"You know, I heard he does experiments on his squad members while they're sleeping. Particularly the females..."
"Really?! I mean, there was a reason he was locked up in the Maggot's Nest, right? I can't believe that the Captain Commander actually let him keep his position in the twelfth division, even after Captain Urahara disappeared."
"Captain Kurotsuchi is a sick fuck, I'll tell you that."
Chessebelle's ears pricked at the sound of the soul reapers talking about her captain, the last voice standing out to her as one of her own comrades. Looking up from her notepad, the shinigami took a glance towards the other souls, talking loudly without a care as to who was listening as they walked past. Without a second thought, she spoke out to them, a touch of irritation accenting her voice.
"You do realize that you're talking about your own commanding officer, Minazuki?"
Hao Minazuki startled, spinning to look at who was speaking, the familiar flat tone of the fourth seat making his face heat. His eyes locked with her own tired ones, a thick eyebrow arched in defiance to his answer before he even spoke.
"Chiyoko, I was just talking with the guys an-"
"That you entertain such rumors with these gossips shows a side of your character that I didn't suspect..." Chessebelle paused as her slate hues flicked towards his companions. They looked like eleventh division members if she had to guess, but who really knew where such ignorant souls were placed in the Gotei. Turning her attention back to Minazuki, she looked him up and down with a detached expression. She returned her eyes to her notepad, scribbling notes.
"There is no need to explain your actions to me, Minazuki, truly. If you feel what you said, I can't say I like your opinion, but I respect you for so freely disrespecting your captain like that. I commend you for putting on such a show for him whenever presenting research and looking for the praise you so desperately want-or so it would seem-while encouraging such nasty words from others about him."
Lolling her head to the side, Chessebelle took in Minazuki's face filling with apparent embarrassment, looking him up and down. Her lip twitched with disgust, shaking her head.
"You are scum, beneath any Captain's feet. Do not let yourself think you are anything more than dirt for Captain Kurotsuchi to walk upon."
The fourth seat took her leave now, Minazuki praying that his friends weren't thinking of numerous insults to throw at him once he rejoined them with burning shame emblazoned on his face.