Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 602 Night 1's Dinner

Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Yoruichi's face.

"You bastard, you really dare to say that..."

"Uh..." Kisuke Urahara broke out in a cold sweat, unconsciously taking two steps back, and forced himself to reply, "Because you said you didn't want Yuuko to know, that's why I..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud bang, and Kisuke Urahara, who had just walked back from there, quickly rolled back.

"Oh~ so far away~" Hiyori hugged the pillar with one hand and dangled one foot in mid-air, gazing at the direction where Urahara Kisuke had flown away.

"..."

Whose vice-captain looks like this?!

Yoruichi stood still, her right leg, which had just kicked Urahara Kisuke, dangling in the air before she stiffly pulled it back.

Kisuke was killed, but why is she now even more embarrassed?

Yuko's voice rang out from behind her at an inopportune moment: "I never thought I was this kind of person in Yoruichi."

Yoruichi, her eyelids drooping, turned around listlessly: "Um, if I were to say..."

“I know, Yoruichi.”

Yu Zi's voice was calm and even, with a hint of gentle kindness, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"No explanation needed."

Yoru's eyelid twitched: "Are you serious? Are you sure you don't want to beat me up?"

"Huh? So that's the kind of person Yoruichi sees me as?" Yuko's eyes widened slightly. "I thought Yoruichi saw me as a princess, which is why she didn't want me to see those messy things."

"Are you out of your mind?!" Yoruichi looked at the others with a hint of panic.

There should be a proper time to make a joke, right?

With so many people around, she didn't want to get herself killed!

As expected, Hiyori noticed the key point.

"Princess?"

Yu Zi smiled slightly: "That's right, this is my true identity."

"Really? Princess?" Hiyori jumped down from the corridor and teleported in front of Ikuko.

"A princess of this world?"

Yuko smiled enigmatically: "Don't believe me? Yoruichi herself admitted it. If you don't believe me, just ask her."

Not only Hiyori, but almost everyone's eyes were fixed on Yoruichi.

Yoruichi's lips twitched violently twice: "...Although in a certain sense, it's not wrong."

Who knew this guy would remember a joke for so long!

It really was revenge, wasn't it? It's 100% revenge, isn't it?

Just because she made a couple of jokes last time, she's now trying to get revenge!

What a hateful guy!

But it's also her fault. Why did she think that this idiot looked like a dignified princess when he was asleep?

"Wow, amazing!" Hiyori's eyes lit up. She reached out and touched Yuuko, then quickly pulled away, shouting, "I touched the princess!"

"..."

Yushiro smiled awkwardly, wondering why he felt a little out of place with this group of people.

Yu Zi smiled and looked around, saying, "It's rare to have so many people here today, why don't you stay for a simple meal?"

Hiyori rubbed her stomach: "Now that you mention it, I am actually a little hungry."

Yushiro smiled and said, "The servants brought over some fresh food this afternoon."

Seireitei does not grow its own food or raise livestock; it generally imports everything from Rukongai, and many lower-ranking nobles have families that are involved in this business to some extent.

The Shihōin family naturally has corresponding channels to obtain fresh and delicious food.

Compared to Hiyori's carefree attitude, Soi Fon appeared much more formal, quickly bowing and saying, "It's my great honor, Yoruichi-sama, Ikuko-nee."

Yuko waved her hand with a smile: "Shoya, really, I already told you not to use honorifics when talking about Yoruichi."

"How about trying Yoruichi-neechan?"

“She doesn’t even care about me, the princess. How can a mere noblewoman like her have such a big attitude?”

Hiyori nodded in agreement: "That's right, even the princess doesn't mind."

"Oh right, since it's still early, why don't you ask Hana-nee if she's coming?" Yuko said, resting her finger on her chin. "I always feel a little guilty about going to Hana-nee's place to freeload."

"..." Yoru's eyelid twitched. "Don't you feel bad for me?"

"Really?" Yuko turned her head blankly, and then, without waiting for Yoruichi's reply, she decided on her own, "Okay, Yoruichi will contact Hana-nee, and I'll go to the kitchen to see what ingredients we're making tonight."

"You really don't think you're an outsider," Yoruichi muttered, rubbing her forehead as she watched her familiar figure disappear into the crowd. "Who exactly owns this mansion anyway?"

"Isn't it Her Highness the Princess?"

A voice came from behind her. Yoruichi turned around speechlessly, and halfway through turning her head, she realized that the owner of the voice was actually her beloved younger brother. She couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Yushiro! You!"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," Yu Shiro pleaded, waving his hands repeatedly.

"Wait! Is the princess cooking?" Hiyori suddenly realized.

Yoruichi glanced at her: "Do you believe she's a princess or that I'm the head of the Shihōin family?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Hiyori's face, and she followed like a little tail: "Hey! Princess, do all the princesses in your world know how to cook?"

Yoruichi's face darkened, and he almost vomited blood.

"Well, I'll go see if there's anything I can help Yuko with." Seeing that his older sister was about to lose her temper, Yushiro quickly made an excuse to leave.

However, there's no way I can help. Sister Yu's cooking skills are so good that no one else can get involved.

Besides, I really don't know what else he can do besides serving dishes!

Yoruichi watched the group leave in a grand procession, leaving only her and Soi Fon standing there. She sighed helplessly, released the Hell Butterfly, and flew towards the Fourth Division.

Only Soi Fon and Yoruichi remained in the courtyard.

Soi Fon stood to the side, looking at Yoruichi's profile, and whispered, "Yoruichi-sama, excuse me."

Yoruichi turned around and smiled, "It's alright, it's rare to have such a lively atmosphere. Besides..."

She glanced in the direction of the kitchen. "Although that idiot may not be good at anything else, his food must be pretty good."

Perhaps, as Yuko said, equal communication is more pleasant.

However, Yoruichi was also a bit troubled by this. Soi Fon was fine in other aspects, but her attitude towards her was quite stubborn and firm.

This is certainly related to the fact that the Bee family has served the Shihouin family for generations, but it has to be said that... she has come to somewhat accept Yuuko now.

Kisuke Urahara finally walked back from the other end of the courtyard, grinning. He dusted himself off, acting as if nothing had happened, and grinned as he approached, "Oh dear, looks like a banquet is about to begin! Count me in, count me in!"

Yoruichi glanced at him sideways, snorted coldly, and didn't kick him away again.

About half an hour later, Unohana Retsu arrived as invited.

Retsu Unohana remained as gentle and virtuous as ever. Even in her shihachi outfit, she exuded a soft, homely kimono-like beauty, completely belying her ruthless and heartless nature.

"I apologize for disturbing you, Captain Yoruichi."

Upon seeing Yoruichi beating up Urahara Kisuke in the courtyard, Unohana smiled and nodded.

"I didn't expect Captain Urahara to be here too."

Kisuke Urahara rolled away from Yoruichi's grasp, dusted off his clothes, and cleared his throat.

"Captain Unohana, please come in."

Yoruichi snorted and politely followed suit, saying, "Please come in."

"Sister Hua, you're here?" Yu Zi was just coming out of the kitchen with a plate of food when she greeted her with a smile. "Please have a seat, dinner will be served soon."

Behind her were Yushiro and Hiyori, who were also carrying food.

Especially Hiyori, whose eyes were shining, was clearly impressed by Ikuko.

Retsu Unohana looked at the delicious-looking food in her hands, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Did Yuuko make this?"

"Hmm, I don't know if it will suit everyone's taste."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes to herself. This guy was definitely doing it on purpose!

She's clearly an amazing cook! But she insists on pretending, it's really annoying!

“It smells so good~”

Soon, the dinner was served. It was more like a formal banquet than a family dinner, and the feast was quite lavish.

In the hall, a large, low table was laden with a dazzling array of dishes.

In the very center is a steaming pot of sukiyaki, with paper-thin slices of premium beef swirling in a sweet sauce, accompanied by grilled tofu, cabbage, and other vegetarian dishes. The aroma alone is irresistible.

Next to it were various exquisite dishes.

Golden and crispy assorted tempura, served with grated daikon radish and a special sauce. Also, there's salt-grilled sea bream, roast duck...

Oh no, my saliva is about to overflow.

Yoruichi swallowed the saliva that was almost at her lips, trying hard not to lose her composure.

Okay, she admitted it, it didn't matter if this guy pretended a little.

Because it smells so good.

"Wow~ That's amazing!" Kisuke Urahara drooled, looking at Yoruichi with envy and jealousy. "Your life is just too good, isn't it?"

“Exactly, exactly.” Hiyori picked up her chopsticks without making a sound.

Yoru stared blankly at Kisuke Urahara: "You talk as if you've eaten much less."

He often comes over to freeload meals.

"It's truly astonishing," Retsu Unohana praised without reservation. "I never expected Ikuko to have such culinary skills."

Yuko smiled slightly: "Yushiro and Hiyori also helped."

Yushiro quickly waved his hand: "No, I was just handing over the plate."

Hiyori nodded silently, "Exactly, that's not really helping at all."

Yuko didn't mind and turned to look at Retsu Unohana: "It's always been Hana-nee who treats us. Consider this meal a belated thank you."

Ye opened her mouth, wanting to explain that she had paid for all the ingredients herself.

But then I thought about it, and realized that without Yuko, these things really wouldn't taste that good, so I decided to let it go.

We really can't send Yuko away now. If she leaves, who will cook these delicious meals for her?

Is it Yushiro?

Unohana Retsu's gentle smile deepened: "Such a lavish banquet, I wonder how many tea parties we'll have to host."

Yoruichi silently took a sip of sake.

This idiot is really something, he can even get along well with Captain Unohana... wait, it seems like she is too.

"Alright, everyone, don't be shy." Yuko poured herself a glass of sake, raised her glass, and said, "Let's celebrate Kisuke not going to jail. Cheers!"

Kisuke gave an awkward smile: "No need to go to jail or anything..."

He's a team leader, after all; this kind of thing shouldn't warrant jail time.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses.

Yuko put down her glass and looked at Hiyori suspiciously: "Speaking of which, can a child drink alcohol?"

Soi Fon has changed a lot over the years and is already showing signs of becoming a young woman.

This little girl still looks like she hasn't grown up.

Although Hiyori wasn't tall, her movements were quite bold. She supported herself on the table with one hand, raised her cup with the other, and looked at Yuuko with a provocative expression.

"Your Highness, how about we have a contest to see who can hold their liquor better?"

Unohana Retsu was stunned for a moment: "Princess?"

Yuko opened her mouth as if to explain, "Ah, actually..."

Yoruichi, holding her sake glass, looked at Yuuko with amusement: "That's right, our Yuuko is actually a princess from the mortal world~"

Yuko met her gaze: "You're pretty much the same as everyone else, aren't you?"

Yoruichi: Same here.

The banquet had barely begun when the atmosphere became lively. After a few playful banter from the crowd, someone finally couldn't resist taking a bite.

The idea that elders are superior simply doesn't exist.

Hiyori was the first to reach for the beef in the sukiyaki with her chopsticks, which burned her so much that she screamed and almost jumped up.

"Spit it out first." Yuko held out the dish containing the food scraps to her.

Hiyori blushed, remained motionless, then swallowed the beef with difficulty, followed by an expression of enjoyment.

It's so delicious!

Everyone: "..."

“Kids will always be kids.” Yoruichi elegantly picked up a piece of tempura, dipped it in the sauce, and then put it in her mouth.

Hiyori narrowed her eyes: "That's right, you can just keep eating like this."

Yoruichi paused for a moment, and before she could ask, she saw Hiyori picking up food from the table with her chopsticks.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and imitated him, afraid of missing out on a few bites.

Elegance? It doesn't exist.

Yoruichi admitted it, and she panicked a little.

Damn it! You bunch of bastards!

"Yushiro! Did the Shihōin family ever teach you to eat so recklessly?"

Yushiro shrank back and subconsciously pulled his chopsticks back, but before he could even get them halfway back, he saw his older sister frantically devouring the food on the table, even faster than he could.

He understood perfectly well.

"How cunning of you, sister!!"

Compared to the noise of the others, Yuko and Unohana Retsu appeared much more elegant.

Who is truly the aristocrat?

Yuko really wanted to ask Yoruichi that question.

Retsu Unohana drank a cup of sake, turned her head and asked, "I heard the 12th Division had an accident. Are they alright now?"

Yuko nodded: "Yes, the stolen files have been retrieved."

"That's good."

Yu Zi was somewhat surprised: "Does Sister Hua care a lot?"

Unohana Retsu smiled slightly: "No, I just care about you."