In the World of the Living, northwest of Karakura Town, inside the barrier surrounding a warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time.
"Pwahahaha..."
Holding a manga in his hands, a burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out. Beneath the sunglasses on the nose bridge of the man dressed in a green tracksuit and sporting an afro, tears actually streamed down in an exaggerated fashion.
"You're so noisy, Love!"
A clear yet low voice rang out. Looking at the guy beside her who was still laughing madly, three black lines suddenly appeared on the forehead of the woman wearing a braid and a sailor uniform. She closed the swimsuit magazine in her hands, stood up, and turned to walk away.
"Where are you going, Lisa!"
The man who spoke had curly blond hair and wore black clothes. His refined attire and voice made him look like a gentlemanly middle-aged man.
"Across the way!" Hearing the voice behind her, Lisa Yadomaru turned back and glanced at Love Aikawa, who was laughing uproariously. "Love is so noisy that I can't even read anymore!"
"Read!" Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi's face immediately darkened with black lines. He shook his head helplessly. "Does a swimsuit magazine count as reading? Even if it does, it's better not to read that sort of thing!"
"Quit nagging, Rose!" Lisa Yadomaru immediately flared up. Lowering her head slightly, she said, "You're driving me crazy. Shut up and stop bothering me!"
"Sure, sure!" Seeing Lisa Yadomaru's obvious descent into darkness, Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi gave an awkward laugh.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the warehouse...
"Die, you bald Hirako!"
The shoe she swung struck the man squarely in the face. The force sent him flying; with a bang, he slammed into the wall and slid down.
"Shorty Hiyori, why did you hit