"I don't want to get involved with someone's wrath, papa. If you don't know, you're talking about part of Soul Society right now," I calmly said. I caught a glimpse of his wife, Aunt Imelda, who was quietly watching and listening to us. I look back at papa who is now confused but I can see the joy in his eyes.

"Do you mean, Dad entered you to that elite group?" excited he promised. I shook my head that made his smile fade. "I got invited," I said briefly and picked up the report again. It was a report last year. I monitored this bank those years I'm in Spain...