Let's Imagine: No Way Home!

Yula lets out a soft chuckle as Aiga raises from the ground.

"She was letting out a cry for help, so as a mother I had no choice but to come and comfort her." 

Aiga puts a hand on chin while looking toward Momoko. "Her? With all that fiery she had early today I assumed she was as tough as nails."

Vou walks forward and peers down at the girl with sharpened eyes. Momoko returns her intense stare with one of her own as she clenches both her fist on the flat table.

"Now Vou, don't be so rude. As the village's Head Guardian you should have a calm demeanor when speaking with guests." Aiga imparted with a wink. 

Vou sighs and puts a hand on her curved waist covered by a black Harajuku styled kimono with gold-colored blossom patterns covering her upper-waist and upper-arms leaving her thighs and knees bare.

"Sure, not like I heard about her little incident with Vivi earlier. It's not like she isn't tied to the table for no specific reason."