The stormy haired male seemed to be wandering along the park, wearing his tank top and pants. He seemed to have an extremely annoyed look on his face, something Mashiro had said, that girl really had a talent for annoying him. Walking through the sunny skies the stormy male seemed to be on a slight well let's just say rampage within. In his pants pocket his Zanpakutō rested, this was just easier then carrying around the larger form of it. Kensei's brown eyes seemed as livid as he was. A little kid was crying just pressing his annoyance level, damn kid couldn't smile. The little brat was alive, that was something to be happy about. Though he didn't know it something was coming soon, it wouldn't be known to him yet. But this creature would regret it's very existence at this point. "What's wrong with you, why are you crying!" The former Captain said, his creepy grin showing on his face. The look of annoyance as the child whined about the loss of a toy to someone else. "Then beat his ass and take it back."
Parent of the year, was so not going to Kensei and he wouldn't ever claim to be that. The male seemed to snap out of his annoyance finally and look over. Sensing a hollow nearby, it was perhaps here to devour small children or something. Mashiro wasn't around to annoy him at the moment, it did appear he found himself a punching bag. He turned his neck left to right, causing protesting popping sounds to come from it. Walking forward he reached down into his pocket, letting his smallest finger slip through the hole. He spun the weapon slightly as he began to walk forward. This was the best form of therapy in the world. Just beating the living tar out of a hollow, nothing better existed in this plan of reality. Kensei finally saw the creature, though he would of rathered just punch the creature into oblivion with a single blow. His brown eyes observed the creature for a moment now. Before stepping forward he spun Tachikaze and gave the blade a couple quick swing across the air.
The creature's arm seemed to have a child in it, the arm had three fingers and the creature was fairly large. The transparent wind seemed to pass through the being as though it was nothing. This seemed to remind him of a time when he saved another kid this way, what was he a god damn baby sitter. Not really sounding much like a question in his head he walked forward noticing another child was crying. The mother rescued the boy before any damage was really done. He as at the peak of annoyance yet again. Kensei's hand slipped the knife back into his pants pocket. Truly this was an easier way to do things for him. Now it was about time he headed back and put up with the one person it seemed was made to annoy him above all others. Mashiro, that damn bitch would annoy him to no end. More then when that red headed girl made some stupid joke when she first encountered them. The thought of it just pissed him off, his face must of been showing it because people gave him a wide birth the whole way back home.