gogojojo331
Six Thousand Club
"Jeez Midori san..." He rubbed his neck and bowed his head as if being scolded by his mother "Always so uptight...". In a way she kinda was. She told him off, helped direct some of parties and training, washed dishes, did clothes. One time Shinichi teased her. For years after that day, all his clothes were dyed bright pink as punishment. "Plus, I already got the gist of it. Repair the soul society, keep watch over the human realm, yadda yadda...." He shrugged. "We can do that in our sleep." He chuckled. "And what's with the French maid getup?" He started walking. "I mean, you look cute in it and all, but...ain't it a bit too..." he fake coughed "For this occasion?