Naruki City
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Ten months ago Kuwashhii was on a routine visit to the Seireitei to drop off her reports on the happenings of Naruki City. This routine visit was thrown astray when the fight between Otokogi and Densagi erupted and almost swept up the entire Seireitei into their battle. In her attempts to rush to Twelfth Division to tell them about the Kumon that were appearing in Naruki she was rendered unconscious due to Densagi’s lightning strikes. She is one of the lucky ones as she was able to escape with her life whereas others died in the chaos. When she regained consciousness she received devastating news, the long standing, beloved, teacher of the Gotei 13 had lost his battle against Densagi. She was consumed by wrath and fury towards Densagi, someone she could never hope to beat. His imprisonment in the Muken was not a good enough punishment, in her eyes, she wanted him dead.
However she was able to recognize her own weaknesses due to that horrific event, though she would not admit it outloud, pride before the fall. Because of this she had to seek out teachings from other teachers, namely those within the Tenth Division itself. Because of her hard headed and prideful nature it was hard for those she worked with to find out how to help her grow and develop. Finally someone within the Tenth Division was able to help her, in a very simple way. They told her to recite a mantra to help develop focus, perseverance, and clarity. They explained that as she is she won't be able to develop any more strength if her mind is always scattered and can’t prioritize her actions and thoughts. So weeks were spent trying to find the right mantra for her to recite aloud or mentally.
Buddhist mantras were the first to be introduced to her but she constantly turned them down as they “don’t mean anything”, to her at least. Then the concept of creating a new mantra was introduced and progress was finally being made. Almost as if it were a commission of some kind, she allowed her teacher to create one for her and would check in with him when she would return from Naruki City. Finally, after agonizing for nearly two months the perfect mantra was created for her.
The body,
The mind,
The target,
The shape,
The breath,
The hand,
The weapon,
The weight.
The silence,
The sound,
The tide,
The wake,
The sword,
The spirit,
The soul,
Ablaze.
Now, in the present day Kuwashii has been reciting this to herself for nearly two weeks now, mentally or out loud when she is alone. Although she can’t tell it has been working since she is not as quick to jump the gun on things anymore. The length of this mantra gives her time to pause and analyze a situation before flying into it, sword blazing.
Currently she is sitting outside of a Cafe shop, still in her Gigai, drinking a coffee. She doesn’t need caffeine, she is just drinking it because it tastes good. In the midst of her leisure her Denreishiki chimes. Pulling it out of her pocket she glances at the message lazily, assuming it was someone from the high school she “attends” trying to contact her, but once she realizes it's from the Third Seat of her Division she reads it with more focus. Once the message was read she stood up, bumping the table and knocking over her coffee. It was as if any sort of human civility had been thrown away in favor of her true Shinigami self who wouldn’t care about how such sudden actions would make her look in the public eye. Popping what appears to be a candy into her mouth she separates from her Gigai, which she orders to return to home.
Flickering away from the Cafe with her Shunpo usage she begins racing across the sky, moving to the meeting spot. Once there she would meet with Third Seat Jushiro Izanagi. She bows to him and due to her excitement to be working with a Third Seat she shouts her greeting. It seems like meeting someone who is basically a celebrity within the Gotei 13 has deteriorated all of her mantra training.
”Izanagi-san! It is a pleasure to be working with you! I am grateful and appreciative of the support you’re bringing!!”
She doesn’t rise from her bow and is basically shouting downward towards the ground below. Thankfully, due to her shouting, Jushiro would still be able to hear her loud and clear despite the direction of the shouting.
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A Senkaimon opened up in the skies above the city, and a hell butterfly exited as the doors slid apart so that Izanagi could make his entrance. He wasted no time in trying to rendezvous with his fellow squad members in the world of the living. His message was clear and what better way to make sure it was understood other than to be present? The white haired Shinigami wanted to ensure that the city was secure. And above all else, that his squad members were ready at all times. He was perhaps being overly cautious, and to be honest he didn’t care. The masked one stood silent as the Senkaimon closed behind, while any trace of its existence vanished. Immediately he began searching throughout the city, looking to hone in on the Shinigami scattered across Naruki city. He was already picking up signatures one after another. And so far there didn’t seem to be any trouble in his immediate vicinity. That didn’t mean that trouble was heading his way.
Izanagi could feel the presence of another person closing in on his position. “That was quick” the man thought to himself. A smile adorned his face beneath his black mask which remained neutral for the time being. His six foot three inches tall frame seemed relaxed as the cold breeze caused his hair to sway in the direction it blew. Before long the person heading towards him arrived with her head already bowed as she greeted him. Her tone carried excitement and enthusiasm with it. Izanagi was taken aback by it but appreciated it nonetheless. “Rise, rise up, you’ll give yourself a bad back doing that”. He said aloud with a chuckle following his words. A smile was now drawn on the mask, mirroring his reaction from behind the mask. A smile painted using white lines, showing off its unique function. Many pondered about the person behind the mask, some had never seen his actual face. “In any case” he said while tilting his head to the left. “What was your name again? I promise to remember it and also, thank you for arriving so early”.
He straightened up while taking in his surroundings. He wasn’t unfamiliar with the city at all. That being said, every now and then there would be something new. A building, a new shop or restaurant. Road works and many different things you would expect from humans. The sirens blaring from time to time reminded him that the inhabitants were very much alive. And at times, those sirens signified death and that’s where they’re needed. “Just how long have you been stationed here? And what have you experienced so far?”. He was certainly curious about the perspective of others, never mind the many reports. Squad members may elect to omit certain information that they deem irrelevant. That means that without face to face interaction, he wouldn’t ever really get to learn about the person behind the report. In essence, Jushiro wanted to know about any hollow activity in the area. The seemingly small details can add up to a lot when one is able to see the patterns.
The third seat would hope that all squad members are aware of what happened a few months ago. There was a lot going on in the Gotei squads, infighting and coincidentally hollow activity at the same time. Was there more to this?
Izanagi could feel the presence of another person closing in on his position. “That was quick” the man thought to himself. A smile adorned his face beneath his black mask which remained neutral for the time being. His six foot three inches tall frame seemed relaxed as the cold breeze caused his hair to sway in the direction it blew. Before long the person heading towards him arrived with her head already bowed as she greeted him. Her tone carried excitement and enthusiasm with it. Izanagi was taken aback by it but appreciated it nonetheless. “Rise, rise up, you’ll give yourself a bad back doing that”. He said aloud with a chuckle following his words. A smile was now drawn on the mask, mirroring his reaction from behind the mask. A smile painted using white lines, showing off its unique function. Many pondered about the person behind the mask, some had never seen his actual face. “In any case” he said while tilting his head to the left. “What was your name again? I promise to remember it and also, thank you for arriving so early”.
He straightened up while taking in his surroundings. He wasn’t unfamiliar with the city at all. That being said, every now and then there would be something new. A building, a new shop or restaurant. Road works and many different things you would expect from humans. The sirens blaring from time to time reminded him that the inhabitants were very much alive. And at times, those sirens signified death and that’s where they’re needed. “Just how long have you been stationed here? And what have you experienced so far?”. He was certainly curious about the perspective of others, never mind the many reports. Squad members may elect to omit certain information that they deem irrelevant. That means that without face to face interaction, he wouldn’t ever really get to learn about the person behind the report. In essence, Jushiro wanted to know about any hollow activity in the area. The seemingly small details can add up to a lot when one is able to see the patterns.
The third seat would hope that all squad members are aware of what happened a few months ago. There was a lot going on in the Gotei squads, infighting and coincidentally hollow activity at the same time. Was there more to this?
Once she was told to rise she quickly straightened up, hands at her sides, standing stiff as a board. She stared at the mask and noticed a smile appearing on it, she had never seen something like that before in person. Sure she had seen it in human media but she assumed it to be nothing more than their use of CGI. But to see the real thing in front of her that actually works was nothing short of a surprise and a confirmation that only Shinigami would be able to pull off such a feat of creation. While caught up in the amazement of the mask she almost missed the questions being presented to her.
”Ah! My name is Kuwashii Hakunetsu! I’ve been the Guardian of Naruki City since I graduated from the Academy! Aside from the occasional Hollow and the Kumon fractures ten months ago I have nothing strange to report! Oh! Wait! The purple haired Arrancar known as Estarossa has been spotted a few times in Naruki, he appears, wanders around in the sky then leaves. I have no clue what he could be up to but he is generally non hostile. That's it for my report, sir!”
By the end of her report Kuwashii had slowly begun to relax herself, feeling more at ease the longer she spoke. She looked over her shoulder at the rest of the city as her eyes widened for a moment as she realized she may have missed some important details.
”Oh yeah! The Arrancar I mentioned, Estarossa, he’s been cataloged as a non-hostile Hollow based on interactions with him. I usually just shout and yell at him to leave and he cooperates, but… We have no idea how strong he is. So if we run into him today try to tell him to leave, he should listen.”
There is a small air of worry in Kuwashii’s voice as she has worries about what that Arrancar is truly like when he lets loose. After experiencing the effects of Densagi’s Bankai in the Seireitei she has been reasonably humbled in her approach concerning opponents. She knew Densagi was strong, but not that strong, strong enough to alter the weather, to grow in size, to hurl lightning so easily, or strong enough to kill Otokogi. That last part still stings and behind this new wall of humbleness lies a chomping and nagging feeling for revenge for her former teacher. There are probably many in the Gotei Thirteen and even Rukongai who feel this way about Densagi and by extension the Shiba Clan.
”So who else are we waiting on, Izanagi-san?”
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”So who else are we waiting on, Izanagi-san?”
Just as those words leave Kuwashii's mouth, another Senkaimon appeared in the sky behind the 3rd seat and Naruki's guardian. The familiar Japanese doors slammed open with a hand clasping the edge. The figure kneeling on one knee and the other arm bracing against that knee. Standing up, the chain bracelet jingled around his wrist as he stared down at two Shinigami before him. His one sleeve bellowing in the wind of the sky, while his sleeveless right arm rested near the tsuba of the Zanpakutō. Kicking off, he used Shunpo to instantly appear before the 3rd seat and Kuwashii. Shortly after the other three in his squad appeared behind him as they kneeled and bowed their heads. While the white haired warrior stood straight and gave a low bow to Jushiro. His singular braid swaying at each gentle movement of his head.
"Hope I wasn't late, Izanagi-sama. 5th seat Sazanami Kazuki reporting as requested. I have brought three men hand selected by me. We have recieved the reports of the recent events. What do you command of us?"
Kazuki's words flowed smoothly from his mouth, articulated in a caculated manner. Even though he was mostly relaxed, he was constantly observing, putting his Sazanami tracking skills to use. Momentary closing his eyes to expand his reach to 70 meters, sensing the reiryoku of those within range. Appearing as multiple different colored flames. He didn't seem to sense any hollows near by... for now. He opened his eyes, drawing focus to the dull grey eyes that ironically burned with focus and determination.
"I don't sense any hollows at the moment within 70 meters, sir. Should I go scout and survey the perimeters anyway, Izanagi-sama?"
Mantaining his gaze, continuing to survey the people down below. Completely unaware of the shinigami above them. Forever blissfully ignorant of the battles fought to protect their very souls. It's not often he gets to be here as most his time is spent at the seireitei especially ever since the civil war. Yet the hollows were planning something and were on the move, especially the arrancars. This needed to be dealt with, the arrancars were getting too bold and they needed to be reminded of their place. Yet he hoped that the seireitei will get their shit together, otherwise we are all doomed.
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“Kuwashii Kakanetsu, no, Kuwashii Hakunetsu, Hakunetsu, I’ll make sure to remember it”. The man thought. Kuwashii reminded the masked Shinigami of her name and at the same time brought about a great deal of curiosity. It appears that there was more to the hollow activity and kumon fractures which took place. There was a known unknown Arrancar by the name of Estarossa now in the mix. Jushiro was a little perplexed by this information, and that was reflected upon the surface of the mask. The white lines painted a picture of an expression with a raised eyebrow. The lines morphed shortly after to mirror tears streaming down his cheeks. But before long the changes continued as the tears stopped. What was left instead was a fox-like grin before finally relaxing into a neutral expression. In a few moments of their interaction, Jushiro appeared to have gone through a range of emotions. The mask doing well enough to convey his thoughts and feelings, fickle or not didn’t really matter at this point. The information presented by Kuwashii was concerning.
Jushiro fell silent for a moment as Kuwashii finished delivering her report. The breeze continued blowing which ruffled his hair and garments somewhat. “Ridiculous” the masked one simply stated in reply to Kuwashii. By no means was he scolding Kuwashii, but the thought of a non hostile Arrancar was simply just ridiculous. Jushiro began to ponder a few things at the same time before getting back to Kuwashii. “Like Kuwashii chan said, there is nothing to document how strong he is. I don’t like the fact that an Arrancar can casually stroll around Naruki city as he pleases. Even more annoying is the fact that this Estrassa person seems far too comfortable coming here. Could it be because he doesn’t deem Kuwashii as a threat? This is ridiculous”. The man thought, not even realizing that a fox grin was depicted on the surface of the mask. Jushiro was certainly intrigued by what he’d heard and at the same time concerned for the Shinigami stationed in Naruki city. Visiting the city was the right move, since there were no reports of a non-hostile Arrancar coming and going as he pleased.
“You said we have no idea how strong this Estrassa Arrancar is. He must be good at masking his Reiatsu for sure. Are you saying we couldn’t even make a guess based on that?”. Jushiro completely butchered the Arrancar’s name but it wasn’t so important to get it right at the moment. He also recognized that Reiatsu alone wasn’t the best way to make a judgment on someone’s capabilities. At the same time, it was one indicator of their potential and subsequent threat. There are a few lower ranked officers stationed in Naruki city. Many of which Jushiro is responsible for and he didn’t like the idea of an Arrancar casually strolling around.
Before Jushiro could answer Kuwashii’s question, one possible answer to said question appeared. The Senkaimon gate opened up revealing four more squad members. At this point if Kuwashii was paying attention to Izanagi, she’d come to notice that the mask did its thing again. The fox grin disappeared and instead white lines were drawn in the shape of a hand, pointing a finger in the direction of the newcomers. And following the movements of Kazuki and the others, the finger painted on the mask morphed into an arrow pointing directly at the four that joined the party. Jushiro nodded in acknowledgment as Kazuki bowed his head along with the others. The fifth seat was formal and showed characteristics of a good soldier, much in a similar vein to Kuwashii. “No, you stay here, we were just discussing hollows. As for you three, please move out and support the others already stationed here. One each to the east, west and south of our current position. The rest of us will hold up here for a little bit longer”. The three men accompanying Kazuki were given their orders to move out.
Looking at Kazuki, Jushiro decided to give him a quick update on the current situation. “We already know about the hollow activities and the kumon fractures. One thing we didn’t know is that we have a resident non-hostile Arrancar walking around. That is how Kuwashii chan describes him. We still have no clue as to what his intentions are. Even worse, we’re unable to properly discern the kind of threat that he poses. Oh and he has purple hair too, so be on the lookout just in case. Saying that I’m still expecting a couple of other squad members to join us”.
By now the mask carried a neutral expression while getting Kazuki up to speed. Was there anything else that Kuwashii omitted from her report? “Kuwashii, just how often does this Arrancar turn up? Is it daily or just on odd occasions?”.
Jushiro fell silent for a moment as Kuwashii finished delivering her report. The breeze continued blowing which ruffled his hair and garments somewhat. “Ridiculous” the masked one simply stated in reply to Kuwashii. By no means was he scolding Kuwashii, but the thought of a non hostile Arrancar was simply just ridiculous. Jushiro began to ponder a few things at the same time before getting back to Kuwashii. “Like Kuwashii chan said, there is nothing to document how strong he is. I don’t like the fact that an Arrancar can casually stroll around Naruki city as he pleases. Even more annoying is the fact that this Estrassa person seems far too comfortable coming here. Could it be because he doesn’t deem Kuwashii as a threat? This is ridiculous”. The man thought, not even realizing that a fox grin was depicted on the surface of the mask. Jushiro was certainly intrigued by what he’d heard and at the same time concerned for the Shinigami stationed in Naruki city. Visiting the city was the right move, since there were no reports of a non-hostile Arrancar coming and going as he pleased.
“You said we have no idea how strong this Estrassa Arrancar is. He must be good at masking his Reiatsu for sure. Are you saying we couldn’t even make a guess based on that?”. Jushiro completely butchered the Arrancar’s name but it wasn’t so important to get it right at the moment. He also recognized that Reiatsu alone wasn’t the best way to make a judgment on someone’s capabilities. At the same time, it was one indicator of their potential and subsequent threat. There are a few lower ranked officers stationed in Naruki city. Many of which Jushiro is responsible for and he didn’t like the idea of an Arrancar casually strolling around.
Before Jushiro could answer Kuwashii’s question, one possible answer to said question appeared. The Senkaimon gate opened up revealing four more squad members. At this point if Kuwashii was paying attention to Izanagi, she’d come to notice that the mask did its thing again. The fox grin disappeared and instead white lines were drawn in the shape of a hand, pointing a finger in the direction of the newcomers. And following the movements of Kazuki and the others, the finger painted on the mask morphed into an arrow pointing directly at the four that joined the party. Jushiro nodded in acknowledgment as Kazuki bowed his head along with the others. The fifth seat was formal and showed characteristics of a good soldier, much in a similar vein to Kuwashii. “No, you stay here, we were just discussing hollows. As for you three, please move out and support the others already stationed here. One each to the east, west and south of our current position. The rest of us will hold up here for a little bit longer”. The three men accompanying Kazuki were given their orders to move out.
Looking at Kazuki, Jushiro decided to give him a quick update on the current situation. “We already know about the hollow activities and the kumon fractures. One thing we didn’t know is that we have a resident non-hostile Arrancar walking around. That is how Kuwashii chan describes him. We still have no clue as to what his intentions are. Even worse, we’re unable to properly discern the kind of threat that he poses. Oh and he has purple hair too, so be on the lookout just in case. Saying that I’m still expecting a couple of other squad members to join us”.
By now the mask carried a neutral expression while getting Kazuki up to speed. Was there anything else that Kuwashii omitted from her report? “Kuwashii, just how often does this Arrancar turn up? Is it daily or just on odd occasions?”.
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Suddenly arriving in the close proximity of the group of squad members of division ten, talking about the odd Arrancar who likes to play human, another Senkaimon appeared as if in thin air among them. Out came Sayuri Daichi, 4th seat of squad ten. She had just came from the 13th divison, giving the insight about the strange hollow and arrancar appearances in the world of the living. Which caused her to be late for this group outing.
This has to be the first time she ever has met all of her squad members at once. And all it did was make her skin itchy. This whole being a team player to prove herself thing was getting harder and harder as the time goes.
She needed a drink.
Walking out silently, she approaches her supposed companions as Jusshiro Izanagi, her squad mate otherwise known as the 3rd seat of the Tenth Divison. She has met the 3rd seat at least once, but was probably wasted out of her mind to remember or she had something else on her mind. So bacially, he was a stranger to her as well.
Fuck Itaku Ohei, her only friend and ex squad mate. Damn him for being great.
“We already know about the hollow activities and the kumon fractures. One thing we didn’t know is that we have a resident non-hostile Arrancar walking around. That is how Kuwashii chan describes him. We still have no clue as to what his intentions are. Even worse, we’re unable to properly discern the kind of threat that he poses. Oh and he has purple hair too, so be on the lookout just in case. Saying that I’m still expecting a couple of other squad members to join us”.
Sayuri again doesn’t speak, instead she glances at Kuwashii Hakunetsu, a squad member she has met..and also has spoken rudely to for hardly any reason other than the fact that half of the time she has a stick up her ass. Then her serpent-like green eyes found an unfamiliar face but had to be another squad mate Sazanami Kazuki is his name if she can remember. And then the Izanagi speaks again, drawing her attention once more.
“Kuwashii, just how often does this Arrancar turn up? Is it daily or just on odd occasions?”.
And that’s when suddenly Sayuri felt the need to speak.
“Excuse my absence, Izanagi-San, but I do actually have news about the arrancar. He tends to like the festivities in the world of the living. Going to restaurants, even stores. I have even communicated with him..” she paused, remembering the odd interaction between herself and Estarossa the Arrancar. “He even offered help to me. Fucker even said we were on the same side almost made me crack his skull. “
And with that she finishes. This is as much talking Sayuri has ever done to the man, so it made her feel strange yet Again. So just as she did in squad 13, she stood there with a bored expression on her face while in reality she just wanted a fucking drink.
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Before she could have a chance to speak up, the question directed at Kuwashii was answered by Sayuri who had just arrived on the scene. The gathering of this many Shinigami was certainly a sight to see, especially seeing the majority of their seated members all in one place like this to boot. Kuwashii was a bit star struck to be in the presence of the seated members of her Division, as much as she would hate to admit it, they made her feel small. She had not accomplished much to be considered for a seat and yet her effectiveness of keeping Naruki relatively Hollow free has essentially kept her stuck in her role as Guardian. As her higher ups conversed with one another she picked at the cloth wrapping of her Zanpakuto awkwardly, unsure of how to contribute to the conversation as she had little to nothing to add.
Unbeknownst to the group their arrival en masse was witnessed by one particular Arrancar who was out on his “snack run” for a certain faction back in Hueco Mundo. Not wanting to be attacked in any fashion he slipped away unnoticed and returned to his base to report what was going on and this info made its way to one curious Arrancar who has a vested interest in the Living World. The gathered Shinigami would suddenly sense a Reiatsu level akin to a Gillian and as soon as they sense this the maw of a Descorrer (解空デスコレール, Desukorēru; Spanish for "Drawing Back/Opening", Japanese for "Loosed Void") began to open not too far from them. The pitch black of the Dangai hid the features of the entity that dared approach them so boldly but as it stepped into the light the mystery guest’s appearance came into view. A mask fragment along his jawline, and long purple hair. Their gathering had attracted the attention of the one Arrancar that was the hot topic of discussion, Estarossa Sangrados.
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The Descorrer closes behind him as he eyes the group, looking at each person as his eyes move from left to right. His eyes fall on Kuwashii as he makes a gesture with his head.
”Yo, blue head, beat it.”
The look in his eyes is different from normal, there was a seriousness to them. He wasn’t being playful or coy with his tone. Kuwashii looked to Jushiro then back to Estarossa before taking the Arrancar’s advice and quickly retreating a safe distance away from them. Estarossa looks back to those who remain and cracks his neck once, maintaining a quite serious expression on his face.
”So, you lot are the ones who protect this city? Good, good. Strange crap has been going on lately around here and Karakura so it’s nice I get a chance to meet you all.”
He looks at the faces of each Shinigami there and when he looks at Sayuri he flashes a flirtatious grin in her direction. This man clearly has no awareness of the situation he is in to be passively flirting with his enemy. However that grin was short lived as he continued to speak.
”I like the Living World, particularly Naruki, a great cheesecake spot in the area, you have to try it. Anyway, I want to make sure this place can stay safe without me having to come here and do it myself. So I propose a test of strength. I want to make sure you are all strong enough to protect my favorite city.”
He raises both his hands up and clenches them into tight fists to show his conviction to the statement he just made. They have no data on how strong Estarossa is and currently his Reiatsu can only be gauged as Gillian in strength at most. This Arrancar was living up to the reports of being strange and oddly friendly with Shinigami. If there were any lie detectors amongst the group they would be able to confirm that he is being one hundred percent truthful about what he said, wanting to protect Naruki. But they should be aware to not linger long on his words as he begins to take a boxing stance.
”I’ll be fighting to kill, I hope you do the same, my ‘hated’ enemies haha! Ah! One condition, let's keep this fight in the sky, no sense in destroying buildings and getting humans killed for no reason. Ready? Go.”
Between the time of him saying ready and then go was non existent, almost as if the two words blended together. Most of the group would then realize Estarossa had vanished from his original position. Most of the group would have lost sight of him due to his Sonido, however, Sazanami would be able to see him crystal clear, not because of any feat of sensory but because he was right in his face, throwing a vicious right hook aimed at Sazanami’s left temple. Should it connect a concussive force would erupt from the sight of the impact which would send Sazanami hurtling away and most likely crashing into the ground below. If the group’s guard was lowered while Estarossa was speaking they should be on high alert now as he initiates the brawl by throwing the first punch.
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At the confirmation of the 3rd seat, Kazuki nodded and turned to the other three behind him. Still kneeling they looked up as Kazuki reinforced the command that their senior has passed down upon them.
"You heard the 3rd seat, move out to those directions and secure your positions. Make sure to travel in pairs at minimum and keep your Jigokuchō close by. Report immediately if anything out of the ordinary occurs and do not engage the enemy alone."
Yes sir! They shouted as they all vanished through the use of shunpo to reach their respective locations. With the order passed on, Kazuki returned his gaze and focus upon Jushiro as he listened to his words. Words of this cocksure Arrancar who claimed Naruki city as his own territory. It didn't sit well with Kazuki: not the idea of Arrancar wandering freely nor the idea of a non hostile arrancar. There was no such thing or rather such beings had always alternative motives. It was their nature to destory, consume and conquer in one way or another. Yet he choose to not comment on the interal turmoil in his mind as took in the descriptions of their strange foe. The whole time still not letting down his guard as continued to survey their surroundings.
Then he jerked his head as the conversation was suddenly halted by another Senkaimon appearing near by. His gaze falling about the 4th seat, Sayuri Daichi. This was the first time he has ever seen Sayuri as he only known her from reports that he had to do. A mention of her name here and there and even a photo in the couple of sheets of documents, he had to go over.
“Excuse my absence, Izanagi-San, but I do actually have news about the arrancar. He tends to like the festivities in the world of the living. Going to restaurants, even stores. I have even communicated with him.. He even offered help to me. Fucker even said we were on the same side almost made me crack his skull. “
Kazuki's left arm now rested on his zanpakutō as the right one hanged limply. His finger flicking at the tsuba as his eyes shifted back and forth between the 3rd and 4th seat. Her manner were lacking in terms of decorum and proper speech. Yet Kazuki overlooked it as she got straight to the point and her irratation on the matter could be understood. This arrancar was sure cocky, wandering in without even batting a eye at a 4th seat, one who by no mean was weak. Not to mention that his true power was not yet clear, this didn't sit well with Kazuki.
"We still should proceed with caution, we don't know what this Arrancar's true intentions are. With how many shinigami are stationed in this city, his casual approach to you, should be a major concern."
In a moment Kiraki's head jerked up, he felt a unknown presence appear and than instantly disappear. It felt like a hollow, like a arrancar, but no matter where he looked, he couldn't sense them anymore. How didn't he notice them before? His Reikaku was of the highest caliber, the Sazanami speciality that he took pride in and a enemy managed to slip by? Instantly his finger pressed against the tsuba of the Zanpakutō. Then he sensed the reiatsu draw into the atmosphere, his head instantly snapping towards the Descorrer as it started to open. His eyes laying upon the visage of the very Arrancar they talked about. What was the old human phrase? Speak of the devil and he shall appear?
”Yo, blue head, beat it.”
Slowly he shifted his stance as his gaze remained glued to the arrancar before them. His eyes narrowing as he so uncouthly spoke to Kuwashii, who obliged to his demands out of fear. Kazuki's ears honed in onto his every word as the cocky arrancar spoke to them as if he was their superior. Meanless rambling laced with casual insults at the hardworking shinigami stationed here. Poor Kuwashii, was this what she had to deal with... for a few months? As a seated officer he can't sit by and his Kōhai be treated like this. And then his ear pricked up at the last words of Estarossa as they echoed in his mind.
"So I propose a test of strength. I want to make sure you are all strong enough to protect my favorite city. I’ll be fighting to kill, I hope you do the same, my ‘hated’ enemies haha! Ah! One condition, let's keep this fight in the sky, no sense in destroying buildings and getting humans killed for no reason. Ready? Go."
And in a instant the Arrancar was in his face, swinging a big haymaker at his left temple. Estarossa was certainly fast, but Kazuki was ready and he was faster. Ducking, the right hook soared above his head, wind roaring from the power of the swing. As simultaneously he drew his Zanpakutō, slamming the pommel into his solar plexus, hopefully knocking the wind out of the arrancar. Then using shunpo, he quickly sheathed the blade while letting go of the handle and reeling back his fist. Under his breath, he whispered in resounding hiss:
"BAKUDO NUMBER #8: SEKI!!!"
A blue orb of light rapidly forming at the back of the palm as it collided with the stomach of Estarossa. Sending him reeling back as it repeled his body away, allowing Kazuki to use his Shunpo to create some distance and fully draw his sword. He remained calm as he released a steady breath outward, his reiatsu increasing in magnitude as it manifested into a pack of dire wolves. Growling and drooling at the mouth, all their eyes set upon their new target, their new thing to hunt. Kazuki imagined that Estarossa wouldn't even blink at the presense they gave off nor be insilled with fear as most are in the face of his reiatsu. Yet both Jushiro and Sayuri will feel a boost in moral as if they feel stronger than usual, a effect that Kazuki's Reiatsu has on his allies.
"You speak of wanting to protect this city, but your actions willingly put them in danger. You propose to be our ally, but your words degrade our subordinates as if they are beneath you. One shouldn't contradict if they want to earn trust or respect."
Then without looking back, he addressed his fellow officers.
"I think I would need some help, Izanagi-Sama, Sayuri-San?"
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Jushiro Izanagi
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The gathering of Shinigami in Naruki City continued and what a day it was turning out to be. Another Senkaimon opened up and out stepped Sayuri, causing Izanagi to pause for a moment to take it all in. The third, fourth and fifth seats were now present. How long has it been since such a thing has happened? The city should be in safe hands now, furthermore it should give them time to catch up and discuss their next move.
The white haired Shinigami had asked a question of Kuwashii, though it appeared that Sayuri had something to say on the matter. And the explanation given about the strange Arrancar was truly interesting. This purple haired Arrancar who remained unknown to Izanagi was having the time of his life. Restaurants, stores and enjoying the festivities. This Arrancar was either genuine or just didn't view the Shinigami roaming Naruki city as a threat. Maybe one day the masked one will come to find out. Still though, before Jushiro could get into the detail of it all, he was alerted to the strange Reiatsu which made its presence felt. As the dark void opened up, it showed just how different hollows and Shinigami were. The Senkaimon seemed more refined, while the Arrancar equivalent violent tore through the space time fabric like a throat being slit open.
Never mind all that though, Jushiro found this brazen approach by the Arrancar rather alarming. To think he would suddenly appeared on his lonesome and in such a manner. The mask worn by Jushiro remained neutral as the purple haired Arrancar made his appearance. He wasn't yet sure what to make of the man, but without having ever met him, he knew who he was. Kuwashii and Sayuri both spoke about him. The third seat maintained his relaxed posture, on closer inspection though, he was ready to move within a moment's notice. But before he could make a move, Kuwashii had beaten him to it. Examining the situation, it was perhaps the right decision by Kuwashii. That doesn't mean Jushiro liked the idea of an Arrancar giving orders to a Shinigami.
Estarossa's words were certainly perplexing to the Jushiro, enough for the mask to reflect just that. A question mark appeared on the surface of the mask. A sign that Jushiro was taken aback by the man's words. The Shinigami has so many questions for the Arrancar but perhaps now wasn't the time to ask them. It became apparent very quickly that this man was here for a fight. And they had no choice but to oblige him. Jushiro quickly shifted his weight as Estarossa took on his fighting stance. The Arrancar chose not to draw his weapon and instead opted for Hakuda. This was either a mockery of the Shinigami or he was perhaps more suited to Hakuda. Only time will tell and time was about to tell since Estarossa wasted no time in attacking. His Sonido took brought him in close proximity to the Shinigami cohort. The masked one wasn't caught off guard by it, since he was able to follow. The bravery shown by Estarossa was admirable.
"Such confidence". Jushiro thought as the Arrancar launched his attack which immediately prompted him to react. "Geki" he said almost inaudibly while his left hand swiftly zig zagged in front of him. The end result was the completion of the symbol linked to the spell. Red energy immediately permeated from Jushiro before seeking to engulf Estarossa's entire body. The trick was the cause complete body paralysis to the Arrancar, if only for a brief moment. This way Kazuki can either attack, defend or recover depending on the outcome of the Arrancar's attack. It was a low level spell, but with Jushiro's masterful use of Kido, that did not matter. The kido still packed a punch, enough to disrupt the Arrancar's plan. Jushiro timed his use of the kido so that it coincided with Kazuki's hopeful reaction to Estaroassa's initial attack.
In the immediate aftermath, Jushiro vanished momentarily to create some distance between the combatants. Grouping up in a cluster was a bad idea. As such he found himself behind the Arrancar's position, a good fifteen meters away. He was at the ready, capable of reacting to Estarossa or going on the offensive if needs be. It was understood by all, this was a battle for all of them to participate in.
The white haired Shinigami had asked a question of Kuwashii, though it appeared that Sayuri had something to say on the matter. And the explanation given about the strange Arrancar was truly interesting. This purple haired Arrancar who remained unknown to Izanagi was having the time of his life. Restaurants, stores and enjoying the festivities. This Arrancar was either genuine or just didn't view the Shinigami roaming Naruki city as a threat. Maybe one day the masked one will come to find out. Still though, before Jushiro could get into the detail of it all, he was alerted to the strange Reiatsu which made its presence felt. As the dark void opened up, it showed just how different hollows and Shinigami were. The Senkaimon seemed more refined, while the Arrancar equivalent violent tore through the space time fabric like a throat being slit open.
Never mind all that though, Jushiro found this brazen approach by the Arrancar rather alarming. To think he would suddenly appeared on his lonesome and in such a manner. The mask worn by Jushiro remained neutral as the purple haired Arrancar made his appearance. He wasn't yet sure what to make of the man, but without having ever met him, he knew who he was. Kuwashii and Sayuri both spoke about him. The third seat maintained his relaxed posture, on closer inspection though, he was ready to move within a moment's notice. But before he could make a move, Kuwashii had beaten him to it. Examining the situation, it was perhaps the right decision by Kuwashii. That doesn't mean Jushiro liked the idea of an Arrancar giving orders to a Shinigami.
Estarossa's words were certainly perplexing to the Jushiro, enough for the mask to reflect just that. A question mark appeared on the surface of the mask. A sign that Jushiro was taken aback by the man's words. The Shinigami has so many questions for the Arrancar but perhaps now wasn't the time to ask them. It became apparent very quickly that this man was here for a fight. And they had no choice but to oblige him. Jushiro quickly shifted his weight as Estarossa took on his fighting stance. The Arrancar chose not to draw his weapon and instead opted for Hakuda. This was either a mockery of the Shinigami or he was perhaps more suited to Hakuda. Only time will tell and time was about to tell since Estarossa wasted no time in attacking. His Sonido took brought him in close proximity to the Shinigami cohort. The masked one wasn't caught off guard by it, since he was able to follow. The bravery shown by Estarossa was admirable.
"Such confidence". Jushiro thought as the Arrancar launched his attack which immediately prompted him to react. "Geki" he said almost inaudibly while his left hand swiftly zig zagged in front of him. The end result was the completion of the symbol linked to the spell. Red energy immediately permeated from Jushiro before seeking to engulf Estarossa's entire body. The trick was the cause complete body paralysis to the Arrancar, if only for a brief moment. This way Kazuki can either attack, defend or recover depending on the outcome of the Arrancar's attack. It was a low level spell, but with Jushiro's masterful use of Kido, that did not matter. The kido still packed a punch, enough to disrupt the Arrancar's plan. Jushiro timed his use of the kido so that it coincided with Kazuki's hopeful reaction to Estaroassa's initial attack.
In the immediate aftermath, Jushiro vanished momentarily to create some distance between the combatants. Grouping up in a cluster was a bad idea. As such he found himself behind the Arrancar's position, a good fifteen meters away. He was at the ready, capable of reacting to Estarossa or going on the offensive if needs be. It was understood by all, this was a battle for all of them to participate in.
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