"What's wrong, little Soeiling? Don't tell me you can't wait to go on a date with your Lady Yoruichi?"
Yuko signaled Old Man Yama to wait, ignored the exasperation in his eyes, and led Soi Fon aside. "Well?" she teased.
"...My injuries aren't serious. I'll recover soon."
Soi Fon immediately lowered her head, blushing and fidgeting.
Yuko's mouth twitched. She really couldn't wait? I was only teasing!
Was she that eager?!
"All right, all right. I'll talk to Yoruichi when I get back." Yuko changed her expression and patted her shoulder. "I'll sort it out for you within three days."
Soi Fon was about to nod when another thought struck her. She laced her fingers together nervously, too shy to look at Yuko. "Um, Sister Yuko... how are you going to tell Lady Yoruichi?"
"How?" Yuko looked puzzled. "I'll just tell her. Honestly, if you were as shameless as me, you could ask her yourself. Yoruichi would definitely say yes."
"Huh?!" Soi Fon looked up in shock. "You're going to ask her outright?"
Her face flushed even redder. She waved her hands in a fluster and stammered, "C-can you do that?"
"Isn't that too direct?"
And there was no way she could ask herself. How could Lady Yoruichi possibly agree?
"Not at all. Don't worry. How could Yoruichi turn down someone as cute as little Soeiling?"
"Relax. I'll notify you by Hell Butterfly within three days." Yuko waved a hand in front of her and teased, "Instead of worrying about that, you should figure out how to ask Old Man Yama for time off."
"Now stop standing here and steaming. Go get treated."
Yuko beckoned over a member of the Fourth Division.
"Th-then I'm counting on you for everything, Sister Yuko." Soi Fon spoke softly, then turned and climbed onto