Is Suzuki Makoto a bloodthirsty person?
This matter can perhaps be viewed from different angles; everyone has their own opinion. However, no one would consider Suzuki Makoto a merciful person.
He might not be addicted to killing, but when slaughter can solve a problem, he will absolutely not spare his blade.
"Suzuki-kun, regarding that great battle in the Rukongai back then, all the nobles were actually involved to some extent. I think you should also understand that facing a force completely led by commoners, which looked like it was going to sweep across the entire Rukongai and potentially even besiege the Seireitei, it wasn't strange for them to react that way."
"I have no objection to that point. Everyone fights for their lives on the battlefield, leaving their fate to the heavens. Since the war is over and a peace treaty has been signed, there is no meaning in pursuing such matters now, nor do I have the interest—I just really want to know, regarding the disturbance Jeanne faced when she entered the Seireitei back then... who exactly stirred it up?"
Suzuki Makoto harbored no thoughts of personal vendetta regarding the war itself—after all, he would have to cleanse the slate again with Aizen later anyway. However, one thing was one thing, and another was another. He didn't want to be stared at by some noble faction every single day in the coming period.
Shunsui Kyoraku hesitated slightly. He didn't know if he should reveal Tokinada Tsunayashiro's name, because in this matter, it seemed he himself was merely a chess piece of the Tsunayashiro family. However, that fellow was definitely the type who could do something like using Kyoraku as a pawn.
"Is it the top five?"
"Yes."
"The Shihoin family wouldn't go that far. If they wanted that Heavenly Armament, they could have just asked me for it directly or brought it up during negotiations. The Kuchiki family has always been restrained; there is no conflict between us. Moreover, their new Head of the Family has just taken office and is very young; he wouldn't have the spare energy to toss me around. As for the Shiba family, the most important thing for them right now should be spreading their branches and leaves, not sending their own power in for the sake of noble glory..."
The Uncle's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected that in such a short time within the Seireitei, Suzuki Makoto would have grasped the situation of the Four Great Noble Houses so clearly. One had to realize that this guy was clashing blades with the strongest people in the Seireitei every day—did he actually have the spare energy to investigate these things?
His heart, originally unguarded against Suzuki Makoto, instantly tightened a little.
"Then, it's the Tsunayashiro family, right?"
Suzuki Makoto smiled.
"That really is a bit troublesome. If I make a move against the Tsunayashiro family, then even the Captain-Commander would order my arrest, and the Gotei 13 certainly couldn't sit by and watch, correct?"
"Suzuki-kun, during the last Central 46 meeting, the Captain-Commander already revealed his attitude. No noble dares to lay a hand on you anymore. On this point, you can completely trust us—even just for the sake of the Yellow Turbans' future, I also hope you maintain restraint."
Now it was Shunsui Kyoraku's turn to start persuading Suzuki Makoto. This was essentially the purpose of his visit: to appease this super genius of the Soul Society.
"You are right, Captain Kyoraku. Even for the sake of the Yellow Turbans, I will temporarily overlook the Tsunayashiro family. However, since the opponent has been identified, I think there is no need for me to hold back anymore, is there?"
"What... are you going to do?"
"Nothing much, just cleaning up some insects."
Suzuki Makoto stood up, opened the door, and then vanished with Shunpo.
Shunsui Kyoraku immediately followed, wanting to stop Suzuki Makoto. However, he discovered that the other party did not rush straight for the noble territories in the center of the Seireitei. Instead, he merely circled around the 4th Division barracks once before returning.
Along with roughly twenty or so corpses.
"You are right. Actually, I invited you here not only to express my thanks but also to ask you to be a witness. After all, this isn't the Zaraki District. Killing so many people at once... if some messy fellows come asking me for an explanation, I would be somewhat in a difficult position."
In a difficult position regarding whether to follow the vine to the melon and chop them all down?
Shunsui Kyoraku wiped a sheen of cold sweat from his forehead. It seemed Suzuki Makoto really wasn't a bloodthirsty person—he wasn't addicted to fighting and killing.
"These spies should all belong to the Tsunayashiro family, right? I specially left two members of the Onmitsukido and the Inner Court Troop untouched. After all, I saw that there seem to be Onmitsukido personnel outside every division, so they shouldn't be targeting me individually."
"That is certain. The Onmitsukido constantly monitors all parts of the Seireitei, and the Inner Court Troop must ensure they can notify the Captains of each division at any time, so they are permanent personnel."
The Uncle hurriedly explained.
"Oh, right. Sometimes the 8th Division also sends people to investigate things. If I encounter them, is it possible for you not to be too extreme?"
"No problem. However, I'll have to trouble Captain Kyoraku to remind them to wear some 8th Division insignia, just like the Onmitsukido and the Inner Court Troop. Those groups dress so distinctively that I was able to recognize them."
Suzuki Makoto smiled with the warmth of a spring breeze. He sheathed the blade, which wasn't stained with a single drop of blood, and sent it into the sword case. Subsequently, he drew that cross greatsword. Pitch-black purgatory flames rose up, swallowing the corpses completely.
Shunsui Kyoraku's gaze was firmly fixed on this greatsword. He was not unfamiliar with those black flames; he had seen Miss Jeanne d'Arc use them when she protected Nanao Ise back then. The effect of burning corpses into ashes was exactly the same.
"This sword is..."
"Yes, this is my Zanpakuto, 'The Witch'. Miss Jeanne is not some wandering soul or Shinigami; she is the manifestation of this sword."
This matter was clearly already an open secret, so Suzuki Makoto simply didn't hide it. It was just that he had never used this sword before, so taking it out suddenly was somewhat abrupt. Today's timing, however, was just right.
The Captain of the Intelligence Division looked at this sword, which was completely different in style from the Eastern Branch, and felt very curious in his heart. Why would Suzuki Makoto, a person who came out of the Zaraki District and whose name and style of conduct were completely that of a master swordsman, possess such a Zanpakuto?
Moreover, judging from that Black Jeanne's performance, that kind of madness mixed with a trace of childish behavior really seemed just like an ordinary young girl. This point was completely different from Muramasa, who had been recorded before. In Shunsui Kyoraku's own view, Muramasa could still be called the incarnation of a Zanpakuto, but Suzuki Makoto's case...
It was more like a human had become a Zanpakuto.
"Suzuki-kun, I don't really care how you obtained this Asauchi, but I am indeed very curious. Under what circumstances did you achieve your Zanpakuto's Shikai—or was it Bankai?"
Shunsui Kyoraku gazed at Suzuki Makoto, hoping to get a definite answer from him.
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