[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Elegant white clouds, dripping night dew, whirling tree shadows, and moonlight that has remained unchanged for thousands of years in the soul world.

The blurred vision, the cold blade reflected the beautiful killing intent, the chest was slowly hollowed out, the emptiness mixed with desperate sadness, is this...?Is this what it feels like to...

Shaking his vision for a moment, but he only saw the hazy moonlight behind the clouds and smoke in the world of corpses and souls. Lingering, every silhouette swaying in the shadow of the tree, and that man...a distant call that seems to come from the end of the world—Captain Pingzi...

Hirako...Captain...how ironic...how ironic...

The Zanpakuto from all directions shone with a bloodthirsty cold light, the cold and heavy mask, and the false flashes shot out from the fingertips roared and annihilated sight.

"What are you, bald man!"

"Nonsense, of course it's a false flash. Hiyori don't be distracted."

The feeling of the unsheathed long knife cutting the muscles came clearly from the fingertips, and in front of her was the frightened eyes of the blurred girl behind the mask, "Baldy, behind you..."

"It's really troublesome." Lazily complained, fingering through the blond hair beside his ear, he whispered, "Red Cannon."

"Mako..."

"Let's go quickly, those entangled things in the soul world will catch up later."

……

"Captain, please don't sleep anymore, the time for class is coming soon."

"Don't go."

"Captain, this is a direct order from Captain Yamamoto. You are like this..."

"Go, I'll talk to Mr. Yamamoto."

"Captain Pingzi..."

bang——

Pulling another pillow at hand, the blond man rubbed his cheek comfortably and let out a weak and even breath again.

……

"Ah—" He yawned a lot, and the slender blond boy rubbed his long hair that miraculously maintained a smooth and silky texture even after a night of bad sleeping position, and mumbled with his eyes closed, "Really , Recently, I always have some messy dreams, and I almost forget them when I wake up. It’s really inexplicable." Slender fingers groped on the tatami, from groping to the first piece of clothing to fully dressed, the boy kept his eyes closed, until Warm and warm eyes shone on the sleepy eyelids, and the closed eyes trembled lazily a few times under the call of the sun, revealing the master's light gray pupils unwillingly.

Subconsciously, he touched the long knife slanting across his waist, and the boy bared his excessively neat teeth: "Well~~~ Is it already noon? I'm so hungry."

Walking on the bustling streets of Liuhun Street, the thin figure of the young man was easily swallowed by the crowd.In the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, the young man folded his hands on the wide sleeves of the kimono, frowning as if he was entangled in some troubles, exuding a sense of alienation from his surroundings, as if the young man was still walking alone in the corner of his life no matter how many people walked side by side. On the wasteland...

Are we going to snatch Junji Kawano from Area 65 today or the bear from Area 71?The young man seemed to be very serious and entangled.Britain's most successful emotional liar once said: Steal or rob, that is the question.

Just when the young man was thinking about picking a wild flower on the roadside for the final divination, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd ahead, and then the familiar Reiatsu and a strange Reiatsu soared at the same time and collided fiercely. Together.

"Oops!" The young man withdrew his absent-minded thoughts, put his slender palm on the shoulder of a passerby in front of him, jumped up, stepped on a bunch of heads and ran towards the direction of the spiritual pressure, the golden ponytail flying behind his head The high-spirited trajectory puts a lot of cursing and cursing behind.

Climbing up to a tall persimmon tree by the side of the road, the young man opened the dense branches and leaves in front of him and saw the most violent loli in District 59—two braids, a bunch of small freckles, and a canine tooth on the side of his mouth. The little girl with the face of the captain who is pulled to death is magnificent and judging from her size is at least [-] times her size... Poor mountains, bad waters, barren mountains, wild mountains, scorched earth, thousands of miles, thousands of ravines, and hills in the Gobi desert basin. After watching it, I will definitely have altitude sickness and suspect that I am pregnant with the confrontation of prehistoric creatures.Surrounded by the pressure-free onlookers who came out to make soy sauce.

"My titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!~~~" The boy let out a scream and covered his eyes, "What kind of taste do you have Hiyori? If you want to tease you, find someone decent, such as Goutei Shisan The captain of the team and the like... Girls with such strong tastes will not be able to marry after being careful~~~~"

Ignoring the boy's complaints, the one big and one small who were confronting each other in the field because of the disparity in size seemed particularly happy. The two had already rushed towards each other almost in no particular order.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bah on the chin.However, it was still affected by the body, and the kicked feet did not have any effect on the prehistoric creature. After only staggering two steps, the prehistoric creature let out a roar and stretched out a slap almost the size of Hiyori's petite body. The girl who landed.

The young man on the treetop grinned from this fly-swatting palm, and his white whale teeth glistened in the sun.

"Drink—" Seemingly realizing that such blows have no effect on the opponent in front of him, Hiyori avoided the slap, rolled his body into a ball and rolled onto the prehistoric creature, his hands resting on the ground, his head down and his feet up Kicking away, the position of the toes is impressively the deadly place under the abdominal muscles between the legs that the man had to save.

"Ow—"

Apparently, the rough skin and thick flesh of prehistoric creatures did not include this man's weakness. After letting out a pitiful howl that could empathize with the young man, he bent over with his hands clasped, his knees softened and he knelt heavily on the ground.

The huge dust slowly dissipated, and a petite figure stood on the head of the prehistoric creature and stared in all directions.The spectators around were already terrified by the girl's ferocity and fled in all directions. The boy grinned and touched the neat bangs on his forehead, determined not to recognize that little girl who was more cruel than a prehistoric creature. .

"No!" Sensitive nerves were aroused by the fleeting murderous aura, and the boy's movement of sliding down the treetops turned into a heavy kick on the tree trunk in mid-air, and rushed towards the fighting place with a strong reaction force.The cold light lit up and annihilated in the sun, the gushing blood fell together with the broken limbs, the boy hugged the petite girl to avoid the splashing blood rain, the cold murderous intent in the gray eyes had not yet been completely suppressed, the photo taken by Sen Leng The Kansai accent, which is like a long knife at the waist, slowly resounded in the air: "You—damn it!"

"Ah—" The remaining single arm of the prehistoric creature swung suddenly, causing afterimages on the retina.

The boy did not dodge or dodge, he clamped the girl under his armpit, and met the fist with his free palm without any hesitation.

bang——

The violent collision of the spiritual pressure, the sound of the ground under the boy's feet winding and cracking, together with the crisp sound of bones breaking, followed by inhuman screams.

"You're screaming loudly~~" The boy tilted his head and picked his ears, kicked the prehistoric creature in front of him to the wall impatiently, squinted his eyes, "The battle of souls is not about winning or losing based on size. Yes, Reiatsu is the root of everything."

As soon as the words fell, the young man's slender body flew up out of thin air and hit the wall next to the prehistoric creature heavily, with blood gushing from between his five fingers.

"Hyyori, what are you doing?" The young man, holding his nose that flew down three thousand feet, asked in a low voice, who was holding clogs tightly in front of him, and his face was still dragging the sky and earth.

"Baldy Mako, who wants you, an idiot, to save you?"