Elsewhere in the city, along sidewalks and faded storefronts, Renji walked with purposeful strides.
He had his backpack slung loose over one shoulder, and his other hand buried in his pocket as he walked down the pavement.
But he wasn't alone.
Another pair of footsteps appeared beside him. Then another joined from the left, lighter but cocky. And another from behind, shuffling with anticipation. And another, syncing up like a pack forming.
"Hehe!"
A rough voice chuckled as a meaty hand clamped down on Renji's shoulder, squeezing with familiar bravado.
Bunji.
He leaned in close, his leather jacket creaking. His strong breath of cheap cigarettes and morning coffee was difficult to ignore as he spoke, "Glad you're finally joining us in the special activities, Renny boy."
Renji didn't say anything.
