Chapter 4
Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryusai let out a heavy breath. The recent events had made his burden even heavier, and the fact that Aizen Sousuke was still alive worried him. Leaning against the back of his chair, the Captain-Commander examined the list of shinigamis he had considered. They were some amendments that had to be made to the shinigamis entering Hueco Muendo.
"This is tiring," he muttered and closed his eyes.
No sooner had he done that, another voice said, "Ha, it's rare to catch you like this, Yama-jii."
Without opening his eyes Genryusai said, "What are you doing here? Have you stabilized the gargantua yet?"
"Sure," came the reply. Yamamoto raised one eye and looked at Urahara Kisuke, leaning against his oak desk, twirling his green and white stripes hat, looking every bit at ease. With a grunt, the Captain-Commander pushed himself upright and handed Urahara a list. "These are the people going to Hueco Muendo. I want you to relay the message to then."
"Me?! I'm no more a shinigami," Urahara protested.
"You still a researcher in the Thirteen Squadrons. Just do it."
Still spinning his hat on his finger, Urahara glanced at the list. The Kuchiki Clan is going, so is the hollow and the ex-ryoka captain. When he reached the bottom of the list, Urahara's eyes widened. "Are you sure about this? Yama-jii. Letting him go to Hueco Muendo?"
"Yes. Aizen is out there, and he had so much time to prepare. In addition, he had somehow gotten the hollow of Kurosaki Ichigo to serve him. Without letting him know the truth, we won't be able to win. I am willing to take the risk," said the tired Genryusai. "Now go."
With a slight inclination of his head, Urahara flash-stepped out of the Captain-Commander's room and towards where he set up his gargantua. There, he inputted his message into the soul butterflies. What was Yama-jii thinking, Urahara thought, sending him to Hueco Muendo like that?