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Time flew by like a white steed, and before anyone knew it, more than a year had passed since the Shiba family returned to Seireitei.
During this long period, Urahara Kisuke and Kurotsuchi Mayuri worked tirelessly, or more accurately, under the coercion and enticement of Aozaki Reiji.
These two mad scientists actually succeeded in developing a groundbreaking technology whose influence was enough to change the entire medical system of the Gotei 13.
One must know that they faced not only immense pressure from Aozaki Reiji, this results-oriented enforcer, but also the strict disciplining of Yamamoto, this short-tempered Old Man.
"So, the Twelfth Division's experiment has been completed, and they now possess mature technology that can restore Jūshirō's health?"
In the Squad One Barracks, Yamamoto gazed thoughtfully at his smiling young disciple opposite him.
In a corner nearby, Kyōraku Shunsui poked his head out curiously, his eyes eagerly fixed on the two ecstatic senior and junior disciples before Yamamoto.
Unlike his usual slovenliness, there was a rare hint of seriousness in his eyes at this moment.
And the focus of his attention was, without a doubt, on Jūshirō Ukitake.
"Jūshirō can really recover his health?"
Upon hearing Yamamoto's words, Kyōraku Shunsui's face revealed unconcealed joy, and he even laughed out loud involuntarily.
He and Jūshirō Ukitake had known each other for centuries; they were not only fellow disciples from the same master but also close friends with deep personal ties.
With such a profound friendship, how could he not feel excited and thrilled upon hearing the news of his good friend's imminent recovery!
"Captain Kyōraku, please mind your image. Since official business has been concluded, return to your Squad as soon as possible and stop making a fool of yourself here."
Captain-Commander Yamamoto glanced at his proud disciple out of the corner of his eye, his hand trembling slightly as he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
Although he appeared calm on the surface, Yamamoto's inner excitement was actually no less than Kyōraku Shunsui's.
It was only out of the composure expected of a teacher that he still tried to maintain a steady demeanor.
But all of this did not escape the eyes of his three attentive disciples, which warmed their hearts.
"That kind of thing is no longer important, Yamamoto."
At this moment, Kyōraku Shunsui had already cast all other matters aside. He strode into the room and excitedly asked Aozaki Reiji:
"Reiji, are you sure Kurotsuchi Mayuri has truly developed a reliable technology that can cure Jūshirō?"
Kyōraku Shunsui's question represented his doubts and worries, fully exposing his distrust of Kurotsuchi Mayuri.
After all, Kurotsuchi Mayuri was a mad scientist who came from the place called "Maggot's Nest," and Kyōraku Shunsui indeed found it very difficult to trust him.
However, Kyōraku Shunsui still believed in his junior disciple.
Therefore, he urgently wanted to get a clear and affirmative answer from his junior disciple.
At the same time, beside Kyōraku Shunsui, Jūshirō Ukitake's originally ashen face now showed a faint trace of color.
He also looked at Aozaki Reiji with anticipation and a hint of nervousness, as if placing all his hopes on this answer.
Aozaki Reiji took a small sip of tea, then put down the cup and said firmly:
"Both the Captain of the Twelfth Division and I can guarantee that this technology is absolutely effective and will definitely cure Senior Disciple Jūshirō."
"Kisuke has personally conducted strict tests on it, and there's definitely no problem!"
After saying these words, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The tea tastes quite good today; Yamamoto's tea ceremony skills seem to be getting more refined."
"If that's the case, then there's no time to lose."
Old Man Yamamoto's walking stick struck the ground with a crisp sound. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spoke:
"Don't delay any longer, Reiji. Immediately take Jūshirō to the Twelfth Division."
Old Man Yamamoto's voice was steady and firm, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"This Old Man hopes to hear the good news from you as soon as possible."
He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp, intently fixed on Aozaki Reiji and Jūshirō Ukitake before him.
"I hope that the next time we meet, the one standing before this Old Man will be a perfectly healthy disciple."
This time, his tone was full of concern and expectation.
Hearing Old Man Yamamoto's words, Jūshirō Ukitake immediately knelt on the ground and respectfully bowed his head, saying:
"Please rest assured, Teacher. The next time we meet, this disciple will surely stand before you with a healthy body!"
Kyōraku Shunsui, who was beside them, fell silent. He muttered to himself, "...And what about me? Old Man Yamamoto, did you forget about me?"
Thinking this, Kyōraku Shunsui opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, but Yamamoto retorted:
"You stay here. Didn't you not want to leave? Then just wait for news here with this Old Man."
Yamamoto leisurely held his hot tea, casually glanced at Kyōraku Shunsui, and took a small sip.
Kyōraku Shunsui watched their receding figures and let out a helpless sigh:
"Old Man, at a time like this, why do you have to make things complicated?"
"Didn't you notice how much Jūshirō likes our junior disciple now? There's no need for all these tricks."
Just as he was about to lift one foot, a somewhat authoritative voice came from opposite him:
"Sit down!"
"Alright, Old Man Yamamoto, why do you need to get angry? Look, it's just a trivial matter."
Kyōraku Shunsui quickly and obediently sat back in his seat, tightly gripping his teacup. The words he spoke somewhat eased Yamamoto's expression:
"I have full confidence in our junior disciple. Let them handle it; I'll wait here."
After a long silence, Yamamoto sighed and said calmly:
"Shunsui, I've always thought you were my smartest disciple, but it's a pity you always like to act so lazy."
"This Old Man often thinks, if only you weren't a lazy bum."
"Old Man Yamamoto, if you say such things, this disciple will be heartbroken." Kyōraku Shunsui's eye twitched.
You know I don't want to be Captain-Commander, and I'm listening to you now by not going with them.
Isn't it too much to make a personal attack like this!?
Yamamoto shook his head helplessly.
He was just a little disappointed.
If Kyōraku Shunsui had the ambition, even if his strength was a bit lacking, in his opinion, he would still be the best candidate for Captain-Commander.
Although Kyōraku Shunsui could be unreliable at times, he was essentially a conservative like him, or more professionally, a conservative reformist.
As for Aozaki Reiji's ideas, sometimes even he couldn't understand them.
Perhaps this was the difference in eras!
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