Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō

"I want it all!"

Masatsuki Aozaki leaned in close to Kisuke Urahara, raising a hand into a claw-like shape with a crisp "click-click" sound, perfectly mimicking the Leopard Head from Justice, My Foot!.

"That's too much. Sure, the game was your idea, but I'm the one actually making it," Urahara pouted. "How about this—40-60, with me taking 40?"

Masatsuki narrowed his eyes and stared at him, shaking his head slightly without a word.

Urahara pulled a bitter face. "Thirty-seventy, that's my bottom line. I really can't go any lower!"

"Ten-ninety."

"Twenty-eighty."

"Deal," Masatsuki said flatly.

"You damn swindler! No wonder Kūkaku called you one!" Urahara finally realized what had just happened and looked at him with a face full of indignation. "Is this how you did business in Rukongai?"

"Of course not. In Rukongai, it's all about fists." Masatsuki shrugged. "Talking won't get you anywhere in a place like that—you'll just get beaten up."

"You should be grateful this isn't Rukongai, or I'd be negotiating with my fists right now." Masatsuki shook his head, sounding genuinely regretful.