After leaving the First Division, Yoriichi headed toward the Third Division.
His steps were somewhat unsteady, and he was in a daze.
Several centuries' worth of captain's allowances.
Gone.
Yoriichi had never cared about money before.
After all, as the Third Division Captain, he ate and slept at the Division Barracks. His captain's allowance simply sat there, and he never even thought to spend it.
But not spending it himself and having someone else dock it were two entirely different things.
Especially when the compensation calculated by the Twelfth Division might leave him working for free for several hundred years.
At that thought, Yoriichi's mood worsened.
Before he knew it, he had returned to the Third Division.
"Captain?"
Izuru Kira was sorting documents in the courtyard. Upon seeing Yoriichi, he immediately approached with a stack of papers in his arms.
"You're finally back."
Yoriichi nodded and replied weakly, "Mm."
Watching his expression, Kira felt somewhat puzzled.
Although the captain was usually a man of few words, he rarely looked this dejected.
Did the Captain-Commander scold him that severely?
Kira did not ask further. He walked beside Yoriichi and began reporting on the division's recent affairs.
"Captain, no major issues arose in the division while you were in the World of the Living."
"Patrols and soul burial assignments are proceeding as usual."
"Also, regarding our recent funding..."
Yoriichi stopped in his tracks.
He slowly turned his head, his golden eyes fixed squarely on Kira.
Kira stiffened.
The captain's eyes look terrifying right now.
Kira felt as though he had just said a word that absolutely should not have come up.
"Captain?"
He asked cautiously, "Is there a problem with the funding?"
Yoriichi fell silent for a few seconds.
"Don't talk to me about funding again."
Kira froze.
"But the division's daily