I Bound Aizen

Seeing his appearance, Ichigo was a little surprised:

"Hey...what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Ishida shook his head:

"No, it's just that my grandfather and I asked you something yesterday, and my father heard it. He hung me on the wall with a spiritual arrow, and hung me there all night..."

He didn't say a word.

That is, his father gave him a death order and he was absolutely not allowed to cause trouble to Kurosaki Ichigo again.

In this regard, Ishida Uryu just pretended not to hear it.

When Dad said this, he was obviously still afraid of death.

As long as he defeats Kurosaki Ichigo, he will naturally change his mind!

Hearing Ishida's words, Ichigo shook his head with emotion.

Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite...

Ishida said solemnly:

"Kurosaki, in our battle yesterday, you did not use the power of the Death God, so the victory or defeat does not count!"

"Today, you use the power of death and we will fight again!"

Hearing this, Ichigo shook his head:

"forget it."

"What? Are you scared?!"

"It's not that you're afraid...it's because when we fought yesterday, I already had a basic idea of ​​your strength."

As he spoke, Ichigo opened his lunch box.

"Your basic skills are good, your spiritual arrows are fast and fierce, and your accuracy is also very high."

"But... your combat experience is too poor. In your usual training, you should only be shooting at targets, and at best you can only hit targets, right?"

"If you fight too few people, you will be like you, with stiff movements and slow reactions."

"No matter if I use the power of a Quincy or the power of a Shinigami, you can't defeat me."

"Don't underestimate me!"

Ishida Uryu's face turned red with anger.

Seeing him like this, Ichigo tilted his head.

If it were Yu Mikami, what would he do if he encountered this situation...

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked enlightened.

Under Ishida Uryu's gaze, he grinned:

"Ishida, since you want to fight me so much, it's not impossible."

"But there's a price to pay."

"cost?"

Ishida frowned slightly.

Ichigo nodded and said, "You are the young master of the Ishida family who runs a big hospital, so you must be very rich."

"Starting tomorrow, you can bring me something delicious and add food to my lunch."

"As a ticket, you can fight me, how about that?"

Hearing this, Ishida was slightly startled.

It's that simple?

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

As if he was afraid that Ichigo would regret it, after speaking, he quickly turned around and left.

At noon on the third day, Uryu Ishida appeared on the roof on time carrying a bag.

Looking at the size of the bag he was carrying, Ichigo was a little dazed.

As he watched, Ishida opened the lid, revealing a forty centimeter-high basket inside.

When you open the lid, you will see a variety of high-end tempura.

Next, here are various dishes and soups.

Below are the snacks.

At the bottom, there is a special insulation layer, which contains a variety of cold and fresh food such as sashimi and sushi.

"Is this enough to fight me?"

Ishida Uryu looked serious.

"If it's not enough, I'll ask the butler to deliver it."

Ichigo fell silent.

Bastard, he also runs a hospital, why can't his father be so generous?

Speaking of which, Mikami Yu once teased himself once, saying that his father was a super noble and owned various industries, but he just didn't let himself know.

Hehe, whoever believes this kind of thing is a fool.

Shaking his head to throw all these things out of his mind, he raised the corners of his mouth:

"That's enough, that's enough. Come on, let's fight quickly and eat together after the fight!"

"There's so much, I can't finish it."

"Well."

Ishida responded casually.

He didn't care much about eating or anything, he just wanted to defeat Kurosaki Ichigo quickly and prove his strength.

As he watched, Ichigo's body flashed with light and separated from his body.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was wearing a black death suit and carrying a machete on his back, Ishida Uryu swallowed.

This is...the God of Death!

He took a deep breath and gathered his spiritual bow.

Today, I have to prove to my father that I am stronger than the God of Death!

After more than ten seconds, Ichigo put away the knife and clapped his hands:

"It's not bad. It's better than I thought."

"Although I don't have much combat experience, I react very quickly."

Returning to his body, he carried his lunch box and came to Ishida's lunch box.

"Come on, Ishida, let's eat together!"

He imitated the way Mikami Yuu usually greeted him, smiling and inviting the young Quincy to come and dine with him.

Ishida was covered in dust and could barely get up.

"No... no need, I will continue to practice, and when we meet next time... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Ichigo grabbed his neck and pulled him over.

"Okay, don't talk about that. We are all psychics, so we should have a better relationship!"

"Mikami said that all psychics in the world are one family, except for the Quincy... Oh, you are the Quincy."

"Forget it, he has a Quincy girlfriend himself. What's wrong with me having a Quincy friend?"

"Here, I'll treat you to fried shrimp!"

Ichigo smiled and gave it to Ishida with the luxurious lunch he had just received from Ishida Uryu.

The latter wanted to struggle away, but found that this **** **** of death was so powerful that he couldn't break free at all.

In despair, Ishida picked up a fried shrimp with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

On the fourth day, Ishida came to challenge him with lunch, but Ichigo easily solved it.

The two had lunch together.

On the fifth day, it was easy to solve the problem and have lunch together.

On the sixth day, we had lunch together…

The young Shinigami and the Quincy slowly established a friendship through their sparring sessions and meals.

Relaxed and happy daily life passes by quickly.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

New Year's Day has passed, and the time has come to March.

As winter passes and spring comes, it rains continuously.

After dinner, Ichigo said he went out to play with his classmates and went out with an umbrella.

Recently, he felt that Yu Mikami was a bit fishy.

It was clear that he was in a critical period of practicing the blood-moving equipment, but Mikami Yuu was always absent.

Although his Quincy teacher is Bambietta, in the final analysis, Bambi is just a subject teacher.

His real master is Yu Mikami.

At this time, if that guy didn't take a good look at himself, where would he go?

Thinking of this, little Ichigo clicked his tongue, feeling a little unhappy.

Arriving downstairs at Bambietta's house, he pressed the apartment number.

After a while, Bambietta's yawning face appeared on the small screen.

Seeing Ichigo, Bambi said lazily:

"Yu isn't here."

After saying that, she was about to hang up the call.

Ichigo said quickly:

"Then where did he go?"

Bumby shrugged:

"I don't know. He has been very mysterious recently. I don't know what he is doing."

This time, she didn't give Ichigo Kurosaki a chance to continue asking, so she hung up the call and went back to catch up on her sleep.

In the past few days, Mikami Yuu didn't come to her place, so she had to solve the problem by herself and couldn't sleep well.

However, as a competent hot weapon, she knew that at times like this, she could not cause trouble to Yu Mikami.

When Yuu is done, he will naturally reward himself.

Both Shinigami and Quincy are immortals, so living for thousands of years is not a problem.

He and Yuu have plenty of time and can definitely afford to wait.

Downstairs in the apartment, Ichigo was holding an umbrella and looking thoughtful.

Where will that guy Mikami go?

After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes and began to release his spiritual power.

Soon, his reiatsu covered half of Karakura Town.

The existence of Yu Mikami was not found.

I don’t know if the range is not large enough, or Mikami Yuu hid it too well, making it impossible for him to find it.

Then...explore further and explore more precisely!

Ichigo took a deep breath and began to forcibly increase his output.