Can't Play This Game at All

"Can't everyone supervise you together?"

Tenjirō Kirinji blurted it out, but the moment the words left his mouth, even he felt they sounded foolish.

Supervision itself was not the point. Under such supervision, Ross could simply avoid doing anything that harmed the Soul Society.

That way, the people supervising Ross would instead gradually be excluded and isolated by everyone else.

Ross gave him far too righteous an impression.

From beginning to end, the man sitting there did not resemble some sinister, scheming conspirator at all. Instead, he looked more like a model Captain-General who had taken office through a democratic election and proper procedures.

Aside from a private moral life that might draw some criticism, Ross had been practically flawless when it came to the Soul Society as a whole.

Of course, Kirinji knew perfectly well that Captain-General Yamamoto's death had been a conspiracy orchestrated by Ross.

But the cruel reality was—

Never mind whether the others believed it or not; at the very least, Captain-General Yamamoto's death had directly caused the Captains present to rapidly expand both their power and strength.

To put it bluntly, after these Captains had tasted the benefits Ross gave them, there was no reason for them to support an outsider like him unless something was wrong with their heads.

Even those who did not support Ross were people like Sasakibe and Yoruichi—either blindly loyal to the old order or simply disgusted by Ross's methods.

Looking at it this way, how had they, the people who came here to uphold justice, become the villains undermining unity on a larger scale?

"Of course you can."

Ross calmly leaned back, clasped his hands over his abdomen, and smiled.

"You may send people to oversee every policy, action, and order I issue. If you discover any substantive action