"Phew! That was close! But at least those Hollows didn't cause any damage."
After the brief battle, Ichigo Kurosaki plopped down on the ground and panted heavily, yet his eyes gleamed with a powerful sense of satisfaction.
Although gaining the powers of a Death had been entirely accidental, he did not dislike the responsibility of protecting everyone from monsters.
Especially after joining forces with his companions to defeat that terrifying Menos Grande a few days ago, he felt that his strength had greatly increased. Dealing with ordinary Hollows no longer felt as difficult as it had at first.
After resting for a few minutes, the boy who possessed the powers of a Death, a Quincy, and a Hollow leaped forward, raced across the rooftops, and swiftly returned to his body.
"How was it? Did you take care of them all?" Rukia Kuchiki quickly asked.
"Yeah! All done! They were just four ordinary Hollows. They were a piece of cake for me."
Ichigo Kurosaki casually shoved the Gikon into the mouth of the lion plushie beside him, then raised a thumb.
"Great! Nicely done!" Rukia Kuchiki forced out a faint smile.
Because just as Ichigo had gone out, she had received intelligence from Urahara Shoten. The people sent to capture her had already departed from the Soul Society.
After all, lending the powers of a Death to an Ordinary Person was a grave crime. Even a member of one of the Four Great Noble Clans like the Kuchiki Clan would have to pay a terrible price for it.
Her only hope now was that they would not take out their anger on the innocent person before her.
"You seem to have something on your mind?"
Ichigo Kurosaki had clearly noticed that something was wrong with his partner. He raised his head