The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Tonight's night is long.
Some people are asleep, some are just starting their party, and some are hiding in trees feeding mosquitoes.
Seireitei is different from Rukongai; its ecological environment is excellent.
In the forest at night, mosquitoes were naturally a common sight, Marechiyo Ōmaeda hid in a tree branch.
The mosquitoes were very fond of this big guy's blood.
Damn it, Marechiyo Ōmaeda regretted that she had forgotten to apply mosquito repellent, which was essential for nighttime missions.
It's obvious that I haven't worked overtime or performed tasks for too long; I can't even remember some basic common sense.
Going back to get it now wouldn't take enough time.
He lamented his miserable fate, forced to endure the mosquitoes sucking his blood, his eyes fixed fiercely on the lit window on the second floor.
If he were to obtain concrete evidence, not only would the upper-ranking nobles be unable to protect themselves, but even the great nobles would be at risk. They would have to be imprisoned in the Second Division's cell and severely interrogated.
After being reprimanded by Soi Fon yesterday, Marechiyo Ōmaeda showed her work enthusiasm again and began to eavesdrop on the Gold Seal Unit.
Know the overall structure of the Gold Seal Unit.
The most powerful and influential group consists of Commander-in-Chief Yushiro Shihōin, Vice Tsunayashiro Tokinada, and Third Seat Aura Michibane, as well as the lower-ranking nobles who are united around Yushiro.
They have served the Shihoin Clan for generations, and their loyalty is beyond question.
Secondly, there were the upper-class nobles and their vassals who were drawn by the slogan of the Gold Seal Unit.
These young nobles held radical ideas, believing that the fate of the nobility should be protected by the nobility themselves.
Even worse, some are clamoring to remove Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto from his Captain-Commander because he is incompetent.
These almost joking words came from the organization he was currently monitoring.
The Noble Revival Society.
Marechiyo Ōmaeda squinted, a mosquito sucking blood above her eye, and a swaying figure appeared in the lit window.
This proves that members of the Revival Society have arrived inside the house.
He pressed his hand to his earlobe, using Stealth Force, special listening method to focus his ears on the sounds inside the room.
The sounds of hands rubbing against clothes, women's giggles, and a dozen nobles shouting loudly, uttering vulgarities.
Marechiyo Ōmaeda.
These bastards were drinking and eating meat inside, groping women, and even engaging in sexual activity.
His behavior is too aristocratic; could the intelligence be wrong?
Marechiyo Ōmaeda didn't think these guys were capable of anything. She hesitated, wondering whether to continue feeding the mosquitoes with their nonsense or leave.
After thinking it over, he decided to persevere.
It's this kind of absurd guy who overestimates himself and does some stupid things that leave people speechless.
After listening for a while Marechiyo Ōmaeda finally heard something of value.
"Gentlemen, let's raise a toast to our imminent success!"
Cheers! ×n
Perhaps due to excessive drinking, the leader began to complain, " Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto is just an old, idiotic fool."
He wasn't even a nobleman, yet he was chosen as the Captain-Commander the Central 46 Chambers, and he couldn't even protect the Central 46 Chambers.
"And they still boast that they are the creators of Seireitei. How laughable! We nobles are the pillars of Seireitei and Soul Society. Without us, there would be no world."
"That's right, only we are Soul King King's most loyal subjects!"
"Haha, the thought that old geezer Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto won't live past the ninth of next month makes me want to laugh."
"At that time, the new Central 46 Chambers, composed of us, will directly command the Gotei 13, ushering in a new era."
"Roar roar roar roar!"
A group of people shouted and yelled, venting their joy.
Hidden in the tree, Marechiyo Ōmaeda was stunned. How much alcohol did she drink to dare say such a thing?
Judging from the Reiatsu inside the room, the highest level is the Third Seat level, and the lowest is the seventh seat level.
Even disregarding Captain-Commander Yamamoto, Captain Soi Fon could take them all down by herself.
He continued listening. After their initial excitement, the group didn't say anything meaningful; instead, they kept slapping their hands.
Patiently wait for them to finish, the lights went out, and everyone drifted off to sleep.
Damn it!
Marechiyo Ōmaeda was furious and wanted to rush in and arrest them immediately, but it was impossible to deal with so many nobles with just a few words.
He himself was an aristocrat and understood how great the privileges of the aristocratic class were.
To take action, substantial evidence must be found.
The actual trial will have to wait for the establishment of the new Central 46 Chambers.
I'll report to the team leader tomorrow and then decide on the next step.
Marechiyo Ōmaeda Shunpo to leave the tree branch, and in a few leaps, she returned to the front door of the Ōmaeda Clan.
The Reishi surged in the moonlight, forming a tall, slender figure with black hair combed back and tied into a single ponytail, and two strands of hair resembling cockroach antennae hanging down in front of her forehead.
His expression was indifferent; he wore Shihakushō ) underneath, with a white belt around his waist, and Captain's Haori on top.
Marechiyo Ōmaeda had already memorized the wanted posters of the six Muken convicts, so that she could escape in advance if she encountered them one day.
Arrest?
He never even considered that the difference in strength was simply too great.
" Sōya Azashiro..." Marechiyo Ōmaeda's legs went weak; she wanted to run, but couldn't move her feet.
This is the Ōmaeda Clan.
His father, mother, sister, oh, and older sister and younger brother lived inside.
How could he possibly leave?
Without further ado, Sōya Azashiro said, "You're no match for me. You'd better come with me obediently. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just want you to wait until after the Double Ninth Festival."
Marechiyo Ōmaeda, her face filled with shock, said, "So you're the Noble Revival Society's trump card?"
"No, I have nothing to do with them. Their actions only delayed the Seireitei's pursuit of me, nothing more."
Sōya Azashiro knew that the reason why Captain-Commander Yamamoto had not yet made a move against him was because the others had not yet been dealt with.
If Kaoru Tendō and Oniyasha are defeated, it will only be a matter of time before they are dealt with.
To avoid that situation, Seireitei needs to remain in a state of chaos and instability.
The rebellion of the Gold Seal Unit and the schemes of Tsunayashiro Tokinada could not shake Captain-Commander Yamamoto, but they could cause great damage to the Seireitei.
Even when facing a weakened Seireitei, Aizen would still have his own little tricks up his sleeve.
Sōya Azashiro believe that the other party had deliberately stolen so many Soul King Fragment just for display and collection.
Who is behind the Noble Revival Society?
Marechiyo Ōmaeda mustered her courage and asked a question.
Sōya Azashiro said calmly, "It's none of your business. You just need to watch from the sidelines."
"Hehe."
Marechiyo Ōmaeda laughed, her hand seemingly trying to secretly send out a signal flare, when suddenly her Shihakushō came to life, quickly wrapping around her hands.
"What a surprise," said Sōya Azashiro. From what he knew, this guy was a coward and shouldn't have the courage to risk his life to do something like this.
Seeing that the signal flare couldn't be used, Marechiyo Ōmaeda unleashed her Reiatsu.
Sōya Azashiro's eyes turned cold, and he quickly merged his vocal cords, hands, and feet.
Then, the person disappeared.
A sharp blade flashed, scattering Reishi. Byakuya Kuchiki glanced at it and had no choice but to sheathe his sword, stepping to the side of the Marechiyo Ōmaeda. "What happened?"