Inside the room.
The moonlight outside the window spilled through the gap in the curtains, perfectly illuminating Soifon's slightly flushed cheeks.
Yoruichi captured this rare display of shyness from the other party, and the arc of her grin deepened.
She leaned her body slightly forward, almost touching the tip of Soifon's nose, their breaths intertwining.
"That day when you sneak-attacked me in the World of the Living, weren't you quite bold?" Yoruichi Shihōin lowered her voice. "In the end, you still can't resist the charm of this big sister, can you, Soifon?"
Soifon's breath hitched for a moment, and she rolled her eyes with a blushing face.
Anyone seeing such a scene would blush, alright!
"Lady Yoruichi..."
Seeing that Yoruichi Shihōin continued to press closer, Soifon placed both hands on the back of the other's neck, bringing the distance between them even closer.
"Are you... sure you want to continue?"
Pressing her forehead against Yoruichi Shihōin's, Soifon met her golden eyes.
If Yoruichi nodded now, then Soifon would not be polite.
Yoruichi Shihōin's lips moved, seemingly struggling with whether to continue being forceful, but feeling that admitting defeat in front of Soifon would cause her to lose face, so she could only freeze there in hesitation.
"If it's Soifon..."
Yoruichi Shihōin took a deep breath, seemingly making up her mind...
Knock, knock—
A knocking sound rang out abruptly.
Their lips paused at the moment before contact, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over them; the flames burning in their hearts were instantly extinguished.
Momo Hinamori's voice came from outside the door, carrying obvious worry: "Teacher Soifon? Are you asleep? We just heard... a loud noise in your room."
Rukia's voice followed closely: "Yes, is Teacher Soifon alright?"
Inside the room, hearing these two sentences, Yoruichi curled her lips mischievously.
Soifon, on the other hand, raised a finger and pressed it against Yoruichi's lips, signaling for the other to be silent.
What she got in return, however, was a provocative lick.
Glaring at the other party, Soifon took a deep breath and cleared her throat: "I'm fine. I was practicing in the room just now and bumped into something."
The two outside the door were quiet for a few seconds.
Rukia and Momo Hinamori looked at each other, their gazes grave; neither believed what Soifon had just said.
That commotion was clearly the muffled sound of a heavy object slamming fiercely onto the bedboards.
Moreover, when Teacher Soifon practiced normally, she never made such a big commotion.
"Um..." Momo Hinamori's voice rang out again. "Teacher Soifon, actually, we came to find you to ask for advice regarding the Shinigami Women's Association flower arranging competition..."
Rukia immediately chimed in: "Right, right! Senior Isane hopes we will sign up, but we have absolutely no experience..."
Hiss—
It seemed the noise just now had made them suspicious.
Soifon cursed inwardly; at this point, she could only have Yoruichi Shihōin hide under the bed for a while.
Just as she wanted to discuss it with the other party, Yoruichi Shihōin immediately leaned into her ear again and whispered: "These are the two little disciples you took in?"
"They are just my students from the Shin'ō Academy..." Soifon attempted to get Yoruichi to get up and hide under the bed. "Don't talk for now, Lady Yoruichi, you first..."
The two outside pressed their ears to the door panel; the rustling sounds aroused their suspicion.
"Teacher Soifon, if you don't object, we're coming in, okay?"
Nodding gravely to each other, they moved their steps toward Soifon's window...
Sensing the direction of the footsteps, Soifon couldn't care about much else; she stuffed Yoruichi into the bedding and lay down completely herself.
"Teacher Soifon, are you sick..."
Leaning over the slightly open window, Momo Hinamori vigilantly scanned Soifon's room.
"No, I just got a bit sleepy just now." Soifon's voice was faster than usual. "I don't understand the art of flower arranging either; let's talk tomorrow."
They only saw Soifon leaning half-up against the headboard, the quilt covering her chest, looking at them with a calm expression.
It was just that the shape of the quilt... seemed a bit bulkier than usual.
And Teacher Soifon's cheeks... weren't they a little red?
"Alright, then goodnight, Teacher Soifon..."
They truly couldn't see anything special; perhaps the noise just now really was an accident?
The two exchanged a strange look and decided to go back to sleep for now.
They just felt it was a bit of a pity.
—The plan to pester Teacher Soifon to learn flower arranging late at night and then find an excuse to stay over had gone bankrupt again.
...
The footsteps gradually faded away.
Soifon breathed a sigh of relief; her two students were relatively well-behaved, and managing to fool them was already no easy feat.
At this moment, a purple head popped out from the covers, nuzzling Soifon's cheek and lying on her chest.
"Almost got exposed, Teach-er-Soi-fon~" She pinched Soifon's chin. "How was it? The feeling of sharing a room with a criminal of the Seireitei and almost getting caught—very exciting, right?"
"Spare me, Lady Yoruichi."
Soifon was tired; she couldn't be bothered to push Yoruichi away.
"So, you discovered me early on just now?"
Lying beside Soifon's pillow, Yoruichi played with Soifon's Ringed-braids.
"Sort of, I just didn't expect it to be Lady Yoruichi."
Looking at the familiar ceiling, Soifon felt a bit dazed.
Just a single kiss had actually caused Yoruichi Shihōin to personally launch a night raid.
"Why didn't I notice before that your strength was this impressive, Soifon?" Yoruichi looked her up and down with interest. "Could it really be because of me..."
Soifon did not let Yoruichi finish that sentence.
She suddenly turned to her side, raising her right hand; her fingers threaded through the slightly cool purple hair at the side of Yoruichi's neck, her palm pressing against the back of the other's neck.
Yoruichi Shihōin's teasing voice came to an abrupt halt...
Who knew how much time passed...
Maybe it was only a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes; Soifon pulled back slightly, and their foreheads rested against each other again.
Their breathing was somewhat unsteady, and a visible blush had risen on Yoruichi Shihōin's honey-colored cheeks.
"What do you think now... Lady Yoruichi..."
Soifon stared straight into the other's golden pupils until Yoruichi Shihōin shifted her gaze away in defeat.
—As expected, she was shy.
Soifon realized that she had to treat Yoruichi like a cat; if she didn't eat, but kept pawing at the food, she had to be disciplined.
"...Soifon." Yoruichi was rarely at a loss for words. "What were you doing just now?"
"I like Lady Yoruichi." Soifon spoke very directly. "So, I kissed Lady Yoruichi."
Yoruichi's lips moved, but no sound came out.
"But we..."
"No, it's me. I am a traitor to the Seireitei..."
Several seconds later, she managed to squeeze out these hesitant, stumbling words with difficulty.
"So what?"
Soifon countered. She propped her upper body up slightly, leaning close to Yoruichi's face. "Didn't Lady Yoruichi... also not push me away just now?"
"With Lady Yoruichi's strength..." Soifon looked directly into Yoruichi Shihōin's eyes. "If you really wanted to dodge, or wanted to stop me... it would have been very easy to do, right?"
Yoruichi Shihōin fell silent.
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