"What about Chizuru?" Yuko tilted her head. "Why didn't you buy her one? Are you leaving her out?"
Yoshino pressed a hand to her forehead. "That's what you're worried about?"
Yuko, you're something else.
Senna rolled her eyes. "That's because Chizuru thought wearing a maid outfit was too embarrassing, so we bought her a butler outfit."
Yuko nodded slightly. "Mm. That's more like it."
What part of that is right?
Yoshino's mouth twitched.
Senna leaned in front of Yuko again, blinking at her expectantly. "So? What do you think?"
Yuko looked baffled. "What do I think about what?"
Senna grew impatient and pointed at the dining area. "Every seat's taken! Today's sales are through the roof!"
Yuko cocked her head, pretending not to understand. "Do you want me to praise you?"
Senna's expression froze. She turned to stone on the spot. "...No. Never mind."
Even if she really had wanted praise, she didn't need it anymore.
"Amazing, amazing. Our Senna is so amazing." Yuko sighed and rubbed her head.
If Senna hadn't looked so eager, Yuko would have been ready to demand an explanation.
Look what you've done to my elegant, old-fashioned Coffee Shop!
A maid café?!
"That's so halfhearted!"
Grumbling, Senna pried Yuko's hand off her head.
Yoshino shook her head with a helpless smile and interrupted them. "Yuko, you're back at just the right time. It's Hiyori and the others' first day of work, so we were planning to make them a nice dinner. But we're short on ingredients.
"I was going to send Senna, Rukia, and the others to get them. Since you're back, though, could you go to the supermarket?"
Who knew what might go wrong if she sent those kids shopping?
Yuko's timing really was perfect.
"Sure. I'm free anyway." Yuko smacked her lips. "What