Dad Was Really Too Pitiful

After hearing Yuko's analysis, Rukia rested her fingers against her chin and fell into thought. "Indeed, if all they wanted was to connect Hueco Mundo and the Human World, couldn't they just absorb more living people?"

"Why go to all that trouble and risk entering Hueco Mundo?"

"Is that really how it is?" Yoruichi narrowed her eyes. "That bastard definitely knows what's going on."

Could Kisuke have been stammering and avoiding the subject all this time because of that?

Could there be something troubling him?

"Forget whether that idiot knows or not. How much longer are you planning to stay on my head?" Yuko lowered her eyelids. "It's a pain to bow my head while eating."

Yoruichi jumped down from her head and landed on the table. Tilting her head, she asked, "What would happen if I spat into your bowl?"

Yuko said coldly, "You'd become cat pie."

"Really?" Yoruichi looked up at her, then lowered her head and licked Yuko's miso soup at lightning speed.

Yuko instinctively reached out to grab her, but Yoruichi dodged. With a great leap, she jumped from the dining table, along the wall, and onto the sofa in the living room.

A vein bulged at Yuko's temple. "I spat in it."

Yoruichi sprawled on the sofa, completely at ease. "It's fine. I'm not picky."

Yuko darkened her expression and moved the miso soup aside.

Ichigo watched the scene, sweating awkwardly.

Come to think of it, Yoruichi seemed to be the only one who had never been beaten up for provoking Aunt. Even after doing something that could send her to hell to be hacked apart a thousand times, all Aunt did was grumble at her a couple of times.

Creak~

A sudden noise came from the door to Yuko's room. Everyone instinctively turned to