Ikkaku blinked a few times, looking from Ichigo to the group, to the cloud of smoke where the Espada had once been standing. ôHuh. ThatÆs weird, isn't it?ö
ôYou mean that Captain Hitsugaya can predict the future or something? Or the crazy Arrancar? Because IÆve gotta say, IÆm growing sort of jaded towards both.ö Matsumoto said.
ôNo, itÆs just thatà Ichigo is on our side, right?ö Ikkaku asked.
ôWell, yeahàö Matsumoto replied, looking at the huge swathe of devastation he had carved among their enemies.
ôAnd he put a lot effort into that attack, right?ö
ôI guess soà waaaaaaait, you donÆt meanàö Matsumoto began, eyes widening in fear.
ôWell, if heÆs one of us, doesnÆt that mean weÆre now trying really hard to escape?ö Ikkaku asked.
The second he said that, the exact instant, Ulquiorra flew out of the cloud of smoke using his Sonido and drove his hand up to the wrist into IchigoÆs chest.
ôUrk!ö Ichigo said. The cheesy 80Æs music abruptly stopped playing.
ôWell, that isnÆt goodàö Matsumoto said dully.
Hitsugaya looked at the fallen substitute Shinigami for several long, silent seconds. His aura of tranquility seemed strangely less tranquil, in spite of his silence.
Finally, he said, ôSon of a-ö