Ichigo sprinted using Sonido, he moved very fast, so fast the walls around him lost colors and were black and white. The ground was blurry, the windows and the outside world looked as if it was a white abyss. He very quickly appeared before the doors to his room, his amazing speed was beyond anyone to understand.

As Ichigo moved so incredibly fast, he felt as if something warm touched his skin on his face. Like hot air when you’re next to a fireplace, and the wind just blows it towards you. As he stopped before his doors, he quickly looked at himself, as he didn’t know what just happened to make him feel so far. The feeling left quickly. Ichigo ignored whatever has happened and opened the doors to his room

He busted in, and all he saw was that everything was clean. His bed was made, the sheets were changed to red in white striped or vice versa. The wooden floor was reflecting the sunlight, all doors in his room were closed. He closed the doors by slamming them, and he quickly begin to look throughout his chamber for the book.

He firstly looked under the bed sheets, he left it there maybe she left in the same place but under the duvets. He grabbed them and took them off the bed, yet the book wasn’t there. Ichigo cursed under his breath, how could she just take it away! Maybe she knows this book contains illegal information that isn’t allowed to be seen by normal citizens?

He looked under the pillows, throwing them away, they landed on the floor. He begin to get very nervous. He got on his knees and looked under the bed, but he didn’t find anything, all there was dust! He got up, he grabbed his head and thought where else it could be, he tried to look in places that would be suitable for one. He didn’t have an shelf meant for books, he didn’t have anything like that in his room.

“Dammit” He said, swiping away the sweat on his forehead.

He exited his room and found himself on the hallway; he didn’t know where she could have went! Ichigo debated if he should go left or right, but he came from the right, time to go to the left. He didn’t use Sonido right now he only walked fast. He begin to run soon after, his excuse will be that a maid stole something from him and he wants it back.

Ichigo ran thru the hallways, his stamina extended because of him being half a spirit and half a human. Therefore he isn’t as easily getting tired as before and he could run ten circles around Canterlot if needed. He didn’t meet any guards right now but he wanted to see anyone in order to ask where this maid is. Steeped Cloth, this name, he has to remember it, he feels like it will be needed in the future.

Every now and then he would stop on the intersection to look right and left in order to spot her but after a few tries he lost hope. He eventually stopped to catch a quick breath in and immediately continued, he was spritingng the whole time without getting tired, his pauses to catch a breath were literally to catch a breath or else he would suffocate.

Ichigo had no idea where Steeped Cloth is, he didn’t feel any reiatsu from her so his abilities in searching for her with his instinct will be worthless. Ichigo passed the dining hall, he was trying to find the maid headquarters, where all of them can talk, and have some rest before continuing to serve. Every room, or chamber, hall, apartment etc. Had a brass shield next to the doors that said what it is.

“This is for nothing, this place is to large!” He said stopping to think where to go next.

While Ichigo thought he noticed that someone with decent levels of reiatsu was coming towards him. Decent, for, Ichigo meant powerful enough to withstand his own spiritual pressure and not be hurt by it if he decides to release some of it. Most of ponies, more importantly unicorns, had such levels of reiatsu, some more and some less.

The reiatsu was familiar, it felt normal, not like his own reiatsu hard and less flexible. Only this reiatsu didn’t have emotions to it, it was clean like mountain water, only a force. He couldn’t tell to whom it belonged to, but walked towards the pony in hopes of asking him or her the location of Steeped cloth.

The stranger appeared around the corner, he walked out wearing a black dressing gown with a yellow belt tied around his waist. The dressing gown was made out of microfiber. The same material used or his pillows. The pony was an blond, white coated unicorn, with bags under his eyes. The Unicorn had long hair, reaching the back of his shoulders.

Ichigo stopped immediately when he met o other pony than the cursed bastard Blueblood. He didn’t notice him as he was looking down while holding a white mug with coffee or cocoa. However Blueblood quickly noticed Ichigo and looked at him, the prince smiled and greeted the young teen with a friendly tone and voice.

“Good morning, what are you doing here so early in the morning?”

Ichigo didn’t react and he didn’t respond, however he had to control himself not to do anything wrong. He has a chance of killing Blueblood right now, but the judge is the one to do it. He could, but he is not an murderer and he will never be one. Besides, if he’ll do it right now, it will be clear as day he did it. He’d be put before court, and he’d have to defend himself, this would bring only instability to Equestria thru his supporters. Besides, he would have to tell what Blueblood has been doing, even then he would be punished by death, as he could have reported that to anyone.

“I’ve been looking for a maid for a while now”

“A maid you say?” He said, in a, suggestive voice

“Yes, she took something without asking” Ichigo responded keeping his tone low

Bluebloods eyes widened “Really? What’s her name, if I get my hands on her she’ll never again to things like that!”

Ichigo as much as he wanted to tell him, feared he might do something to Steeped Cloth. He supports drug trade, he is probably a traitor and he wanted to have power by getting rid of the Princesses. He may not like Steeped Cloth for now, but no pony deserves to ‘punished’ by him. Especially since he has done so much evil.

“She didn’t tell me” Ichigo lied hoping that Blueblood won’t find out

Blueblood sighed “How did she look like then, maybe I’ve seen her?”

Right now he has no choice then to describe her, in such an way he might not think of Steeped Cloth. Although she is very unique when it comes to her look. Silver glitter all around her fur, that’s something he thinks looks cool on her, just like Luna has her awesome space hair.

“Well, she had a light ash grey coat that needed with silver color, making her glimmer when the light shined at her.” He said

“I know who this is! That’s Steeped Cloth, she has been working here for five years, she is a very good maid. I’m very sorry this happened to you, I hope it didn’t harm your opinion about our castle.” Blueblood said reaching for Ichigo and putting his hand on his shoulder.

Ichigo was almost at the point of triggering his self-defense skills and knocking Blueblood. He felt dirty being touched by this pony, this monster, the definition of corruption when it comes to politicians.

“Did you see her?”

“Yes I did, she walked towards the Castles laundry to wash everything she had with her.”

“Where’s the laundry?” Ichigo asked ready to run

“You have to go straight this hallway, there should be stairs that lead down, go two stories down and continue on, the laundry is big and it takes all f the place down there”

“Alright, thanks”

Ichigo moved forwards running straight thru the hallways from which Blueblood came. The Prince yelled something but Ichigo closed his mind to anything related to him. As the hallways ended there indeed were stairs on the right side, while on the left there was a hallways leading somewhere else. Whatever that room was it was closed with, big, wooden steel reinforced double doors.

Ichigo walked down the stairs and while he was hallways thru the first story, he lost his patience ad used Sonido and disappeared in a blur. He appeared where he was supposed to continue forwards. This levels hallways were made simply from cement and painted in yellow with red striped that lead towards laundry. The doors to the laundry were metal and had little glass windows reinforced with a metal fence.

Ichigo could smell the washing powder in the air and also soap. Different smells of flowers and even weird ones that could be good for perfumes. He opened the doors pushing them ,they moved slowly but he with his enhanced strength easily opened them. As he entered the laundry the first thing he noticed was hell of a lot of steam in the air.

The second thing he noticed, was that there was a lot of ponies down here, on their knees or sitting on chair and close to them was a oval metal bathtub. Water was stored in metal buckets and the ponies there were not all mares to his surprise. There were stallions there too. But they stood close to weird machine’s that looked like primitive washing machines.

The laundry was big, very big. It was at least the size of a small football field maybe a little bigger. The ceiling was way up with vents for ventilation all over the ceiling. He received a few stares by the maids and stallions who worked here. If he hadd to say, sixty percent of the personnel were mares and forty stallions.

He looked around, trying to spot Steeped Cloth, he didn’t see her, due to many maids being here, he thought maids are supposed to serve not wash clothes. Then again this is a different world, here this may work in both ways. There was a few ques to those eighteenth century looking washing machines that were operated by stallions.

He walked forwards looking around.

“What are you doing here! Only personnel is allowed to be here!” Yelled one of the mares who was washing the clothes, and took out a new pair of something from her basket.

“I’m looking for someone” Ichigo replied

“For somepony, didn’t your mother learn you how to speak properly?” Said another behind him, a fat one with a starch in her voice

Ichigo got triggered by that, he was angry right now but he won’t waste time speaking with these ponies right now. He has more important matters to do. He looked away and continued to look around, being careful not to step on any of those mares or stallions tails. How do they even manage this place! The steam is like a fog and makes everything barely visible.

“Has anypony seen Steeped Cloth?” Ichigo asked, hoping for someone to respond

“Why do you need her?”

“What’s your business with her?”

“I promise if you do something, I will do something to you!”

Voices around started to speak to him saying things he didn’t understand because of the crowds that merged because of his question, all he knew was that she was liked here? Ichigo couldn’t really get to know everything from any pony, only some words were loud enough to reach his ears. He tried to lower the tensions and spot her himself, he didn’t see good enough because of the steam!

“Shut up!” He yelled

For nothing, only some stopped and continued when they saw others ignored his command. Ichigo was lost, he couldn’t find her and she was having the book he looked for sure with her in this place. If not, it means she gave it to the authorities, it has something illegal in it that’s why Tight kept it in secret.

“Get out of here!”

“We don’t need those like you here!”

“Bloody migrants…” Called out a potential Blueblood supporter.

One of the mares, with rather bulky biceps stood up, she was a tall mare, she approached him with her veins on her worked out hands. She thew her piece of cloth on the ground. She approached him, to be serious, Ichigo was impressed by the size of those arms, how did she even manage to achieve this?

“So...” The mare called out in a very manly voice, deep, and firm like an sixty year old war veteran “Why do you need to see Steeped Cloth?”

Ichigo didn’t know if he should call this, person a man or a miss but there was a way of going around it “She took something from me and I need that object back” He said

The maids, the stallions, the ones that were responsible for delivery of more things to wash all stopped. They looked at him, in their maids uniforms, in their casual daily clothing consisting of cheap looking T-Shirts, or white uniforms like in a hospital. The only thing that could be heard was the water dripping down.

Ichigo looked around, did he say something wrong? Or did he just cause all of them to be interested in their friend who’s a thief? The mare with her Alabama crimson mane and emerald green eyes seemed to be surprised to, she raised her eyebrow and asked him. A very serious question.

“Are saying she stole from you?”

“Yes?”

The next he knew was that the pony grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. She or he picked him up from the ground and looked him straight into his eyes. Ichigo placed his hands on the attackers American silver hands. He was ready to hurt this person if she would decide to hurt him, he must know if it’s a she or he, he doesn’t want to hurt a female.

“Listen!” Said that person in her or his manly voice “Steeped cloth would never do something like that! So you better take your ass out of here or else it will get dirty”

Ichigo was dropped on his legs, he almost fell but regained balance, while regaining it he accidently hit one of the maids with his hand in her head. He immediately apologized even though it wasn’t his fault. However Ichigo wasn’t giving up, if he had to defend himself against a horse of maids, and janitors that probably are here somewhere too, he will.

“She did, she took away a book from me!”

The He-maid as Ichigo decided to call the pony when picked him up. Turned around and charged at him with its fists in the air. Ichigo wanted to take a defensive stand but something grabbed him by his leg, he looked down and saw that the maid he hit earlier by accident held him lightly. The rest begin to stand up and some tried to grab him by the arm.

“Stop!” a Female voice cried

The whole personnel stopped, some only looked at the mare who cried out that word. Ichigo looked into the mist, he saw as Steeped Cloth walked out of the steam fog, holding the book that Tight gave him. She had a concerned look, she looked like she felt very embarrassed. Her ears fell backward indicating only that she indeed was sorry.

“Leave him alone, Good Shower, and you please come with me” She said, while still holding the book near her chest

The maids around him , let him go and only looked at him with doubting stares, while the he-maid walked towards where Steeped Cloth was going. Everypony seemed to get back to work, there of course were some that worked the whole time. Ichigo walked behind the he-maid and countless thoughts raced thru his head. For example one of them sounded;

‘Wat the flaming fuck is going on?!’

He continued to go, while still receiving stares, they walked up towards a small metal bridge, the he-maid walked on it and the metal bridge seemed to whistand his weight. Ichigo walked on it to and looked down to see what was the purpose of placing a bridge down here, apparently a small river of wasted water was flowing here, and then out of the castle into the river.

There were simple metal doors, the he-maid opened them and waited from him to get inside, he saw that the doorways lead to a small room with a wooden table and four chairs, he saw some desks and also a small pot with plants. Posters and graphics, laundry map, strange letters and something like a jacket hanging on hooks.

Ichigo entered, the floor was gray cement nothing more. It was awfully dirty inside, he thought that it would be cleaner. Ichigo saw that Steeped Cloth was sitting in a separate desk chair. He took his place while the he-maid closed the doors and looked them. Ichigo didn’t know why he-maid did that but he will find soon out.

“I wanted to Apologize for what I done” She said her voice breaking a little “I didn’t know…”

Ichigo looked at her with a confused look “What didn’t you know?” He asked her back

She opened the book on the last page, it was blank page with nothing written on it. Then however a tear dropped from her eye and landed on the paper, the tear was absorbed by the paper and the water of the tar went down, forming something. While the letters took shape, it seemed that ink appeared on the paper, He read it carefully.

Was written from right to left in calligraphy, Tight signed himself of the book. However this wasn’t the strangest thing, he looked at Steeped cloth that stopped crying. Her expression changed to normal, she placed the book on the desk near herself. She swept the hair that got in her away while looking at him the whole time.

“You know him?”

“Yes, minister Tight has been helping us to fight with poor worker conditions in the laundry and also stop us from overworking ourselves.” Said the he-maid to his right that stood with his back against the wall.

“Tight has assured us that he will do something about it, and that he will push for the re-construction of the laundry to make more place and also aim for rising our salaries.” Steeped Cloth said in her floral voice that stung in the heart in the good way of course.

“However Blueblood vetoes these pleads, he wants to work on more important matters such as taxes, social benefits, to decrease them. He wants to get more power and stopping by Tights letters he is seen as a superior to him politician.” He-maid, said.

Ichigo nodded, his attention was stolen by Steed Cloth “He promised to fight for us, that he will do something, evne maybe help by sending somepony and here you are.”

Ichigo was surprised, he didn’t know Tight also fought for the rights of those mads and cleaners. He thought he only fought for Bluebloods demise, and nothing more and here it seems he is a good person. A better person the he thought. Blueblood again came in and destroyed this, probably knowingly, thinking they are not worth any cent.

“Is he successful? Will we gain something? Did he say anything?” Steeped Cloth asked

“Listen, I wasn’t sent here, I just came back for the book. I did get it from him after talking to him and I thought you would give this to the guards to arrest me for having illegal stuff” Ichigo explained, truthfully

“You’re right, what you have is indeed illegal”

Ichigo looked at her surprised, he didn’t literally think what he possessed was indeed illegal, it was more of a safety thought that was supposed to keep the book in his room and to give to no one. He also didn’t want to lose something that he got from someone, that is the worst possible that could happen to him.

“How? What’s illegal in there?”

“Many things, and Only Tight Grip has a collection of illegal objects as this book.”

The he-maid continued after “Princess Luna forced her sister to pass a law that forbids talking about her past. In order to hide what she has done from us, nopony is allowed to even speak of this matter or else you might get twenty five years in prison.”

“What?” Ichigo said out loud

Luna forced something like this? He understands why so many hate her right now, but wouldn’t such an law just spark a revolution in the name of free expression? This is literally rewriting history. Lying, nothing more than that, trickery and one of the lowest ways to fight something you don’t like. Luna in his eyes really lost right now, he himself begin to feel uneasy about him knowing Luna.

How could she? He thought she is suffering because of the lack of kindness and she is suffering because she brought it upon herself. Then again, maybe Celestia did it for her sister and Luna had nothing to do with it? He doesn’t know and he really doesn’t have the head right now to think about such matters.

Ichigo looked back at Steeped Cloth and into her yellow eyes, they reminded him if his hollow, that surprisingly didn’t say a thing to this moment. Her human features, thy looked attractive, but the fact she is a pony and also that she is not a human made him a little uneasy trying to find similarity between the two species. She may have soft hands, a light touch, a nice voice. But still that’s just her body and not she as a person. He is even surprised he can point out those things.

‘Why am I even thinking about this?’ He thought with some red on his face, but it disappeared soon.

“Sadly I didn’t hear him saying or mentioning you when I talked with him.” Ichigo said making Steeped and Good Shower look at each other “He has a very important matter to take of I too know of, however I cannot tell you, he forbid from telling anyone and I would be best if he himself told you in time”

The two looked again at each other, Steeped Cloth handed the book over to him, Ichigo took it and held it tightly. Steeped Cloth looked at him with an uneasy expression, as if she saw something. She knew of his achievement with Chrysalis, most of Equestria should know by now. She proceeded to ask him an question, with a hurt, but still hoping voice

“How have you found me? You’re new, you had to ask for directions, whom?”

Ichigo didn’t want to tell her, especially since it was no other pony then Blueblood he has met and told him this. Ichigo hardly managed to say this, but he had enough strength to tell her the painful truth. He himself felt wrong by even asking Blueblood and not waiting for someone else, or looking for someone else.

“While looking for you, I met Blueblood on my way, I had to tell him you took something from me. He looked angry, he mig-“ He was cut off

“No, that’s okay, I never did anything wrong since I came her in the first place. If anything he will just yell at me and fine me. Although. Please, Prince Blueblood is…Different, if you could tell him that we are even and there is no need for anything…just in case” She said those last words quietly

“You fear him?” Ichigo asked her concerned

Steeped cloth didn’t remind so he asked again “You fear him don’t you?”

He-maid came to action and put her hand on his shoulder “That’s enough pressure, you better should go already”

“No!” Said Steep Cloth “He didn’t ask anything wrong. If you want you can go, but you are free to stay.”

Ichigo felt how he-maids hand stopped touching him, he had a few questions he wanted to ask now that he had the opportunity. He has a few doubts, he wants to have a clear mind and not ask any more questions in the future to ponies that might betray him and pull him into a shitty situation, because of bad words.

“Will the ponies outside report what happened today?”

“No they all are supportive of old good Tight. If you have Steeps support, you have theirs. She is the responsible one for our cause…”

Steeped nodded blushing a little, she wasn’t exactly their leader, she just had the luck that Tight liked her character

“What do you know about Blueblood?” Ichigo asked

Steeped Cloth looked rather uneasy to talk about that topic but she forced herself for him

“He is definitely a bad person. He hit one of ours, I forgot her name but she works here sometimes, normally she serving in the dining hall on friday’s and the whole weekend, plus the kitchen.”

It was he-maid’s turn “He also is a racist and a very big Griffinophobe. I met a few Griffins, they may be greedy, but they are good friends. Even more loyal than ponies at most times”

Ichigo nodded, he had a few more questions he wanted an answer too.

“Is the reason for Luna’s bad popularity her past or the fact she wants to hide it?”

“Her past, isn’t that bad anymore, sure many didn’t like her when they learned what she did and looked up the folklore legends. In time, she would be forgiven give it eighty or seventy years. But what she has done, is despicable. Especially the fact that she has a victim syndrome, and uses it on her sis. We love Celestia very much and we don’t like the way she uses her.”

“So you hate her because she uses Celestia?”

“Mostly because of that, the censorship can be accepted, but messing with Celestia is unforgivable” He-maid added

Ichigo noted that, if by any means it would indeed be Celestia not Luna who made thought of this law. The truth could ruin the whole reputation Celestia has fought for and build for many thousands of years. It would boost Bluebloods popularity to the point he could march on the capital and declare a rebellion!

“If you hate her so much, why have you obeyed her to take care of my room?”

“Disobeying orders, even from her would end badly, what did you think?” She said smiling because of the stupidity of his question

“Couldn’t you just leave the book where it was left?”

“No, I had two options either give it to Tight Grip, he likes to collect illegal information, and other various things that came together with the censorship additionally. Or to the guards.”

Ichigo raised his eyebrow “Really, what else was forbidden?”

He-maid spoke this time “We are not allowed to buy products that may contain what is forbidden and also it forbids of making school theaters that talk about the censored events one thousand years ago”

“That’s too much, this is serious, she is taking away you the ability to do anything! You can’t allow yourself to be so easily pushed around like puppets.”

“The Censorship is for now only in Canterlot, with the following years it is supposed to reach out to other regions.” Steeped added in

“Only in Canterlot? I suppose Luna doesn’t venture around Equestria.”

“No, she stays in her room for hours straight, doing Faust knows what.” He-maid commented.

While he said it, he mentioned someone he wanted to ask for for some time now.

“Who is this Faust?”

“You don’t know?” Steeped asked smiling, looking at him seriously “Well, I’m not an expert, but that’s our creator. She is the one who gave life to us Ponies. She is the Mother of Luna and Celestia’s parents. The story says that she walked the earth with other creators that made their own races in your world”

Ichigo got interested, so this is a religious figure as he thought. He got more comfortable and begin to listen

“She, was created by the violent winds of magic that were so strong managed to create small spaces with different physics and laws of nature, if those barrier would be broken the whole world known to us would collapse on itself because of something scientist call it.” Steeped said and she thought with a deep ‘uhh’

“There are no records of her other then legends,” he-maid said getting Ichigo’s attention “As if she was made up, however it wouldn’t make sense, as Celestia and Luna do exists and have some of her in them”

Steeped Cloth continued on after Good Shower.

“Gods, and minor anomalies later known as spirits, and godlings roamed the world. They created greenery, they played with what time may gave them. One time they created their own subjects, races, animals and different beings. From there, more and more fell in love. So long as the Gods were with us back then, according to folklore and historians, different species could have children. One time however Gods had a dispute which one is better.

They fought with themselves, many have died and hatred, corruption, evil was born back then. It couldn’t touch them, so it touched us and therefore mortals and half mortals can be evil and good. More and more gods fought, more and more spirits and powerful half gods with special abilities joined the fight in the name of their deities. Faust stayed Neutral. But once accidentally the conflict hurt us, ponies, and horses.

She decided to end this conflict, she said that they should leave what they have created. Make us mortals protected from the harsh force of their power. Faust said to give us the power to use magic only they could control to survive. Gods either made themselves powerful bodies called avatars. And mated with their creations. Or simply gave the power to random individuals. Some became more powerful to the point they were mistook as spirits and Godlings!

Faust however, took a few hundred ponies and looked into their hearts. She took out their souls and modified them, she created a big spear and impaled every soul. By impaling the souls she hurt them, holes were created in these souls making them weaker. However Faust cut her hair, and then burned them, from this smoke she filled the holes of the souls. This was how Unicorns were born, capable of using magic because in a way they are one with magic and can draw power from the universe itself.

Faust, while others were busy, she in secret reached out towards the stars and placed on them a mark, and then took a piece of the cosmos in her hand. She did the same with, Light and darkness and placed a mark on it too and took both to her hand. She took two most humble, good, kind, diligent, temperate families and promised them a child.

While Faust blessed the families, a new matter Faust started troubled the Gods. If they’ll go, the world will forever be in darkness as they magnificent light won’t illuminate the skies. So in order to fix this, they created the Sun and Moon. The sun was supposed to make them remember that they shall work, party, wed and drink, love each other and have children. While the moon was supposed to show that they exists and even in darkness and their absence, their light can be seen.

However because of Faust's earlier marking of the sky and the light and shadow, the moon and the Sun that were created from these three things, were connected to the children of the fruits Faust promised to the most noble families. In order for those creations, the Sun and Moon to forever be in their place. They needed to make it using some of what the world already gave them, and they didn’t’ create.

The Gods took a big chunk of our world from the darkest corner, and painted it with Light. While the sun, was created from fire, and bonded together by Light, together the stars in the far distance hold it together. These stars were supposed to be the core of the sun, to crown it the biggest star in the world.

This is why the Moon and Sun is controlled by both Celestia and Luna…” Steeped cloth ended

Ichigo was speechless he felt as if he listened to ancient Norse or Aztec mythology right now. Maybe both, combination of Norse and Native American mythology.

“This is just taken from what historians, scholars, and normal ponies interested in our world's history think happened. Of course the story focuses only on us, not about other races that have their own familiar versions. There are hundreds of different stories talking about the world hundreds of thousand years before now”

Ichigo however stood up, he should already go back to his room and stop bothering them with his questions. The story of how the World looked like, and who was Faust was really interesting. Although Steeped probably told it from her head without much knowledge herself, therefore there can be some wrong things she said.

“I will go now. Next time, don’t take anything from my room got it?”

“Fine, fine I won’t” She said letting out a small chuckle at the end

Ichigo walked towards the exit, he opened the big metal doors. He walked outside and he again felt the steam around him. He Looked back just in case Good shower and Steeped Cloth wouldn’t want to go out o, and they did. He hold the door for them, first exited the he-maid and then Steeped cloth. She walked by and was the only one with manners.

“Thank you”

With her gone, he closed the doors and went towards the exit, while Steeped Cloth gave him a smile and winked. He looked forward and slightly shook his head. If she thinks he has forgotten the bucket, he didn’t, he will never forget the bucket.

Author's Notes:

So, how do you like the chapter? Write in the comments.

Bluebloods death won’t be quick, while seasons will pass Ichigo will slowly prepare to ruin him with Tight, so don’t expect much hero time from Ichigo on that matter.

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