[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Uh——" When Pingzi, who was unconscious all the time, regained consciousness on another more durable hospital bed, he summed up his feelings about his physical condition in one sentence, that is—everything hurts except his hair.

Did I get stepped on by [-] Killians on the back and go to hell for sightseeing?Obviously before... Wait, before, what happened before?The usual smooth thinking even breaks the line, and the result is that the closed eyelids suddenly darkened, and then a clear and gentle voice rang in the ear: "Mako, are you awake? Don't rush to open it!" Eyes, you have been in a coma for almost a month, your eyes will not be able to bear it."

"I've been in a coma for a month? Cangwu." Pingzi wanted to raise his eyebrows in surprise, but in view of the fact that all the facial muscles were out of balance, the blond boy on the hospital bed still had a poker face and faced his body in such a state. Indifferent and noncommittal.

"Hey, bald Hirako, what's your expression!" An irritable but familiar voice came to his ears immediately, so familiar that it even made Hiyori nostalgic for a moment, and then fell into the voice that he would have met with Hiyori Feeling nostalgic, is it really hopeless to bring your M-shaking physique?The terrible imaginary self-tangle.

"Hyyori, please tell me less, Mako just woke up, not to mention if Mako didn't save you this time, you would have been eaten by Xu who broke into the barrier! Facing the savior who took you Restrain your violent temper!" Aichuan Luowu's righteous words sounded, and there was also the crisp sound of a fist hitting the skull.

"Bastard Luo Wu, where are you knocking! Hiss—that bastard Ichiro Nakagawa dared to knock so many bags on my head...I must..." The number one violent loli of the god of death whose body is inversely proportional to his temper Although still irritable, the volume of complaints instantly weakened.

"What do you want to do? Yuanshi-san." It is completely different from the gentleness and softness of Yuki Cangwu, another young man who is equally gentle and clear but obviously more majestic suddenly rang out, followed by something The faint sound of being gently placed on the head of the bed, as well as Hiyori's turmoil in the wind hovering between vigorous and gloomy, indicate that the master's heart is falling into the spiritual pressure of the battle between heaven and man, which is violent and fearful.

When did I become so sensitive to Reiatsu?Hirako raised his eyebrows suspiciously in the palm of Yuuki Zangwu, tried to control the sore and numb palm in the bedding, made a few simple flexion and extension movements, and then raised his hand weakly to grab Yuuki Zangwu's slender wrist: " Cangwu, it's alright."

There were several quick and powerful abnormal beats from the animation with the thumbs habitually clasped. In order to be sure of the abnormality, Pingzi clasped his thumbs subconsciously: "Zangwu, your heartbeat is very fast... your body temperature is also a little abnormal..." After the words fell, I felt The temperature under the fingertips turned up a few more steps, because the head was not fully turned on just after waking up, Mako Hirako, who spoke without thinking, finally seemed to have discovered something, and very obediently said the following "You Do you want to let the members of the fourth team check?" Swallowed whole.

Fortunately, when Ichiro Nakagawa was teaching in Mao, he was a star teacher who walked wherever he went. He has his own body self-propelled lighting and eye-focusing functions. Everyone in the room focused on teasing the petite fire-breathing dragon. Even his eyes were on fire, but he still dared to be angry and dare not speak out. No one noticed this little episode that smacked of jqk on the greatest dragon trainer in the soul world.

Classmate Hirako let go of her long and slender fingers, and her wrist, which was so hot that it could fry eggs, immediately flashed back to the master's wide sleeves of Mao's school uniform as if avoiding snakes and scorpions. The pair of 24K titanium alloy dog-eyed Venus of the pair of [-]K titanium alloy dog-eyed Venus of Mako Hirako, who did not pay close attention to the amiable and amiable appearance of the old man, burst into tears.

"Huh? Stupid Mako, why are you crying?" The violent loli, who was squeezed by Ichiro Nakagawa's invisible and tangible aura, almost burst into tears as if she had discovered a new world, pointing to the real protagonist who had been neglected for a long time on the hospital bed. , in an attempt to divert the gentleness to the attention of the terrifying animal trainer.

On the hospital bed, with three and a half bandages tied behind his bangs, the blond boy with a white brow and forehead unceremoniously pulled someone's sleeve aside, rubbed his nose vigorously, and continued to eat beef bowl noodles. : "It's nothing, I was deeply moved when I opened my eyes and saw such a scene of filial piety from a teacher and a disciple."

The words fell, and Kuang Hiyori, who has endured someone for a long time, chose the latter without hesitation between death and explosion. He kicked his right foot smoothly, turning his body to the left, and the moment the clogs left his feet The probing hand grabbed it, and swung it out suddenly and skillfully.

In the next moment, the clogs filled with the owner's anger and full of love have been patted on Mako Hirako's face that is already flat without being patted, and the flat face has evolved into an Indian flying pancake Another solid step has been taken and an indelible contribution has been made.

"Baldy Mako, you are courting death!"

As soon as the words fell, Pingzi, who had just woken up for less than 5 minutes, took two mosquito coils and a freshly made clog print on his forehead and ran towards the warm and comfortable embrace of Duke Zhou again.

A room full of cronies and unreliable mentors watched the violent loli collective black lines clutching another clog and jumping up and down in front of the hospital bed, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"This is the ward, please... Excuse me, can any of you tell me what you did to my patient?"

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Soon, one of the culprits who raped the patient many times, causing the patient to lie in bed and coma again and again, was kicked out of the comprehensive treatment clinic by Nakagawa Ichiro with his back collar like a ball, and kicked back to Mao's classroom.By the way, he was pulled into the blacklist by Captain Unohana, and became one of the four squads' recent exemption from entry.

Pingzi, who struggled to wake up for the third time, finally avoided the sad fate of struggling between sobriety and coma.Started to accept the personal diagnosis of the captain of the fourth division while awake.And after scratching his head and tearing off a few of the most precious blond hairs on weekdays, he asked Ichiro Nakagawa innocently what was going on with that wrapped pig head that looked like a mummy without a left eye.

A certain Mr. Nakagawa, who obviously only had a small scratch on his eyelid but was wrapped into half a rice dumpling head by mobilizing the crowd, glanced at the First Virgin of the [-]th Division of the Guarding Division who was smiling softly and amiably beside him, and replied with a wry smile: "Thank you!" bestowed."

"Ah, if I have this ability, I won't let you only have one left eye. You will be so flat that you can't even recognize your mother." Pingzi expressed his desire to the third party very frankly. A strong desire to kill a teacher.

Captain Unohana of the fourth team still has a gentle smile with a [-]% affinity but inexplicably makes the spine feel chills: "Actually, the injury to Mr. Nakagawa's left eye was indeed caused by you, to be precise It was caused by this knife when you first came to your senses. What happened to make Vice Captain Hirako so...unfriendly to his tutor?" Captain Unohana kindly replaced He said a very kind word, and after finishing speaking, he held up the fruit knife that pierced the ward door of the fourth division and disfigured Nakagawa Ichiro, and showed it to the instigator Mako Hirako.

"It looks a bit familiar..." Mako Hirako grinned habitually, countless fragments whizzed by in his head, and at the moment when Hirako wanted to concentrate on catching some clues, there was nothing. The signs disappeared, and Mako Hirako, who had long been accustomed to the memory state of still holding the pipa half-hidden, didn't take this abnormality to heart, but prolonged the Kansai accent a little, "...I seem to have had a nightmare, Dreamed of being stabbed in the chest by this bastard, and then woke up? You should be very clear, Captain Unohana, when people are half asleep and half awake, their behavior is always a bit unreliable, so I may be attacking because I can’t distinguish between reality and dreams Mr. Zhongchuan? But to be honest, I wanted to do this a long time ago, but unfortunately I didn’t remember it at all. Eh? What happened to that vice-captain Hirako?” A certain person was finally not too slow to realize that the extremely weird vice-captain suffix , and at the same time, his head was spinning around at full speed—don't, don't be what he thinks~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

However, the reason why the dream Xishi is so beautiful is because of the reality that Dongshi spares no effort to contrast. The saddest thing for an intuitive creature in this life is that it often "dreams come true" for some terrible premonitions.Sure enough, Mr. Zhongchuan, who had only one eye and was not wearing glasses, reflected a ghostly light, and without hesitation shattered Pingzi's last little fantasy: "Yingming has already talked with the principal about the formalities for early graduation." It has already been done. After you recover and leave the hospital, you will report directly to the Fifth Division, and your position will be Ying Ming's deputy, that is, the vice-captain of the Fifth Division."

"Can I refuse!~~~~~" Mako Hirako let out a desperate howl while covering the brightly colored sole print on her forehead.

"As the god of death, you do have the right to refuse the appointment, if you are sure that you can survive the joint pursuit of me and Yingming."

"This is a naked threat!" Mako Hirako raised his eyelids and glanced at Ichiro Nakagawa, who was absolutely shaking and full of aura. Although the latter still had a gentle smile that fascinated all the female students in Mao, Hirako Mako didn't doubt at all that the polite and polite Master Mao in front of him had the ability and determination to execute the threat, and he succumbed to the power very spinelessly, "I have no objection."

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"Qiaodu sack, you haven't told me why I passed out~~~~~~~~~~"

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outside the ward.

"I don't know if it's my delusion, Captain Unohana seems to be suspicious of something." In the corridor, the black-haired man wearing the uniform of Mao's mentor watched with his only blue eye, still smiling unshakably. Captain Notre Dame of the fourth team.

"Maybe, maybe not. Those who should know will know the answer." With Hirako's case under his arm, Captain Unokana walked calmly and in a demure posture, deeply bending his black eyes, "Mr. Nakagawa, What do you think?"

"Me? I'm just a teacher who lives in chaos in Maou. I can't answer this kind of question." The black-haired, blue-eyed, handsome and almost monstrous teacher Maou's warm smile gradually appeared on his lips. Being replaced by a resolute solemnity, he replied in a deep voice, word by word, sonorous and decisive, "However, Makoto is a proud student that I recognize and love, and as a teacher, I will never hurt my student at any time. "

"So, I can only hope so. Ichiro...kun."