Back then, Yamabuki Chidori had shifted the blame by having Aizen disguise himself as a Quincy and eliminate their enemies, then marching an army in to wipe out the entire clan.
"Nonsense. Your master would never do such a thing. You must be remembering it wrong. And if that Ryuken Ishida doesn't know what's good for him and dares attack our captain, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs." Yamabuki Chidori had little love for Quincies.
Shiba Isshin, Masaki Kurosaki, and Ryuken Ishida stood in a three-way standoff. None dared back down.
At last, Ryuken Ishida gave Masaki Kurosaki a long look, sighed helplessly, and lowered his weapon.
"Shinigami, don't let me see you in this city again. Next time, we'll be enemies," Ryuken Ishida said before turning away.
Shiba Isshin let out a long breath and collapsed onto the lawn. The movement made his wounds throb.
"A-are you all right?" Masaki Kurosaki took out a handkerchief to bandage his wounds, but both were far too large. In the end, she could only press the handkerchief over his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid you'll cry out from the pain."
"..."
"By the way, I still don't know your name. Why did you save me?" Shiba Isshin asked.
"You look like a pervert, but I think you're a good person," Masaki Kurosaki said.
What an innocent girl. Don't trust strangers so easily. Someone might take advantage of you.
"Masaki Kurosaki, right? I'll remember your name. I'll repay you someday." Shiba Isshin staggered to his feet and opened a Soul Gate to return.
In this state, the Old Man's definitely going to chew me out when I get back.
Masaki Kurosaki had no idea that Hollow Power had already taken root inside her.
It could erupt at