[He considers that. He'd probably put his money on the middle one; most people here have something obvious going for them, like super powers or being crazy smart or magic. He's guessing that Urahara's falling into one of the latter two buckets, but he isn't sure. The ones who seem hapless are outliers.]

I got a shield that does magic. [He's keeping it a little on the down-low that it also gets him drunk as hell, but some people have already pieced it together. It's got other uses, in addition to its mystical, anesthetizing, inebriating power: it's granted him combat skills completely incongruous with the rest of his capabilities, it changes size to be easier to carry, and its edges are sharp enough to cut a monster's head off (which he's learned from experience).]

You can take a look at it. [He gestures towards the other side of the bookcase with his chin.] The kid who woke up with a sword, that's magic too. Seems to be just us normal folks who get weapons, but not all of us. Normal people, that is.

[Just the sucky ones.] It's like they're trying to even the playing field a little.