Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"The countdown has begun."

Akira grabbed Yoruichi's wrist and glanced at a non-existent watch. "You have ten hours left. If you don't want to be locked in the maggot's nest, hurry up."

Urahara Kisuke: "?"

Do you only have ten hours a day at home?!

His brain was working at lightning speed.

Judging from Yoruichi Shihouin's attitude towards this person, it's not hard to guess that the person in front of her is very likely Kisaragi Akira, who has been mentioned in rumors recently.

The genius of the Spirit Arts Academy rose to prominence in the Thirteen Teams in an extremely short time, transforming himself into the most sought-after figure.

There are even rumors that this Ruyue Ming has an extremely improper relationship with her own captain.

If the other party whispers something in your ear, it's not impossible for you to be sent to a den of maggots, or even a palace of repentance.

With that in mind, Kisuke Urahara immediately began working at his desk, and the mountain of files descended at a rapid pace.

When the files were almost finished, Ru Yueming pulled out a few and glanced at them briefly.

Ah, very good.

Know every word.

He casually handed the file to Yoruichi beside him, nodding in satisfaction.

"Well done, now let's talk about the reward..."

In fact, Urahara and Aizen are opposites of the same type of people; the former belongs to the conservative faction, while the latter belongs to the radical faction. Their attitudes toward the Soul Society's system and the Soul King are completely opposite, which is why Aizen angrily cursed Urahara when he was sealed away.

Chapter 132 Ruyueming's Reward

"Is there really a reward?"

Urahara Kisuke was a little surprised.

He thought Ru Yueming was the kind of ugly class that exploits people, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually keep his word and be completely different from the two-faced upper-level bureaucrats.

"That's natural."

Ru Yueming clapped his hands, indicating, "You can come in now."

Kisuke Urahara peered out the door, curious about what reward the other party would prepare for him.

However, before the corners of his mouth could even curve into a smile, his expression had already frozen.

Stacks of files piled up in the room until it was completely full, leaving no room to even step.

Upon seeing so many files, Kisuke Urahara's face turned from white to green, and he felt completely overwhelmed.

He retracted his previous statement.

Ruyueming is even more despicable than those high-ranking officials in Soul Society!

No, it should be said that no one is more vile than him.

Normally, because the Grim Reaper is an immortal being, its work efficiency is relatively low.

Sometimes, it's quite normal for a task to take seventeen or eighteen days to complete.

Kisuke Urahara was a master of slacking off, taking ten minutes or even an hour to complete a task that would normally take only one minute.

of course.

If that were all, he would have been severely reprimanded by his superior long ago.

The problem is that Kisuke Urahara always delivers perfect work results.

In that case, it seems that a lower efficiency is not a problem.

Kisuke Urahara was very satisfied with this lifestyle; spending his free time fishing and walking his dog—this was how people should enjoy life.

Until someone came along.

"So many people will die."

Kisuke Urahara's facial features are distorted and extremely abstract, resembling a bitter gourd that has come to life.

"Life is precious, but love is more precious."

Ru Yueming patted him on the shoulder and comforted him earnestly, "For the sake of freedom, both can be given up."

"Kisuke, you don't want to be locked up in a maggot's nest at such a young age, do you?"

Because Kisuke Urahara worked in the 3rd Division of the 2nd Squad, he knew very well how filthy and chaotic the maggot's nest was.

Let alone being taken in, even if he were put in charge of managing the maggot nest, his mental state might collapse.

But with so many files, it shouldn't be too much to spend several months or even a year sorting them out, right?

"I just did the math."

As Yueming reminded him, "It took you two hours and eight minutes to process the previous pile of files. The files here are ten times that number."

"Including rest time, I will come to check on you at this time tomorrow."

Urahara Kisuke: "?"

So you have a good sense of time!

The evil bureaucracy!

After acting as an NPC and issuing a quest to Kisuke Urahara, Akira Kisaragi led Yoruichi away.

He had great faith in Kisuke Urahara's abilities.

To the average person, those files would take several months to complete, and even with multi-party cooperation, it would still require a great deal of time and effort.

But for Kisuke Urahara, this amount of work was nothing.

Even if it's troublesome, can it be more troublesome than creating the Hogyoku?

If Urahara Kisuke is given enough time, he probably won't have time to develop the Hogyoku anymore.

In this way, Sousuke might no longer have to commit such a heinous crime as harming his colleagues.

He was so worried about his adopted son's future that he was practically breaking his heart.

After the two left, Kisuke Urahara stared at the mountain of files in front of him, his bitter expression slowly fading as he vigorously rubbed his face with one large hand.

Immediately afterwards, a cold snort rang out in the room.

"Luckily, I was prepared and had a backup plan."

"Otherwise, wouldn't we really be busy all day?"

Kisuke Urahara twitched his lips, trying to calm himself down, but seeing the files piled up all over the room still made him break down a bit.

It's too much.

He has seen more files than he has seen today since he joined the Second Division.

…………

Yoruichi was freed from her duties after handing over all her work to Kisuke Urahara.

The first thing they did was to take Ruyue Ming to visit various noble families, as the longer a noble family existed, the more attention they deserved.

The nobles were initially somewhat impatient when they heard the knocking.

Thinking about it, how could there be such a foolish person to disturb us at such a crucial moment of dividing the spoils? Don't they know that counting the money is the most important thing?

But when the door opened and they saw who it was, their attitude immediately changed:

"Ah, it's Lord Kisaragi and Lord Yoruichi! Distinguished guests, please come in!"

"Butler, prepare tea, and fetch the treasured premium Feather Robe Tea!"

"Secret techniques concerning internal organs? I'm truly sorry, our family has never collected anything like that."

……

He visited dozens of noble families, but still couldn't get the results he wanted.

However, to Ru Yueming's surprise, the nobles she visited today were not as arrogant and domineering as rumored.

It could even be described as extremely polite.

Both the etiquette and the hospitality were impeccable.

Even more outrageous, after learning of their request, they simply opened the warehouse door and let the two of them go in and make their own selections.

Even when they didn't get anything of value, the noble members would respectfully escort the two to the door, apologizing profusely, practically bowing 180 degrees to say goodbye.

"These arrogant nobles are actually quite easy to talk to."

Ru Yueming said thoughtfully, "It's not as exaggerated as the rumors suggest."

Yoruichi: "..."

It's obvious that this guy is unaware of the terrifying influence he wields in District 6.

Here, the five noble families are undoubtedly the supreme rulers.

Among them, Tsunayoshiro is the strongest king in the heavens, only one step away from becoming a god.

However, this powerful entity was brought down by someone, and its patriarch was not even left with a complete corpse.

The outlaw who caused all this is still at large.

Now that he's visiting, how many nobles would dare to give him a hard time?

Do you really think Ru Yueming's fist isn't strong?

The two strolled along, stopping frequently to eat and take things, until they reached the depths of the aristocratic street, where they stood before a grand mansion that was luxurious yet understated, and imbued with profound cultural significance.

"If the Kuchiki family doesn't have it yet, then we'll have to think of other ways."

The Grim Reaper noticed the two from a distance and immediately went back to report.

Inside the mansion, in the reception hall.

Kuchiki Ginrei sat across from the tea table with a smile and nodded to the two of them.