"If you marry into the Shihōin Clan, you'll become a noble."
Yoruichi Shihōin winked at Masatsuki Aozaki, looking rather excited.
"Our Shihōin Clan isn't just any noble family—we're one of the Four Great Noble Clans. In Soul Society, our status is second only to the royal family. How does that sound? Tempting, isn't it?"
Masatsuki mulled it over for a moment and murmured, "So I could rise to the top in one step?"
"Exactly. You'd just have to change your surname. Masatsuki Shihōin—it has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
"It does sound good." Masatsuki winked back with a grin. "I wouldn't mind changing my surname, but I have two questions first."
Yoruichi eyed him for a few seconds before saying, "Go ahead."
She had only been joking at first, but hearing Masatsuki's response, she found herself wanting to continue the conversation.
"First, if I marry into the Shihōin Clan, does that mean I'm marrying you?"
"T-That's obvious."
For some reason, Yoruichi suddenly felt a little flustered, her words stumbling as she tried to explain.
"Don't underestimate yourself. You may not be a noble, but you're the disciple of the Captain-Commander."
"Other than me, who else in the Shihōin Clan would be qualified to marry the disciple of Captain-Commander Yamamoto?"
"That makes sense. Well, that works out—I do like you, after all." Masatsuki thought for a moment before nodding.
Yoruichi looked up at the sky, saying nothing.
Masatsuki continued, "Second question: After I marry you, can I still pursue my personal goals and strive for a bright and happy future?"
"You really are persistent," Yoruichi muttered, dumbfounded.
She knew exactly what kind of "goals" he was referring to—not the most respectable ambitions—but now was definitely not the time to bring that up.
"I'm asking you seriously. Yes or no?" Masatsuki pressed.
"Of course not! How could I ever agree to that?!"
Yoruichi's face turned red as she clenched her fists and shouted, drawing the attention of nearby servants. However, fearing trouble, they quickly averted their gazes.
Masatsuki let out a disappointed sigh, shaking his head. "Then forget it. My ties to this world are too deep to be severed just yet."
Yoruichi: "..."
She knew he was just joking, but she still couldn't help rolling her eyes.
...
The two of them walked up to an old, elegant estate. The clamor of the city gradually faded behind them, replaced by an air of quiet solitude.
Masatsuki and Yoruichi both remained silent, making the atmosphere even more distant and complex.
"Yoruichi-sama."
The doormen bowed as they approached, breaking the strange mood.
Yoruichi glanced at Masatsuki before turning to the guards. "Thanks for your hard work. Has anyone come looking for me?"
Perhaps sensing the unusual tension, one of the guards hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice.
"Lieutenant Ōmaeda stopped by once. He left some documents in the study."
Yoruichi: "..."
The guard added in an even quieter voice, "Lieutenant Ōmaeda said he has already handled the paperwork. You just need to review and sign it."
Yoruichi's expression relaxed slightly as she stepped inside.
Masatsuki peeked inside, and when she gestured for him to follow, he did.
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