I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

Anyway, Lisa is here, so we can come back another time... it's not impossible.

Shihouin and Tsunayo, just you wait, I'm not done with you yet!

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"Alright." Yoruichi tossed the glass ball in her hand, which had turned transparent again, and said to him, "The location of the sixth head of the family has been found."

Mima was overjoyed: "Where is it?"

"The forest of the 42nd ward of South Rukongai," Yoruichi replied. "That's the closest I can get. It seems using it across the dangai is more difficult than I imagined."

Mima nodded with satisfaction. "That's enough. Knowing the location gives us many more options."

“In this crisis situation… we should have contributed our share of the fighting force.” Urahara sighed from the side, “but we’ve just become traitors, and if we show our faces in Soul Society now, the situation will only get worse… so, I’m leaving it to you, Watanabe.”

“I understand.” Mi Zhen smiled. “I will come back and tell you what happened after this is over.”

"Then I'll leave everything to you."

After bidding farewell to Urahara and Yoruichi, Mima flew across the ocean without stopping.

The simplest way, of course, is to find a way to inform Shunsui and have him take a few veteran captains to deal with Shihōin Hyakugetsu, while the old man of the mountain guards the Seireitei to prevent Shihōin and Tsunayoshi's secret weapons.

But if he did that, he would find it difficult to explain the source of the information, and he wouldn't be able to take advantage of the situation to gain anything.

As everyone knows, not making a profit is equivalent to suffering a huge loss.

Chapter 95: The Treasured Item

So there's an even better way—he can find a way to resolve the issue of Shihouin Hyakugetsu himself.

However, this is not simple.

He only saw a scene of Shihouin Hyakugetsu fighting against the old man of the mountain during his historical travels.

They knew nothing about the more specific details.

Fighting under these circumstances... it's very difficult to gain the upper hand.

Fortunately, some anonymous individuals were able to offer him some assistance within their capabilities.

It's time to use that tried-and-true old remedy.

Shake people!

...But I have absolutely no desire to fight now.

Don't know why.

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So, when you're out in the world, you really do need friends.

If he hadn't come to this world, and had relied solely on his own efforts to find things, who knows how long it would have taken to sort things out—by then it might have been too late.

Now that he has the intelligence in his hands, he naturally has the capital to plan carefully before making a move.

As for how to handle it... right, first I need to place an order with Anise.

After flying for several tens of minutes, Mima quickly arrived at the small village in Kyushu where Anise was hiding.

To be honest, flying solo is a very boring thing. The wind hurts your eyes and it's very cold.

Moreover, flying for a long time can easily cause your hair to become an afro.

Upon entering the underground research lab, Anise turned around after hearing the noise. She was immediately startled by his overly avant-garde appearance and asked hesitantly, "Boss, what's this...?"

"do not worry about it."

Faced with Anise's astonished gaze, Mima simply tidied her hair, which had been ruffled by the strong winds high in the sky, and then stepped into the role of the client: "Put aside what you're doing for now, there's an urgent need."

"...Huh? An urgent need? What..."

Anise blinked, and before she could finish asking, Mima slipped a piece of paper covered in writing into her arms.

"Is it possible to make a new set of black-cavity crystals according to these requirements?"

"Let me... take a look first?"

Anise opened the paper with a puzzled look, looked at the distorted handwriting with some difficulty, and pondered for a long, long time.

First of all, the ugly handwriting is due to force majeure, because he was writing it while flying in the sky.

It's already a testament to his skill that he can still understand it. If he had used a brush instead of a fountain pen, all that would have been left on the paper would probably have been an indescribable blot of ink.

"Hmm... I've never tried it before, but it shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

Anise returned to her workbench, muttering to herself.

After pondering for a while, she first plucked out two strands of her hair, then took out a bunch of construction tools such as hammers and chisels, and began to hammer away.

After a period of welding-like processing, she handed two new crystal pendants, one blue and one red, to Mizhen.

“That should work.” Anise wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, “The red part can only open the black cavity leading to the blue part. If you input spiritual pressure into the blue part, the red part will also light up.”

As for where the sweat on the illusory mask came from, Mima was also very curious.

"very good!"

Mima appreciatively stuffed the two pendants into his pocket, then turned around without pausing and made a sweeping motion in mid-air with the original black crystal.

"Thank you, I'll get you some food in Hueco Mundo later—but I'm busy right now, so I'll be going now." Before he finished speaking, he stepped into the Black Chamber.

"..."

Anise's fingers twitched, and she raised her hand as if to ask him to stay, but after a long while, she lowered it in disappointment.

"I was also planning to show him the new results..."

She touched the edge of her mask twice, and somehow, the pale color gradually faded until it became transparent.

Although the mask is still there, one can still see the beautiful face beneath it.

However, if she's alone, there's no point in doing this.

Anise touched the edge of the mask again, making it pale again, then dejectedly returned to her workbench and sighed deeply.

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A few seconds later, using Hueco Mundo as a transit point, Mima returned to the other side of the ocean in the present world.

Looking at the two-story building in the mountains, Mi Zhen pondered for a moment.

Speaking of which... was today's exercise a bit too much?

It feels like I haven't stopped since I woke up until it's dark now. This must be the first time in the past twenty years.

Hopefully, once I get through this hurdle, I can finally relax and have some free time for a few years.

Shaking her head, she banished the terrifying image of dying from overwork from her mind, then took the key, went upstairs, and opened the door.

He and Aizen should be enough to deal with Shihouin Hyakugetsu, but to be on the safe side, he still needs to find a way to add another trump card to his deck.

For example... one of the first captains.

"Senior, you're awake..."

The greetings abruptly stopped.

Keep the change, please.

Because Lu Qubaiyunzhai was sitting in the living room on the first floor.

She lit an oil lamp on the coffee table, sat cross-legged on a mahogany chair, and intently flipped through a book…

Big breasts painting collection.

Mima: "?!"

Didn't I keep that thing at the bottom of the box?

How could they find this?

Those were personally selected and cut by Mi Zhen from various art exhibitions.

This unique copy, which was then printed onto paper using supernatural methods, is the only one of its kind in the world because it was never printed.

Because it hasn't reached 100 pages yet, this thing is considered a semi-finished product—after all, the art world these days still needs improvement in terms of eroticism, and it's very difficult to find works that meet Mi Zhen's standards.

Even so, it is one of the art books that Mima values ​​most!

The reason is simple—liking big things is in a man's nature.

And the attitude of Lu Qubaiyunzhai towards this item... was extremely precious.

She scanned every detail in the picture book with a scholarly, serious gaze, turning the page only after a long while, occasionally letting out a sound of amazement...

They even use themselves as the standard for comparison.

She certainly does have the qualifications...

Incidentally, there were several other art books about the human body on the coffee table, which she had probably already read or was about to read.

Oh no, liking perverts is probably a family tradition of the 8th Division.

After standing there dumbfounded at the door for a long time, Mi Zhen finally coughed, startling Rokuto Hakunsai, who was engrossed in the picture book.

"Senior." Mi Zhen paused for a moment, forcibly ignoring what was in her hand, and asked in a slightly awkward tone, "How...did you rest?"

"rest……"

Shikaku Hakunsai was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised an eyebrow as if to say, "So I was planning to rest after all?"

"That kind of thing is fine."

Her attitude suddenly became more excited, and then she carefully raised the art book in her hand, saying in a very emotional voice, "The art of painting has actually developed to this level. It's truly worth the 860 years I spent in the Abyss..."

Don't talk about sex as if it's the meaning of your life!

"If you like them, senior, I can send you a set of photocopies after I finish them."

Embarrassing as it may be, it's certainly a good thing that someone appreciates my stamp collecting skills, so Mi Zhen couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Although it may sound a bit arrogant, even if you look at the entire Three Realms, you won't see another set of pictures like this. Its production process is very complicated."

"That would be extremely grateful."

Shikaku Hakunsai nodded excitedly at first, but then sighed a few seconds later: "...No need, I probably won't be able to wait until then."