Depressed.
Right now, Sakata Gintoki was really feeling down.
Damn it, he worked so hard, sacrificing his dignity to earn those points, and it's fine if others got basic rewards… but why did that damn group owner get even more than him?
As if he could read Gintoki's mind, Aizen calmly sent a message: "Obviously because of special privileges."
Doujin Artist: ?
This is an Actor: I'm just answering Gintoki's question. He must be feeling pretty upset right now.
Curly-haired Guy: Of course I'm upset, damn it! Why the hell does something like group owner privileges even exist? This stupid group rule is way too unfair!
Shark-Faced Guy: Even if it's unfair, there's nothing we can do about it.
Doujin Artist: And you're only calling these privileges disgusting because you're not the group owner. If you were, who knows how smug you'd be right now.
Curly-haired Guy: Shut up! Do I look like that kind of guy?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Obviously, yes.
Amegakure Village's Angel: No doubt about it. You are.
Doujin Artist: The people see everything clearly.
This is an Actor: If you really can't accept it, you can still choose not to take the mission.
Aizen actually didn't like this unfair rule much either. It reminded him of those brutal 996 and 007 work schedules from his past life. But right now, he had no power to change it. All he could do was silently carry the guilt that came with these privileges.
Carrying heavy guilt… maybe that's also a kind of mental training.
Curly-haired Guy: Not take it? Are you kidding? No way that's happening!
Doujin Artist: So in the end, you still can't let go of those 1,000 points, huh?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: That's our Gintoki alright.
Curly-haired Guy: Hmph, this has nothing to do with points, okay?! I just want to show you all that I, Sakata Gintoki, am not the kind of man who gives up halfway!
Doujin Artist: By the way, Anzen-san, do you know what's going on with the Five Kage Summit right now?
This is an Actor: They just finished talking about the Sage of Six Paths.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Huh? You can still know what's going on over there even without surveillance?
This is an Actor: Yep.
Doujin Artist: That's amazing. How do you even do that?
Curly-haired Guy: What the hell is wrong with you guys? Just ignoring me like that? I was showing such a proud, manly side of myself, and this is how you react?!
Doujin Artist: Proud and manly? Do you even believe that yourself?
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: You can't say that. He probably does believe it. When it comes to lying to himself, Gintoki really is pretty skilled.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Hahahaha!
Curly-haired Guy: I've had enough, Gintoki! I really can't take it anymore! You women, cut it out already!
Doujin Artist: He's panicking, he's totally panicking. But even if we don't stop, what can you do? You'll still have to work like a good boy.
Amegakure Village's Angel: Not working isn't really an option either. Those points are just too tempting.
[Notice: This is an Actor has started a livestream]
[Notice: Curly-haired Guy, Skirt-Flipping Maniac, Amegakure Village's Angel, Doujin Artist, and Shark-Faced Guy have entered the livestream room.]
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Whoa, whoa, whoa! I see Anzen! The image is super clear!
Doujin Artist: For real, this video quality is insane.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Anzen looks even better than in the photos. And Konan's way more beautiful than I remembered.
Through the window of the livestream, a grand palace of pure land came into view. Aizen sat on the throne with a calm smile on his face.
Next to him stood Konan in all white. Her hairstyle hadn't changed, but the lipstick, eye shadow, and lip piercing were all gone. She looked less seductive and more ethereal.
Curly-haired Guy: Konan, you're not even wearing the Akatsuki uniform anymore? What's with this look… I almost didn't recognize you!
Amegakure Village's Angel: People change over time.
Doujin Artist: Konan, do you even know what "over time" means? That was not slow at all.
Curly-haired Guy: Tch, clearly lost her mind in love. This woman...
Shark-Faced Guy: Come to think of it, did Anzen start this livestream just to show off his charm?
"Do I really look like someone that boring, Kisame?" Aizen didn't type in the chat—he spoke directly into the stream. "Hold on, let me switch the view."
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Anzen's voice though...
Doujin Artist: Damn, it's young but still has that deep, magnetic vibe.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Yeah, it's really nice to listen to. I think I get why Konan's so head over heels.
Good looks, a gentle personality, genius-level smarts, insane power, and now a voice you just can't forget—what woman could resist that?
Curly-haired Guy: Hmph, barely on my level, honestly.
Doujin Artist: No way. When it comes to being shameless, no one even comes close to your level.
Right after Eriri sent that message, the livestream scene suddenly changed. Uchiha Madara appeared, wearing deep red armor, long hair flowing behind him.
"Aizen, Black Zetsu!" Madara clenched his fists, his face twisted with anger.
It was all fake. Everything was a lie.
The Moon's Eye Plan he spent his whole life on, their loyalty—every bit of it was fake!
"Now you understand, Madara," Tsunade said, turning toward him and taking a deep breath. "We're not your enemies."
"Hmph!" Madara gave a cold snort, his face still dark.
Can't blame him.
With his pride, getting played like a fool is definitely hard to accept.
"Hagoromo-sama, what should we do next?" Oonoki glanced at Madara and asked the Sage of Six Paths.
To be honest, the old man was feeling a bit pleased deep down. After all, he had once been crushed by Madara, and now seeing him in such a bitter state naturally made him feel good.
"First, we need to build up our strength as quickly as possible."
Otsutsuki Hagoromo paused for a moment and said, "The Arrancars under Aizen aren't pushovers. With just the current power of the ninja world, we likely won't stand a chance. So, I'll be passing on the powers unique to Soul Reapers to all of you."
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