirst for knowledge, Yuko believes that he still has his own bottom line. This can be seen from the fact that Urahara Kisuke did not use the souls of ordinary people to study the Hogyoku, otherwise she would not have treated Urahara Kisuke with a smile.
……
The next day, Karakura Town No. 1 High School.
The September sun was still scorching, and the cicadas' desperate chirping proclaimed that summer was not yet over.
For students, regardless of their country of origin, the start of the new semester is rarely a pleasant experience.
In the classroom of Class 3, Grade 1.
Yuko stood on the podium, flipping through the attendance book: "Alright, first, the usual attendance book. Let me see if any of you who want to eat red beans dare to challenge me."
The students below trembled with fear, all feeling thankful that they hadn't skipped class.
"A dragon with auspicious omens."
"arrive."
"Inoue Orihime".
"Hi!"
"Ichigo Kurosaki".
"……arrive."
Kurosaki Ichigo rested his chin on his hand, gazing calmly out the window. Although summer vacation, even including the beach training camp, had only lasted a few days, it felt like an eternity to him.
In particular, he also had to face the devilish teacher on the podium who had just beaten him up.
Yu Zi closed the attendance book and glanced at the whole class: "Anyway, I heard that there are summer papers, so hand them in first."
I've heard... I've heard...
While everyone felt ashamed, they dared not disobey.
Just as everyone started passing assignments to the podium, a voice shouted from outside the window.
"Where are you? Get out here!"
"Ichigo Kurosaki! I know you're there!"
The sudden sound instantly attracted everyone in the class.
"Huh? Ichigo, is that someone you know?" Everyone curiously peered out the window. "That guy dressed like he's from the 1960s."
Hearing the noise, Yuko went to the window. Her eyelids twitched slightly. Remembering what she had promised Urahara Kisuke yesterday, she decided to ignore him for the time being.
In the past, she would have blown this guy's head off with a piece of chalk.
"Sorry, teacher!" Ichigo rushed out.
"Ah, that's a common plot in shonen manga," Yuko remarked casually. "Alright everyone, class is still in session, so sit back down."
The commotion in the classroom was quickly quelled; no one dared to misbehave in front of the monster teacher who could stand up to a brown bear.
Although there were rumors that this teacher seemed to be a very capable person, no one had actually seen her. They only felt that she was indeed rather aloof and sharp-tongued.
But after that summer, and after becoming famous for his fight with the brown bear, even the class bullies didn't dare skip class anymore.
Yuko leaned against the window and glanced down.
Ichigo burst out of the school building and dragged Renji, who was wearing a floral shirt from the 1960s, into the woods.
Yu Zi withdrew her gaze, turned around and went to the podium to organize the assignments that everyone had handed in.
boom!
Suddenly, another loud bang came from outside the window.
However, apart from Orihime, Uryu, and others who possess powerful spiritual energy, the other students remained seated with their heads down, completely unaware of the changes outside the window.
No, I should say there's one more person.
Outside the window, a gigantic creature several meters tall had its thick fingers gripping the windowpane, its head pressed against the glass, seemingly about to launch an attack.
Ryuki stared in horror at the scene, while Orihime's hand was already on the hair ornament by her ear.
“I took a quick look and I have a feeling that some of you are going to die a horrible death.” Yu Zi ignored him, lightly tapping the table with her index finger. “You have time to flirt with older women on the beach, but no time to do your homework properly.”
Yuko's words sent a shiver down Keigo's spine.
Just as the people present were getting restless, a figure flashed past the window, and Ichigo, dressed in a Shinigami uniform, slashed down a Hollow with a single sword strike.
Wow... impressive.
Ryuki's pupils contracted slightly. Such a huge creature, yet Ichigo took it down with a single blow.
Yu Zi glanced at her. After he gave her instructions yesterday, Long Gui began training in breathing techniques and had been consciously maintaining them until the moment she appeared.
"Great!"
Orihime Inoue, who was sitting by the window, stood up abruptly and happily pumped her fist.
This scene once again attracted everyone's attention.
Yuko looked up at her and said calmly, "Inoue, what's making you so happy? Tell me so your teacher can be happy too."
I don't know if the child heard Yuko's voice and didn't react, or if he's just naturally slow-witted.
"Kurosaki-kun hit..."
call out!
A piece of chalk pierced the air and blew Inoue Orihime's head off.
"Ouch!" Orihime Inoue clutched her head, finally realizing what had happened. "Kurosaki-kun hit me..."
"Swatted that mosquito!" Inoue Orihime clapped her hands together in the air as if swatting a mosquito, her signature airheaded smile on her face. "Hmm! What a big mosquito!"
The entire class fell into an eerie silence as they stared at the girl whose chalk had broken in two and lay on the ground below the podium.
Yu Zi sighed. Every day was truly a worry for her.
……
After school.
Yuko flung open the door of Urahara Store, her eyes filled with hostility: "If you don't have something important to say, I'll kill you right now."
"You've arrived? Have some tea..." Inside the room, Kisuke Urahara, who was waving to greet them, shuddered.
Two men and a woman sat obediently beside him.
A girl with short blonde hair, a middle-aged gentleman with a gentleman's beard, and a young man dressed like a ninja.
Yu Zi frowned: "Who?"
The girl with golden hair greeted him with a smile: "I'm Lilyn~"
The ninja said in a deep voice, "Zhiba."
Gentleman: "Tibetan."
Kisuke Urahara poured himself a cup of tea, his hands trembling. "See? Didn't I say I'd let you know before the special training started?"
Yuko glanced at it: "I see, is it like a soul?"
That is, to modify the soul.
"Can those three handle Ichigo and the others?"
“No problem. Abarai can’t unleash his full power in the human world, and Ishida has lost his Quincy powers.”
"With their combined abilities, they might not be unable to fight them."
Yuko asked with some surprise, "Uryū has lost his Quincy powers? What does that mean?"
Kisuke Urahara fell silent: "...Don't tell me you haven't noticed yet."
Yuko frowned: "Is it when we defeat that weirdo?"
"Probably. In order to defeat Mayuri Kurotsuchi, he used some forbidden abilities." Kisuke Urahara nodded slightly. "The price was that he completely lost his Quincy abilities."
“I see, I really didn’t notice.” Yuko’s eyelids drooped slightly.
Ishida did not lose his spiritual power, but rather the unique ability of a Quincy.
His ability to see the falsehood is evidence.
However, Yuko didn't deliberately observe him; her senses weren't always on.
Yuko shook her head: "She really is a stubborn tsundere..."
Kisuke Urahara waved his fan: "Is it because of his pride that he doesn't want others to know?"