Yuko strolled back to school from the Urahara Shop. After a day's work, she went home with Rukia and the others.
When she pushed open the door to the Coffee Shop, Soi Fon was wearing an apron and serving coffee to a customer.
"Welco—" Hearing the door, Soi Fon looked up instinctively. "Oh, welcome back, Sister Yuko."
Yuko teased her. "How much is Sister Yoshino paying you a day?"
As long as Yoruichi wasn't mentioned, Soi Fon acted fairly normal. "I asked to help. Consider it... well... a thank-you."
Her face grew redder with every word. Sure enough, the moment Yoruichi came up, this started again. She hurried off with her tray.
"Yuko, that new server of yours is really handsome."
"Then how about another five hundred in tips for service from such a handsome server?"
"...Have mercy."
Most of the people who came for coffee were regulars. Many were connections Yuko had made back when she was a doctor. They knew her well and often greeted her when they crossed paths.
"You're back. Want something to drink?"
Yoshino smiled and asked as the three of them reached the counter.
"A cappuccino for Aunt." Senna hopped up. "Rukia and I will have black coffee."
"You get it, right? Ordinary people like cappuccinos. It's so..."
A huge hand descended and clamped around Senna's head.
Yuko's face darkened. "Do you have a death wish? Did I say what I wanted?"
"Here's Yuko's cappuccino."
"And two black coffees."
Yoshino slid the coffees onto the counter with a smile.
Yuko was about to speak, utterly speechless, when Senna bristled first. "That was way too fast, Sister Yoshino!"
Senna stared miserably at the black coffee in her hand. After a moment's hesitation, she turned to Yuko. "Hey, I think someone with as much personality as