Chad, Urahara, and Renji
Good
Chad lifted another box without expression.
"Are you sure you don't mind doing that?"
He shrugged reassuringly at Ururu, who was watching him with wide, concerned eyes. Kisuke smiled and fanned his face.
"Oh, you are a good boy!"
"Stop patronising him!"
"Oh, Renji, I wish you were more like Chad!"
"What the hell does that mean?"
"What do you think it means? I wish you were stronger, prettier to look at and a hell of a lot quieter."
"Why, you son of a-
Chad put down the box. His voice was soft, and his tone was clipped.
"Stop arguing."
The room went quiet.