"Oh, congratulations."
Listening to Muramasa's victory speech, Yuko began applauding of her own accord.
After only two claps, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto opened his eyes, his aged gaze fixed directly on Yuko.
Yuko's expression stiffened. "W-What? I fell for a trap? Even someone as clever as Miss Yuko fell for a trap?"
"?"
Everyone's gaze turned to Yuko in confusion.
"You bastard, Muramasa! Wasn't this barrier meant to seal away my beloved Captain-General?!" Yuko wore a look of deep regret and clenched her fists. "Damn it, I completely fell for it."
With her other hand, she secretly shoved the Zanpakuto that had just cut through the barrier into the void behind her back.
"..."
Everyone nearly toppled over.
What awful acting.
This guy wouldn't even earn money as an extra.
"Tsugi-kuni-Yu-ko!"
Old Man Yamamoto forced the words out through gritted teeth, one syllable at a time.
"C-Calm down first, Old Man." Yuko instinctively shrank her neck, then fumbled around in the void in a panic and pulled out a steaming cup of coffee. "How about some tea to soothe your throat first? You must be tired after sitting there for days, right?"
Never mind what exactly you had stuffed into the void with your ability—wasn't that the wrong thing entirely?!
"...This old man hates black tea!"
BOOM!!!
A terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly surged forth. The surrounding rock walls seemed unable to withstand it, their surfaces cracking and crumbling away.
Fortunately, everyone present was either a Captain or a Captain-level Zanpakuto, so no one's legs gave out in fear.
"This is coffee..."
Yuko remained utterly unmoved amid the storm of spiritual pressure, calmly sipping the coffee in her hand.
But less than two seconds later, her expression suddenly changed.
"This is bad!"
Her startled reaction once again drew everyone's gaze.
What was