Chapter 127: Satoru: Watch My Analysis
Looking at the young woman standing before him, Satoru couldn't help but feel surprised.
Yoruichi was wearing a magnificent wide-sleeved kimono.
On the dark-colored garment, the Shihōin Clan's crescent-shaped family crest was embroidered with golden threads.
Her hair was tied up, adorned with several golden hairpins.
From the collar of her white undergarment, a glimpse of her dark skin was visible.
Though he had seen it countless times during their usual hot spring baths, this small revealed portion held a particularly alluring charm at this moment.
Satoru was relatively fine, but Suì-Feng beside him had blushed completely.
Seeing Satoru's reaction, Yoruichi chuckled lightly.
"What, captivated?"
"A little bit."
Satoru nodded.
Yoruichi stroked her chin with a thoughtful expression.
"Well, it seems this garment isn't entirely useless after all..."
Hearing their conversation, Marenoshin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
If the elders of the Shihōin Clan were to learn that the luxurious kimono symbolizing the family head's status was being put to such use, they'd probably faint from anger.
Satoru reached out to adjust the collar of Yoruichi's kimono while lowering his voice:
"What's happened? Why is Central 46 suddenly convening a meeting?"
Hearing this, Yoruichi first looked surprised.
"Huh, you don't know yet?"
Before Satoru could answer, she seemed to remember something and showed an expression of sudden understanding.
Looking at Satoru, Yoruichi said thoughtfully:
"Satoru, the Captain-Commander really does like you a lot."
"What do you mean by that?"
"He's afraid your brain might overload, so he didn't dare tell you the plan in advance."
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Satoru indicated he couldn't tolerate this.
Throughout the entire Soul Society, in terms of intellect, only Aizen and Kisuke could compare with him.
If that old man Yamamoto had any schemes, how could he not discuss them with Satoru beforehand?
This cat woman, sowing discord, was truly detestable.
He'd have to properly deal with her during their next hot spring visit.
Just as he was about to retort, Satoru suddenly realized something.
He said with some surprise: "Wait, are you saying this Central 46 meeting is related to the old man?"
In his recollection, Yamamoto and the nobility had always kept to their own domains.
No matter how intense things got, Yamamoto had never directly clashed with the nobles.
The old man had made it perfectly clear that he'd decided not to get involved in the nobles' petty affairs for the rest of his life.
Let alone something like a Central 46 meeting, the highest level of power struggle.
No matter how he thought about it, it couldn't possibly be related to Yamamoto.
Just as Yoruichi was about to say something, she saw several elderly men wearing kimonos with the Shihōin family crest running toward them with anxious expressions.
"Family Head!"
"Family Head! You mustn't be improper! Please return to the carriage quickly!"
"Family Head!!"
Looking at these people, Yoruichi showed a pained expression.
She sighed, then smiled again.
"Satoru, I need to go in now. We'll talk in detail later."
"Don't worry, at least nothing will happen today."
Watching Yoruichi enter through the stone gate, Satoru stroked his chin.
The Kuchiki Clan initiating the meeting, with his own teacher's shadow behind it...
He needed to seriously analyze this situation.
He waved his hand, summoning a member of Squad 2, and quietly gave some instructions.
Soon, the member returned with Kisuke Urahara in tow.
Seeing Kisuke, Satoru showed an affectionate smile and threw an arm around the other's shoulders.
"Kisuke, come, let me test you. What's your take on the current situation?"
Kisuke: "?"
He had been perfectly fine in his own quarters when suddenly an Onmitsukidō member came running, saying the Third Seat needed him urgently and he must come immediately.
Hearing this, he thought Satoru had been assassinated and was urgently leaving his last words.
And it was just this?
Kisuke was quite disappointed.
As soon as his mind wandered, he felt the choking pressure on his neck.
"Wait, wait, wait... If you want me to analyze, at least give me some information first!"
Kisuke, eyes bulging and tongue out, quickly patted Satoru's arm.
Satoru made an "oh" sound and showed an expression of sudden understanding.
He pulled Kisuke aside and began whispering quietly.
Watching the two figures, Suì-Fēng wore a complicated expression, sweating nervously.
After listening to Satoru's description, Kisuke slightly furrowed his brow.
He glanced around to confirm no one was listening, then whispered:
"Mr. Satoru, this is clearly a frontal assault."
"An assault? Against what?"
"Not against a place, but an assault on the level of 'righteous cause'!"
Kisuke skillfully interrupted Satoru.
"Currently, although the Tsunayashiro Clan is making a lot of noise, their overall strength is actually far inferior to the Kuchiki Clan."
"After all, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has always maintained a neutral stance, not interfering in noble disputes."
"But now it's different... According to your account, the Captain-Commander has clearly taken the Kuchiki Clan's side."
"With this development, the situation between Kuchiki and Tsunayashiro has instantly reversed—the roles of attacker and defender have swapped!"
"If the Kuchiki Clan didn't possess decisive striking power, they could have dragged this out, and the ones who would eventually be worn down would definitely be the Tsunayashiro."
"Since the Kuchiki Clan has chosen to strike, it means they see the situation as completely advantageous."
"I can even boldly speculate that the Kuchiki Clan has already gathered enough noble support to control Central 46's voting."
"With this card in hand, the Kuchiki Clan can already dominate this war!"
Hearing this, Satoru tilted his head.
"You're making Central 46 sound too powerful. Can controlling Central 46 really dominate the war?"
Kisuke looked puzzled: "Of course, Central 46's commands are absolute in the Soul Society."
"As long as Central 46 declares the Tsunayashiro Clan as rebels unworthy of remaining one of the Five Great Noble Families, the Tsunayashiro Clan's million-year foundation will instantly crumble!"
Satoru scratched his head: "Then why not just kill all the voters who oppose you?"
Kisuke: "???"
His eyes showed panic as he quickly checked their surroundings again.
"Mr. Satoru, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you..."
Kisuke wiped cold sweat, feeling like he'd seen a ghost.
This guy really dared to say anything.
He always thought he was quite unconventional himself, but compared to Satoru here, he was practically a model citizen!
But, coming to his senses, he suddenly felt that Satoru's proposal was quite tempting.
If Central 46 couldn't be relied on, then just make them reliable, right?
The moment this thought emerged, Kisuke shuddered.
He quickly shook his head, driving the thought from his mind.
Such dangerous thinking was unacceptable, unacceptable...
Meanwhile, Satoru couldn't help but feel happy.
"So according to this, Tsunayashiro's doom has arrived."
"The days of peaceful slacking off are about to begin!"
Hearing this, Kisuke slightly frowned.
"No... I don't think so."