Uryu: Sorry, Inoue

The razor-sharp tip of the blade forced Jugram Haschwalth to retreat.

To gain speed, he even had to throw aside Ichigo, whom he had been holding in his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After crashing to the ground, Ichigo, whose eyes had rolled back from being squeezed, was finally able to breathe again.

And not just breathe—he coughed without stopping.

"Yo! Kurosaki Ichigo! He had you completely in his grasp, huh!"

Ichigo raised his head and saw Gin Ichimaru standing beside him, utterly composed.

Ichigo had heard Gin Ichimaru release his Shikai just now and sensed his spiritual pressure, so he knew Gin was the one who had saved him.

No matter what Gin Ichimaru...