Hearing Hirako Mako's question, Kimura Muyang showed a smile on his lips.
"The next period of time will not be as easy as now."
"A long-lost actual combat for a hundred years."
Seeing the smile on Kimura Muyang's lips, Hirako Mako's face turned bitter.
"It's really troublesome."
"But my body is indeed stiff. It really can't go on like this. There is really no other way. Let's feel the feeling of fighting for the first time in a long time."
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiaoba, but the missions for the next period of time may be very tiring. After all, it's not easy to completely isolate the fluctuations caused by captain-level battles."
"nothing."
You Zhaotian Boxuan showed a simple and honest expression on his face, "It just so happens that I also need some exercise. From what you said, I'm afraid it won't work if I don't exercise properly."
"Okay, that's it, everyone will be busy starting tomorrow."
Kimura Muyang made the decision, and then Heiko Mako looked at each other, with a smile in his eyes. They all saw each other's decision.
"Well, I don't know exactly what you are talking about, but you seem to be planning something, and it seems to be very troublesome."
Stark had taken off the hat on his head at some point. At this time, he was rubbing his head, messing up his neatly styled hair.
Walking over slowly, Stark had a helpless smile on his face.
"Although your matter sounds very troublesome, and I hate troublesome things the most. But since this is Kimura's matter, I think I still have to help."
"Oh?" Mako Hirako looked at Stark in surprise, "Lazy Stark would actually ask for help. It's really strange!"
"Well, by the way, you are not qualified to say that to others. - There is nothing you can do about it. Although I am very afraid of trouble and don't like things like fighting, it still depends on the situation. If it is Kimura's matter, even if it is troublesome You still have to bite the bullet and go for it.”
"I said, Stark, please stop talking so sensationally. It sounds like there is an adultery between the two of you. If you keep talking, I think Nan will be jealous."
Hiyori also came here at some point, looked at Stark and said with disgust.
Hearing Hiyori's teasing, Kimura Muyang and Suzuki Nan didn't have the slightest expression change on their faces. As for Stark, there was no reaction at all, as if they didn't hear it.
Seeing that all three of them were unmoved, as if they didn't hear anything, Hiyori curled her lips in boredom, which was really not interesting at all.
"But what I care more about is, is Aizen really as powerful as Kimura said?"
Hearing Hiyori's question, Kimura Muyang smiled and said to her: "Anyway, if you are at your level, you will just go up to deliver food, and you will probably be killed instantly."
"You guy!"
Hearing Kimura Muyang's answer, Hiyori's expression changed, and she clamored to rush forward to give Kimura Muyang a good look.
"Wait, Hiyori!"
Mako Hirako hugged Hiyori quickly and prevented her from rushing forward.
"Let me go, Mako, you bald man!"
Being hugged by Hirako Mako, Hiyori could only show his teeth and claws at Kimura Muyang, slightly venting his dissatisfaction.
"Kimura-sama, is there anything I can do to help you?"
After hearing the discussion here, Harribel came over and said respectfully to Kimura Muyang, her tone was as respectful as ever, just like when they first met a hundred years ago.
"Harribel, this is our battle. It is a battle that has nothing to do with you. There is no need for you to get involved in it."
Kimura Muyang looked at Harribel and shook his head. This battle was between himself, Urahara Kisuke, everyone from the Masked Legion, and Aizen. This battle had nothing to do with Harribel and the others. They There is absolutely no need to get involved in this fight.
"But Stark"
"There's no need for Stark to get involved."
Kimura Muyang interrupted Harribel, and instead of saying that they had no reason to fight, let's talk about Aizen. In the absence of Stark and Harribel, I don't know what his Ten Blades Legion can do. , I and others should be enough to deal with them, there is no need for Stark and Harribel to fight.
"You don't like fighting. Although you have great strength, you all have an inherent rejection of fighting. A peaceful and stable life is what you like. There is no need to force yourself to participate in unnecessary battles. .”
"but."
Harribel looked hesitant and hesitated to speak.
"but."
"Although you don't need to participate in the battle, I still have something to ask you."
"Please give me your orders!"
Hearing Kimura Muyang's words, Harribel spoke without hesitation.
"We may have to trouble you and Stark to help us practice during this period. After all, we have been away from actual combat for hundreds of years. If you want to restore your combat effectiveness, there is nothing better than fighting a powerful opponent."
"I see."
Harribel nodded and said nothing more, but the look on her face already showed her will.
"That's good, get ready to close."
Kimura Muyang picked up the cup on the table, drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and said to Harribel.
"I knew it!"
Mako Hirako slapped his forehead, looking miserable and helpless.
"It really fits Kimura's style of doing things, he is always so resolute."
Different from Heiko Mako's bitter face, the others already understood his plan the moment they heard Kimura Muyang's words. As soon as Kimura Muyang finished speaking, everyone was already ready, and the three Apaches over there had already packed up the store outside and were closing the door.
"Let's go, Bald Mako!"
Everyone filed into the small courtyard at the back. When they saw Hirako Mako who was still holding his forehead and sighing, Hiyori slapped him on the face unceremoniously, leaving a mark on his face. A big slap, and then regardless of the two streams of blood flowing from Hirako Mako's nose, he grabbed his collar and pulled him towards the backyard.
"Let me go, Hiyori, you idiot!"
Being pulled by Hiyori's collar, Hirako Mako yelled dissatisfied, but it had no effect at all. Hiyori pulled Hirako Mako's collar as if he didn't hear it and walked towards the back, regardless of Hirako Mako's dissatisfied shouts. .
"Shua~~"
The door to the backyard was suddenly pushed open. The people who were doing various things there had all stood up at some point. The laziness on their bodies was swept away. They were all gearing up, and they were all very motivated. look.
Looking at everyone, Kimura Muyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the people standing there, "It seems that everyone is ready."
"Of course, we have never forgotten what happened back then. I remember it all clearly in my mind. We are about to face a war. How can we continue to be indifferent? I am waiting to see Aizen again and give him a gift. What a great gift.”
Seeing the undisguised hatred on the faces of the friends present, Kimura Muyang's eyes became a little heavier. As expected, the damage Aizen caused to them could only be washed away through his blood.
"A few months is enough. Let's prepare a big gift for Aizen. Of course, the reward is his life."
"Nan, Xiaoba."
"I see."
Yusho Tian Hao Xuan responded softly, and then clasped his hands together. A yellow thin wall opened from the palm of his hand, and then suddenly expanded, covering the entire coffee shop. As a dark light flashed, The entire coffee shop has become looming. Although nothing has changed there, people walking by outside will unconsciously ignore this place.
Suzuki Nan stretched out his hand and grasped it with his palm, as if he had caught something in the void. Centered on the entire coffee shop, invisible filaments spread out, and then disappeared into the void, unable to be touched or touched. Perception.
Kimura Muyang looked at Suzuki Nan. After getting her answer, he turned to Kensei and nodded. The latter walked to an inconspicuous place in the courtyard behind and squatted down. After groping on the ground for a while, he grabbed a place. , pulled suddenly.
As Quanxi stretched out his hand, something on the ground was pulled open, revealing a bottomless hole hidden underneath. There was a neat staircase at the entrance of the hole. Although the hole was very secretive, The stairs leading down are very well maintained.
"Let's go, I haven't been down there for a long time."
Seeing the hole exposed below, Quanxi led the way down as he spoke. As Quanxi stepped into the ground, the lights installed on both sides of the stairs lit up one by one, illuminating the stairs very brightly.
"Kimura, really, it's just a staircase going down, and it's so beautifully decorated. Isn't it completely unnecessary?"
Walking on the stairs, Mako Hirako looked at the grand and neat stairs, and couldn't help but curled her lips and complained.
"No, I think the stairs look nice when they are built like this."
Kunanbai walked slowly downstairs with everyone, while reaching out and curiously touching the things on both sides of the road, as if he was a curious baby. After hearing Hirako Mako's words, Kunanbai retracted his eyes from the walkways on both sides. , looked at Hirako Mako and said.
"Of course you said so if you didn't come down to fix it at the time. It took us a long time to fix it."
Looking at the innocent face of Kunan Bai, Hirako Mako really didn't know what he should say to her. She clearly didn't do anything at that time, but now she is still making sarcastic remarks, but she still has an innocent look on her face. , I really don’t know how to say good things to her.
While they were joking and joking, everyone had already walked up the stairs and arrived at the underground training ground.
"Xiaoba, first set up ten powerful barriers to isolate all the spiritual energy fluctuations here."
(End of chapter)