Collapse After Hearing the Truth

"No?"

At that, Kirisuke Tōshirō, who had been listening from the sidelines, finally couldn't hold back.

She looked at the others, speechless.

"The 12th Division has detailed Spiritual Pressure monitoring records, and didn't you send people to watch them? That Quincy whose Spiritual Pressure is almost stronger than mine—hasn't he been following them the whole time? If you saw everything, why are you sitting here guessing?"

She knew that everything Kirio and his group had done was under Ross and the others' surveillance.

"You don't get it, Senior Kirisuke."

Kūkaku Shiba sat up and stretched. She thought they were putting on airs too, but she agreed with their reasoning.

"As they put it, a brain that doesn't get used will wither. Just look at how comfortable Seireitei has been all these years. It went so long without having to think about survival that it became this sluggish."

"Monitoring and surveillance give you results. Those are static."

Aizen picked up the thread, his voice gentle and unhurried.

"Guessing and deduction are abilities. Only by constantly honing our insight into a situation can we remain undefeated when we face something truly unknown. We enjoy the process. Even solving a problem when you know the answer has its own pleasure."

"Honestly, you people are as strong as monsters, and your minds are as deep as the sea."

Kirisuke Tōshirō shook her head and sighed.

Never forget danger in times of peace.

That was why these people stood at the top.

The more she learned about Ross and Aizen, the more keenly she felt the distance between them and Soul Society—even her former self.

It wasn't merely a gulf in Spiritual Pressure. They were operating on an entirely different level of thought.

If the limits of the Zero Division and the Gotei 13's Shinigami