[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Afterwards, holding the after-event tea personally offered by the vice-captain Aizen, Hirako leaned on the head of the bed leisurely, maintaining a silent expression that seemed to be inscrutable, cold and indifferent, but in fact, he let his thoughts out of the Milky Way and flew to the big universe .

There is actually a very manly third option.According to those creepy first love lovers in the "Women's Association Journal", that is... that is... as a qualified little gong, he should be so domineering that his little shou can't get out of bed!

Pingzi turned up a pair of white and gray dead fish eyes from behind the dense tea mist, taking advantage of the sunset slanting west outside the window, the vice-captain with broad shoulders, thin waist and narrow waist was swaying at the head of the bed in his own home wearing a disheveled dead bully The good figure of the buttocks is swept away, and it is not impossible to think very seriously, but if you really choose the third one, it sounds time-consuming and labor-intensive. The most important thing is that he can judge it with his eyes. With a slender figure that is more explosive than endurance, against all the villain bosses who have been physically incompetent for thousands of years, but their resilience is comparable to Xiaoqiang's special physique, no matter what, the probability of being killed on the spot is relatively high, right? —Dish—

The two big men were sweating together lying on the messy sheets, panting like cows, what's so beautiful about it?As a fashion pioneer in the ghost world with a little cleanliness, Hirako uses the aesthetics of a fashionista to travel through time and space to express that the terrifying aesthetic taste of doujin girls is a bunch of undecipherable garbled codes.

In front of the bed, as long as the villain boss meets the savior Xiaoqiang, his sixth sense, which has never been accurate, seems to have received the bad signal from his boss and stockman's head, and beat him without a trace by pulling up his collar. a chill.

Trying to decipher the thinking circuit of the mutated subspecies derived from the female god of death failed, Hirako once again diverted his free thoughts to the grand plan of jailbreak in front of him, lazily raised his eyelids and squinted, and was futilely smoothing the obvious folds on his collar The adjutant, compared to a man, should really be described as a red mark on his slender and graceful neck, sparing no effort to show off his presence.Without looking in the mirror, Pingzi can also imagine his hardest-hit area—what kind of virtue is the collarbone? Even now that he has finished drinking a whole cup of tea, the skin at that position can still feel the heat and stimulation of the blood filling and oppressing the nerves. pain. ——The loss was heavy, but the effect was remarkable.

"Just now, wasn't it exciting enough? Soyousuke."—Well, in fact, Captain Pingzi, you can directly ask Mr. Boss whether he enjoys being done, anyway, the entire Jinglingting Court knows that Captain Pingzi, your composition is like a woman expecting to stay forever My youth stayed at the primary school level forever.

"The team members of the fourth team who are responsible for taking care of the captain are not in their original positions now." Vice-captain Lan Ran, who had already felt the changes in the surrounding spiritual pressure, seemed to have completely missed the meaning behind his captain's words. Seriously said the subtext of "now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sneak out".

Standing up and putting on his clothes, Captain Pingzi neatly pulled up the skirt and fastened his belt. His long and slender fingers shuttled slowly through the blond hair that was worn out but still as confident as Rejoice. Come to a life-sized mirror, will he immediately pose in POSS and take a selfie in the mirror for three hours.

"Captain Pingzi, in one hour it will be time for Captain Yizhou to visit in person." Vice-captain Lan Ran suppressed the urge to sigh while holding his forehead, and continued, "Don't miss this opportunity and don't come again. After passing this village, there will be no such shop." subtext.

"Well, Soyousuke." The fingertips slid from the root to the tip of the hair again, lightly breaking through a strand of messy and tangled blond hair. Captain Hirako's Kansai accent was leisurely and soothing, with a certain desire that is unique to the aftertaste Lazy, "It's time for your mirror image to play."

"Captain?" The black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, which had been permanently out of balance in the previous entanglement, tilted at an unknown angle, and half of the light brown pupils behind the cold reflection of the lenses were innocent and innocent.

Fingers inserted into the palm of the hair along the contour of the nape of the neck, with a smooth posture, raised a wave of dazzling golden light on the thin back, and the face of Hirako, who was facing the courtyard with his back to his vice-captain, was golden red in the setting sun. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up in the bright light, with a smile that was not a smile: "You don't want to sneak out of the patrol range of the Goutei 10th Division in [-] minutes, do you? Your captain, although I really want to be called a gifted golden gun, isn't it? Actually, it's a pity, to be honest, he's just a normal male in a period of weakness."

"..." Once again knocked down by the brazenness of his boss, the poor vice-captain Lan Ran could only hold the suspicious blush behind his ears and silence is golden.

"Soyousuke, isn't your magic trick so useless that you can only deceive those who don't have a good brain? Since you can create illusions that confuse your opponent, it shouldn't be a problem to deceive your own people once in a while." Simple rectification The well-groomed blond-haired captain half-turned his head, the smooth and sharp lines from his chin to his neck protruded out of the golden curtain aggressively like an arrow, but his cold gray pupils converged into a playful line following the casual smile on his lips.

"It is not allowed to release the Zanpakuto without permission in the Jingling Court." The law-abiding vice-captain Lan Ran reminded him friendly.

"It's not allowed to solicit people without permission in Jingling Court." The corners of Pingzi's eyes raised even deeper, "Aren't you very happy when you followed me?"

One of my favorite hobbies of being offended is to follow the mirror (fog) and knock on the sap (fog) in the mirror. The vice-captain Lanran pulls out the Zanpakudao from his waist very calmly, and the low-pitched and gorgeous bass is sexy When the auditory nerve is severely overgrown: "Crack it, it's a mirror image."

As soon as the words were finished, two pairs of captains and vice-captains of the Fifth Division appeared in the ward. The only difference was that one pair stood under the bed with barely neat clothes, and one pair stacked on the top of the bed naked.

Sensational groans|groans are intertwined with depressive and chaotic panting like slowly spreading in all directions, the blood pressure in the atmosphere is soaring all the way up, sitting on a rocket and hitting the limit board, the heart is directly upgraded from a flesh and blood body to a surging motor of [-] horsepower.

Pingzi stretched out his hand curiously, his fingertips passed through the realistic but illusory illusion unsurprisingly, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "I thought I could only put a layer of illusion on a certain object, but it turns out that it can be imaged independently , and it also... comes with sound effects?"

The gentle light-colored pupils of vice-captain Aizen deepened for a moment, and when he spoke again, he was always gentle and considerate: "Captain Pingzi, we should go."

"I got it, I got it, Soyousuke. Am I going to run away or you are going to run away~~~~" Hirako Mako waved her hand impatiently with a slippery Kansai accent, "I'm just a little pity. If I had known that your Magic Mirror is so easy to use, I should have asked you to read the books that Lisa-chan gave me before explaining it to me."

The voice fell, and I learned that I was reduced to a 360-degree surround sound 600 million-pixel simulated 3D stereo player, or a special love action blockbuster with unique tastes and a complete variety The player's vice-captain Aizen couldn't be more flattered by his own stiffness. ——It was really stiff to accept Medusa's incomparably passionate gaze from the strands of hair to the tips of the toes in all directions without dead ends. ——Let me mention that you are the only one who can develop such a unique and ingenious way of using the so-called BUG-like artifact in the works of the 21 masters.

Completely ignoring the petrified and weathered vice-captain for the first time and perhaps the only time from the bottom of his heart, the defiant and self-willed captain started the first step of the majestic escape operation with his sleeves in his hands - stepping out of the room .

"Ah, that's right." The blond captain standing at the door patted his forehead suddenly, and turned his head again as if remembering something, "Souyousuke, did you say the liberation language wrong when you liberated just now?" Broken Crack it, Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Mirror’ is not the beginning word of your Zanpakutō, but the ending word, right?"

Aizen looked at the thin figure that was still about to melt into the golden red sunset before he finished speaking. The black-rimmed glasses that lost a nose pad on the bridge of the nose finally tilted and slowly slipped off. The fragile lenses could not withstand the successive impacts on the feet A piece of gorgeous and magnificent beauty was splashed on the side.

"Heh." After a very low and weak chuckle that seemed to be drowned in the air passing through the throat, the light brown pupils emerged from the breath-stopping, deep and unpredictable darkness with joy from the heart, "As expected...you really deserve to be you, Captain Hirako."