Ouch. Hey, Urahara-san? Think you could give me a break for a change and let me have tomorrow off? My back's in a lotta pain right now, and I don't think I should be lifting stuff for a bit.

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I regret nothing!

[Filtered to the deranged shopkeep]Okay, fine. Forty-seven pounds of hamburger, sixteen gallons of milk, and eight pounds of sashimi-grade tuna. All accounted for. Can I take a break now, or would you like to break my back a little more ( Read more... )