Kurosaki Ichigo's questioning shout was like a basin of icy water, instantly extinguishing the joy brought by the successful Hollowfication.
The harmonious atmosphere across the scene shattered at that moment.
All the captains withdrew their gazes from Aizen in midair and fixed them in unison on Ichimaru Gin beside Ichigo.
There was not much surprise in those looks. What they held instead was scrutiny.
No one here was blind.
That blast of God Killer Spear just now, whether in speed, angle, or timing, carried a chilling intent to kill.
If it had merely been meant to relieve the situation, that would be far too insulting to these battle-hardened captains.
But everyone saw through it without saying so.
Everyone present was an old hand. They all knew that the grudge between those two was unimportant. What mattered was Captain-General Ross's attitude.
If Ross wanted to pursue the matter, Ichimaru Gin was a traitor and would undoubtedly die today.
If Ross did not want to pursue it, then even if Ichimaru Gin had held a blade to Aizen's throat, it could only be called an overly aggressive rescue gone wrong.
"My, my... Captain Kurosaki, you can eat whatever you want, but you cannot say whatever you want."
Faced with the condemnation of the crowd, Ichimaru Gin showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he tucked both hands even deeper into his wide sleeves.
He tilted his head, the foxlike smile on his face growing deeper and even carrying a hint of innocence.
"Why falsely accuse a good man for no reason?"
"I admit that my attack on Captain Aizen just now was indeed somewhat aggressive. But Lieutenant Captain Matsumoto already stopped it, did she not? And besides..."
He opened one eye, his pale blue pupil brimming with mockery.
"Do you truly think that with