Bleach: The Unique Time Zanpakutō

"We arrived at the 11th Division as quickly as possible upon receiving the notification." Isane Kotetsu's voice was firm and resolute. "We will do our best to treat every injured member.

However, if you speak like that again, I will report this to Captain Unohana, and she will decide how to proceed."

Before Isane Kotetsu could finish, Kyōraku Callum interrupted.

"No need to report to Captain Unohana." His gaze sharpened, a hint of sword intent flickering in his eyes. "I'm the lieutenant; I'm in charge here!"

"What?!" Ikkaku Madarame's eyebrow arched, his red eyeshadow resembling flickering flames.

"Do you know who I am?!" He shoved his ferocious face close to Kyōraku Callum's, sneering, "I'm Ikkaku Madarame, the 3rd Seat of the 11th Division!"

Being constantly engaged in frontline combat, he wasn't well-informed about events in other divisions.

"Let's treat them first," Kyōraku Callum said, ignoring Ikkaku's taunts, his gaze fixed on the injured Shinigami. "Let's stabilize their condition."

The injuries varied—claw marks, spiritual energy corrosion, and even missing limbs. The scene was grim.

Kyōraku Callum knew his duty. A light of Kidō bloomed from his palm, a vibrant green that enveloped all the injured.

"Large-scale Healing Kidō."

Isane Kotetsu stared in astonishment, unable to believe her eyes. "Kyōraku-kun actually possesses Kidō skills of this level!"

Ikkaku Madarame's expression turned serious. While he didn't understand Kidō, he could sense Kyōraku Callum's power from the spiritual pressure emanating from the room.

"That kid..." His narrow eyes narrowed, fixed on Kyōraku Callum.

A few minutes later, the 6th Medical Squad arrived with emergency equipment. Ikkaku Madarame noticed the size of the equipment and his eye twitched. He realized his mistake.

Kyōraku Callum withdrew his Kidō, leaving the injured Shinigami to the medical squad and Isane Kotetsu. He then approached Ikkaku Madarame.

"Apologize," Kyōraku Callum said calmly, his tone even. This nonchalant attitude ignited uncontrollable anger in Ikkaku Madarame.

"Impossible!" Ikkaku Madarame wouldn't back down so easily.

Clang! Kyōraku Callum's Zanpakutō stirred. "Then let's settle this with strength."

"Lieutenant Kyōraku!" Isane Kotetsu exclaimed anxiously. "Third Seat Madarame is very strong. And we haven't had any real conflict!"

She'd experienced similar situations many times and usually issued verbal warnings. Kyōraku Callum, however, saw things differently.

"Isane, sometimes," he said, "respect is earned."

Isane Kotetsu was speechless. Perhaps Kyōraku Callum was right. Remembering the 4th Division's past treatment, she bit her lip, no longer trying to intervene.

Ikkaku Madarame's gaze grew dangerous, but he didn't respond. He knew he was wrong, his hasty words leading to this situation. But apologizing was difficult for his pride.

Kyōraku Callum looked directly at Ikkaku Madarame, his eyes devoid of fear.

"Scared?"

Those three words caused a stir in the room.

"Damn it!" Ikkaku Madarame roared, his anger exploding. "I'll teach you a lesson!"

The 11th Division was known for its fierce spirit, valuing martial prowess and combat. Their barracks had a dedicated sparring arena.

On the sparring platform, Kyōraku Callum stood with his hands at his sides, not even touching his Zanpakutō, surveying Ikkaku Madarame with disdain. This only fueled Ikkaku's anger; his temples throbbed.

"I'll leave you alive."

Flash! Drawing his Zanpakutō, Ikkaku Madarame used Shunpo. His figure vanished, attacking Kyōraku Callum with ferocious speed.

Kyōraku Callum stepped back, twisting his body to narrowly avoid the descending blade. Ikkaku Madarame, now fully engaged, became surprisingly calm. He shifted his wrist, aiming another blow at Kyōraku Callum's abdomen.

Clang! At the last moment, Kyōraku Callum raised his left hand, intercepting the attack with his Zanpakutō and scabbard.

The two forces locked. Ikkaku Madarame was shocked to find himself at a complete disadvantage in terms of strength. His temples throbbed violently, his red eyeshadow even more vibrant.

"Damn it!" Realizing this, Ikkaku Madarame retreated to the other side of the platform.

Kyōraku Callum held his scabbard with one hand, his expression unchanged. He waited for Ikkaku Madarame to unleash his full power.

"So, you're very confident in yourself," Kyōraku Callum observed.

A cruel smile spread across Ikkaku Madarame's face. "Then I'll have to show you my true strength!"

Ikkaku brought the scabbard and hilt of his Zanpakutō together with a sharp motion. His spiritual pressure erupted. He roared, "Extend: Hōzukimaru!"

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