My Fear of Not Having Enough Firepower Has Kicked In / They're All Liars! Every Last One!

"I don't want to manage so many people. It's enough to drive me crazy." Shūtara Senjumaru continued.

Yamabuki Chidori had more or less understood. Shūtara Senjumaru's goal was simple: she didn't want others managing her, and she didn't want to manage anyone else. She just wanted to live a carefree life.

From a certain perspective, he and Shūtara Senjumaru were quite similar. Both wanted to live free from worry, at their own leisure.

Kirimaru Tsukishima wore a troubled expression. After several hundred years of development, the 12th Division was no longer a division where status was determined by fighting ability.

The current 12th Division competed over whose research abilities were stronger. Zendouji Yuuhin and Kirimaru Tsukishima were both talents who excelled in both research and combat.

That was precisely why Kirimaru Tsukishima planned to have Shūtara Senjumaru, who had created the Shinigami Uniform, help her manage the 12th Division. That way, her own burden would be greatly reduced.

But she never expected her close friend of several hundred years to actually refuse.

Still, she understood Shūtara Senjumaru's tsundere personality.

No wonder she had been single for several hundred years. A hopeless tsundere like her didn't deserve love.

Kirimaru Tsukishima really had no other choice and could only look toward Yamabuki Chidori, hoping he could help resolve the matter.

"I more or less understand what you mean. That bastard Zendouji Yuuhin is preparing to run away and hand the position of 12th Division captain over to you, but you don't have a suitable lieutenant candidate... I see. What you lack isn't a lieutenant. Although the 12th Division doesn't determine status by combat ability, there are still plenty of powerful people who can become proper Shinigami. You want to choose someone who can truly relieve your burdens, right?" Yamabuki Chidori said to