Aizen entered the World of the Living
to wipe out Karakura Town.
In order to stop him,
the Soul Reapers took up positions in the World of the Living
to face the invasion.
Under orders from Genryusai,
to enable captain-class to battle in the World of the Living,
Urahara constructed four pillars on each side of
Karakura Town that formed a giant Senkaimon.
He then swapped a fake Karakura Town,
that was built in Soul Society, with the real Karakura Town.
Furthermore, Genryusai stationed four Soul Reapers,
Ikkaku Madarame, Izuru Kira,
Yumichika Ayasegawa and Shuhei Hisagi,
at the base of each pillar
and assigned them to defend the pillars.
The four easily defeated the Hollows
that attempted to destroy the pillars,
but they are now faced with Espada Barragan's Fracciones
standing in their way.
Oh.
What is it, Ichimaru?
Well,
I get the feeling,
Izuru is really angry.
You're worried about the subordinate you abandoned?
You can't blame him for being disheartened.
It doesn't seem that way.
What?
I'm glad to see him doing so well.
I like it.
That's the face I wanted to see.
That's the face of a man in battle!
Scrape the Summit, Aguila!
– Break! – Break!
– Break, break, break, – Break, break, break,
– break, break, break! – break, break, break!
Break down along with your spirit!
Break down along with your nose!
What do you mean, "Break down along with your spirit"?!
Everything you say is so nasty, you ugly bastard!
Yeah? Well you said, "Break down along with your nose"!
The things you say when inflicting damage are so specific,
it pisses me off, you ugly bastard!
– Who're you calling "ugly," – Who're you calling "ugly,"
– you bastard?! – you bastard?!
I've been listening to you call me "ugly" over and over.
The one calling someone "ugly" is the real ugly one, you know?!
Have you been counting correctly?
You've said ugly three more times than I have!
If calling someone "ugly" makes you ugly,
then doesn't that make you three times uglier than me?
Shut up already!
It doesn't seem like talking will do any good.
So I have a proposal.
Let's make it simple.
Proposal?
The one that dies is the ugly one.
I like it.
I can prove that I am superior in both strength and beauty.
You really never stop talking, do you?
That makes me happy.
You're welcome.
All right, shall I get just a tad bit serious then?
Special kill…
Beautiful Charlotte Chuhlhourne's…
Miracle, Sweet, Ultra-Funky, Fantastic, Dramatic, Romantic,
Sadistic, Erotic, Exotic, Athletic Guillotine Attack!
Oh my, did he die?
Was that too strong maybe?
I'm not that easy!
That much power in one attack.
Damn monster.
Oh? Lost your energy?
You can't compete with my beauty
if you're already like that, you know.
Who's lost energy?
That "killing technique" just now,
I was just feeling sick because of that god-awful name you gave it.
What?! Are you jealous?!
You're jealous of my unique and exceptional taste, aren't you?!
It's jealousy, isn't it?! Be honest!
Stop talking nonsense
while swinging that funny hair all over the place!
Did you stick seaweed in there to get that hairdo?!
S-S-S-Seaweed?!
How dare you call my lovely black hair,
black as the darkness of night, with its healthy, shiny cuticle,
seaweed, of all things!
If you're going to say that, then you're a toadstool!
You black toadstool!
Black toadstool?!
When it's all said and done, you're just feeling inferior
because you couldn't stop my wonderful killer technique.
You're really too much.
Your mouth is the only thing that's still active.
Why don't you give it another try?
Then you'll see just how pathetically overconfident you are.
Oh really?
Since you insist…
Let's try this one more time, shall we?!
Here he comes!
Go!
Special kill!
Beautiful Charlotte Chuhlhourne's
Perfect, Stylish, Dangerous, Psychedelic, Variable, Economical,
Continental, Incredible, Unbelievable
Shining Attack!
Take this!
So you can fight!
Still say I lack energy?
It seems you do have energy. I'm glad.
That's what I expect of my rival.
Rival, eh?
Sounds like you've acknowledged me.
Not that I'm glad, of course,
coming from someone with a weird hairdo like you.
What?!
You ugly piece of crap!
How dare you ruin my beauty, so perfect in every way that
it leaves people gasping in admiration and amazement,
so perfect, it deserves more than praise!
Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable!
Absolutely unforgivable!
Is he going to do it?
Glitter!
Reinas de Rosas!
What?!
What the hell is that?!
That's a fresh reaction.
Nice.
A beauty truly unimaginable to someone so ugly…
is how I'd describe myself.
This design, that goes from my shoulders to my waist,
is an embodiment of true beauty
that conjures a silhouette of flowers.
And wonderfully completes a look
that possesses both novelty and elegance.
At the ankles and wrists is…
Shut up!
Sorry!
Oops!
I impulsively apologized!
I mean, that was sneaky!
No way.
I can't help it…it's so ridiculous.
Odd… I thought I heard Yumichika's harsh laughter.
That couldn't be,
not during a fight.
Whoa!
I told you, you're too slow!
You can't win a fight with just muscles, big boy!
I've finally calmed down.
Fine. All right.
In other words, it means…
Ugly people find it difficult to even comprehend beauty.
Isn't that it?!
He's several times faster!
Don't be surprised just yet!
Damn!
Damn…
That single blow gave me three fractures in my left arm.
Are you beginning to appreciate my beauty?!
Screw you!
Then I'll teach you.
Be thankful!
You get to experience my aesthetics from me personally.
Don't go pushing your wacko aesthetics on me.
Wacko?!
Bloom, Fujikujaku!
Fooled ya.
What?!
You call that Fujikujaku?
What a plain name that matches you.
But all that happened is your blade became four!
Special kill…
Beautiful Charlotte Chuhlhourne's Lovely, Cutie, Fanatic,
Aquatic, Dynamic, Dometiti…
Oops, bit my tongue,
Thunder Punch!
Biting my tongue caused me to lose half of its power.
But you did notice how not only my speed,
but also my power have increased as well, right?
It's all because of my beauty.
Feel it. This overwhelming beauty.
Power is beauty.
Beauty is power.
Isn't it about time you understand?
I can't.
I see…
So you can't understand.
Okay. All right. Then I'll forgive you.
It isn't a crime to lack a sense of beauty.
In fact,
it's worthy of pity.
Oh yeah?
Living with a vulgar aesthetic is nothing but torture.
In that case,
relieving you from that torture
is my duty, being the most beautiful of things.
You say whatever you want, don't you?
Accept this…
Special kill!
Beautiful Charlotte Chuhlhourne's Final, Holy, Wonderful,
Pretty, Super, Magnum, Sexy, Sexy, Glamorous Cero!
That's just an ordinary Cero!
Damn!
That's a dirty technique!
It's attack is so broad that there's no way to get away.
It's over!
For whom?!
I told you!
What's the big deal about your blades increasing?!
What?!
Okay!
I told you. It's over.
A princess always gets her way.
If I say it's over, it's over.
W-What…is this?
Rosa Blanka, the Sentence of the White Rose.
My most beautiful, most cruel technique.
Enveloped in this briar covered with black,
you will die, unseen by anyone,
smothered in white petals.
Unseen…by anyone?
That's right.
This ebony-black briar shuts out all views from the outside.
People outside will not even be able to
detect your Spiritual Pressure.
Not only will you not leave the image
of the moment of your death in anyone's eyes,
but no one will even notice your weakening Spiritual Pressure.
There is no crueler end for someone,
who takes pride in their beauty,
don't you think?
In anyone's eyes…
I see.
Thank you.
Tear in Frenzy,
Ruriirokujaku.
What is this?!
What is this? This thing!
It's futile.
Take a look.
Buds?!
It's becoming larger?
That's your Spiritual Pressure collecting in there.
What?!
Those flowers are growing by stealing your Spiritual Pressure.
From here on,
all the Spiritual Pressure you radiate
will become that of the flowers.
Do you understand?
Why'd you wait until now to use such a technique?!
If you had fought an ordinary battle,
I would not normally have had to use this technique.
But didn't you say that yourself?
That inside this ebony-black briar,
no one would see me or sense my Spiritual Pressure?
That's why I decided to show it only to you.
To you, who will be defeated.
I don't want to show anyone this Ruriirokujaku.
Ruriirokujaku?!
It's almost time.
The moment those flowers bloom,
will be your end, Charlotte Chuhlhourne!
D-Damn it!
The flower petal was creating such a great atmosphere near the end.
Are you sure that last scream was satisfactory for you?
You have a point!
Oh, darn it!
How'd that sound?
Okay, let's do it over!
Unfortunately, there's no time for that.
Damn it!
Substitute Soul Reaper Work Journal!
Okay, let's go to the next store!
Rangiku, we can't carry any more.
Don't worry.
We have that official cloakroom approved by
the Women's Soul Reaper Association.
R-Rangiku!
Hold on to these for us, okay?
Thank you for taking care of them.
On to the next store!
The rooms of Substitute Soul Reapers
are used as cloakrooms by
the Women's Soul Reaper Association.
Please, no more of this!