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I NEEDED TO WRITE SOMETHING.
Kurosaki…! If you die… I will never forgive you…!
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I believed in you. I put all my faith in you. I’m sure she did, too. You always won, no matter what, somehow, some way. The good guys always win. Isn’t that what they say? And yet… This is not the end. It can’t be…!
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“STOP!”
Her scream.
That blast.
That hole.
Her face.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
He stood in front of her as she ran towards the other. “It’s useless,” he said. “Your powers aren’t enough to bring him back to life.”
I snapped and immediately jumped to attack him. I was enraged. He can’t say that. No one hurts Inoue-san. No one hurts Kurosaki.
That monster easily deflected my arrow with a swat of his wing. I was fazed for a moment, but I didn’t let that stop me. “Licht Regen!” Thousands of my spirit arrows hurdled towards him. Had I done it?
“I’m shocked.”
How!? I leapt down as the smoke cleared and I could see that beast’s face again. “Of all of Kurosaki’s friends, I thought you were the calm one.”
“I am calm. That’s why I can fight you…!”
I started conjuring my arrows again as I leapt towards him.
There was only a flash, but this searing pain burned my left arm. I leapt backwards as I put anesthetic into it. That bastard took away my firing arm; I couldn’t use my arrows anymore, but…!
“Ishida…!” I heard as I landed. I looked over and saw her, standing over the body with a look of pure despair.
“Inoue-san… you take care of Kurosaki.”
As long as I had one arm, I could still fight; I still had Seele Schneider, I still had my bracelet, I still had my pride. I leapt towards the Espada once more, the blade in my hand. Kurosaki…! I will avenge you!
“Ishida!”
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Maybe…
“Hah!”
I didn’t…
“Hah!”
…want to…
“Hah!”
…avenge him.
“Hah…”
Maybe…
“Hah…”
I just…
“Hah…”
…wanted to…
“…”
…be with…
“Ishida!”
Kurosaki?