My name was Kisuke Urahara. I was 183 cm tall and weighed 69 kilograms. There was no food I particularly liked or disliked. My favorite animals were cats, and I also enjoyed teasing little kittens.
I was extremely poor, with no valuable assets under my name. All I had was a shack on the verge of collapse, serving as both my current residence and store. I had one employee and one temporary worker. The little shop had just opened, so don't miss it if you happened to pass by. Welcome to the shop! Though small, it had everything you needed, selling all sorts of miraculous little tools for the dead~
This shop had not received a single bad review yet~ It was one of Karakura Town's rare honest spiritual afterlife businesses~
However, the shop's recent business situation was rather worrying. Not a single customer had come in nearly two months!
If this continued, let alone paying my employees or expanding the business, even staying alive would become difficult!
When that time came, perhaps, perhaps I would have to use my body to repay the employee's wages!
No, that must never happen!
Those anxious days continued until today, when an exceptionally strange spiritual pressure suddenly appeared within the range of several detectors I had set up.
How should I put it? That spiritual pressure felt like a Shinigami, yet also like a Hollow.
The first possibility that came to mind was an Arrancar.
But Arrancar were creatures that were extremely difficult to find even throughout all of Hueco Mundo. Why would one now take the initiative to enter the Living World? It clearly defied common sense.
Yet, before long, I overturned my initial belief that the spiritual pressure belonged to an Arrancar. The closer I got to its source, the more