Tōshirō Hitsugaya was in Kokurko, patrolling the streets of Sakuramori. The Imperial Capital of Kokurko. Even though he was head of the household and of samurai birth. He was being raised by his parent's vassals. He was on his way to the Hiraoka dojo until he sensed someone nearby.

"Show yourself!"

The young teen said gripping the large sword on his back. It was too big for him to hold on his hip. His aqua eyes scan the area. His frizzy short white hair blew in every direction.