Ichigo is really late. He has to mostly sprint to make any sort of good time, but it's not going to help much; they should have had breakfast earlier. He'll make it to the town center on time, sure, but that's not the important part.

"Hey, Caro! Chad!" He calls out once he sees them in the usual spot, slowing his pace considerably. He hopes they didn't wait all that long - Isshin always holds him up every year, like clockwork - but they had to have been there for at least a little bit. "Sorry," He starts, shifting around a smallish parcel from under his arm and untying it. Jam, biscuits, bits of fruit, nothing terribly amazing inside it, but something all the same. And maybe worth a little wait, hey? "Yuzu made extra."