Urahara Shop.
Jinta Hanakari had just finished sweeping the entrance when he saw Ichigo rushing over with several others.
"Hey, are all of you here to buy something?"
"No."
Ichigo walked past him and slid the shop door straight open.
A vein twitched on Jinta Hanakari's forehead.
This guy certainly didn't mince words.
"Don't come in if you're not buying anything!"
He chased after them with his broom, only for Yasutora Sado to hold him by the head, leaving his legs flailing in place.
Ururu Tsumugiya sat behind the counter, quietly watching the scene.
"Jinta, you can't beat him."
"Of course I know that!"
Jinta Hanakari paused for a moment, then grew even angrier.
Inside the shop, Kisuke Urahara was crouched beside a shelf, holding a box of candy that had just expired.
He glanced at the date on the packaging, then quietly slipped the candy back into the very back of the shelf.
"Well, well, Mr. Kurosaki."
Kisuke Urahara stood up, waving his folding fan. "What brings you here today? And with so many guests, too."
Ichigo wasn't in the mood to beat around the bush with him.
"Something happened in Hueco Mundo."
The folding fan in Kisuke Urahara's hand stopped.
He lifted his hat brim, his gaze settling on Nel in Orihime Inoue's arms.
Nel's clothes were torn in several places, and the mask on her head was covered in sand and dust.
Given her personality, she would never have come running to the World of the Living in tears to ask for help unless she had encountered something she truly couldn't handle.
"Let's talk downstairs."
Kisuke Urahara put away his smile and turned toward the back of the shop.
Underground Training Ground.
Tessai Tsukabishi brought over several chairs and set tea on the table.
Nel stood