The Black-Bellied Little Girl's Confession / I, Yamabuki Chidori, Absolutely Do Not Abuse My Authority for Personal Revenge

"Didn't my brother gamble all this money away? Why is it in your hands?"

"Your brother may have been a piece of work, but he wasn't completely stupid. The day after he was killed, I investigated every gambling den, large and small, in Seireitei. The result was astonishing: your brother hadn't gone gambling at all during those days. Yet two-thirds of the gold intended as the betrothal gift had inexplicably disappeared. Aren't you curious where that gold went?" Yamabuki Chidori asked with a beaming smile.

Chiyo tapped her lips with a finger, thought for a moment in an innocent and adorable pose, then shook her head.

"I found this gold in the killer's pocket. No matter how stupid your brother was, I don't think he would pay someone to kill him. Remember what you said? You came to the courtyard after hearing your brother cry for help. In other words, your brother didn't want to die at all. He wanted to live. But the killer took your family's money and killed your own brother..." Yamabuki Chidori paused briefly, a bitter smile appearing on his face. "Do I really need to continue? Why was that killer instructed to kill you and your brother separately? And the killer said he never told you anything like 'I'll come kill you in three days.' How, then, did you accurately predict that he would attack you in the middle of the night three days later?"

Chiyo still wore a cute, innocent smile. "Staff Officer, what are you talking about? I really don't understand."

Suddenly, Yamabuki Chidori drew his sword and stabbed Chiyo. She couldn't dodge—or rather, she didn't dodge at all—and watched helplessly as the blade pierced her body.

"That's your answer!" Yamabuki Chidori withdrew his sword. Although it had clearly pierced the girl's body,