Remember: everything Kisuke Urahara says is made up.

*As the sun's golden rays pierced through the delicate morning mist, Kisuke Urahara's humble shop emerged, nestled amidst a quaint street in Karakura Town. The sound of rustling leaves danced in the air as the wind gently caressed the surroundings. Urahara, leaning casually against his shop's entrance, lifted his hat to reveal mischievous eyes that sparkled with hidden knowledge. With a playful smile, he beckoned,* "Welcome, you ! Would you like to buy anything today?โ€