Just as Nara Dan was about to hoist Renji Abarai onto his shoulders and hurry toward the dormitory,
"Thud, thud, thud, thud."
A series of heavy, unrestrained footsteps rang out.
A tall shadow fell over Nara Dan.
"I knew this road didn't seem right..."
"Yachiru."
"Why do we always get lost when I listen to you..."
The tall man carried an unusually long Zanpakutō at his hip, and his hair stuck out in all directions.
But what drew the most attention was the little pink-haired girl sitting on his shoulder.
"Little Eight..."
"I feel like this is the right way..."
The girl called Yachiru didn't look worried at all. Instead, she seemed eager for the tall man to keep going.
"Why don't you walk a little farther..."
"Maybe we'll get there..."
"That's what happened last time, wasn't it?"
Kenpachi Zaraki scratched his head, making the bells on it jingle.
"But last time I walked around for the whole night, all the way around Soul Society, before I got there."
"Your directions are ridiculous."
The two lost wanderers then noticed Nara Dan, who was right in front of them, along with Renji Abarai, who was lying on the ground.
The tall man's shadow fell over Nara Dan. Kenpachi Zaraki wore an eyepatch. His expression barely changed, but he looked exceptionally fierce.
"Hey."
"You there..."
"Do you know how to get to the Eleventh Division barracks?"
As he spoke, the scent of a wild beast filled the air. It wasn't directed at Nara Dan; Kenpachi Zaraki was simply one of the top hunters in Soul Society.
"Oh, my..."
"Little Eight..."
Yachiru, sitting on Kenpachi Zaraki's shoulder, exclaimed,
"Look, there's someone unconscious on the ground."
"He looks like a student from Shino Academy."
"And there's something a little strange about this guy..."
Kenpachi