Chapter 78: Fatal Injuries
Takasugi and Rentaro's eyes widened in horror.
A stern old man with white hair, a middle-aged man in a tattered straw raincoat, and a dark-skinned girl with a sneering grin.
The three stood in the sunlight, clad in white haori, and walked up to them.
"You two have some nerve, daring to lay a hand on my people," Yoruichi Shihōin sneered, cracking her knuckles with sharp clicks.
Shunsui Kyōraku let out a long sigh. "That kid Masatsuki always gets on my nerves, but at the end of the day, he's still my junior."
"If I just let this slide, the old man will chew me out again, and Lisa will be upset, too. Honestly... so why don't you two just stay put?"
At his words, Takasugi and Rentaro remained frozen, but Yoruichi Shihōin's eye twitched slightly at the mention of Lisa Yadōmaru.
Ginrei Kuchiki cast a glance at the two younger men before silently stepping toward them.
He had never been particularly good at dealing with younger people.
And rather than wasting time lecturing an enemy, he much preferred to let his actions speak for him.
Takasugi and Rentaro looked like they had seen a ghost, scrambling backward on the ground in a desperate attempt to put as much distance as possible between themselves and the three figures who had suddenly appeared. To them, these three were nothing short of monsters.