[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The office of Urahara Kisuke, the captain of the [-]th division of Goutei, the captain of the [-]th division and the founder of the Technology Development Bureau, who has reached the pinnacle of his career in the profession of death, is radiant with his master. The dimly lit, cramped, unkempt mess of a lengthy title.

That's why, of course, there was the cynicism of Captain Pingzi, who hated housekeeping and internal affairs the most, but who had almost strict requirements on the quality of life, especially the home environment, and pointed his slender fingers at the seven zeros under the dim desk lamp. The pale bones turned the corner of his mouth critically: "I felt like I was sitting in a garbage dump when I came last time. Did you change the background to a slaughterhouse this time? Xiaoxisuke."

Usually at this time, Captain Urahara of the [-]th Division would laugh very disillusioned "Ahaha" in the eyes of the masses of the general public as the leader of the [-]th Division of Goutei, while flattering and frantically scrambling Showing tea to Her Majesty the Queen, another notorious member of Gotei's Thirteenth Division.However, this time, Kisuke Urahara, who was sitting in the only other chair in the room, with soft short hair stretching his teeth and claws in all directions, retracted his lips almost as soon as he closed the door. It was a perfectly camouflaged timid smile, replaced by a deep and dignified expression that gradually spread from the corners of the lips and under the eyes.

"Senior Pingzi..." The light-colored pupils in the messy bangs cast thick and colorful reflections in the deep and dark but flickering like the moment a knife is drawn out of its sheath Pulled out one, every delicate texture is full of reluctant arcs, "I..."

"There's no need to say an apology." The blond captain just grinned, as if reading the beginning and end of everything from the maturing face of the young man who was almost watching the growth. He rubbed his forehead with a headache, "How long has it been since you had a good rest? The dark circles under your eyes almost cover your entire face, Xiao Xisuke."

"It's been about four months since..." Captain Urahara, who was used to climbing up the pole, lived up to everyone's expectations, and then Mako Hirako slid down in Kansai accent, which seemed to be off topic. Hair said with a wry smile, "Captain Pingzi, now is not the time to talk about such insignificant things? I still have..."

Hirako put down the palm that interrupted the first-generation Technology Development Director's talk, and naturally turned the white and green Satoha back to spotless whiteness: "In my opinion, there is nothing more important than your health. Important. Not even the key that will open Pandora's box of this world."

"Hey, hey?!" The former particle is still out of habitual obedience, but the latter word has become an unconcealable surprise. Ever since he became the captain of the [-]th division, things that can surprise him have become increasingly rare Captain Urahara rolled his Adam's apple dully, then he seemed to straighten out his thoughts and said again, "You, do you already know about it? I accidentally created Bengyu about half a year ago."

"Sure enough... that's the case." The expression on Pingzi's face is calm and calm that no one has ever experienced before, and the arc of his lips seems to imply the sneer and ridicule unique to the Pingzi family who stay out of the way, " So it only took you more than a month to realize the horror of Bengyu? This is very commendable.” ——When he said this sentence, Hirako unconsciously used the Kansai accent that was completely different from the cheerful and jumping On the contrary, the common language of the nobles in the Jingling Court, the calm and steady tone of the words will be filled with careless clarity between the lines, and the clearness of the chest will set off the extra clarity.

"Senior Hirako, you..." Urahara Kisuke unconsciously opened his eyes slightly because of the huge contrast in the opponent's character design.

Clenching a fist with one hand and hammering down on the open palm of the other, Pingzi's flying brows raised a more precarious angle: "Ah, ah, ah, although I'm not very good at technology development, I probably won't Someone is more proficient in the development history of Jinglingting Ting than I am. In the history of the soul world, there has never been a lack of researchers like Xiaoxisuke, so... there has never been a lack of records about Bengyu. But I still want to Ask."

After creating Bengyu, he consulted a large number of similar documents, and even used the captain's authority to enter the corridor of the Great Soul Book. Of course, Captain Urahara knew that what Mako Hirako said was true, and put aside his mind at the fastest speed and was about to overtake Everest. Regarding Kaliana's question, he said seriously: "Senior Hirako, please tell me."

"Is it true that the collapsed jade cannot be destroyed by any method as recorded in the documents I have read?"

"........." Captain Urahara, who was almost choked by the expert questioning of Huanglong, who hit the nail on the head and hit the bull's eye, pondered for a while, and then spread his hands with a wry smile, "Although I want to say no. , but all the means I have taken so far have only proved the correctness of those records."

"How do you deal with it now? Kisuke."

"For the time being... I put Beng Yu into a deep sleep and sealed it. But this is not a long-term solution."

"Ah, this is giving me a headache. Although I don't hate reading, reading materials is still so boring that it will make me suffer from depression." It seemed that he didn't realize the permanent seal of Beng Yu at all. What a profound, profound and immeasurable impact it will have on the course of this world, the blond captain just dragged his old-fashioned lazy Kansai accent and complained repeatedly about the reading volume that was inevitably worse than the natural disaster of the undead, "If I found The sealing method, Xiao Xizhu, you must remember to repay me well!"

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai hei ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai The captain of the [-]th division reacted after realizing it, his eyes were shining, and he jumped into the background, shining even more dazzlingly than the future captain of the [-]th division, the holy father's halo that illuminated the entire Goutei [-]th division. The glorious savior of the world, Captain Pingzi, was holding his thin and thin shoulders on his thin and narrow chest, shaking with excitement, "Senior Pingzi, do you have a method? Do you even have a method to seal Bengyu?"

"Let it go, let it go, let me go! Urahara Kisuke." A slap was accurately slapped on the forehead of Urahara Kisuke who was lying on his chest as if he was shaking like a tumbler, and finally succeeded in slapping the other party. After pressing a clearly visible Five Fingers Mountain on his white forehead, Captain Pingzi, who escaped from the clutches, raised his left foot neatly and neatly kicked on the opponent's unsuspecting stomach, "Even if you decide to agree with your body, you don't have to." Are you so impatient?"

"Sorry, Hirako-senpai. I was too excited just now." Wrinkled facial features hugged his stomach and huddled pitifully into a ball in the corner of his room, still unable to hide the radiance bursting from the corners of his brows and eyes. Captain Urahara couldn't wait. I don’t know if I want to make a promise with my body, but if I am eager to know the method of sealing Bengyu, it is clear at a glance, "I don’t know what method can seal Bengyu? Senior Pingzi."

Slowly adjusted to a comfortable angle on the armchair, with one leg raised and swaying on the other's knee, Captain Hirako lazily prolonged his Kansai accent: "...I don't know."

"What?" The current captain, the future profiteer, who was curled up in the corner was so restless that he almost jumped to the ceiling.

"What's that expression on your face? Xiaoxisuke. Did you feed your gray brain cells as pig feed for what I said before?" The most important thing is that he is so proud and conceited that he is so arrogant that he almost breaks the watch, and the quantitative change triggers the qualitative change. The blue boss who is arrogant and self-respecting all admits that he is ashamed of being inferior to the top brain and pig head. In comparison, Pingzi stretched out a finger and shaved his teeth without the demeanor of a team leader, "Since Bengyu has appeared more than once in the history of Soul Soul Realm, but disappeared without exception. Under the premise that it cannot be destroyed, the only possibility is that it is permanently sealed by someone? And I know where the method you need may be recorded, and the worst... there will be clues about the sealing method."

"Senior Hirako, do you need my help?"

"Although I really want to pat my chest handsomely and say that everything is covered by me, I really need your help. Xiaoxisuke." Hirako looked at the gentleman with a solemn and serious face, and his eyes were fixed. The young captain of the [-]th squad, with a serious Kansai accent, didn't even delay the smooth and upturned ending like a registered trademark, "I hope you..."

Affected by the unprecedented solemn expression on Hirako's face, Captain Urahara unconsciously became serious and listened intently: "Senior Hirako wants me to..."

Then, in the next second, a slender, powerful and skinny hand with well-defined joints slapped heavily on the skinny shoulder wrapped in a white coat, which had not completely escaped the category of a teenager, and almost slapped Captain Urahara in front of him into the tatami mat under his feet with a claw hammer Captain Hirako, who can't even use this kind of special tool, took the time to straighten the front of his chest, and stood up, and the vigorous steps made the haori behind him roll out a wave of rocks piercing the sky and surging snow color: "... ...Before the next meeting, you must eat well and sleep well to make yourself fat and white~~~Xiao Xisuke."

"White and fat...then I don't really want to become a pig." Unexpectedly, Hirako's retrograde path full of head has been erratic and unreliable. Urahara Kisuke rubbed his nose with crooked eyes and felt a dull pain The shoulder blades and the drooping head seem to be permanently fixed on this slightly awkward angle.

Following Urahara Kisuke's sharp and sharp line of sight, there is no suspense that there is a mess of skeletal parts piled up on the table, and the overhanging shape of the messy parts is particularly conspicuous because of the smooth, rounded and good radians. On the heavenly spirit of the skull is a line drawn and chiseled with fingertips, and the iconic retrograde text is neat and neat to the point of no feature--Yubeng Xinxiao.

Careful about Bengyu?Hirako-senpai...you want me to be careful...what?