Yuko stepped out of the Urahara Shop, listening to the furious yowling behind her. She was delighted.
Somehow, setting people up never got old.
Yuko summoned a Hell Butterfly and was about to send Soi Fon a voice message when she stopped.
If she used a Hell Butterfly for something this entertaining, how would she get to watch the drama unfold?
No, no.
Yuko stroked her chin for three seconds. She had planned to head straight back to the shop to help out, but her mischievous streak had taken over. She tore open a rift in space and vanished from the Human World.
This ability was a little too convenient. She didn't even need to take a train for long trips.
Then again, when had a train ever been as fun to watch as a girl with steam coming out of her head?
The Fourth Division.
Soi Fon lay in a hospital bed, wrapped in bandages. The blow from Kusaka's wing had hit her hard.
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
"Um, Captain Soi Fon, you haven't recovered yet. Please try to get some rest."
A Fourth Division member couldn't help reminding her.
"Sorry." Soi Fon stiffened and stopped moving.
But she couldn't help it. Yuko's parting words kept running through her head.
I'll sort it out for you within three days.
She was joking, right? I actually got carried away and asked Sister Yuko to set us—no, Sister Yuko actually took it seriously!
She had been happy at the time, but now that she'd calmed down, it was all too much!
Aaaah!
Once the division member caring for her left, Soi Fon wrapped herself in her sheet and started rolling around the bed again.
How embarrassing!
It'll be even worse if Lady Yoruichi turns me down!
*I