At first, Yosuke didn't even notice the chair. Finally getting off his feet had helped, but as soon as he'd gotten his stomach under control, he started to realize how much pressure was built up in his head. He clapped a hand over his eyes, and groaned again quietly. This was a really embarrassing way to get to know his new caretaker. What if she decided he was too much work and sent him back?

Eventually, though, the sound of the chair creaking and the needles clacking bothered him enough that he peeked through his fingers to see what Unohana-san was doing. Except, she wasn't. There was no one there.

Yosuke yelped, and fell right off the sofa. He scrambled backward until his shoulder bumped the wall, and stared, wide-eyed. Holy crap. The chair was moving! No one was in the chair, and it was moving!