Literature
{Kenpachi X Reader} A flower among weeds Pt.12
“You were not the one I was expecting.” A disinterested pair of brown eyes set on you, the strange man’s expression unreadably blank.
“Who are you?” you forced yourself to speak through the surprise, ‘He doesn’t have any spiritual pressure, but how can he see me then?’
He didn’t seem to acknowledge your question or astonishment, hand rubbing the back of his neck. “Oh boy, now I’ve done it. I wasn’t supposed to be seen.”
“Too bad for you then,” your hand rested on the grip of your zanpak-to. “But since you’ve been caught, how about you go