A Self-Criticism I Can't Write a Single Word Of / This Great Lord Is Called Kensei Muguruma

"We found an opening the enemy had exploited within the Gotei 13, and we've captured the spy responsible. He provided a list of more than a hundred names. Anyone who has been in contact with the enemy should turn themselves in immediately. Otherwise... at ten in the morning, the 2nd Division will conduct a sweeping purge. Spies, you're on your own."

The announcement left many Shinigami stunned, including Aizen.

His head was buzzing.

Where had they gotten their information about the spies? It had to be from a Quincy. As far as he knew, only one Quincy was still alive in Seireitei: his unfortunate test subject.

Which meant that idiot had gotten himself caught by the 2nd Division. Could he be any stupider?

Aizen knew how brutal the Gotei 13's interrogation methods were. A tiny dose of Torture Drug was enough to break ninety-nine percent of people and make them reveal everything they knew.

Aizen had already begun thinking about how to keep himself out of it. Imprisoning a Quincy was not necessarily a major offense, but it could easily leave a bad impression.

Meanwhile, many Shinigami were woken from their sleep. Their faces darkened when they heard the news.

Yamada Kawa was one of them.

Someone had learned about certain private interests of his and used them to hook him into trading information.

He knew the consequences would be disastrous if anyone found out. He just had not expected to be exposed so quickly!

"I'm done for! What do I do now?" Yamada Kawa's first thought was to run. His chances against the Gotei 13 were practically zero.

If he left the Gotei 13 immediately, he might still have a sliver of a chance to survive.

As it happened, the other Shinigami spies thought the same thing.

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