I Did It Willingly

"Ross!!!!"

Under Kenpachi Zaraki's sandpaper-like mockery, Kurosaki Ichigo finally erupted.

Especially when his gaze landed on Ross.

Not only did that man fail to get angry at the accusation, he looked back at him with a teasing, amused expression. Then, he deliberately made an extremely provocative gesture.

His tongue slowly traced the corner of his lips, as if savoring some indescribably exquisite taste.

That was undoubtedly the last straw. In an instant, the flames of humiliation and rage burned Kurosaki Ichigo's reason to ashes.

"Bankai!!"

With a roar that shook the entire conference room, Kurosaki Ichigo yanked the Zanpakuto from his waist. Violent black Spiritual Pressure exploded out of control like an erupting volcano.

"Tensa Zangetsu!!!"

That terrifying Spiritual Pressure, enough to reach the pinnacle of Captain level, swept forward with pitch-black lightning, about to grind the sturdy captains' conference table into dust.

Yet, at the very moment that world-destroying power was about to spiral completely out of control—

Something bizarre happened.

Nearly every Captain present instinctively gripped their sword hilt, ready to stop this farce. Fighting in the captains' conference room was far too out of line.

But in the next second, every one of them stopped. Their pupils contracted as they stared helplessly at the unbelievable sight unfolding before them.

That violent black Spiritual Pressure was being forcibly dispelled at an astonishing speed, as though it had been swallowed by some invisible beast.

The Bankai transformation around Kurosaki Ichigo's body, which should have finished rapidly, was abruptly interrupted halfway through.

The fitted black Shinigami uniform representing Tensa Zangetsu's power had only formed halfway, hanging off him like torn strips of cloth.

The twin Zangetsu blades in his hand, which had just begun to take shape, flickered wildly like a malfunctioning Projection.

The violent Spirit Particles that had spilled