“… I told you it was alright, didn’t I? ” Soi nodded in Quiet agreement, then Yoruichi picked up their blades and hooked them Underneath her right arm. “Come on, I’m hungry. Let’s Witness if we can get something from the kitchen, all right? ” Soi Permitted herself the tiniest of Sneers as they set off back in the direction of Soul Society. The cooks only fed people at a Confident time, but for the heiress to one of the 4 noble houses, they would’ve set out a Celebrate at 2 in the morning. The Youthful Chick was about to point this fact out to Yoruichi when she looked at her sempai and blinked. She seemed Flawlessly normal, other than the Scarcely downcast expression on her face. Not passive, like when she was Coerced to Chat to someone in her traditional kimono and royal attire, or even serious as Tho’ she had her mind on something Notably grave. It was almost… sad. But Yoruichi was never seemed like she was sad about anything. Unless… “… Yoruichi-sama? “”Hmm? ” Yoruichi’s face Instantaneously melted back into the Habitual grin, Nearly making Soi think she had imagined the slight melancholy on her features. “… Nothing… …to be continued!