You Really Do Like Teasing People

After dinner, Yoshino took the initiative to clear the table, picked up the plates, and went to the kitchen.

Rukia lay comfortably on the sofa and muttered, "The Soul Society? I wonder who came this time."

Yuko propped her cheek up with one hand as she lounged in the corner of the sofa with her legs crossed, pressing the remote with her other hand. In a calm tone, she said, "They're all just small fry anyway. Anyone's the same."

Rukia broke into a nervous sweat. "By Teacher's standards, even Big Brother would be a small fry, right?"

Yuko expressionlessly pressed the remote to change channels. "No. Byakuya is already close to leaving the realm of small fry."

"Then what exactly counts as a small fry?"

"Is it that hard to understand?" Yuko glanced at her. "Roughly, a Third Rank spiritual pressure, the level of someone who has just mastered Bankai, and below."

"Hmm. Using Renji as the baseline should make it easier for you to understand."

"...I understand, but Renji is way too pitiful!" Rukia couldn't help complaining.

Yuko's red eyes calmly fixed on her. "Is that so? Then think about how your own strength isn't even as good as a small fry's. That way, you won't feel sad for other people anymore, right?"

Rukia tugged awkwardly at the corner of her mouth. "Y-Yes."

This is so sad... Me...

"Ah! My strength just hasn't recovered yet!" Rukia restlessly grabbed the cushion from the corner of the sofa and rolled around on it.

To say I'm not even as good as a small fry just like that, Teacher is going too far!

"You'd still be a small fry after recovering your strength."

"..."

Rukia stopped wriggling, her gaze turning somewhat gloomy. "I'm going to bed."

"Mm. Don't forget tomorrow's homework."

"Huh?