C207 Discovering the Black Hand

"Gin, are you testing my patience?"

With a metallic ring, Tousen Kaname drew his Soul-Cutter Sword.

Gin Ichimaru's eyes narrowed into slits, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed the icy gleam on the blade.

"Captain Aizen, just how long do you plan to stand by? If Tousen decides to strike, it won't bode well for me."

"Lord Aizen?"

Tousen's expression shifted subtly