He tosses Ichigo a small, wrapped candy. “Eat that before you go. It’s not sugar.”
Ichigo meets her eyes. “I made a promise. To protect. Not just you. Not just Karakura. Everyone. So stop asking me to stay behind.”
“You’re late,” Ichigo says.
Urahara steps outside. “Still feeling it, Ichigo? The hollow inside you stirred during that last fight, didn’t it?”
Ichigo doesn’t turn. “It wasn’t the Bounts. It was him . The night before we left. A man with a hole in his chest and a sword like bone. He said his name was… Grimmjow.” Bleach Episode 83
Hitsugaya’s ice-blue eyes narrow. “Aizen faked his death once. I won’t wait for him to do it again. Kurosaki is reckless, powerful, and unpredictable. Exactly what we need.”
“How did you—”
A soft, melancholic piano version of "Number One" plays over a still image: Ichigo’s silhouette standing in front of the moon, one hand reaching toward the sky, the other clutching his chest where his hollow mask begins to crack through.
“You’re going back to the Soul Society, aren’t you?” Isshin says. It’s not a question. He tosses Ichigo a small, wrapped candy