[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Hey, Captain Hikifune, you're here." The blond-haired captain standing at Mao's gate, hunched over with his sleeves in his sleeves, hunched over and shrugged, took out a hand from his sleeve, posed in the standard pose of a beckoning cat, and walked towards Shunpo The female captain who came waved.

"Mako, what's the situation inside? Why are you still here?" Although the bad impression of the man in front of him has been well-known in the Goutei [-]th Division, but Hikikune knows the other party's true nature. Kiryu noticed Hirako's anomaly at the first time, this man would never remain careless and go his own way at the critical moment when he needed to be ready for battle.

Pingzi tilted his head, put on a posture of listening intently, and blinked: "Yeah, so far, I'm still alive and kicking, as long as the reinforcements don't show up, I shouldn't be dead for a while. Miss Kiryu likes to watch that As soon as the last person died, a large number of reinforcements appeared on the horizon, a tragic drama of bloody war?"

Hikishu Kiryu was slightly startled, his eyes seemed to pass over Hirako's shoulders, and the calm smile of the vice-captain who stood respectfully and quietly behind him flashed past under the flashing glasses, shrugged his shoulders smartly: "No dog blood If it’s not a play, it’s good to watch it once in a while. However, it’s okay to be an actor.”

"Me too. But the wishes of ladies, especially beautiful ladies, are the top priority." Hirako, who blatantly expressed his superficial connotation of judging people by their appearance, nodded in unison and waved his sleeves, "Then I will Sorry for the trouble, Kiryu-san. Sousuke, let's go!"

———————— I took a big bend and entered the dividing line of Mao’s back mountain from another direction————————

Hirako, crouching on a thick branch with restrained spiritual pressure, has just stabilized his figure. In the thick shade that covers the sky and the moon, he is leading this big Xu, who is much taller than most of the members in the forest, jumping up and down, hiding and hiding. The cat, Ichiro Nakagawa who passed under Mako Hirako's straw sandals, noticed the two gods of death curled up side by side on the treetops.

The instant he passed by, he gave a thumbs up and pointed backwards, and made another catch gesture, and continued to rush towards the depths of the dark and faint forest without stopping.

"Tsk tsk, so I wanted to capture him alive. No wonder I couldn't get it done after so long." The blond-haired captain scratched his scalp that was aching from the tight headband, and curled his eyes and curled his lips boredly. With a slap, he almost slapped the vice-captain who was close at hand, and the branch with thick calf under his feet, on the tail of Da Xu who was following him.

Although the sound of branches and leaves vibrating violently is far less deafening than the deafening roar of ghosts, it is no different from a thunderbolt that resounds through the heavens and earth in the extremely quiet deep forest in the back mountain of Zhenyang.

"Ping..." Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, the captain of his own team would stage such a scene of rebellion between brothers in the wall nest, and vice-captain Lan Ran turned over and fell in a rather embarrassing posture, and was in free fall again. Just one third of the way through, I adjusted my body posture, and borrowed strength from the tree trunk to turn over another branch that protruded horizontally.Then, when he saw clearly what his incomprehensible blond boss was doing to Da Xu who was attracted by the loud noise and turned his head to check, his body was so weak that even the strength to complain disappeared.

"Lululu~~~~~Come and catch me, come and catch me, come and catch me if you have the guts~~~~~"—I have to say that there is no other language that is more suitable than Kansai dialect The lines in front of me are simply the pauses of every syllable from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, and every turn of pronunciation exudes a kind of itch that makes one's heart itch.From this we can see that we should not accuse the little girl Hiyori of being too barbaric, it is really that Captain Hirako's provocative skills are too high.

It's just showing hatred with your face.Looking at the blond captain who raised his eyelids under Daxu's eyelids, pulled the corners of his mouth, pushed his nose, and stuck out his tongue, and didn't forget to jump up and down on the treetops like a monkey to attract firepower, the vice-captain Aizen pushed the bridge of his nose in silence The mascot who works diligently to block the sight of the BOSS from all directions, the erected palm properly conceals the tangled and twisted wavy lines on the corners of the lips.

Fortunately, Captain Pingzi's provocative grimacing skills made his own CP Jiong, who was swept to the tail of the typhoon to watch, feel lost and speechless, but he almost went on the road of doubting love because of the sudden visual violence.But the effect is immediate and obvious, that only to Nakagawa Ichiro's snow-white arm... the round and upturned buttocks are deeply devoted and determined, and Daixu, who has chased half of the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Arts, is quietly admiring the tricks of Captain Hirako After performing for three seconds, he resolutely chose to empathize, not to be in love with others, and after a roar full of surprise (anger), he used the face that completely conformed to the post-modern performance art aesthetics of the original residents of the virtual circle as the new face. chasing goals. ——Because at this moment, Hirako completely defeated the shy little Daisy hidden under the layers of fabric by Hirako with her superb mimetic skills and abnormal muscle control ability to wrinkle her face like a dahlia? (Captain Pingzi: Get lost!)

"Pay attention to the dark place, it is summoning companions." The blond-haired captain pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist and jumped down from the branch. The bright knife tip had a bloodthirsty cold light flowing under the moonlight.

As the words fell, Aizen's perception was suddenly filled with a familiar coldness and chaos, because the unending hunger and thirst for spirit bodies and the hunter's killing instinct were so high that the extremely chaotic Reiatsu seriously interfered with Wufan, who is the god of death. Judgment by the team vice-captain.

The number is nine to ten → Reiatsu comes from all directions → surrounded.

The flower in the mirror and the moon in the water popped out a line with the nudge of the thumb, and the strange stream of light spread in all directions along the beautifully curved blade that was not fully displayed in the eyes of the world.

The whistling wind above his head dissipated suddenly, and the crimson eyes behind the big virtual mask with sharp claws were slowly shining with a dazed look of surprise.He looked at Aizen, who was still standing on the top of the tree within reach, with an elegant figure fluctuating with the wind, his eyes skipped the hem of the Shiba outfit, he turned his head to look around, and then turned in the direction where Ichiro Nakagawa disappeared leave.

The long knife with flowing water is like a zigzag lightning tearing the fleeting space at an instant, and the straight knife mark spreading from the forehead to the crotch precisely splits Daxu with his back facing him in half. The defenseless Daxu who turned his back before him turned into spirit particles and quickly dissipated before he even had time to utter a death cry.

"Eleven ones?" Lan Ran looked deeply into the deep and quiet darkness of the forest, and the strange spiritual pressure that suddenly appeared in the chaotic spiritual pressure was particularly conspicuous. ——And that is the direction Hikifune Kiryu came sneaking from.

Put enough in his hands into a pile of Killian's Anti-Xu powerful collapse point to push the last bit of light green liquid into Da Xu's neck, Hirako pulled out the syringe in his hand, released the hell butterfly and informed the members of the [-]th squad to come and collect the corpse , turned his head to look at the boundless jungle behind him, squinted his pupils with a half-smile that was diluted by the silvery moonlight into thin gray pupils: "Achukas? Yay, this is really doomed~~~ ~"

Roar--

A howl of pain came from behind the thick bone mask. In the long and thick roar, the severe pain caused by the loss of half of the six arms inspired the ferocity of a beast, making the already lacking rational restraint The evil spirit erupted with more ferocious and swift force and slapped the remaining three arms on the chest of the black-haired man who couldn't dodge with the empty door wide open.

Crackling, the ominous sound representing broken bones, followed by the muffled sound of the body falling heavily on the ground. The broken ribs pierced into the fragile internal organs and the huge impact that almost broke the entire spine seemed to make the whole body The moment the blood fell to the ground, it couldn't wait to swarm out from all the holes on the skull, solidifying the elegant figure of death into a mournful pattern on the gorgeously textured snow-white coat.

None of these, however, were sufficient culprits to deprive the Reapers of the tenacious vitality that befits their proclaimed prowess.The truly fatal wounds are the ferocious barbs on the sharp and specialized bone claws of the beast. They tear away a large piece of flesh and blood that does not belong to them with almost cruel the moment they cut through the skin, flesh and even bones, including One-third of the scalp, an ice-blue eyeball that was shriveled and muddy due to the rupture of the lens, enough to allow the looted chest to show the world the soft, fragile, and perhaps slightly displaced internal organs muscles without defense, And... a scarlet heart that was so broken that it could no longer beat.

The ferocious beast that lost half of its arms let out a roar mixed with pain and pride, took a step forward, and raised its remaining arm high to tear the bloody and dying body under its feet into pieces.

It is more appropriate to say that it is the sharp and curved fangs of the beast rather than the arms. The three long awls once again stabbed at the dying man, and the smooth and pale long awls that were unique to the shining bones aimed at the man who still had one left eye. Broken head.

clang--

The unique sharp and piercing sound of iron rubbing against enamel shattered the blurred moonlight that has remained unchanged for thousands of years in the world of corpses and souls after the collision of lightning and stone fire. The blond man raised the corners of his mouth and calmly looked at the cold and hard blade that was pushed inch by inch to the tip of his nose by the brute force far surpassing the god of death.

The light gray pupils on the long and narrow sword that can be seen through the light are dyed into a palpitating iron gray by the night, and the slowly pouring and converging spiritual pressure gradually bakes the light-colored irises into the translucence of smoky crystal.

The Reiatsu condensed to the limit caused the long knife, which was still able to handle the most intense confrontation, to feel overwhelmed with pain, and the blade, which was firmly locked by the dense barbs on the bone cone, lost its last struggle to survive. Chance.

Pingzi stepped back slightly with his muddy feet, noticing the opponent's momentary weakness, the exhausted beast instinctively exploded with even stronger power, and the blade ridge with a subtle arc almost crossed the space that was about to disappear with the snap of his fingers , visiting the tall and straight bridge of the nose with irresistible force.

The bright yellow mixed with crimson spiritual pressure condensed into an invisible and tangible blade that shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the night sky in Soul Realm.The barbs of the trapping weapon to clamp the prey become the best accomplices to bring oneself into desperation before the Reiatsu that swarms close at hand is not inferior to the sharp blade of any Zanpakuto.

Surging like a sea tide, the rock-like thick and solid spiritual pressure crushed the helpless and whining spirit body. Before being split in two by the huge blade, the fragile spirit body had already collapsed and dissipated before the aggressive and terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Is there any last words?" Pingzi lowered his head and looked at the black-haired man who was empty in his chest.

The latter's only blue eyes are like a supernova that is about to end its life, bursting out with a radiant brilliance reminiscent of returning light: "Su... Chuan..." The pale, bleeding lips opened and closed, ethereal and intermittent The syllables can no longer be connected into words that can be interpreted by others, "Ah...ha...zero...ha...zero, love..."

"Xiao Zhenzi, how is your situation here?" The captain of the [-]th division who successfully joined forces with the vice-captain of Aizen who was surrounded by seven or eight powerful Daxu after dealing with Yachukas who blocked the way Long overdue.

"As you can see, everyone who is panting is dead. ——except me." Pingzi pointed to the corpse under his feet with the tip of his knife expressionlessly, and his Kansai accent was particularly calm, "That Asian Chukas didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

"The nearest Achukas slipped faster than a rabbit one or two, and let it escape." Kiryu Hikifune knelt down and looked at the mutilated corpse under his feet, with the calmness of being completely unable to be with a woman, let alone a lady Shaking his head with a regretful expression, "Oh, it's not easy for the Zhongchuan family to produce a magnificent beauty, but I didn't expect her face to be disfigured in the end."

Hirako put the knife back into its sheath, and pressed the forehead wearily: "Miss Kiryu, can you restrain your weird collecting habit a little bit? Yousuke's face turned pale from your fright."

"..." Standing next to it serves as the most expensive humanoid self-propelled background board in the BLEACH world. Vice-captain Aizen, who was also shot while lying down, deeply felt that his knees had turned into briquettes. ——And as long as you continue to stay within three meters of your boss, the entire thigh will be classified as the place where the killer bee belongs.

"Aizan-kun, is your face turning pale?" Without any equipment, Kiryu Hikifune, who observed the wreckage of Ichiro Nakagawa with his eyes, raised his eyebrows without any equipment, "More I’ve seen too much of the most explosive ones, and this bit of battle still doesn’t scare Ai Ranjun. On the surface, the cause of death is already clear, but just to be on the safe side, I will notify the little guys in the team to take the body back for examination.”

"It's really hard work for you, Ms. Kiryu. I still need to trouble you at this time." Captain Hirako nodded politely once in a thousand years, and said a whole set of hypocritical diplomatic rhetoric politely and thoughtfully.

"It's awkward for you to say such a line suddenly, Mako." The female captain who was a little taken aback by Hirako's sudden politeness picked up a bit of blood-soaked soil and gently put it in front of the tip of her nose, " It's as awkward as little Hiyori suddenly not kicking your face."

=皮=: "You can omit the last sentence, Ms. Kiryu."

^-^: "No way, if you don't say it now, you won't have a chance to say it again."

...Sun...: "Souyousuke, let's go."

"Captain Hikifune, why did you say that suddenly? It's like never again..."

"Aha? Didn't Makoto tell Aizen-kun?"

"Listen to Captain Hikifune, should Captain Hirako tell me something?"

"There are some things, if Xiaozhenzi doesn't tell his closest vice-captain, then as an outsider, I have no right to tell you these things. If Aizen-kun wants to satisfy his curiosity, he should ask Xiaozhenzi directly. "

"..."

"Soyousuke, what are you dawdling about again? If it's Miss Kiryu's idea, be careful of that girl Hiyori's roundabout kick every day so that you won't be able to see Miss Kiryu's beautiful face for the rest of your life~~~"

"Mako Hirako, you can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth here, how can Little Hiyori be as scary as you said!"

"I'm very sorry, Captain Hirako."

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"Chi Cannon's spiritual pressure fluctuates, what was Captain Pingzi doing just now?"

"Yo~ Is this the first step to ask the crime for Qiang Xingshi? Yousuke Soo."

"It's just a little curious, your reaction is much slower than usual."

"Aren't you lazy too? That level of emptiness can actually surround you."

"I just planned to gather all the truths and then use Kyoka Suigetsu's Hajime. It's really embarrassing for Captain Hikifune to come to the rescue. I don't know if it's my illusion, but you and Captain Hikifune seem to have reacted too calmly to Mr. Nakagawa's death."

"Which eye of yours sees me calm?" Pingzi moved his fingers, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky and looked at the moon, the pockets on his chest were breezy and empty, "I just paid homage to that guy's soul with the most expensive things on my body. Now I still feel pain~~~~~"