[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Hirako Mako and Hikifune Kiryu followed the guidance of the music and soon found the record store that was exactly the same as the picture in the newsletter.The only difference is that a handsome man with black hair and black eyes is recliningly sitting in the comfortable silk chair beside the exquisite and gorgeous round table behind the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The slender temples of the silk glasses are like a straight ruler to measure the round upturn of the long and thick eyelashes.As if noticing the amazed gaze from outside the window, the man with a refined and elegant aristocratic silhouette put down the album in his hand and turned his head slightly.

The black and purple eyes are shining brightly behind the shimmering light of the lens, and the sly smile with a little bit of mysticism in the intellectual erudition, just a snap of the fingers is enough to capture the breath of the viewer, and the intake is upside down soul.

However, as if feeling some kind of hidden and deadly threat, Hirako turned his gaze stiffly, forcing himself to get out before his will completely sank.No matter how beautiful the face is, it is impossible to achieve such an amazing effect just by looking back and raising the eyes.In fact, it would be better to say that the kind of beauties who are so glamorous every time they raise their hands and look back only exist in the imagination derived from people's extreme admiration for beauty.Hirako thought that although under the nurturing of Hideaki Fukawa who spared no effort, his sub-captain had persevered to bend his sexual orientation several years ago, but he still wouldn't be reduced to standing in front of a glass window. Being infatuated with a beautiful and delicate man, especially the object of this nympho and his favorability value is above zero all year round, and as time goes by, he is unswervingly moving towards the negative infinite with the magnificent momentum of galloping horses. The Kangzhuang Avenue ran all the way.

Well, there is obviously only one conclusion.After calming down the aftermath of abnormal emotions surging in his heart, Pingzi had two bright red intersections on his temples, pushed open the store door in front of him, strided towards the direction of the shooting star, and adjusted his sitting posture upright and looked at his black hair with a smile. The man rolled up his arms and rolled up his cuffs and was about to question the teacher, a mellow, low-pitched, gentle, pleasant, and most importantly, familiar and creepy voice came from behind Pingzi's waist-length golden hair: "Welcome. What kind of record does this customer want to buy?"

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This time Hirako learned what is called Her Majesty Medusa's affectionate gaze, although the unknown creature that just attacked him actually used a sonic attack instead of killing you with eyes.Captain Pingzi, who was completely reduced to a fossil about to be weathered into ashes, twisted the creaking bearings on his neck and looked behind him. The dark pupil in the center of the always listless three-white eyes suddenly shrank into a sharp point, and the light-colored iridescence was clearly reflected. The gentle smile on the lips is like a spring breeze.

Soft, curly and layered brown hair, filled with gentle and quiet brown eyes that seem to be inherently gentle and quiet, even the polite smiles of social ceremonies are sincere and soft and uplifting as if from the heart, and that earthy to dregs Thick and bulky black-rimmed glasses that will never have a dime relationship with fashion.

"Tsk..." With a sigh of frustration or helplessness, Hirako inserted his slender fingers into his hair and raised a neat bang, tilted his head and glanced at the onlookers at the round table who were calmly smiling, "Zero Matsushima, Can you be any more naughty?"

The man behind the round table raised the empty teacup in front of him, motioned for the man who was slowly stepping down the steps to fill up his fragrant black tea, and said with a soft smile: "I said you can't fool Mako, Fengyue. Don't forget You promise my bet~"

Hearing this, the man who raised the teapot and poured tea at zero degree in Songdo rolled his eyes at the man who won the victory, and curled his lips coquettishly: "Mr. Pingzi is right, sir, you can be even worse Want some fun?"

Shocked by the feminine expression on his deputy captain's face, Pingzi, who had just recovered from his dizziness, suffered a catastrophe from the huge amount of information hidden in the conversation between the two.On the contrary, Captain Yizhou, who was following Pingzi, made up the knife in time: "This...is it Miss Fengyue who has been rumored to have disappeared long ago?"

"That's right, it's me." Fengyue, who filled the other two teacups and pushed them in front of the other two chairs, raised her hand to welcome the guests to sit down, and neatly put the exquisite refreshments on the round table, explained, "Before, while The two of you are not making a bet with your husband. Please forgive me if this frightens the two of you." It should be due to the fact that outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the bustling and busy street. Fengyue whose identity was dismantled did not return to her original appearance, she still entertained uninvited guests hospitablely as the vice-captain of the Fifth Division, "However, I am curious how Mr. Hirako saw through my disguise in such a short period of time. "

"It should be Fengyue, you have a problem with my eyes." Gracefully raised the teacup with complicated and gorgeous patterns in his hand, and took a shallow sip of the tea soup, which was as red as snow, "This is also the most common mistake of pretenders." Wrong. You want to play the Aizen Soyousuke in Mako's eyes, but don't you think your eyes are a little too eager when you look at men other than Mako?"

The words fell, and the teapot, which had been depicting a pattern that was clearly from the same series as the teacup in her hand, almost rubbed the tip of Matsushima's upturned nose, and stood in front of the table. "Sir, please take it easy, Fengyue will not disturb you." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared on the stairs leading to the second floor.

Matsushima Zero raised his hand to cover the jumping pot again, smiled wryly and shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that I really spoiled her."

"Okay, okay, now I've had tea, I've had enough rest, and even the irrelevant people have left, let's start talking about business." Pingzi put down the teacup in his hand, and his light gray pupils looked straight at On the opposite side was Matsushima Zero who was refilling Hikifune Kiryu's tea.

Hikifune Kiryu looked at the human beings who stopped and lingered outside the window from time to time but stopped because of the "Closed Business" sign hanging on the door at some time, and asked softly: "Is it really appropriate to talk here? Since coming to this world , I felt we were being watched.”

Pingzi pointed at the man who smiled like a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face, and said in a bad mood: "Just when we first arrived here, this man's ability has been activated. You also got the sign on the door up." right?"

"It's really a keen feeling. Captain Hirako." Subtly changing the name of Hirako, Matsushima Zero Degree crossed his fingers and pressed them on the overlapping legs in a dignified manner, matching the straight and straight back and the smile on his lips. The radian especially set off a kind of leisurely and calm, "Yes, from the moment the two of you stepped into the store, you have disappeared from the sight of the watchers. From the beginning to the end, this record store is full of It's just me."

His ability is really... an illusion to deceive the five senses?Or there are... psychological hints that vary from person to person?Pingzi lowered his eyelids, covering the sudden turbulent waves in the depths of his pupils, and grinned his whale teeth: "Well, since we have all evaporated, I will not hesitate to speak freely." ^皮^ "What is your plan? Matsushima Zero."