World and Demon Dragon did not rush forward recklessly. Instead, they retreated slightly and stood beside Ichiro, staring sternly at their opponent.
Meanwhile, Ichiro was already thinking about how to escape. His instantaneous explosive power was enough to rival an ordinary captain-class Soul Reaper, but it was only an outburst. In a real fight with blades drawn, he would quickly run out of steam.
On the other side, acting like a proper villain, the leader of the death warriors gave Ichiro no more time to think. With a wave of his right hand, he charged straight at them with his subordinates!
"Pfft!"
Yet just as he took a step forward, his head flew high into the air!
His eyes, still airborne, brimmed with endless confusion. What was going on?
His lingering consciousness let him see a woman dressed in a captain's white haori, with a character for "Four" faintly visible behind her. The last sounds he heard were—
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The captain swung her Zanpakuto. Sword light flashed, and the remaining death warriors were slaughtered to the last man!
"Whew..." Seeing this, Ichiro let out a long breath, released Flame Sparrow's Shikai, sheathed it, and smiled at the approaching captain. "Thank you, Captain. I made you worry."
"What did you do this time? Didn't I tell you to stay put and stop causing trouble?" The captain slowly sheathed her sword as she coldly watched Ichiro.
"Uh, sorry, Captain!" Having spent so much time with her, Ichiro had more or less figured out how to deal with the captain. At a time like this, any excuse was pointless. He simply bowed and apologized. Whether it was his fault or not, admitting fault was always the right move!
Sure enough, after seeing Ichiro bow and apologize, the captain sighed. Rather than