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After the one-day course ended, Aaron visited his usual sake house, following his routine.
In the blink of an eye, night had fallen. With his stomach full of food and sake, he leisurely made his way back to his residence.
In truth, when he received the notification regarding the new student orientation earlier that day, he had already anticipated who the newcomer would be.
It had been several months since he last returned to the Human World from Soul Society.
During this time, Ichigo frequently skipped classes without explanation, but Aaron understood the reason well.
After all, Ichigo was still acting as a Substitute Shinigami, tasked with eliminating Hollows in Karakura Town.
As for Inoue Orihime and the others, they continued attending classes as usual.
When Hirako Shinji appeared, Aaron immediately recalled the upcoming events in the original Bleach storyline.
Hirako would soon reveal his identity as a Visored to Ichigo, and because Ichigo struggled to control the Hollow within him, he would undergo training under Hirako and the other Visoreds.
Thinking about this, Aaron couldn't help but chuckle.
Everything seemed to be unfolding exactly as the plot dictated, progressing in an orderly and inevitable manner.
Next, Aizen's research on the Arrancar would likely reach completion.
Thinking of the powerful Arrancar army, a faint smile appeared on Aaron's face.
Before he knew it, it was late at night. Aaron returned home, rested for a while, and decided to watch some television while enjoying a drink.
However, to his mild embarrassment, he discovered that he had run out of alcohol.
Determined not to deprive himself, he tidied up and headed to a nearby convenience store.
To his surprise, just as he arrived at the store, he encountered Kuchiki Kōga.
Kōga was wearing a white T-shirt and a blue apron from Urahara's shop, looking at his teacher in astonishment.
"Teacher? What brings you here?" Kōga asked respectfully, though his expression carried a hint of confusion.
Aaron couldn't help but feel speechless.
After all, Kōga had just asked the very question he himself had in mind.
After a brief exchange, Aaron grasped the situation.
The Urahara Shop also handled restocking services for several nearby convenience stores.
Naturally, as the owner, Urahara Kisuke wouldn't personally handle these deliveries.
Tessai Tsukabishi was now primarily responsible for coordinating with suppliers and managing bulk orders at the shop.
Although Jinta and Ururu were capable of helping, their young age made them susceptible to being mistaken for child labor.
Thus, the responsibility naturally fell to Kuchiki Kōga.
Seeing how composed and dependable Kōga had become, Aaron felt a sense of pride.
He patted Kōga on the shoulder and smiled. "It seems you've fully adjusted to your work now.
Once you're done with your deliveries, let's find a place nearby to have a drink. My treat."
Hearing this, Kōga's face showed a hint of nervousness. He quickly responded, "Thank you for your kindness, Teacher. I've completed my tasks for today. I'll follow your arrangements."
With that, Kōga respectfully accompanied Aaron to a nearby bar.
Meanwhile, Ichigo had just finished a mission when he encountered a Shinigami who claimed to have taken over Rukia's duties.
As the two argued, Ichigo suddenly felt an overwhelming Reiatsu approaching from behind.
Turning swiftly, he barely managed to block an attack. To his surprise, his assailant was none other than the newly arrived student—Hirako Shinji.
After a brief exchange, Ichigo learned the truth about Hirako's identity.
"The Visored?" Ichigo muttered to himself in confusion.
At that moment, two powerful Reiatsu signatures caught Hirako's attention.
Ichigo, too, noticed them and turned toward Hirako, who had been speaking confidently moments ago.
"It seems that, like Mr. Urahara, Hirako was once a student of our teacher," Ichigo thought to himself.
By the time Aaron and Kuchiki Kōga emerged from the bar, it was already early morning.
Under Kōga's persistent insistence, Aaron relented and allowed him to accompany him home for safety.
Just then, a loud scream pierced the night air, drawing their attention.
In the distance, a young man with orange hair was sprinting toward them at high speed.
A menacing Reiatsu, filled with raw hostility, followed closely behind him, surging in their direction.
"Damn it, Ichigo! Why am I so unlucky?! Help!"
The Mod Soul possessing Ichigo's body cried out as it bolted toward Aaron and Kōga.
"Run! It's dangerous here!" it shouted before dashing past them.
At some point, a monstrous figure clad in a white robe had silently appeared beside Kōga.
"Master," the creature said with a respectful bow.
Kōga's expression turned grim as he faced the looming figure approaching them.
"A Menos Grande? But… why does it seem even larger than usual?" Kōga murmured. Then, turning to Aaron, he declared, "Teacher, leave this to me."
A few moments later, a towering Menos Grande, nearly ten meters tall and draped in a tattered green cloak, emerged from the swirling dust.
"Huh? Where's Kurosaki Ichigo? Did you hide him?" The Menos Grande scoffed. "But your Reiatsu… it smells quite delectable."
Hearing this, Kōga's expression instantly turned ice-cold.
Ignoring the Hollow, he bowed to Aaron and said, "Teacher, please wait a moment. I'll take care of this."
Aaron gave a slight nod, observing the Hollow with mild amusement.
"Muramasa, handle this. Don't waste our teacher's time," Kōga commanded coldly.
The Menos Grande bristled in anger at Kōga's words.
As the first Arrancar created by Aizen, it brimmed with confidence.
Tasked with eliminating Kurosaki Ichigo, it had vowed not only to kill him but to wreak havoc on all of Karakura Town.
Yet, things had not gone as expected. Rather than fighting back, Ichigo had simply fled upon seeing it.
This only bolstered its confidence in its own strength.
However, the three figures before it not only blocked its path but even dared to dismiss it as a mere nuisance.
Enraged, the Menos Grande drew its massive Zanpakutō, a towering blade nearly ten meters long, and roared as it brought it crashing down toward the ground.
At that moment, Muramasa, dressed in his flowing white robe, radiated a dazzling purple glow as he casually intercepted the attack with his bare hands.
"Hmph."
With a disdainful snort, Muramasa unleashed a wave of purple energy that enveloped the Hollow's massive Zanpakutō.
In the next instant, the Menos Grande performed an action no one expected—it turned its blade on itself.
Scarlet blood splattered everywhere as a massive head tumbled to the ground, followed by the immense body collapsing like a felled tree.
Aaron watched as the Menos Grande slowly disintegrated into ash and shook his head with a smile.
With its demise, a mysterious box materialized on the ground a short distance away.
At that moment, the familiar sound of the system prompt echoed in Aaron's mind.
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