"You're going to the real world? Why?"
Renji tossed his collection of bandannas into his pack. "Gotta keep an eye on the Arrancar problem, Rukia." Should he bring his sunglasses? But that orange-haired idiot always breaks them.
She perched on the edge of his bed. "I'm coming with."
"What? No!"
"Abarai Renji, I'm coming whether you wish or not. Besides," Rukia added in an undertone, "I've seen you looking at Inoue-san's breasts."
"Um, Rukia, when a guy does that, it just means his eyes are open." Renji steadfastly refused to look in her direction. He tried to fold his jeans but gave up; he never was good at packing tidily.
She snorted with disbelief, and then strode out of his room.