Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Toy

After half a day...

Deep beneath Sōkyoku Hill, inside the dungeon of the underground training grounds.

"Masatsuki-sama, you’re here?"

Roka bowed respectfully before addressing Masatsuki Aozaki.

"Having trouble?"

Masatsuki gave her a small smile.

He had given Roka three days, and there was still plenty of time left.

"Yes, I need your help."

Roka nodded.

"They’re being that stubborn?"

Masatsuki frowned.

From what he knew, Candice wasn’t likely to betray them outright, but Bambietta was hardly a person of strong conviction.

Back when Giselle Gewelle had turned her into a zombie, the sheer terror on her face had been almost amusing—it was the kind of expression that made people want to bully her.

"The Quincy named Candice wasn’t too difficult to handle. She doesn’t seem particularly bright."

"With just a little guidance, she spilled everything."

Roka glanced toward Candice’s cell, her expression carrying a hint of doubt.

"But I can’t be certain whether the information she provided is accurate or reliable."

"And then there’s the Quincy named Bambietta."

"No matter what I do to her, she refuses to speak. She won’t give up a single piece of information."

"That means I can’t cross-check their statements, and I can’t guarantee the authenticity of the intel." _{fr\eewe.bn(o)v\el.c(o)m}

"The three-day deadline you gave me might not be enough."

Masatsuki turned his attention toward Bambietta’s cell. Even from outside, he could clearly hear the sound of quiet sobbing coming from within.

This wasn’t a proper prison.

Technically speaking, it was more of a leisure space—somewhere meant for both relaxation and a bit of entertainment.

Because of that, the isolation measures were simple, and the security wasn’t particularly strong.

Masatsuki was a little surprised.

He hadn’t expected the real problem to come from the seemingly timid and cowardly Bambietta.

But after some thought, it made sense.

Perhaps because Bambietta was so fearful, she didn’t dare to reveal anything.

After all, Yhwach was infamous for his brutality, his ruthlessness, and his complete disregard for human life.

Any subordinate who failed him or outlived their usefulness would be dealt with swiftly—either through excruciating physical punishment or outright execution.

He wouldn’t hesitate to kill even those who merely stood in the way of his battles.

Even old man Yamamoto, a former demon of slaughter, had found his methods despicable.

And for a Quincy like Bambietta, that terror ran even deeper.

Because it wasn’t just her body at stake—even in death, her soul wouldn’t escape.

Yhwach wouldn’t care whether she had been coerced or not.

"So... what do you need me to do?"

Masatsuki raised an eyebrow.

He was good at killing. He’d done his fair share of interrogations, too. But a proper one? Not even once.

Sure, he had worked as a guard in the 2nd Division’s prison before—but he hadn’t been there for long.

And in the end, he had only been a warden.

Interrogations weren’t his job.

That’s why he had Roka here in the first place.

Roka’s expression remained indifferent as her calm voice slowly rang out.

"Although Bambietta still refuses to say anything, based on my observations and judgment, she seems to be afraid of something. That should be the reason for her silence."

Masatsuki Aozaki asked with a hint of doubt, "So, what do you plan to do?"

Roka spoke unhurriedly, "It’s simple. If that’s the case, we just need to find a way to eliminate her fear."

Masatsuki Aozaki frowned slightly, puzzled. "How? Are you saying I should cheer her on?"

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