The Problem with Bankai

Jinta Hanakari gripped his baseball bat, just about to demand an explanation from Yuko, who was ignoring the two of them.

"Please go easy on her regarding this!"

The shop's front door opened, and Kisuke Urahara, wearing a green-and-white striped hat and leaning on a cane, stood by the entrance.

"Shopkeeper!"

Kisuke Urahara smiled faintly. "She's an acquaintance of mine."

Hearing that, the two finally lowered the weapons in their hands.

Yuko looked around at her surroundings. "Without me around, it seems your lives haven't been going very well."

Kisuke Urahara shook his head with a smile. "Can't be helped. There have been more and more surveillance cameras lately, so it's hard to rob the rich and help the poor."

Yuko froze for a moment, then giggled twice. "You've developed a sense of humor too, huh?"

Kisuke Urahara flicked open a fan and waved it. "Unfortunately, we just missed mealtime. Would you like something to eat?"

"Do you have instant noodles?"

"Our little shop has instant noodles in every flavor imaginable."

"Then I'll have a free bowl of instant noodles."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yuko smiled at the two children gazing up at her and introduced herself. "Hello, my name is Yuko. Just call me Yuko."

The first to respond was the delicate-looking Uro Sakurabi. "H-hello. My name is Uro Sakurabi. You can call me Suzu."

"...Senta." Jinta Hanakari turned his head slightly away.

Hmm, this pair is probably the combination of an insincere boy and a delicate girl.

"Let's talk inside."

It was still drizzling outside, so Kisuke Urahara led Yuko into the shop.

"Well, if it isn't Princess?"

"Why have you changed your look again?"

The moment Yuko entered the shop, a black cat with golden eyes on the shelf beside her spoke in a mocking, middle-aged-man's