[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The death of Ichiro Nakagawa unsurprisingly brought a violent uproar in the world of corpses and souls, which was calm and stagnant.However, as the witnesses of the entire death process, the fifth team is like the center of a hurricane that is making waves in the major written media of Jinglingting, full of suffocating peaceful tension.

From the moment they opened their eyes, Captain Hirako and his vice-captain started a protracted struggle over the ownership of the endless piles of team affairs.Days are spent arguing with each other (spitting?), skipping work, searching, compromising, returning, and finally, the 24-year-old vice-captain Aizen who is submerged in the vast ocean of documents is once again assigned to buy this and that in Jinglingting Running broken legs, and being picky, there is nothing in the world that can satisfy him. The blond captain's harsh Kansai accent repeats itself endlessly.

Of course, together with the reincarnation, the team members talked about it in private, such as "Aizan's vice-captain is really capable, but it's pitiful to have such a captain" and so on, day after day.

"Remember to dress nicely today, Soyousuke." Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the blond-haired captain took two-thirds of his eyes out of his busy schedule to look at the mattress Gently raised midline.

After a while, I saw a slender arm with distinct texture and flexible lines protruding from the soft bedding, groping for the pair of black-rimmed glasses on the head of the bed that were incompatible with the decoration of the whole room.The snow-white quilt is like a wave that blooms to its peak and slides slowly along the gradually rising angle, revealing the slender neck, delicate collarbone, round shoulders, flat chest, firm belly, and The fluffy and stacked snow-white also has the delicate and flexible looming waistline unique to teenagers.The color of the skin is soft and even, the contours are undulating and graceful, and that little bit of youthfulness that has not been completely faded in the long years has turned into an irresistible temptation.

Hirako held back the smile that spread across his eyes for a moment, and leaned comfortably on the floor-standing mirror, embracing his hands, raising his brows: "Is this your answer? Yousuke Sou. The emperor's new clothes are indeed quite glamorous."

Finally put on black-rimmed glasses to cover up the narrow and sharp corners of the eyes. Vice-captain Aizen unconsciously stroked the ambiguous mark on the collarbone, raised the corners of his mouth, and replied without showing any weakness: "If the captain is willing to be with you I don't mind if I wear them together."

"Then I guarantee that you won't be able to walk out of the room on your own until tomorrow. But..." The blond captain walked to the bed, bent his back that had never been straight before, and gave his vice-captain a superficial morning. An kiss——it landed squarely on the soft thin lips, "I don't intend to make an exception, Sousuke."

The vice-captain Aizan, who never let go of the benefits that came to his door, raised his arms in advance when Hirako was about to evacuate, pressed the back of his head, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and deepened the kiss deeply, feeling the tenderness in his arms. After a short refusal, the man still sticks out the tip of his tongue and entangles with each other like every time he indulged in the past.

"You should... get up, little friend Aizen." Hirako, who was disturbed by the ignorant throbbing in the morning, finally broke free from the glue at the moment when his vice-captain put his palm on his belt greedily. lips and tongue.

Without hiding the meaning in his tone, Vice-captain Aizen whispered in a deep, hoarse tone that was completely inducing the imagination of all the long-eared audience: "Captain Pingzi, sometimes you are really stingy."

Seduced by this sexy charm, as if the breath of a lover can be heard, the soft whispers that arouse goosebumps on the back, the moment Mako Hirako speaks the established lines without any hindrance, she has a better understanding of the sage who is still in her arms A sober and profound understanding, that girl back then must not have such a voice that is more seductive than the night, otherwise the long night will have a long night, that fool will still have a heart to sleep~~~~—Sister Pingzi, which weird girl would be so MAN voice ah hello!

"It has nothing to do with stinginess." Pingzi shrugged his shoulders with a rare seriousness, "Excessive indulgence is harmful to the body. Once every two days is already quite frequent."

Looking at Hirako Mako's serious face, Aizen's quietly raised lips drew a deeper arc: "I think twice a day is just right."

Excluding the low-level mistakes in mathematical logic, this is simply the death version of the allusion, but with the monkey, ah, no, the one bargaining with Aizen is not the sophistical monkey breeder but the blond-haired captain Hirako, so the latter shrugged. Shi Yuyan spread his hands together, and the Kansai accent said confidently and naturally: "No, what about those troublesome documents if you do it twice a day? Or do you have a way to let your beloved Ichimaru Sanxi stay honestly? All day at a desk?"

That's right, you heard me right, on the third day after Nakagawa Ichiro's death, the [-]th team's poor strength was so poor that it made people cry, but other aspects were impeccable and competent, and finally complied with the plot. Inertia, with a small time gap, has been in the warehouse of the fifth team with a pile of supplies that will never be used, waiting to be moldy in the sun. The first class is many years. Run towards His Majesty Lingwang's broad mind.And Shimaru Fox, who was sitting on a cold bench in the logistics department and was about to sit on the hemorrhoids, finally made a steady rise to the sky and skyrocketed. Kunpeng spread his wings and plunged into the position of the third seat. In the corners of the corners, Mao's legendary genius who was once rare in a hundred years was awakened.

However, this is not the point, the point is that after the protracted consonance of the Kansai accent, the villain BOSS Jun, who has always been known as eloquent and eloquent, fell silent gorgeously, and reported it with a vivid and vivid present. Show us what it means to be self-inflicted.

"Don't make me say it a second time, Soyousuke." Hirako put the vinyl record in his hand into the phonograph, and the lively notes of jazz danced in the cheerful sunshine, "You don't plan to be late for the celebration, do you?"

"It's a congratulatory ceremony, not a celebration, Captain Hirako." Vice-captain Aizen, who got up to get dressed and was about to wash up, habitually corrected the captain's inappropriate words.

"Is there a difference? Isn't it just a group of people eating, drinking and making noise..."

Are you eating, drinking and making a lot of noise in the first team?Just by imagining Mr. Yamamoto's beard with purple ribbons and ravines on his face, Vice Captain Aizen felt the dull resentment from his temple, and continued to correct him helplessly: "That should be called a party or a dinner party." , if the number of people is relatively small, it can also be called a date. By the way, Captain Hirako, what was the music that was playing just now?"

"Ah~, that's jazz, a new type of music in this world, isn't it good?" When he mentioned the topic he was interested in, the blond captain beamed with joy, showing a row of brilliant whale teeth.

"...I don't understand at all." The honest deputy captain said honestly.

Captain Pingzi, who twitched his brows, eyes and mouth together, said: "...then you still use it as a topic?"

Vice-captain Aizen, who was about to enter the bathroom, turned his eyes to his captain and gave his captain a gentle and almost beautiful side face: "I just think... If you look at music as a human being, it's probably the most suitable for Captain Hirako There's music."

=皮=: "...Hey, do you really not understand at all? Soyousuke."

—————————————— I am the dividing line after washing and going out together ——————————————

Obviously, it was not the first day for the members of the [-]th squad to watch. Their respectable and lovely vice-captain followed their spiritual symbol mascot, Captain Hirako, from the door of the captain's dormitory with just one step away.

——Truth be told, apart from the disharmony that slightly impacts normal people's view of love except for the accidental agreement of gender, the fifth team has been from top to bottom, from inside to outside, from senior gossip tabloid reporters to onlookers who don't know the truth The masses agree that the textbook-standard complementation of this criminal CP is so perfect that it makes tears flow in the eyes and tears flow in the face, and the blood flows into the river.

Therefore, the various greetings with southern accents and northern accents drowned out the chief and deputy captains who just emerged from the door without any suspense.

"Good morning, Captain Hirako, Vice Captain Aizen!"

"Good morning, Captain Hirako, Vice Captain Aizen!"

"Your complexion looks really good, Captain Hirako. Vice Captain Aizen, are you alright?"—Well, the one who basically fixed his eyes on the ecstasy of Vice Captain Aizen's waist is obviously A member of the Women's Association Journal.

"Thank you very much for your concern, Jushi Kato." Aizan's vice-captain was brimming with blinding eyes, healing people's hearts, the holy father with a shining halo on his head, smiling and shining on Kato-kun who "spoken rudely" in front of him, " My body is fine, if Captain Hirako pays attention to my health and condition like you, I will be better than now."

"Cough!" I don't know what level of ambiguity has been understood by the Martian's Martian brain circuit on the seemingly unambiguous words. Kato Jushi cleared his throat, and retreated in embarrassment under the gentle and harmless smile of the vice-captain Aizen. .

"Yeah, yeah, what a joke, Vice Captain Aizan." It sounded similar to Hirako Mako at first, but there was a slight difference in the subtleties. The Kansai accent came from the tiles on the head, followed by a pinch of The fluffy silver purple shows two-thirds of three bends from the edge of the dripping eaves, "Captain Pingzi, good morning~~~~"

"Are you saying hello to me, or to the dried persimmons in my sleeve, little fox." Although he was complaining, Captain Pingzi, who had already taken out a pack of dried persimmons from his sleeve, grinned in horror. After pressing the ears.

"Ah, ah, of course I'm saying hello to you, captain." The little bun stuffed with foxes who fell headfirst into the corridor from the eaves flipped over in mid-air and landed on one knee, half-kneeling steadily on the narrow railing, Pingzi took the dried persimmons in his hands, and the corners of his mouth opened to match the blond captain in front of him, "Is there any persimmons to eat because I asked you obediently~~~ Yeah? ...the Kuchiki family's persimmons."

"Tuoye helped me get it, tsk, I owe that troublesome woman a big favor~~~~" Pingzi casually ruffled the fox's extraordinarily fluffy and soft fur, "But, I let her find it by herself. you want."

"Ah, Captain Hirako is really cunning."

"You just have to be careful about falling over, little thing." Hirako withdrew the fox's rich and gorgeous fur fingers, shook his haori, climbed over the railing, and walked out the door with his usual rampant personal characteristics , "Let's go, Soyousuke."

"...Captain Hirako, seems to like Ichimaru Sansa very much."

"Ah, that little thing that makes people feel invisible? I really like him. Soyousuke should like it too, right?"

"I also like Ichimaru-kun, so I am even more curious about Captain Hirako's reason."

"Because, I think that little thing really looks like you."

"What a coincidence, the reason I like Ichimaru-kun is also because Ichimaru-kun is very similar to you, captain."

——Qiaodu sack, what is going on with the illusion that the silver, bottle, basket and auspicious three treasures are a harmonious and loving family?To sum up, Ichimaru Xiaobaozi is actually a high-tech experiment of the male and female captains and deputy captains of the Fifth Division...Is it the crystallization of love?Flip the table!