Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "?"
Book Artist: "Enter... enter the body? Are you kidding me? Has your relationship progressed that far? Even if it has, you shouldn't say such things so bluntly in the group chat!"
Curly-Haired Boy: "Hey, hey, am I hallucinating? Aizen-sama, are you really the Aizen-sama I know?"
This is an Actor: "You all seem to have misunderstood something. I simply want to test the privileges of the group owner."
Shark-Faced Guy: "So that's how it is. The privilege of the group leader is that he can enter a girl's body at will."
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "Usually, this kind of behavior is referred to as an 'unspoken rule,' isn't it?"
This is an Actor: "..."
Aizen didn't bother explaining any further. He realized there was something fundamentally warped about the way these group members processed information. What kind of bizarre fantasies were they entertaining?
It was just possession; couldn't they keep it pure?
But Konan-senpai should be able to understand, right?
Turning his gaze toward Konan, he saw that her cheeks were flushed crimson. She looked away with an embarrassed expression. "Let's... let's change locations. This place doesn't seem quite right for this."
Well, it seemed he had overestimated her as well.
Aizen's brow twitched—a rare occurrence—but he suppressed the urge to complain. "There's no need. Let's do it here."
Konan's eyes widened, and she stood frozen for a moment. Then, taking a deep breath, she nodded with a look of quiet resignation. "If... if that is what you wish."
Aizen was speechless at her behavior and gave up on verbal communication entirely. He opened the shimmering gold group owner interface and selected the [Possession Travel] button.
The so-called "entering Konan's body" was actually just a test of this specific function. Its purpose was to allow the group owner's consciousness, body, and abilities to be projected into the possessed person, granting full control over their actions.
The perspective shifted instantly.
Although Konan's outward appearance remained unchanged, the consciousness driving her was now Aizen's. Raising his hand, Aizen clenched his fist experimentally. As expected, even while inhabiting Konan's form, his own strength and abilities hadn't weakened in the slightest.
Furthermore, Konan's original power was superimposed onto his own—though for Aizen, that addition was almost negligible.
This is an Actor: "What an overbearing function."
This possession was a unique authority of the group leader; it didn't require the host's consent. In other words, as long as the target was a group member, Aizen could possess them regardless of their wishes. It was undeniably absolute.
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Is this what you meant by 'entering'?"
As the host, Konan's consciousness hadn't been erased. She remained in her own sea of consciousness as a bystander. She could still use the group chat and communicate with Aizen internally.
This is an Actor: "Yes. How do you feel, Konan-senpai?"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Very weird."
It was indeed a bizarre sensation to watch a third party navigate your own body.
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "It's one thing to do that kind of thing, but why are you discussing your 'feelings' about it in the group?"
Saten Ruiko's face turned bright red. She felt she should stop watching, yet she couldn't quell the burning curiosity in her heart.
Curly-Haired Boy: "And shouldn't the answer be 'good' or 'bad'? What the hell is 'weird'? Why use the adjective 'weird'? Gintoki-san has no idea what's going on!"
This is an Actor: "The Zanpakutō did not come with me."
Aizen looked at his discarded blade through Konan's eyes, lost in thought. So, a Zanpakutō—deemed an external object—could not cross over with its owner during possession?
Book Artist: "Zanpakutō? You need a Zanpakutō for something like that? You guys are truly perverted!"
Eriri gripped her hair, her bewilderment peaking. Her body wasn't enough; she needed tools? How on earth could a Zanpakutō be used in this situation?
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "But I can feel the Hōgyoku."
Book Artist: "Konan, have you already used the Hōgyoku?"
Eriri's mouth fell open so wide it looked like a duck egg could fit inside. Just how many ingenious—and depraved—ways were these two playing with each other?
This is an Actor: "That should be enough, Konan-senpai. Thank you for your cooperation."
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "It's fine."
Curly-Haired Boy: "It's over? It's over already? Hey, hey, are you kidding me? The invincible Aizen-sama only lasts this long?"
Book Artist: "Isn't that a bit too fast?"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "It's not what you think. Though it's a bit regrettable, nothing actually happened between us."
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Eh? Then what were you two doing?"
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Just experimenting with new features."
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "I didn't think it would happen that quickly. Master Anran is not the impatient type."
Book Artist: "But their dialogue was terrible! Words like 'entering' and 'weird'... any normal person would have bad associations!"
Despite her protests, Eriri seemed secretly relieved.
This is an Actor: "That is only because your minds were unhealthy to begin with."
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "Well, that's true."
Konan seemed to have completely recovered from her earlier blushing and embarrassment.
Curly-Haired Boy: "Well, Eriri-chan is a manga artist after all. It's natural for her to have such dirty associations. Don't worry, Eriri-chan. Gintoki-san won't look down on you."
Book Artist: "Shut the hell up! You, with the filthiest thoughts of all, have no right to say that!"
[System Message: The Group Owner has initiated a Task-Grabbing event!]
[Note: Group members who click the task bar as quickly as possible may accept the mission and receive double the base reward upon completion.]
[Congratulations to member 'Curly-Haired Boy' for being the first to claim the task!]
Scarlet Snake Fairy: "?"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "I hadn't even finished reading the notes!"
Book Artist: "How fast are your hands? Just how many years have you been single?"
Curly-Haired Boy: "Hahahaha! The double reward is mine!"
[Mission Information: Please enter a public restroom while wearing stockings over your head and rob ten men of their leggings. (0/10)]
[Base Reward: 500 Points]
[Failure Penalty: Forced Baldness for 10 Days]
Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: "..."
Book Artist: "Pfft!"
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: "Leggings for men?"
Curly-Haired Boy: "????"