Within the Kasumioji Clan estate, Soi Fon's petite body continuously radiated resentment so intense it was almost tangible.
She looked at the dilapidated Kido that still emitted a faint spiritual pressure, anger flashing across her face. She kicked Omaeda, who was still chewing on an oil pancake beside her, and said impatiently, "Hey, why are you eating during work hours?! How many times have I told you?! If you want to eat, wait until the mission is over, got it?!"
Hearing Soi Fon's words, Omaeda put on a fawning smile. He immediately raised his greasy palm and lightly thumped her delicate back, only for Soi Fon to sidestep and avoid him. She said disdainfully, "Your hands are covered in grease. Don't touch me!"
Even after being scolded again, Omaeda was not angry. He continued to ingratiate himself with Soi Fon. "Captain, it's already past eight in the evening. You haven't eaten much since this morning, so have something. We're all here anyway, it won't delay our work. Besides, we can't crack this Kido. We still have to wait for Captain Aizen and Chief Kido Master Asano Kiyoshi to arrive. There's no use worrying ourselves sick."
As he spoke, Omaeda held the large bag of oil pancakes in his hand out before Soi Fon.
Looking at the oil pancakes giving off an enticing aroma, Soi Fon pushed Omaeda's hand away, but the faint hunger rising in her stomach still made her mouth water slightly.
The Kasumioji Clan Retainers beside her continued to pressure her. Since the afternoon, no fewer than six or seven noble family heads of varying status had arrived. Without exception, they had all been invited by the Kasumioji Clan as support. Moreover, judging by the little clan head's behavior, she seemed completely unaware of their arrival.
After negotiating