Chishio scoffed and motioned a hand at her torso, "please, these are just flesh wounds. You look ten times worse than I do." She followed him to where they left their zanpakuto, returning it to the sash she wore around her waist, adjusting it until it felt comfortable against her lower back. She'd then walk out behind the massive man, light on her feet despite the beating they gave each other.

Leaving the division, if one stopped to look at the sixth seat, they'd notice the rare smile upon her lips.

[Exit]

Thread Rewards:

Chishio: 16 Rp
Taisho: 15 Rp

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