The Most Unexpected Person to Make a Move

"Enough. We have no need to pay attention to the nonsense spouted by those from True King's Palace!"

Ross casually glanced at the fallen Shunsui Kyoraku, preserving the last shred of dignity for this Captain-General.

As for whether those words were true, or how many people would believe them, that had nothing to do with him.

The Captains would naturally make their own judgments.

"Hehehe, I'm taking my people and leaving now. Are you gentlemen still going to stop us?"

Kurosaki Masaki glanced at Kurosaki Ichigo, who lay sprawled on the ground.

If this had been a few years ago, she would have painfully gathered him into her arms and carefully checked his injuries.

But now, merely thinking about taking Ichigo away, and the unavoidable physical contact that would entail, stirred an uncontrollable, instinctive revulsion within her.

She hated men now. She hated all men. It was a physiological disgust, an instinctive aversion to every one of them.

As long as any man came even slightly close, she felt intensely uncomfortable, seized by the urge to kill him.

After her body had adapted and yielded countless times, Ross had become the only person she could neither resist nor feel revulsion toward.

It was precisely because of his unrestrained possession of her that she had developed an instinctive rejection and disgust toward every member of the opposite sex, including Isshin Kurosaki and Kurosaki Ichigo.

"If you want to leave, at least show us what you can do."

Ross spoke calmly, taking in the strange look in Kurosaki Masaki's eyes.

He had not actually done anything excessively improper to Kurosaki Masaki. He had merely tested the limits of her body again and again, while conveniently crushing all her mental resolve.

By now, whether Kurosaki Masaki admitted it or not, both her body