Cleaning House

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's softened attitude shocked quite a few people present.

The old man wasn't someone who was willing to compromise. All they could say was that the sun had risen in the west today.

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned. "Is it disbanded?"

This boring meeting had finally ended.

Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto's aged eyes shifted slightly, his gaze resting on him for a moment.

"Additionally, regarding the former member of the 11th Division, Shinki Ichinose."

"...Ahem."

Even Kenpachi Zaraki had a little cold sweat trickling from his temples.

After Shinki Ichinose challenged him again and defeated him, Kenpachi Zaraki had hidden the man in the 11th Division.

He hadn't expected Captain-Commander Yamamoto to call him out now.

After a moment of silence, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto said calmly, "Since he has not posed any threat to the Seireitei, I will make an exception and allow him to return to his division."

"Captain Zaraki, make sure you keep your subordinates under control this time."

"...Understood."

"Meeting adjourned."

Leaving those words behind, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto walked straight out of the meeting room.

The captains in the meeting room did not leave immediately. They looked at one another in confusion.

Was this really the Captain-Commander Yamamoto they knew?

Yuko asked Shunsui Kyoraku curiously, "Can Old Man Yama still eat?"

"What do you mean?" Shunsui Kyoraku froze for a moment before answering instinctively. "Same as usual, I suppose? Plain food and simple tea."

"That's strange." Yuko shrugged. "I thought it was a case of a dying man speaking kindly."

"But since he's eating plenty, I suppose that isn't it."

"..."

Yuko was one of the few people who could make Shunsui Kyoraku feel that the heavens were defying common sense.

Of course, at his position, there were not many people who could joke around with him without