No, She Didn't Understand

The noisy living room had finally quieted down. Urahara and the others had certainly made a racket, but their survival instincts had been fully activated. Perhaps it was because of Yuko's threats, but the house had been cleaned until it gleamed, without a single stain left behind. Only the hot pot's smell hadn't completely faded yet.

Some people had left, while others had dispersed. Only Yoshino and Rukia remained in the kitchen, cleaning up the mess. In the living room, only Yuko and the three Ishidas were left.

Since Yuko had already agreed with the Bavent on the battlefield, everyone felt reassured about Ishida and stopped keeping watch over him.

As for where the third person had come from, there was, of course, also a rough-looking woman sprawled on the sofa, hugging Yuko's pillow and sleeping soundly.

Ishida set down the broom, adjusted his glasses, and spoke with rare difficulty. "Teacher, you should know what I want to ask."

Yuko tilted her head. "You want to spend the night at the Kurosaki Family's place?"

Ishida's hand froze as he adjusted his glasses.

Why did you jump to something so completely unrelated?

Besides, who wants to spend the night with someone like that?

Yuko wore an expression of sudden realization. "I understand. High school students do want to spend the night with their good friends and have fun."

"Don't worry. Tomorrow's the weekend, and I won't stop you. I'll give your parents a call later and let them know. That'll be all it takes."

Do you think he's an ordinary high school student who needs his teacher to call home and report that he's spending the night elsewhere?

His parents stopped caring about him a long time ago, all right?

What left Ishida even more speechless was that Yuko actually took