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The next day, Aaron finished his work, packed his belongings as usual, and made his way from the school to an izakaya.
At that moment, a familiar voice called out from behind him.
A cloud of dust billowed as Shinji Hirako suddenly appeared beside him in an instant.
After offering a respectful bow, Hirako looked at Aaron with admiration and said, "Sensei, please guide me in mastering my Hollow powers! I beg you!"
Aaron glanced at the deferential Hirako and immediately understood his intentions.
It seemed that Hirako and the others had already deduced that he was responsible for the commotion last night.
"Hirako, aren't you focused on helping Ichigo gain control over his Hollow powers?" Aaron asked with a slight smile. "Why are you coming to me now?"
Hirako's face turned red, and he muttered in a low voice, "I came to see you in secret… They don't know I'm here. As for Ichigo, the others are more than capable of handling his training."
Gone was the usual carefree demeanor Hirako always displayed. Instead, his expression was filled with determination as he stood in front of Aaron, both respectful and reserved.
However, Aaron simply smiled and remained silent.
In truth, given his temperament, he never hesitated to train his students when they sought his guidance. But he was well aware that the nature of the Hollow power within him was vastly different from that of Hirako and the other Visored.
Even if he wished to instruct them, he wasn't sure where to begin.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Aaron had already arrived at his decision.
Seeing Hirako's mixture of excitement and nervousness, he sighed helplessly.
Hirako, sensing his hesitation, clenched his fists. Even though he could guess Aaron's answer, he was unwilling to give up on this rare opportunity for growth.
Bowing deeply at a full ninety-degree angle, Hirako solemnly declared, "Sensei! Please! I am in your care!"
Aaron watched as Hirako bent himself so low he nearly curled into a shrimp-like posture and sighed softly.
"Hirako," he began, "since you first gained this power, you've faced countless hardships. But in exchange, you've also grown significantly stronger. You and the others must be well aware of how much your strength has improved since then.
"I know you all despise Aizen. If not for his actions, you might still be living a peaceful life in Soul Society. However, I hope you understand one thing: strength alone is not always enough."
Hirako seemed to grasp the weight of Aaron's words, yet he found himself momentarily speechless.
Aaron gently patted Hirako's shoulder and smiled. "By guiding Ichigo, you are actually helping yourself in the process."
Then, as he turned to leave, he added, "Alright, I'll be off. Make sure to train Ichigo well."
Hirako watched Aaron's retreating figure, lost in thought. By the time he snapped out of his daze, Aaron had already disappeared from the street.
Suddenly, a massive fireball descended from the sky with terrifying force, crashing directly into a park in Karakura Town.
Boom!
A deafening explosion followed, leaving a crater five to six meters deep at the impact site.
Curious onlookers quickly gathered around the crater, peering down at the scene.
However, despite standing in the center of the destruction, the two figures clad in white robes remained invisible to human eyes.
"Yammy, let's move. Lord Aizen has given us our orders," Ulquiorra Schiffer stated indifferently, glancing at his brutish companion.
Yammy Llargo grunted, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "Tch. The spiritual density in this world is pathetic… And what's with these ants staring at us?"
He scowled at the humans observing the crater above, his irritation evident.
Ulquiorra barely spared them a glance. "They can't see us. Forget them—we have a mission to complete."
But rather than heeding Ulquiorra's words, Yammy leapt to the edge of the crater, opened his mouth wide, and began absorbing the souls of nearby humans.
Moments later, he clicked his tongue in disgust. "Ugh… Souls with barely any spiritual power taste awful!"
Just as the two were about to leave, a young girl struggled to her feet in the distance, terror in her eyes as she gazed upon the two towering figures approaching her.
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Having fully mastered his Hollow transformation the previous day, Aaron was in a good mood and had indulged in a few extra drinks at the izakaya.
After his meal, he patted his stomach contentedly and stepped outside with a satisfied grin.
Just then, several powerful Reiatsu signatures flared up in the distance, catching his attention.
Among them was Kurosaki Ichigo's Reiatsu.
The other two were not only stronger than Ichigo's, but they also carried a distinct, ominous aura.
Arrancar.
Aaron quickly recalled the events of the original Bleach storyline and immediately recognized the two spiritual pressures.
The fourth Espada, Ulquiorra Schiffer, and the tenth Espada, Yammy Llargo.
A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, and in the blink of an eye, his figure vanished.
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Meanwhile, in the park, Kurosaki Ichigo's battle against Yammy raged on.
With his injured comrades behind him, Ichigo's fury burned hotter.
"Bankai!"
A red and black glow engulfed him as his Reiatsu surged dramatically.
For the first time, Yammy began to feel overwhelmed.
Just as Ichigo prepared for another attack, that familiar, sinister voice echoed within his mind.
"Let me take over… Heh heh heh!"
Ichigo's eyes widened in horror. He knew exactly what this meant—the Hollow within him was trying to seize control again.
The mere thought of losing himself to that darkness sent a wave of revulsion through him.
Yet, as his enemy charged forward, he realized, with a sinking heart, that his body was no longer responding to his will.
Boom!
A powerful strike sent Ichigo hurtling through the air.
Enraged, Yammy let out a guttural roar, raising his massive sword to deliver the final blow.
Ulquiorra, watching with cold detachment, regarded Ichigo with nothing but disdain.
So this is the human Aizen-sama sent us to observe? he thought. How utterly disappointing.
Just as he assumed the battle was over, a sudden surge of immense Reiatsu flooded the battlefield, suffocating in its intensity.
Boom!
With a thunderous impact, Yammy was sent flying, his massive frame tumbling like a ragdoll.
A new player had entered the fight.
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