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Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Urahara Kisuke’S Bankai——Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame



In the empty basement...

Kurosaki Ichigo, Ishida Uryu, Sado Yasutora, Rukia Kuchiki…

Even the kind and gentle Inoue Orihime had her fists clenched, glaring at Urahara Kisuke with anger in her eyes.

They had learned the truth.

The Hōgyoku that had been hidden inside Rukia Kuchiki—was created by none other than Urahara Kisuke.

Not only did he invent it, but he also secretly sealed it inside Rukia's body, hoping to keep it hidden from everyone.

And worst of all—he knew everything all along, but never once went to Soul Society to help them.

Urahara forced a smile, raised both hands slightly, and said awkwardly,"Everyone, calm down… I can explain."

"No need!" Ichigo snapped, stepping forward with a cold smile. He gripped his Zanpakutō tightly."Just like before, Manager Urahara… guide me again. Let's fight."

Urahara sighed quietly and glanced toward Nanaya.

Among all of them, Nanaya was the one he feared most.Ichigo and the others were strong—but Urahara believed he could handle them in a few minutes.

At least, that's what he thought.

Suddenly, Ichigo shouted:

"Bankai — Tensa Zangetsu!"

A huge surge of Reiatsu exploded from his body. His blade shrank into a sleek black sword, and his Shihakushō transformed into a long black coat fluttering in the energy.

"What!?" Urahara's eyes widened."You're using Bankai right from the start!?"

Ichigo didn't say a word. He already knew how powerful Urahara was.So he opened with everything he had.

"Getsuga Tenshō!"

A sharp wave of black energy tore through the air, cutting straight toward Urahara like a slash from the heavens.

Facing a Bankai-powered attack, Urahara didn't dare let his guard down. He jumped back and raised his right hand quickly.

"Bakudō #39 — Enkōsen!"

A blue circular shield formed in midair—but the moment Ichigo's attack hit it, cracks spread across the shield instantly.

Before Urahara could catch his breath, Rukia stepped forward and joined the fight.

"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki."

Her pure white Zanpakutō released an icy mist.

"First Dance — White Moon!"

She swung her blade in a clean circle. The path of her sword froze everything it touched—aimed directly at Urahara's position.

In seconds, the air itself turned cold. A massive pillar of ice formed where Urahara had just been.

Luckily, he had reacted fast and dodged before it fully trapped him.

But the moment he moved, several glowing blue arrows came flying at him.

Urahara clicked his tongue. "This is getting troublesome…"

With a sigh, he finally pulled out his Zanpakutō and muttered:

"Burn… Benihime."

His spiritual pressure surged. Fireballs formed around him and launched toward the incoming arrows.

Flames and energy clashed violently, erupting into thick smoke.

But from within that smoke came a powerful force.

BAM!

A shockwave blasted toward him—it was Sado Yasutora's punch.

"Brazo Derecho del Gigante!"

Urahara's expression changed. He tried to dodge—but Ichigo had already reappeared in front of him.

With no other choice, Urahara raised his left hand:

"Bakudō #39 — Enkōsen!"

At the same time, he swung his sword with his right hand.

CLANG!

The energy shield blocked Sado's punch.

Meanwhile, his blade met Ichigo's. In just a second, their swords clashed dozens—no, hundreds—of times.

Sparks flew across the room.

"Power, speed… all focused into that one blade. That's Kurosaki Ichigo's Bankai…" Urahara thought."So sharp, so precise… it's like it cuts through space itself."

But as he fought, his expression turned serious.

"It's not just Bankai… That's real swordsmanship too. Where did he learn this…?"

When he asked the question aloud, Ichigo's face turned a little pale.

He remembered it clearly.

The brutal training.

The relentless pain.

It was nothing short of hell.

Slashed. Healed. Slashed again. Healed again.Over and over, day after day, like a never-ending nightmare...

"AHHH!!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo roared in frustration, swinging Tensa Zangetsu wildly, his voice full of pain and rage, as if trying to release all the suffering he'd endured.

He and Urahara Kisuke became two streaks of light, clashing in a flash across the basement space.

The others—Rukia, Uryu, Sado, Orihime—had no choice but to stop attacking.

The fight had become too fast. Their eyes couldn't even follow the movement, let alone get involved.

As the fierce battle raged, a pale white liquid began to appear on Ichigo's face.

It twisted and writhed—slowly forming the shape of a Hollow mask.

Ichigo noticed and instinctively raised a hand to tear it off.

"Don't worry about it. Just focus," said Nanaya calmly. With his current strength, he could easily keep Ichigo in check if things got out of hand.

Trusting Nanaya's words, Ichigo dropped his hesitation. He kept fighting, teeth clenched around the mask as it solidified over his face.

He believed in Nanaya.

He believed in his judgment.

As the mask formed, Ichigo changed. His movements became wilder—more aggressive. His voice, distorted by the mask, sounded robotic and crazed.

"Haha... yeah... that's the feeling, Urahara Kisuke...!"

He no longer held his sword by the hilt.

Instead, he gripped the long bandage wrapped around it and swung it in wide circles, launching a furious barrage at Urahara.

CLANG-CLANG-CLANG!

The harsh screech of metal echoed across the basement.

Urahara's expression turned serious."Hollow powers... Nanaya, do you understand how dangerous this is!?"

"It's fine," Nanaya replied with a relaxed smile.

Urahara's mouth twitched. He sighed deeply.Then, gripping his sword with both hands, he made his decision.

It was time to end this.

"Bankai."

The moment those words left his mouth, everyone stopped and looked over—Rukia, Uryu, Sado, even Harribel and the other Hollows.

Every Shinigami's Bankai was powerful and unique. No two were the same.

Thanks to Nanaya, they had already seen many captains' Bankai during their time in Soul Society—but none had seen Urahara Kisuke's.

Tessai Tsukabishi exhaled slowly and muttered,"It's been hundreds of years since I last saw the Manager's Bankai…"

Jinta and Ururu stared without blinking.

Even they had never witnessed it before.

Then, in front of everyone...

Urahara spoke again:

"Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame."

(TLnote-mom bro just pulled out the 2nd plane)

As his voice echoed, his usual laid-back aura vanished.

For the first time, Urahara released his full, captain-level spiritual pressure.

The air in the basement turned heavy and oppressive.

His sword transformed—changing shape and form, until it was no longer a sword at all.

It became a massive figure: a tall woman with long hair tied in a traditional bun, wearing a sleeveless kimono. Her joints were mechanical, like a puppet's.

She towered over Urahara like a guardian.

"Whoa!" gasped the crowd.

The Bankai looked elegant—almost gentle—but there was something deeply unsettling about it.

Like something wasn't quite right beneath the surface.

Sado narrowed his eyes. "I feel like I've seen a Bankai like this before…"

Uryu nodded. "It reminds me of Captain Komamura's Bankai—Sajin Komamura from Squad 7. But his version was much weaker."

"True," Rukia added. "These days, the new standard for captain-level strength is based on a few monsters…"

Everyone fell silent for a moment—feeling a bit sorry for Komamura.

Despite being a captain, he had basically become the measuring stick for "average."

A captain-level doormat.

Urahara's eyebrow twitched.Just how much had these people seen in Soul Society?

Even Bankai, the deepest secret of a Shinigami, was now being casually discussed like this…

He couldn't help but feel sorry for Komamura.

After shaking the thought away, Urahara turned his attention back to Ichigo."Mr. Kurosaki… I won't hold back anymore."

He had to defeat Ichigo quickly, before shifting his full focus onto the real problem—Nanaya.

Nanaya was the truly dangerous one.

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet-like Bankai woman behind him moved.

She slowly reached her right hand toward the ground.

The moment her fingers touched the floor, the entire room shifted.

The earth itself twisted unnaturally.

Chunks of dirt and rock came to life—and surged forward, racing toward Ichigo like living creatures.

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