An Intruder from the Three-Body World

Within a separate courtyard of the First Division barracks. Black Ant sat cross-legged on a wooden Moon-Viewing Platform, the tops of his feet feeling a faint chill. Across his knees lay a straight black Zanpakuto traced with dark golden patterns. Winter sunlight shone upon his sharply defined, broad face. A light breeze passed through the courtyard, rustling the red maples as several crimson leaves drifted away on the wind. Black Ant narrowed his eyes, looking languidly on the verge of sleep. "Master... return...