Morning!

Ichigo looked about him for a bit longer as he couldn't see nanao from this perspective. He then decided to take a look outside if she was there. Opening a door, he took a few steps into the courtyard to find a door nearby also opening. That door led to the Dojo and a small, waddling figure came walking out with a rather proud look on her face. Who was this? It was Nanao of course. Ichigo spotted her quickly and smiled. She was playing with that Wooden replica again which was a relief in some ways. She might hurt herself if she tried playing with a real sword. Ichigo walked over to the little girl and waved as he spoke.

Good morning Nanao! Your up early

It was natural for Nanao to wake up earlier than Ichigo but it was a bit odd for her to not try and wake him up. Maybe she wanted to spend some time practising as she so eagerly tells him. Ichigo had left his sword in his chambers locked away in a cupboard. He didn't tend to keep it on him all the time as it was rather heavy now from all the reitsu it used.

I see your practising with that sword again.

Ichigo said this with a smile.

Ichigo was ready for her abrupt attack at his legs. It was something he had gotten used to but the number of times she had head butted his pelvis needed to decrease before he finds he can't stand any more. Ichigo crouched a bit and hugged her back as she dashed at him. Ichigo looked down at the girl and smiled back at her. Her face was beaming with joy at seeing Ichigo and that made him feel happy. Even though he looked pretty old compared to his canon self, Ichigo was now much wiser and almost a replica to a strawberry haired Shunsui including the stubble.

It's called Getsuga Tenshou Nanao, I don't think you'll get the hang of it just yet.

Suddenly though, Nanao was off. She made a dash for the mess hall which really wasn't a surprise to Ichigo. She was a girl that needed simple things but nevertheless she needed them. Gone in a flash, Nanao was out of sight and Ichigo sighed.

So energetic...

Ichigo grinned and walked over to the mess hall where she had run off to. His captain haori was slung over his shoulders and dangling wimply across his back showing that he was the captain of this place. He then took a step into the hall to find his daughter.

The mess hall wasn't all that massive but was big enough to hold a good 30 people. That's all it really needed though so it didn't matter. All the food was prepared by other divisions that Ichigo bought from them. he trusted their resources compared to the Rukongai more even though it all probably came from that urban land. Nanao ran off quite quickly so she was out of sight but he knew where she had gone to. Ichigo sat in a specific seat and Nanao must know where that is. Ichigo wandered over to his usual spot and as it happens, Nanao was sitting there beside his seat. Her face was buried in a mountain of rice so it was hardly recognised as her. Ichigo patted her head as he walked by and sat down next to her.

Somebodies hungry today

Ichigo said this with that grin as always. He can't look down around Nanao otherwise she would get worried. Ichigo looked at the desk in front of him to find it empty and barren of food. He didn't mind seeing as he wasn't really that hungry. That little girl however, how could she fit that much rice in that body of hers? Ichigo thought about this for a moment before dismissing the idea and just laughing about it to himself.

Ichigo overheard Nanao talking. She responded to his question exactly how he expected. A strange reason but nonetheless it was something for her to set her aim on. Ichigo found it cute that she thought eating lots would help but she would just be sick. Ichigo took a bowl from nearby, untouched by food and scooped up a little bit of her rice into the bowl and started to pick at it himself.

Man, I remember when I used to eat toast every morning while watching TV. We don;t even have a TV here let alone a toaster. I might go buy one some when just for the sake of it.

Ichigo shovelled a bit of rice into his mouth, plain rice but somewhat tangy with some taste to it. He chewed for a moment then swallowed before setting the bowl back down and looked at his daughter.

Nanao, you really want to be stronger don't you?...

But then the orange haired captain noticed somebody was trying to get his attention. This was something that happened quite often seeing as Ichigo was always one to help out another squad. However, this request was stupid. Ichigo looked at this so called messenger with a slight stare and turned back to Nanao before addressing him.

Go back to your captain. Get him to do it. Zangetsu isn't a pair of shears you know...