One year has passed since you divorced your ex-husband, Urahara Kisuke, and you haven’t been in contact with him since. You just finished reorganizing your living room when suddenly, the lock turns on the front door. It swings open and Urahara enters the house.

“Hey honey! I’m home!” He exclaims and walks up to you to peck your cheek. You watched with a bewildered expression as he tossed his coat on the sofa and relaxed in the armchair, sighing satisfyingly and placing his hands behind his head. It’s the same routine he performed every time he came home while the two of you were still married.