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To put it simply—Senjumaru Shutara had given in to temptation.
It might not match her elegant and noble image, but it was absolutely something she would do.
And judging by how smoothly this played out, this wasn’t the first time.
That’s why neither Masatsuki Aozaki nor Kirio Hikifune looked particularly surprised. Normally, she wouldn’t face any severe punishment for something like this.
At this moment, however, Senjumaru, thoroughly intimidated by Masatsuki’s imposing aura, muttered under her breath:
"Well, it’s only because you were too slow, Masatsuki-chan... I just couldn’t help myself..."
"You two ran off to have fun without me, and I had to do something to pass the time..."
"What?" Masatsuki’s eyes narrowed. "So not only did you sneak around, but now you’re trying to shift the blame? You really are a mature adult, huh?"
"...I—I’m sorry! I truly apologize!"
At this point, Senjumaru Shutara looked just like a newlywed wife caught making a mistake.
Under Masatsuki’s stern gaze, the usual dignity of a Zero Division member had completely vanished.
She didn’t even dare lift her head. With a sharp thud, she bowed deeply at a perfect ninety-degree angle.
Had this happened before Kirio Hikifune joined the Soul King Palace,
Senjumaru might have shown some guilt when caught in the act, but she wouldn’t have looked this pitiful.
However, ever since reuniting with Masatsuki Aozaki, she had come to a rather shocking realization—
This junior had surpassed her in raw strength.
It was absurd.
As a Shinigami, Senjumaru had been empowered by the Soul King’s divine energy.
Yet, somehow, Masatsuki Aozaki—who hadn’t undergone that process—had still managed to surpass her.
It shouldn’t have been possible.
And yet, no matter how she looked at it, the facts were right in front of her.
Both in terms of Reiatsu density and overall spiritual pressure, Masatsuki Aozaki stood above her.
Even Captain-Commander Yamamoto, despite his overwhelming attack power, couldn’t match her in sheer Reiatsu alone.
And yet—Masatsuki Aozaki outclassed even that.
With a helpless sigh, Senjumaru Shutara accepted her fate.
She never imagined there would come a day when she would bow her head before a junior.
Life was unpredictable.
To think that she, Senjumaru Shutara—one of the most brilliant minds in history—would lose to the younger generation.
Was this not exactly what happened when she faced Yamamoto before she joined the Zero Division?
Back then, she had been crushed by her teacher.
Now, she had been surpassed by her student.
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Masatsuki Aozaki crossed his arms, his tone firm.
"That said, Senjumaru—you do understand that making a mistake means you have to accept punishment, right?"
"Ah, of course! Actually, I was already prepared for this."
Senjumaru blinked up at him innocently.
"So as compensation, I shall present you with a fine garment. Now, if you would be so kind—please remove your clothes."
...
Masatsuki Aozaki stared at her.
Kirio Hikifune choked on her tea.
Senjumaru Shutara, Zero Division’s Northern Divine General and senior among them, blinked expectantly, waiting for a response.
Technically, as the most senior member present, she should have been the one receiving the most respect and reverence.
Masatsuki and Kirio should have been treating her like royalty—pampering her, flattering her, treating her with utmost care.
That should have been the case.
But after spending decades living together in Soul Society, Senjumaru Shutara knew full well—
There was no point pretending.
She had already lost every ounce of dignity in front of these two.
At this point, there was no shame left to be had.
So if she was going to be ridiculous—she might as well fully embrace it.
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