Unohana Inquisition

“W-We just wanted our marks,” Hiyori says in typical tough girl fashion, her arms crossed as she blushes deeply, “i-is that so wrong master?”

You give a thoughtful little hum as a single finger taps at your chin, “No, I suppose it makes sense…” It appears as if all of the girls are going to give a nice collective sigh of relief until you speak once more, “except for the fact that I have never heard of this place before, something I find very odd especially considering that I went to Renji-chan more than a few times asking about Tattoo Parlors and she never once mentioned this place…or this Calypso woman.”

Unohana, being the most collected and calm individual out of your little ‘coven’ offers up a pleasant smile, not a single ounce of worry in her features as she speaks, “Calypso-chan is someone I met many years ago when I first became a Shinigami, and as for her ‘place of business’ Calypso-chan is not so much a tattoo artist as she is a…Kido practitioner.”

“Oh? Is that so?” you ask with a curious raise of your eyebrow, a small smirk crossing your own lips as you look down at your cheerful little slave girl, “and what kind of Kido does she practice?”

“She, much like Yoruichi-chan and Hachigen-san, has developed a skill that is similar to Bakudo but works differently,” Unohana says as she gently holds onto your arm, “it is more of a binding of souls technique than a binding of the body.”

“Interesting,” you say with a bit of awe in your voice, the hand with your ‘master’s mark’ coming up as you look at the place where Calypso placed the seal, “So this is sort of like a root seal and all of yours are the branches.”

Unohana nods happily, her smile widening as a certain gleam lights up within her eyes, “Correct Master, the four of us are now inseparable from you, forever and ever~”

You grin a bit as you look down at Unohana, your smile turning just a bit naughty as you speak, “I wouldn’t have it any other way…however, there is still one question I have.”

“What would that be master?” Unohana asks, confusion in her gaze as the rest of the girls give you a similarly puzzled look.

“Well I would still to know one thing,” your grin grows wider as the one hand left unmarked by Calypso rises up to the top of the other, four finger spread out into a square with each of them touching a different kanji representing the women who have sworn their everything to you and you alone, “care to tell your master why all of his little slave girls are so pushy today?”

The girls puzzled look gives way to one of surprise and lust as you let loose with a short but powerful burst of Reiatsu directly into each of their marks all at once…