"Thank you," Yukimura says to Yanagi. He takes a strange comfort in the voiced commitment to Flayn's well being. Out of everyone, she least deserved any social backlash. All she'd done was been kind enough to talk to him like a normal person. He didn't want her to be punished for that.

Hearing just how high the rumor count had become might nearly have caused him to choke too, had he been in the middle of a bite. As it was, his eyes widened with concern and disbelief. Over 700... With that many floating around, they had their work cut out for them. With that many floating around, the smart, safe option was to forget about lunch tomorrow. It was out of the question; he wasn't going to let the school chatter dictate who he could and could not be friends with. If she decided not to show, then and only then would he re-evaluate.

The subject sounds like it's winding down, so the last thing he should give Yanagi was more ammunition, but since he was going to help out with squashing these rumors (and because he was a close confidante), he'll allow a small divulgence between them.

"Well, not shamelessly at any rate," he concedes with a perhaps too-pleased smile. "She is certainly fun to talk to."

He really does know him too well, that Renji.