Okita waited in his room in the barracks with a grin. He was expecting a fun night tonight. She was quite naive at times it seemed and easy to manipulate. All he needed to do was promise her some sweet and she was apperently willing to do just about anything. He would see just how far she would go as he had two dozen donuts waiting on his bed as he waited for the so called demon swordswoman to show up and meet her obligation.
