Division 12, Technology Development Bureau.
Kisuke Uhara stood at the door early, waiting. When Makiya arrived via Shunpo, he immediately approached enthusiastically, pulling Makiya's arm as they walked inside.
The Technology Development Bureau was an organization established only after Kisuke Uhara took over as the Captain of Division 12. It was filled with eccentric and talented individuals gathered by Kisuke.
Everyone in the bureau was a talent, and they spoke pleasantly. Aside from not looking much like humans, everything else was quite good.
Normal Soul Reapers felt that the atmosphere of Division 12 was strange. The people here were focused on their own affairs; even when Kisuke Uhara passed by them, they had no intention of standing up to greet him.
Makiya followed Kisuke Uhara all the way down, arriving at the lowest level of the Technology Development Bureau.
Kisuke Uhara performed a series of operations on a computer, and a hidden door popped open on the wall.
Behind the hidden door was a super massive space, filled with desolate hills, and there were even clouds and a sun above, as if it were a real miniature world.
"Quick, it's just a short distance ahead."
Between a cluster of hills, several large instruments were placed. Two Soul Reapers stood between the instruments, their bodies covered in various information collectors, and a large number of data cables were even inserted into their bodies through various openings.
Both of them had very distinctive features, giving Makiya a slight jolt of surprise.
"Let me introduce you. This is the Chief of the Communication Technology Research Department and the Radio Measurement Department: Hiyosu."
Kisuke Uhara pointed to the person... or rather, the fish on the left, and said.
Hiyosu looked like a fish victim of nuclear wastewater discharge; his body was dark green, and his two bulbous eyeballs looked as if they might fall out of their sockets at any moment. His entire body was an equal mix of human and fish characteristics.
"Sixth Seat Makiya, please give me your guidance," Hiyosu said with a grin.
"This is the Chief of the Capture Department: Akane," Kisuke Uhara continued the introduction.
Akane was a standard human, but she was equally impressive, solely because she had assets comparable to Tsunade at her peak. Her style of dress was also very bold and open, showing no hesitation in displaying her beautiful figure.
Makiya had a deep impression of her.
Of course, it certainly wasn't because of her figure, but because in the original work, when she was attacked by Ichigo Kurosaki's companion [Kon], her right breast directly popped out like a fist, knocking Kon unconscious and capturing him. This had deeply shocked the young, innocent Makiya at the time.
Makiya thought reflectively that with this Venus-flytrap-like capture method, it was no wonder Akane could serve as the Chief of the Capture Department.
"Sixth Seat Makiya, please give me your guidance." Akane bowed, her loose white shirt unable to hide her charms.
"The two of them are volunteers for the Arrancar-ification experiment. Sixth Seat Makiya, your task is very simple." Kisuke Uhara put on a pair of special glasses, his tone becoming serious and earnest.
Once he entered his work state, within his area of expertise, Kisuke Uhara would become exceptionally reliable.
"When I say stop, just use your Zanpakuto to separate the foreign energy within their bodies."
Saying this, Kisuke Uhara pulled a blue-black gem from his robes. The gem was embedded in a transparent polygonal crystal, emitting a magnificent glow.
"This is the Hogyoku. After the experiment begins, I will inject a small amount of Hogyoku energy into the two volunteers. Makiya, you..." Kisuke Uhara explained the experimental plan in detail.
Makiya had already guessed what he wanted to do, but he still patiently listened to the explanation and nodded to indicate he understood.
"Good, then let the experiment begin!"
With the injection of the Hogyoku's power, Hiyosu and Akane began to shake violently. Suppressed moans of pain reached Makiya's ears.
The dense sensors on their bodies began to operate, and a large amount of data was collected and entered into the computer. Kisuke Uhara watched the screen with glowing eyes, as if those lines of data were alluring beauties.
In the eyes of a man like him, feminine charms held no attraction; instead, a novel experiment was far more heart-stirring.
Hiyosu and Akane began to struggle violently. Their spiritual pressure gushed out uncontrollably, rising steadily. Kisuke Uhara pressed a button, and special restraining devices emerged from the ground, firmly fixing the two in place.
A thick, white, turbid liquid erupted from their body's apertures. Sensors failed one after another. A cold, ominous aura enveloped the surroundings, and their spiritual pressure became extremely unstable.
The data climbed to its peak and then began to drop.
"Now, Makiya."
"Understood."
Makiya immediately performed Shikai. Chisato's red blade swung out flames, completely swallowing the two.
The two, who were struggling unconsciously, seemed to sense something abnormal and began to resist violently. However, the bright red flames were extremely overbearing, directly suppressing their spiritual pressure with brute force, invading their bodies, and deconstructing the foreign energy injected by the Hogyoku.
That was the power belonging to Hollows.
The flames burned, and the white liquid was pulled out of their bodies bit by bit, forming basketball-sized energy clusters hovering above them, staying quietly within the flames.
"Such powerful suppression," Kisuke Uhara praised. "I was prepared to use Benihime to help you suppress it, but I didn't expect you could do it alone. Having strong spiritual pressure really does let you do whatever you want."
He pulled out a specially prepared syringe he had ready, stuck it directly into the white liquid, and pulled the plunger, sucking all the liquid into the syringe.
Hiyosu and Akane gradually returned to a state of calm. Makiya retracted his Shikai, and the two actually opened their eyes immediately.
Kisuke Uhara didn't seem surprised. He reinserted the sensors that had just disconnected and immediately began checking their physical conditions.
"Incredible, simply incredible."
Kisuke Uhara looked at the computer, his eyes shining.
"Their spiritual potential has increased; they've broken through their own limits. My guess was correct. Wait, I still need to check their spiritual pressure, and their internal organs..."
Makiya leaned in toward Kisuke, his head spinning as he looked at the rows of data.
With the other's excited state of mind, would he still remember the promise made to him?
"Hey, Makiya kid."
A mature female voice interrupted Makiya's thoughts. Turning around, he saw it was the Captain of Division 2, Yoruichi Shihoin.
"Calling you Sixth Seat Makiya seems too formal. I'll take the liberty of calling you Makiya kid. You won't mind, right?" Yoruichi Shihoin showed a provocative smile.
"So it's Captain Shihoin. You can just call me Makiya. I am not a kid," Makiya said with a smile.
"Want me to change how I address you? Of course, as long as you can beat me, everything is negotiable." Yoruichi Shihoin used Shunpo to reach the top of a hill and beckoned to Makiya.
It turned out the opponent Kisuke Uhara had found for him was Yoruichi Shihoin. It made sense; they were childhood friends, so it was just a matter of asking.
Makiya understood and followed immediately with Shunpo.
Seemingly with the intent of testing Makiya, Yoruichi's speed became faster and faster. Makiya had no choice but to push his Shunpo to the limit, barely able to see Yoruichi's shadow.
"Dammit."
Boom!
Spiritual pressure erupted, and a large crater was instantly blasted into the ground. Makiya's body swayed, his footing slightly unstable.
"Hey, hey, Makiya kid. Is this all you've got?"
Yoruichi doubled back, crouching on the hilltop like a cat, her tone very annoying.
Makiya's mouth twitched, and he chased after Yoruichi with Shunpo again. Their figures constantly disappeared and reappeared, as if in a continuous series of spatial jumps.
"Makiya kid, Shunpo isn't about whose spiritual pressure is stronger. Your technique is too crude, you idiot," Yoruichi taunted incessantly.
Makiya felt a surge of anger. He fixed his gaze on Yoruichi's feet, capturing the flow of her spiritual pressure and her exertion techniques. He constantly adjusted himself, and his speed increased once more.
"Hmph, you're improving quite fast. But if you want to catch up to me at this level, you're still far off." Yoruichi used a special Shunpo technique, widening the distance from Makiya again.
'This kid's learning speed is so fast.'
Although she was harsh with her words, Yoruichi was very surprised in her heart. Makiya's Shunpo speed was increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye. This level of talent was truly rare, perhaps even stronger than that kid from the Kuchiki family.
'This guy, why was he so low-key before? Lately, it's like he's a different person.'
Whoosh, whoosh!
Two figures kicked up a wild wind, racing across the desolate wasteland.
Suddenly, Yoruichi stopped, standing on the summit of a hill.
Makiya followed closely, stopping on a nearby hilltop to face Yoruichi.
"Not running anymore?" Makiya asked, refusing to back down.
"Running? This place is far enough that it won't disturb that fellow Kisuke. We can have a proper showdown now."
Yoruichi Shihoin stretched comfortably like a cat, then slapped her palms together and grinned broadly:
"Kisuke said you were eager to fight strong opponents. It just so happens I haven't stretched my muscles in a while. Don't disappoint me too much..."
"Shunko!"
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