Chapter 167: Artificial Soul
Time passed quickly, and before long, the holiday had quietly come to an end.
Masatsuki Aozaki stood fully dressed, gazing at the three identical girls playing and splashing in the hot spring before him. Banshō Senran hung carefully at his waist.
Why were there three women who looked exactly alike? The answer lay with the Banshō Senran sisters.
At this moment, among the three, aside from Rangiku Matsumoto, the other two could both be called Yuhime. Not only did they share the same face and figure, but even their hair color was identical.
"Now that I've mastered Rangiku's Bankai, what's next?"
Masatsuki tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curling up as he recalled the carefully planned schedule he had mapped out for himself.
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At the entrance of the 12th Division, Masatsuki Aozaki looked at Mayuri Kurotsuchi standing across from him and asked with a grin, "Everything ready?"
Mayuri smirked, his lips curling with disdain as he lazily responded, "There's nothing to prepare. There was never anything of value to gain in that damned prison, nor anything worth bringing out."
"Besides, you lot have been keeping an eye on me the whole time. What else was I supposed to do except amuse myself with those crude devices?"
Masatsuki shrugged and spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness. "Come on now, Kirio and Senjumaru both think you're incredibly dangerous."