The noise level in the room hadn't fallen at all despite Koenma's temper tantrum. The thing about working with a toddler was that all the Ogre were used to his temper. And like all things, they knew the transient nature of his anger. Once he was done yelling, he usually felt better. Plus, Jorge took the brunt of the young prince's anger. Which left the rest of the ogre free to tackle the unfathomable amounts of paperwork.

So when Botan entered the room, the noise level failed to subside. Koenma looked up from the files on his desk at the blue haired woman. He sighed loudly and looked at Jorge. When Jorge failed to anticipate what Koenma wanted the young prince grew angry once more.

"Tea Ogre! Tea!" Koenma cried as the ogre once more fled the room. Then he turned to Botan.

"You're still close with Yusuke correct? Our new spirit detective?" Koenma asked, but it really wasn't a question. His mind was already made up and whatever answer the reaper gave, wouldn't have any bearing on that decision. Yet he still asked. After all, a ruler didn't ignore his subjects. He picked up the three files he had been glaring at and passed them to Botan.