"Director Shinji put it perfectly. So what do you think we should do now?"
"Yeah, we can't keep going like this. We've already been squeezed into the men's restroom for meetings. If they keep suppressing us, next time we won't even have a place to meet."
"Since Director Shinji was able to pinpoint our problem so precisely, he must have already thought of a solution, right?"
Seeing the other directors and senior members of the Male Shinigami Association voice their support and praise, Shinji felt secretly delighted. A confident expression immediately appeared on his face as he said, "Changing our management system and internal issues in the short term won't be easy.
"So, if we want to retain our current members and attract more people to join, we can only start with the third point—improving the association's benefits."
Upon hearing Shinji's suggestion, the members who had just been brimming with fervor and declaring their willingness to go through fire and water for the association instantly fell silent as cicadas in winter.
Everyone present was an old hand. Whenever this happened, they knew exactly what was coming next.
Sure enough, just as Shinji finished speaking, Association President Shiba cleared his throat twice and said, "Everyone, the Female Shinigami Association has cut our funding again this month.
"Director Shinji's proposal is highly constructive. You're all core members of the Male Shinigami Association, so how about everyone donates some membership fees this time to help the association through this crisis?"
When Shiba brought out the familiar association donation box once more, every member present immediately put on a look of agony.
There was no helping it. The donation box had been appearing far too often lately, and they were reaching their limit.
Everyone present was a Soul Society civil servant, but they simply