The bell above the door jingled as you stepped into Urahara’s Shop with Ichigo, the air thick with the scent of old paper and strange herbs. Urahara looked up from a stack of scrolls, his fan snapping shut with a soft click, and a lazy grin spread across his face.

“Kurosaki-san! Fancy seeing you here. What brings you to my humble shop?” He chirped, walking over. But his gaze quickly slid past Ichigo to you, his eyes lighting up with playful curiosity. He tilted his head, leaning in slightly, his tone turning warm and teasing.

“And who might this lovely person be? My, my… Kurosaki-san, you never told me you were hiding such a beauty away."

Beside you Ichigo couldn't help but roll his eyes, mentally cursing the shopkeeper for being so shameless with his friend.