Squad 2 barracks, Punishment Force Headquarters.
The grim atmosphere continued to ferment within the generally dim environment, brewing an emotion called fear that spread relentlessly through the room.
A petite figure sat cross-legged before a long table, organizing the important intelligence delivered that day without even raising her head.
As the captain of Squad 2, commander of the Punishment Force, captain of the First Division, and Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukido, Soi Fon's daily workload far exceeded that of certain other captains.
However, she had begun taking over these duties back when Yoruichi Shihoin was still in office. After all these years, she had grown accustomed to them.
Just then, a burly, obese figure like a mountain of flesh squeezed through the doorway. The greasy smell that came with him also barged into the room.
At the same time, the crunching of fried crackers immediately became the only noise in the room.
"Omaeda, how many times have I told you? No snacks of any kind are allowed in the Punishment Force Headquarters!"
Veins bulged on Soi Fon's smooth forehead. With a forceful squeeze of her small hand, she snapped the brush in her grasp with a crack.
Her fierce gaze landed ahead, and the fat figure immediately shuddered, the flesh all over his body trembling violently.
In his panic, Squad 2 Lieutenant Marechiyo Omaeda lifted the bag in his hand, tipped his head back, and dumped all the remaining fried crackers into his gaping mouth.
After a frantic bout of chewing, the greasy smell filled every corner of the room.
With that, the grim atmosphere vanished without a trace.
"C-Captain." Omaeda gave an awkward grin and carefully presented the patrol report. "This is today's detailed report on the districts under our jurisdiction."
"Other than a small-scale conflict near the Kasumioji Family,