Well...
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Utsuro Neikan stared at the toddler drolly, pulling her hood down. He flinched before avoiding her gaze and twiddling with his thumbs. Her patience was becoming slowly tested and she made that known with a menacing tilt of the head, causing her bangs to brush to the side and expose her eyes. The ruler began to sweat as charcoal eyes stared at him listlessly.
The tiny man broke.
"Okay, okay! They're almost here!" He looked around nervously as he shrieked for Botan to hurry up. Ten seconds later the not-so-grim Reaper appeared with the infamous and disbanded Reikai Tantei in tow before noticing the woman in the room. Blanching, she hastily pushed the boys into the room and fled to "do her job" while Utsuro deliberately pulled her hood back up.
"Why did you bring us back, binky breath? We were—"
The one with oil slicked hair started angrily before cutting himself off, his gaze falling upon the cloaked figure in the room who had yet to look at the troupe. "Who's he?"
His blunt question was met with a sigh from the ruler and a shake of the head. "Be more respectful, Yusuke. She is your temporary teammate." The room lapsed into a tense silence while the apparently newly-reformed group digested the unexpected news, only to be broken by a light voice.
"I decline." Heads swiveled to the apparent female as she stood up and lightly dusted herself off. "Fight your own battles."
The ruler sputtered before becoming slightly irritated, "You can't ignore this, Nei—!" A harsh glare froze the prince and a menacing aura befell the room as the female took a step toward him as he quickly backtracked. "You need to—"
"I need to do nothing. I owe you nothing." The boys warily looked between the two, preparing for an attack.
"But I would owe you one!" This captured the her attention. "Anything. I would owe you anything with no reservations." She paused, cocking her head as another tense silence enveloped the room. The other occupants in the room goggled at the offer, even the red-eyed yokai, and began to contemplate what would make the prince so desperate to make such a fool-hardy offer. Her face was cloaked in shadow—Koenma shivered at the thought of her dead eyes—as she thought over the proposal, weighing the possibilities.
Deciding that the gain—an IOU from the Reikai ruler—was worth more than any loss, she nodded her head. "Deal."