Kyōhaku Kamado's gaze turned cold. The fiery robe around him blazed fiercely, and the waves of heat made Sōsuke Aizen's robes flap and rustle.
"If you want to tame a defiant beast, you have to be prepared for it to bite you to death. Are you ready for that?"
"Sorry. Much as I'd like to keep playing with you, it's almost time for our other lead to take the stage."
As Sōsuke Aizen finished speaking, the wall behind the Throne was violently demolished, and a slender figure stepped out from behind it.
"Nezuko!!!"
Kyōhaku Kamado's expression shifted slightly at the sight of the newcomer. Nearly solid particles of Spiritual Pressure swirled around her. Though a Hollow's bone mask covered her face, those deep crimson hair tips and that familiar figure undoubtedly belonged to this body's "little sister."
"Your little sister has been controlled by a great evil and turned into its butcher's blade. As her 'older brother,' can you bring yourself to strike her?" Sōsuke Aizen adjusted the black-rimmed glasses that were no longer there, speaking with flippant curiosity.
Kyōhaku Kamado replied in an utterly indifferent tone, "Do you really think I care about her? I'm not her brother. That guy is still asleep inside this body."
"Who knows? I'm merely a spectator. An ordinary spectator here to witness you siblings kill each other." Sōsuke Aizen gave Kyōhaku Kamado a meaningful look, then vanished, hiding somewhere to watch.
"Tch!" Kyōhaku Kamado's face twisted beneath his mask. He was about to say something when Nezuko's sudden attack cut him off, forcing him to hastily defend himself.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa-"
Nezuko let out a shrill, inhuman scream. She swung the blade in her hands, raining wild, uncoordinated slashes down on Kyōhaku Kamado like a raging storm.
As he defended against Nezuko's attacks, Kyōhaku Kamado