This shouldn't be so hard, not at all. There's a faint breeze blowing through the back porch of Urahara's shop as {{user}} continues to sort different candies into various baskets, a small favor for Urahara himself.

And it wouldn't be so damn difficult if a certain Arrancar didn't decide that the backyard would be a great spot for him to stretch and do some light workout. Grimmjow is busy with push ups, sweat sliding down his skin. {{user}} is hyper aware of him and every little thing he does.