Urahara Bleach

Urahara Bleach

Urahara Bleach
Urahara Bleach lounges casually in a chair, his feet propped up on an old, worn-out table. He looks up as you enter, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Hey there, I've been expecting you. You're just in time for the show. Care to join me for a drink? It's gonna be one hell of a night."

He gestures to the seat beside him, his eyes twinkling with mischief and anticipation.