[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The so-called jailbreak operation that Mako Hirako said is to find all the people in the comprehensive treatment clinic, and the gentle and kind mother character who is second to none in the [-]th division of Goutei will issue a discharge certificate, and then go back to pack the luggage and leave the [-]th division mellowly. the gate.

As for why you want to do this... As a god of death, a high-risk combat occupation that is impossible to die on the battlefield, nine times out of ten, you will have to be hospitalized. Going to the hospital is a part of daily life just like eating, drinking, and sleeping. Anyone with a little bit of brains will know that provoking the world and provoking Master Yamamoto started to solve the flow blade if the fire is chasing around the world, and he must not offend the ultimate boss of the healing department, let alone Mako Hirako who is more clever than a dog The nose of this low-key, gentle and unobtrusive No. [-] captain clearly smelled the rust smell that should not belong to the profession of a nurse at all!

To sum up, unless Mako Hirako wants to fill the carotid artery with air the next time he visits the fourth team's team building, he would not dare to borrow a hundred of Hideaki Fukugawa's erotic gallbladder. She will be presumptuous in the fourth team, but she is a fierce woman who even her old drinking buddy Jingle Chunshui still has lingering fears when she mentions it!

"Is it vice-captain Hirako? Please come in." Just as Mako Hirako fell from the roof tiles of the fourth team to the corridor under the dripping eaves, before his bent knuckles touched the wooden door frame, a voice came from the room. With a gentle and quiet female voice.

Hearing the words, Mako Hirako turned her wrist outside the door, and opened her fingertips slightly to close the narrow gap on the sliding door. Naturally, she changed from the preparatory action of knocking on the door to opening the sliding door covered with white silk in front of her. With dead fish eyes and whale teeth bared in my heart, I know that none of these big shots in the [-]th division are fuel-efficient lamps~~~-盗-

"Then I'll come in." The high-spirited Kansai dialect sounded symbolically outside the door, and before the words fell, Mako Hirako has honestly opened the sliding door in front of him, hunched over slightly and stepped into the quiet room. Looking at the room and the layout of the room with particularly impatient triangular eyes.

The light in the room is slightly dimmer than Hirako imagined, but it is softer. The layout is very simple and traditional, without any extra frills, but it is undoubtedly in line with the consistent impression given by the owner of the quiet room. At this moment, sitting in the middle of the Japanese room, the gentle and gentle temperament of the elegant woman who slowly put down the sharp knife for trimming the branches complements each other.

Kneeling gracefully behind a cluster of blooming gentian flowers, the female god of death raised her head and lightly raised her well-maintained white and slender arms, and smiled faintly: "I thought I would see Ping Zijun in the first room of the team later, So I don't have any tea for guests, I'm very sorry. Please sit down."

Instead of a casual answer, Hirako shrugged his shoulders easily, following the guidance of his white fingertips, he sat down on the soft cushion on the tatami mat a few short feet away, bent one leg, and casually put the frame on Arms in Shiba's costume rested on his knees: "Listening to what Captain Unohana said, I seem to have expected that I would ask you for verification~~~"

"With all due respect, judging from the circumstances of my visit that day, no matter whether it was the first time or the second time, Hirako-kun didn't really faint, did he?" There is still a gentle and gentle smile on his lips, but it reveals the indifference and determination of knowing everything that happened in the entire fourth team.

Hearing this, the blond God of Death, who was short and opposite, raised his arm on his knees and gently stroked his forehead. The wide white sleeves hung down to cover only the exaggerated upturned corners of his mouth: "Yeah, yay, that kind of The chaotic scene is completely confusing, but fainting is a choice that can make everyone feel at ease~~~~ Otherwise, you won’t cooperate with my little trick, will you? Captain Unohana.”

Faced with the blond boy's oily voice and the essence of the [-]th division's unprofessional flower cape uncle's answer, Goutei [-]th division's seniority is second only to the captain Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's Captain Unohana fully demonstrated that she is a woman The senior is gentle and tolerant towards the younger generation, and he still asks with a gentle and quiet smile: "When did Mr. Pingzi start to doubt?"

"Here, let's start with your special attention to me. Although there seems to be no large-scale conflicts with the virtual circle recently, the cute girls in the comprehensive treatment clinic seem to be very leisurely, but they are not so leisurely. You can let the captain of the first team surround me, who has no background, it doesn't matter, even the wounded are basically stable and there is no need for special attention, right?" After putting down his wide sleeves, the blond boy's face disappeared behind his messy temple hair The cynical and evil smile, only the solemn and quiet that suddenly appeared after the curve of the lips were restrained, the silence highlighted the sharpness of the blade, he opened his mouth slowly, and poured out one after another in a Kansai accent. With a cold and firm syllable, "You must have found something suspicious on me."

"So..." The slender body leaned forward, and the palms silently pressed against the sides of the rosewood. Mako Hirako's gray pupils stared at the quiet and peaceful Jingpo Lake without wind and waves under the bright spring sun. His black pupils spit out the question in his chest from the gradually tense chewing muscles, "What is the ability of Nakagawa Ichiro Zanpakuto?"

"What a nostalgic gesture, Hirako-kun." Forced by the aggressive gaze, the female Shinigami gave a strange admiration that made Mako Hirako inexplicably anxious, and then she smiled slightly, using a pampering tone that seemed to comfort the anxious boy in front of her. Slowly said, "I can't live up to Ichiro's trust in me as an elder, so I can only regretfully say that I have no comment on Hirako-kun's question. However, your guess is indeed correct, and Ichiro did do something to you , but these things won't do you any harm."

"I'm just dissatisfied with the fact that I don't have the right to know as the person involved. Well, please help me send a message to him, saying that if he dares to falsify my memory again, even if I can't beat him now We must also make him pay a price that he will never forget!" The young man who was a few years ago slowly got up, walked lazily to the closed door, and suddenly slapped his forehead as if remembering something, and slapped it with obvious slowness. Turning his head in slow motion, "Ah, Captain Unohana, do you have any rope or something here?"

After saying that, in the slightly surprised gaze of Unohana, he walked around the captain of the fourth division who was behind the short one, and stretched out his slender fingers towards the empty cold air.The empty void under the slender fingertips is like ripples on the invisible water surface, and the silver-white aura gathers at the fingertips. The next moment, Hirako Mako's entire palm has been submerged in the invisible barrier and pulls horizontally.

The bright streamer that is unique to the collapse of Lingzi is shining and falling in the gaps between the fingertips, and the black-haired man who gradually revealed his figure behind the broken barrier slowly raised a bitter smile: "Since when did you find it?" What? Mako."

"The man who stabbed me in the chest, I can't forget it even if I want to. Nakagawa Ichiro." The blond man's slender fingers dexterously pulled out the black ribbon on the collar of Mao Tutor's uniform as a decoration, and passed it through the sleeve The pull ring of the stand-in in the middle was lightly knotted, and it was put on the slender neck neatly, and the long watery hair slipped out of the black ribbon with fingers.The moment he turned around and rubbed shoulders, the awe-inspiring look in his eyes had been completely replaced by his usual laziness. He walked slowly towards the door of the quiet room with tired and lazy steps, and when he passed through the open door, he turned slightly sideways, and closed the door with a slippery tone. Xiqiang was very lazy and casual, "Thank you very much for your hospitality, Captain Unohana, and Mr. Nakagawa."

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In an inaccessible corner of the [-]th Division team building, a blond Kansai-accented man with his chin resting on one hand is staring blankly at the finger that just tore the hidden ghost barrier, frowning slightly and muttering to himself: " Why did that scene just now... look familiar? Where the hell did you see it before?"