By the time they had run into Chou in the street, Soujirou had managed to stop his tears, and wipe away most of their traces, only a content half-smile remained, although he found himself laughing openly as a bag of buns were dropped into his arms. He wondered idly if he were just having strange reactions, but no. he wasn't fond of Chou and Saitou's brand of bullying was genuinely entertaining. As he passed by, he dropped one into the sword-collector's hands, winking at the girl as he passed by, catching up to Saitou.

"ahh.. I think that would be a perfect reason why I shouldn't work for the Meji." He said, still almost-giggling at the incident, and pulling a bun from the bag to offer to Saitou, before biting into one himself. How long would it be until he and Chou were at eachother's throats?

"But maybe it wouldn't be so bad working for you." He said chewing his lip in thought. "Not that I want to decide just yet." He added, blushing a bit.

He wasn't sure afterall if he should be making that sort of decision after a flurry of uncontrollable emotions; but he felt good and he didn't know when the last time he had felt this good had been.

It certainly wasn't any time in the recent past.

"ne. Saitou-san." He paused awkwardly for a moment. " If you don't have to hurry home, you're welcome to have something to drink with me. I mean, I've had fun tonight, and it's still early and it would be a shame to let these buns to go waste while they're fresh, and ."

Blushing suddenly and stuffing the last piece of bun into his mouth, using it as an excuse to stop talking, he glanced aside and shifted the bag in his arms a bit.