"Getting beaten up is one thing, but you want me to get beaten up three times in a row?!"
"This is too much! Isn't this bullying an honest man?"
The captain of the 13th Division was an exceptionally rational man. Naturally, he knew there was absolutely no way he could defeat Araki's three outstanding disciples—unless all three of them had upset their stomachs at breakfast that morning and had to fight him while desperately needing the bathroom. Of course, that was impossible...
So, to the 13th Division captain, Araki's words meant that he was going to get beaten up three times in succession...
Thus, the captain inwardly shouted at Araki in indignation. Naturally, that was all he could do—there was no way he dared to openly challenge Araki~
"No! It isn't as simple as just making me take a beating?!"
"Captain Araki intends to make me a stepping stone for his three disciples. Even if I successfully step down as captain of the 13th Division in the future, I'll probably be brought up as a negative example!"
"The more brilliant Captain Araki's three disciples become in Soul Society, the more likely people will be to drag me out and mock me! They might even brand me the disgrace of all captains..."
The 13th Division captain had made it this far without relying on any background. He was not only rational, restrained, and patient, but also extremely clever. In an instant, he had figured out why Araki had kept him here to fight his three disciples.
"I..."
After figuring it out, the captain was about to unleash a string of classic curses in front of Araki. But when the words reached his lips, he held them back. His eyes were sharp enough to notice that Araki's hand had once again settled