As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group

Wig Guy: Um, Gintoki? What's going on here?

Katsura, now completely tied up and dragged into a dark underground cell, was totally confused.

Curly-haired Guy: Nothing serious. Someone just reported your behavior as suspicious. This is just a routine check. Don't worry, it's fine.

After sending the message, Gintoki pulled open the blinds in front of him. From his spot, he could clearly see Katsura's face through the window.

But from Katsura's side, it just looked like a solid dark wall.

Wig Guy: Oh, I see… so that's what's happening?

Curly-haired Guy: Yep, we're just going through the motions. I already told the Hyakka girls you're a close friend of mine. Since it's me vouching for you, they'll clear your name soon. Trust me!

Wig Guy: Gintoki! We'll always be close friends!

Right after he sent that message, two Hyakka members suddenly tied him to a giant wooden spinning wheel. One of them pulled the lever, and the wheel started turning slowly.

Huh?

Katsura felt something was off. He quickly asked in the group chat: Gintoki, are they going to torture me?

Soul Society's Villain: ?

Doujin Artist: Why would you even think that?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: What the heck is happening?

Wig Guy: These girls are treating me like a washing machine! My head's spinning! Gintoki, are you sure this is okay?

Curly-haired Guy: It's just a spin cycle, calm down.

Sakata Gintoki pressed the green button in front of him. The Hyakka members, now signaled, began the next round.

Wig Guy: Wait, why are they putting a funnel in my mouth?

Curly-haired Guy: Don't worry, it's standard procedure. No need to freak out. I've already been in touch with the Hyakka management here.

That's what he said, but the Hyakka leader, Tsukuyo, was actually standing right beside him. She looked a little uneasy and asked, "Do we really have to go this far?"

"Of course," Gintoki stared at Katsura and answered without hesitation. "When it comes to idiots like him, the only way is to teach them a hard lesson. It's all for Lord Aizen."

For Lord Aizen, huh? If that's the case, then it can't be helped.

Tsukuyo immediately went silent, her face slowly returning to calm.

While the two were talking, a Hyakka member carrying a brass basin walked up to Katsura. Floating on the surface of the basin was a bright red layer of chili oil.

Splash!

The whole basin of spicy water was poured straight into Katsura's throat through the funnel in his mouth.

Wig Guy: No! Mmmph!!!

His eyes flew wide open, and his face quickly turned bright red, then shifted to a purplish-blue. The intense burning hit his brain so hard that his body's reflexes kicked in. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

Curly-haired Guy: Whoa, he's already out cold? 

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: His eyes rolled back, of course he's knocked out.

Doujin Artist: How much chili water did they pour into him? His clothes are soaked red, lol!

Machete Girl: Poor guy.

Amegakure Village's Angel: Yeah, that's rough, but honestly, he brought it on himself.

He had the nerve to badmouth Aizen-san and even planned to give him that kind of drug! And as if that wasn't enough, he tried to sneak in a man? That's way over the line for Konan to ignore!

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: He got what he deserved.

Soul Society's Villain: Got what he deserved?

Unohana narrowed her eyes, feeling like something was off.

Normally, someone would've had to report Katsura for something like this to happen, so how did he bring it on himself?

And looking at how the others reacted, people who usually act friendly didn't seem to care at all. No—more like they were expecting this?

What's going on here?

Doujin Artist: Ahem. Doesn't Flower Sis think this guy is super annoying? Giving him a taste of his own medicine seems fair! I totally support it, hands down.

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Same here!

Soul Society's Villain: So no one actually reported him? Curly-haired Guy set him up on purpose?

Curly-haired Guy: "Set up" sounds kind of harsh. Let's call it a much-needed lesson for our dumb friend in the wig. Honestly, I've wanted to do this for a long time!

Gintoki felt totally refreshed, like his soul had been cleansed.

Soul Society's Villain: A lesson...?

Unohana looked a little stunned. A "deep lesson" means pouring chili water down someone's throat? Are you sure you're comrades and not mortal enemies? Even enemies wouldn't go this far, right?

Doujin Artist: Seriously, Wig Guy's been begging for it. It's for his own good...

Eriri thought just based on the garbage he was saying earlier, Aizen-san not kicking him out was already being super nice. That idiot always fails to read the room and just runs his mouth.

*Sigh.*

She let out a sigh and pushed open the door to the nurse's office.

"You're finally here?" Kasumigaoka Utaha was already waiting in the room, arms crossed, looking annoyed. "You're the one who set the time, and then you show up late?"

"Blame our literature teacher for going overtime," Eriri shrugged.

"Forget it. Just get to the point," Kasumigaoka waved it off. "Why did you ask me to come here?"

Eriri was quiet for a moment, then said, "I heard you quit the game club too?"

Kasumigaoka paused and frowned slightly. "Yeah. What, you think you've got another shot now?"

"For the last time, I don't have any feelings for Aki anymore," Eriri looked her straight in the eyes. "I asked you to come here because I want to…"

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

Before she could finish, a loud buzzing noise cut her off.

Eriri and Kasumigaoka were both stunned. They turned toward the sound coming from outside the infirmary window. In the distance, the sky churned with thick black clouds.

But if you looked closer, you'd see it wasn't clouds at all—but massive, pitch-black insects with terrifying appearances. Like a black wave, they surged toward the entire Chiyoda district.