Chapter 145: Sephiroth
"Well done, Kūgo," the nobleman said softly, watching the young man in his Shihakushō and nodding in satisfaction.
Kūgo Ginjō raised the Asauchi in his hand, clenched his fist, and felt the power surging through his body.
"Now, will you finally tell me... just who you really are?"
"Well... I suppose it doesn't matter if I do," the nobleman said, glancing at the bloodstains on the Zanpakutō with a look of distaste before flicking them onto the ground.
Kūgo Ginjō's eyes narrowed slightly, a chill creeping into his heart.
The nobleman continued as if speaking to himself, "I come from the Tsunayashiro Clan."
"The Tsunayashiro Clan?"
"That's right. We are the rulers of Soul Society..."
Watching the two converse, Masatsuki Aozaki cast Bakudō #26: Kyokkō and approached quietly.
"The rulers of Soul Society? So the Shinigami are under your control? That means this Shinigami was your subordinate all along... meaning all of this was orchestrated by you. Why did you seek me out? Why are you helping me?"
Kūgo Ginjō fired off his questions all at once.