[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Captain Hirako is such a scary man.

In my memory, Aizen's deputy captain, oh, it's time to change his name to Aizen's captain, and he has commented on that man more than once. —with a very delicate air and tone.In fact, whenever things involve that lazy blond man, Captain Aizen's expression, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years like mine, will always have some interesting changes.

In fact, although I have been in the fifth team for many years, in fact, the intersection between me and him is almost zero.

Except for the conversation that was interrupted by Captain Aizen who was still the vice-captain when he just joined the team, even counting the number of times they met and greeted each other in the corridor, it probably would not exceed the number of fingers and toes combined.

Because, although I seemed to be called a once-in-a-century genius when I graduated from Mao, in fact, my initial experience in the fifth team was not good, even worse than those ordinary students who entered the fifth team at the same time.Regarding this period of completely unreasonable low tide, after I became the captain of the third team, I was discussed privately by many people-in fact, the speculation about this unsuccessful experience has never stopped, but since I became the captain The topic of the captain of the third team suddenly became popular -- the answer to the question will always turn to the lazy, self-willed, unemployed and narrow-minded former captain of the fifth team. Patients (since Ranju joined that strange organization that was more like a cult than Captain Aizen always said this to me.) It is difficult to maintain the curvature of the corners of the lips.

For example, the weird magazine "Women's Association Magazine" published by that weird organization has published more than once that Captain Aizen fell in love with me at first sight, but he would not marry you, the blond man was jealous and tortured his mistress; or Mako Hirako fell in love with me at first sight. Unforgettable love, Captain Aizan has been in love with me for a long time, and every day in the fifth team, the drama of CP turning against each other and fighting for husband and wife is staged.In fact, if the author's writing style is not too idiotic, and the plot is not too bloody, I, the person concerned, can still watch it very happily, but, why do I suffer every time!

Of course, the cult called the Women's Death Association does not have the ambition to rule the world, which makes people completely despair of the future of the world just thinking about it. Therefore, the most normal and common rumors are still the proud Mao Genius. At the beginning of joining the team, he accidentally offended his narrow-minded boss, so he paid the price of being moldy in the logistics department of the fifth team for many years to pay for his youthful and frivolous arrogance.

If you look at the conversation I had shortly before I became the third seat many years later, this rumor is almost exactly the same as the official answer that man gave me.However, in fact, the officials these days have lost their morals to the point where they can kill colleagues, so the useless "I just don't like you" is just an attempt to cover up all the beginnings of a series of events.

In the beginning, after a series of job assignments, I was unexpectedly assigned by the blond man with a big penny to the logistics department of the sanctuary for retirement. I didn't think about it. what happened.

That man, when we first met, had already noticed my purpose, noticed that I came with killing intent in my arms, and realized that I came to take the life of his vice-captain.So, is he deliberately suppressing and isolating me and his vice-captain, to protect his vice-captain?

Immediately afterwards, I, who still had a steamed bun face, shook my head. It doesn’t make sense. If you really want to protect his vice-captain, then put me in the action team, find another chance to kill me, and just find someone to reduce the number of combat routines. Excuses can be done once and for all.Even if you don't want to kill me, you can transfer me from Division [-] with just a piece of paperwork, which is a more secure and thorough method than the current way of dealing with the situation.

What's more, even though it was rumored that the captain and vice-captain of the [-]th Division were friendly, my intuition still told me that what the laughing and cursing blond-haired captain did not have good intentions for his vice-captain, or rather— —Malicious.

Well.Since that man chooses to keep me, one day he will appear in front of me again.It's just that I didn't expect that such a long time would pass before our next serious meeting.

For this alone, I have to admit that Captain Hirako is really a terrible man.After staying in Jinglingting for so many years, the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Captain Aizen in terms of patience, except for the pervert Hideaki Sukawa who always likes to sexually harass me, is probably the only one who used to be the old boss.

Ah, let me interject, Captain Aizan definitely didn’t mention the issue of sexual harassment, because I have a Kansai accent, and I usually work sloppily and don’t do my job properly... No, I devoted most of my time and energy selflessly to waiting in the backyard of Kuchiki’s house The persimmon tree is very similar to that blond guy, so he shot me unscrupulously according to the unwritten unspoken rule that the captain and deputy captain of the fifth division will always be a little tricky. ——Although his own existence is the biggest threat to my innocence in the eyes of some people.Ala, should I consider killing Captain Aizen in advance because Luanju looks at me more and more strangely?

Yala Yala, there are really more and more reasons for me to kill Captain Aizen.

Having said that, it just happened to be a little rainy the night he came to see me, and the logistics team was able to sleep people out of rheumatism, bone pain, and old cold legs. The quilt was so wet that I could wring out water. The old man squatted on the railing to count the moons, and planned to air himself on the roof when it was dawn.Then the blond guy appeared holding the curved light.

I still remember the way he came out of the curved light, casually half-clothed in a thin undershirt, with a few conspicuous hickey marks on his smooth and flat chest behind the half-open placket, and his whole body exuded satisfaction A lazy and ambiguous breath—if he didn't stare at your eyes with those bright and sharp gray eyes like a hawk, and hide something unpredictable in the curvature of his lips.

It is rare for me to completely fail to understand a person. Even Captain Aizan, after getting along for so long, dare not say that I can figure out seven or eight points of his mind, but I can always guess five or six points. Of course, as an excellent A trustworthy and dependable second-in-command, usually I only need to perform three or four points.Because even Captain Aizen will always have desires, and if there are desires, there will be traces to follow, and I can't see anything in those eagle-like eyes, I just vaguely know that the next moment from the eyes of these eyes The words that come out of the Master's mouth will change the course of my life.

"What do you think of my three seats?"

I recalled the third seat who was only capable of handling paperwork, and deeply bent the corners of my eyes: "It doesn't look like it at all."

The blond-haired man laughed, and with a weird trajectory, he patted my shoulder with his hand: "He's yours now."

He came suddenly and left without warning.He had already turned around after saying this, and I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth and grab his lapel: "Ala, is your vice-captain also mine?"

His long hair slowly fell on the back of my hand because of the stopped steps, so beautiful that even in such a dark night without stars and moon, it still looks like a piece of sunlight left by the sun. The hair feels cool and silky when it touches the skin , making the desire to touch just around the corner like flowing silk.

He lowered his head slightly, and I saw those light gray pupils again. There was nothing in the center of the deep pupils except my smiling face. Then I saw the killing intent in his eyes for the first time, and it was not aimed at me. .I remember someone once described the moment when my sharp gun was unsheathed and my eyes slightly opened—a beautiful killing intent like love.I think at least at this moment, this description is more suitable for things that are lighter than moonlight, gentler than flowing water, and silently flowing in these eyes.

He grinned the corner of his mouth and answered slowly. The Osaka accent was like a bowstring that was slowly stretched and tightened to a certain limit little by little: "If I die, he will be yours. Little thing."

I also grinned, and replied slowly in Kansai accent: "Ah, Captain Hirako is really a scary man."

Oops, this is the No.40 six little lolis who glared at me today, right?I curled my lips helplessly, I would suffer this kind of inexplicable jealousy just because I was accidentally assigned to someone's huge harem even though I hadn't done anything.The cult of the Women's Death Association is really harmful.But in comparison, a guy who is smiling like a spring breeze is the culprit, right?Is it possible to cover up the evil deeds of cheating just because of a pleasing smile?

I watched the little girl with the baotou fall into the arms of someone who was said to be very safe, and I began to have malicious illusions. When the little girl was pierced through the chest with a knife, what beautiful blood flowers would bloom on her chest. ——Really, since the soul world lost the guy who confessed his first love all over the world, it has become more and more boring.

Then he raised a malicious smile, and smirked at the man in haori from a distance: "Is it really okay to be so flirtatious? Captain Aizen."——Be careful that your CP will never follow you in this life Remarried.

There was a flash of light in front of my eyes, and Captain Aizen who was comforting Lori just five meters away had appeared in front of me.

"Yin, next month's virtual circle affairs will be entrusted to you."

I glanced at the little Baotou girl in the distance who was facing the air with great admiration, and then looked at Captain Aizan's extraordinarily gentle face. ——The Flower in the Mirror and the Moon in the Water are indeed a terrible knife.Of course, its owner is even scarier now.

However, I lamented the toil of living in the desert for the next month, and once again confirmed one thing in my heart-Captain Hirako is really a terrible man.