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Ichigo Kurosaki: [to Renji] The name is Ichigo. I'm the one who's gonna beat your ass. How's it goin'?
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Ichigo Kurosaki: Eh-eah.
[wipes away blood]
Ikkaku Madarame: I don't get it.
Ichigo Kurosaki: Hm?...
Ikkaku Madarame: Sure there's some distance between us, but only a novice unfamiliar with fighting would allow a hand to leave his sword during a match!
Ichigo Kurosaki: Why don't you just shut your trap! Alright? I got blood in my eyes! So I just stopped to wipe it away!
Ikkaku Madarame: Even shallow wounds above the eye bleed profusely.
[removes a cap on the end of his hilt]
Ichigo Kurosaki: [puzzled] Mm!
Ikkaku Madarame: [dabbing his fingers in an ointment inside his hilt] Therefore you must stop the bleeding...
[spreading the ointment over his cut]
Ikkaku Madarame: you can't just wipe it away.
Ichigo Kurosaki: Hey! That's not fair! You have a special ointment to stop your bleeding!
Ikkaku Madarame: It is too fair. It's called being prepared, you idiot! Instead of complaining, you should be applauding my professionalism!
Ichigo Kurosaki: Eh-eah...
Takayuki Kondô
Extended Reading
