'what a stupid conclusion. the fact that i prevented you from testing something does not constitute evidence of how it would have performed under the test. by your logic, refusing to swallow poison proves the poison would have killed me.'
he grinned under the umbrella.
"Is this your way of sayin' you are gonna miss me? Didn't know you became so sentimental."
The proposal was carefully ignored. His hand rubbed the back of his neck as he was lost in his thoughts for a moment.
"Say, Grimmjow— Do you have 100 yen? Actually, 200 would be perfect."
The question does irk him. But he keeps his composure.
"What difference does it make? You'll eventually leave again. I should just waste ya now and be done with it!"
Shinji stood beneath a freshly taped sign outside the Fifth Division that read
FREE CAPTAIN. SLIGHTLY USED. NO RETURNS.
When he caught someone staring, he pointed at it with complete seriousness.
"Oi, ya readin' or buyin'? C'mon, I'm house-trained."
— "Don't look at me like that. You gave me the money." His arm remained extended, the canned coffee balanced against his palm. "I'm just not gonna stand here drinking something you paid for while you get nothing."
Ichigo took the second coin with much less hesitation this time, though the look he gave Aizen suggested that accepting money from him twice in the span of five minutes had somehow crossed a line the first hundred yen had not. He turned it over between his fingers, glanced —
— Coffee seemed safe enough. Probably. He fed the coin into the slot and pressed one of the buttons.
The can dropped with a clunk.
Ichigo crouched, retrieved it, and held it out toward him.
"Here."
A beat passed before his expression tightened. —