Standing outside the Vice-Captains' meeting room and facing Kenpachi, both of them felt somewhat awkward.
However, Kenpachi apparently did not want to duel Asano Kiyoshi right now. He looked at the konpeito in his pocket, a puzzled expression appearing on his face.
"Hey, tell me, why is this konpeito so expensive?"
Hearing Kenpachi Zaraki's words, Asano Kiyoshi scratched his head, not understanding for a moment before asking,
"This konpeito isn't expensive, is it? One Kan can buy ten pieces. It's basically a very cheap candy."
Kenpachi Zaraki fell silent at Asano Kiyoshi's words. Then he looked at him and asked,
"Then can a Captain-level salary afford consuming several thousand pieces of konpeito a day?"
Asano Kiyoshi fell silent at Kenpachi's words. He quietly calculated it in his head. Based on a captain's salary of fifteen thousand, it seemed sufficient on the surface.
But at two thousand pieces of konpeito a day, that was two hundred Kan per day. Over a month, nearly half his salary went toward that. It really was a burden he could hardly afford.
Seeing Kenpachi Zaraki's dejected appearance, Asano Kiyoshi asked,
"Are you having financial difficulties?"
Kenpachi Zaraki sighed. Like some washed-up Uncle from Gintama, his tone turned somewhat weathered.
"Very difficult. I usually like cutting people down, but when I do, I inevitably damage buildings. Old Man Yama fined me a lot. Once, I had such a great time cutting that when I went back, I found Old Man Yama had taken two months' salary to pay the fines."
At that, he sighed again and continued,
"But Yachiru kept demanding konpeito. I had no choice but to borrow money, but after asking around, I found that everyone in the Eleventh Division was an even poorer pauper than me. I didn't know many people either, so