Bleach next gen 3
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0Kenpachi Zaraki walked out laughing loudly.
Kenpachi:
“C’MON! YOU CALL THAT TRAINING?!”
Behind him, Yachiru Kusajishi sat on his shoulder eating snacks happily.
Ichika immediately turned the other direction.
Too late.
Kenpachi spotted her instantly.
Kenpachi:
“OI! RENJI’S KID!”
Ichika froze.
Ichika:
“…Hi, Captain Zaraki.”
Kenpachi:
“You got stronger yet?”
Ichika:
“…Maybe?”
Kenpachi grinned wildly.
Kenpachi:
“GOOD. LET’S FIGHT.”
Ichika:
“WAIT WHAT?!”
Three nearby Soul Reapers immediately ran away knowing exactly what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, in Karakura Town—
Kazui wandered through the shopping district carrying bags for his mother.
Technically.
In reality, he was mostly distracted by spirits floating around lamp posts.
Unlike most humans, Kazui casually spoke to spirits like neighbors.
And unlike Ichigo as a kid—
He actually enjoyed it.
A tiny spirit wearing a paper hat floated beside him.
Kazui:
“No, you can’t steal donuts.”
The spirit looked disappointed.
Kazui:
“You literally don’t even eat.”
The spirit still looked disappointed.
Kazui sighed dramatically.
Kazui:
“Fine. One donut.”
Later that evening, the Kurosaki family gathered for dinner.
Yuzu carefully set plates down while Karin leaned against the wall scrolling through her phone.
Karin Kurosaki:
“Kazui got banned from another store.”
Ichigo nearly choked on his food.
Ichigo:
“WHAT?”
Kazui:
“I was helping.”
Karin:
“You summoned spirits into the freezer section.”
Kazui:
“They wanted ice cream.”
Ichigo:
“SPIRITS DON’T EAT ICE CREAM.”
Orihime tilted her head thoughtfully.
Orihime:
“They might.”
Ichigo stared at the ceiling in defeat.
At the same time in the Soul Society—
Ichika sat on top of a rooftop overlooking the Seireitei.
The evening breeze moved gently through the streets below as division lights glowed across the city.
After a moment—
Someone landed beside her.
Renji handed her a drink.
Renji:
“Heard you survived Squad 11.”
Ichika:
“Barely.”
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