That soft laughter amid the languid sounds of a ukulele would be Ichigo’s first clue.

Because of course Uguisumaru vanishes the moment Ichigo turns his back on him, only to reappear on the dance floor between a couple of lovely ladies attempting to teach him how to dance. He’s already waving his arms and swaying his hips in time to the pleasant beat, laughing along to a joke cracked by one of his companions and looking utterly unconcerned with their mission objectives at the moment.

Hey, a grandpa like him needs some youthful hobbies.