“Okay, okay!” Keigo’s feet paddled air. “Just a joke, take ten years off my life, sheesh….”
“You shouldn’t worry about Kurumadani, Tatsuki,” Orihime said earnestly, as Chad set a grumbling Keigo down. “He’s probably just the shinigami assigned here to take over Rukia and Ichigo’s Hollow patrol while we were in Tsukikage. Right, Ichigo?”
“Orihime!” Ishida hissed, taken aback.
“But we have to tell her! Or Tatsuki will go ask him, and he’ll think she’s some kind of violation of the ‘don’t tell Earth natives about shinigami’ law, and they’ll send somebody to execute her, and we’ll have to fight them all over again! Though I don’t think Captain Kuchiki would want to fight Ichigo again,” Orihime said thoughtfully. “But Captain Zaraki probably would, and he’d bring Yachiru, and she’d break into all the candy stores, and the Watch would be running around like squirrels trying to catch this little pink blur they couldn’t see, and there’d be no chocolate in all of Karakura because some evil criminal mastermind would pile it all on a barge to lure her into his wicked minions’ grasp with, only the dragons would grab them all and swoop them up to the citadel of the gold emperor’s clan in the clouds, and Zaraki would stop fighting with us so we could all go rescue her!”
“What’s scary,” Ishida commented into the stunned silence, “is that at least half of that could actually happen.”
Mizuiro blinked. “Which half?”
“Given what I’ve seen? We’d have to rescue the dragons from Yachiru.”