Time passed quickly. The campaign against Hueco Mundo felt like it had happened only yesterday, yet several years had already gone by.
Asano Kiyoshi wore a blue-violet Great Kido robe as he stared at the mountain of documents before him, his expression troubled. He scratched his hair, his eyelids unbearably heavy.
This time, it concerned the opening of shipping routes, once again involving the interests of those nobles.
According to Soul Society's rules, every stretch of river belonged to the nobles within that territory, and any vessels passing through their domain had to pay a certain amount in taxes.
At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with that. However, the nobles provided no services whatsoever for those waters. Dredging silt, clearing hidden reefs, guarding against river pirates—none of it was their concern.
The only thing they had to do was hold out their hands for money. Nothing more.
And every fee they charged was outrageously high. Faced with such a situation, Asano Kiyoshi naturally could not allow the shipping route he had opened to be drained dry by those parasites.
So, the previous night, he had sent out dozens of letters through the Kidō Corps to the nobles involved with the route.
Inside those envelopes was every crime they had committed over the years!
Nothing was left out. From tax evasion to forced purchases and sales, the surveillance he had secretly arranged had uncovered everything clearly.
As for why there were no nobles who murdered, set fires, and treated human lives like grass?
Those people had already been uprooted by Asano Kiyoshi's efforts several years ago!
That was right. Over these years, Asano Kiyoshi had transformed Gotei 13's economic system and structural relationships, forcibly turning the original tripartite balance into a one-sided dominance.
At the same time, once