[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Hmm—" Consciousness fell from the erratic clouds to the ground, but the touch of the gradually recovering body was still in the clouds. Hirako closed his eyes and cheeks lazily and unconsciously rubbed the soft and smooth surface of the silk fabric under his body, suddenly awake The consciousness successfully froze into a gorgeous marble statue at the moment of stretching to the extreme.

...He remembers... He seems to have been drugged by Mieshi Pure Land...Mieshi Pure Land has a deal with Aizen Soyousuke...he is now being traded as goods to that bastard Soyousuke... This guy, Yousuke Soyosuke, must be supplemented with Yachukas mask Vastord gall (bear heart and leopard gall) every day in the virtual circle, but he is so courageous that he dares to use him... BUT, now is not the time to care about these things, is it?

Pingzi suddenly opened his light gray eyes that had lost the last trace of confusion, turned over and sat up with the soft quilt in his arms, the only thing he saw was the dazzling white that looked like a hospital ward mortuary, and he was sitting on the wide stone bed At the end, the face of the master of the virtual circle is still gentle and fatigued even after 100 years of absence. ——Even if you took off your glasses, put on hairspray, and abandoned the thirteenth division of the Gotei team, and put on a deadly domineering outfit, but as long as this face is still smiling tenderly and tenderly like this at this moment, goose bumps are lying on your back Sitting up and rebelling collectively, as a former boss who sees too much not to mention that the boss is wearing clothes, even if he is not wearing clothes, Hirako said that the stupid hair floating next to the nose is really annoying, and of course the smiling face is even more annoying.

"Souyousuke..." In view of the fact that the named party is radiating deadly gentle rays to the surroundings in 360 degrees like a human nuclear bomb, Hirako, after considering the actual situation, gave up what he was about to blurt out—— Come on, Niu gave me a smile~~~ and changed into another classic line that is well-known to all women and children: "Come on, stand up and take two steps."

"Captain?" The brown-haired man who was named was startled slightly, just like Aizen never thought that Hirako would risk his life to share the joys and sorrows with the masks 100 years ago, Aizen still couldn't think of waking up after 100 years Pingzi would have such a "calm" reaction, without hostile eyes, without raging anger, or even sharp words that make people caught off guard and tired of parrying, but such a... almost teasing and joking words.

"You're still the same long-winded and unrestrained person as before. I'm the one who has to worry about his life now, isn't it you? Yousuke Sou." The familiar ones spread out in a comfortable shape on the head of the bed, and Hirako didn't hesitate. She flicked her paws impatiently, and bared her big white teeth: "Come here, take two steps in front of me and turn around twice."

Although this request is strange, it seems very safe because it is too strange. After habitually searching for clues of conspiracies and tricks but failed, the villain boss, who has always regarded doubt as his life principle and professional characteristic as suspicious, smiled at himself. It is natural to have an attitude towards the existence of such unpredictable and indistinguishable enemies and friends in the Pure Land of Destroying the World, but for Hirako Mako, who plays conspiracy as a conspiracy and fights as a game, he would rather go straight to the point rather than beat around the bush. For some people, it is too much to think about.

Therefore, the master of Xuquan, who had just changed jobs, stood up from the end of the bed, obediently walked in his bedroom, under the watchful eyes of his former boss, paced back and forth gracefully, and even patiently responded to someone's Kansai accent in a mess. At the request of the brain, he raised his hand, turned his head, looked back and fixed the pose, and was tossed until a certain blond girl with bangs and bangs, who looked like a enoki mushroom from the front, opened a mouthful of a whale like a sign ^ dish ^ contentedly: "Uh~ ~Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, I have known you for so many years, Soyousuke, your taste in clothes can barely catch the eye."

When she was in Jinglingting, Pingzi had always had unparalleled enthusiasm and extremely picky taste in dressing, but she didn't expect that after so long, this atypical appearance association symptom seemed to be in the east of the river for three months and the west of the river for three months. Under the influence of the ever-changing worldly fashion, it got worse and worse.Aizen sat back on the edge of the bed—this time quietly moved from the end of the bed to Pingzi's waist: "Is there anything else Captain Pingzi wants to say?"

"Of course." Directly ignoring the willingness of the host to have a friendly meeting and have a long talk, Hirako just lifted the quilt around her waist, raised her arm that was only wearing underwear, and accurately grasped the upturned Aizen with her slender fingers. The corners of his mouth were pulled into a weird shape as he wished, and the soft ending of the Kansai accent dragged out a glib upward tone, "Souyousuke, your clothes are really... want to be pretty, and you are filial~~~~~"

"Puff——FUUUUUUU... Hirako SAMA is mighty!" The picture freezes at the moment when the oily and frivolous Kansai accent comes to an end. In front of the screen, the man with snowy skin and moon-like hair bends the enchanting golden amber, brushes off the spotless white skirt, casts a winking eye like silk, and only raises the tip of one eyebrow noncommittally in the darkness. The black-haired man who neither agreed nor refuted his own words cast a glance.

It is clearly the same gentle and approachable handsome and gentle, it is clearly the same awe-inspiring, sacred and indifferent indifference, it is clearly the same handsome and timeless with sculpted brows and crane eyes, clear eyes like water, the eyes are looking forward and looking up, but they are clearly surging With completely different looks and charms, it is hard to imagine that the man in front of him would have such an intimate relationship with that person.

"Long time no see, Mr. Bai." Sitting upright in the dark seat made up of knelt and kneeling knuckles, Sanqing's clear and melodious voice echoed in the dim light of the screen at his usual soft and slow pace. Spreading out in the unlit darkness, the edge of the monocle above the bridge of the nose and in front of the left eye shone with bright blue reflections. "The last time we met..." seems to be in some kind of distress that is difficult to choose. There was a slight pause, and then the voice rang out, "The last time we met was when you formally persuaded him to join the Department of Outer Worlds as an extraditionist. I just don't know what's going on this time?"

"The preparations for hell have come to an end. Of course, I'm here to get the reward he promised me." The man called Mr. Bai, who lived from white hair to the tips of his toes, curled up his beautiful red lips, "Besides, this guy has been busy with things here recently, but the conditions he promised at the beginning have not been fulfilled for a long time."

When the words fell, the matter was nothing but three, and suddenly there was an absurd illusion that the third party who was involved in the family was ruined by the original wife. There are countless suave people, and his appearance is definitely not the top. As for strength... With his current strength, he must not be the top one. The reason why Mr. Bai is so obsessed with it is probably...his weapon Great work, great skills and superb skills make the husband's bed extremely ecstasy, right?"

The same low-carbon, energy-saving and environmentally-friendly lamp that has no complaints about fuel-saving—Mr. Bai nodded slightly, and admitted it frankly and calmly. The footnote of the domineering side leaking morality and death: "I have tasted his goodness once, and I will never forget it. How can I miss it lightly? Anyway, I can't find where he is now, so it's the same if you do it."

"I'm afraid this will disappoint Mr. Bai." Touching the front end of the armrest made of Qian Da's round head, unconsciously inserting fingers into Qian Da's mouth and stirring carelessly, nothing more than three casually wiped off the fingertips of water light.

"Oh? How do you say that?" This time it was Mr. Bai's turn to raise his snow-white and beautiful eyebrows.

"Because..." For the first time, the warm and elegant smile on Sanbu San's lips showed obvious teasing, and he raised a slender and beautiful finger to point at the tip of his nose, "There is no future for two pure zeros to be together." .”

Mr. Bai ==: "..."

"Since Shiratori has come to the door, so the preparations for opening the door of Vientiane have been completed?"

"It was indeed completed, but I was bound by myself and couldn't move."

"Don't say it's so pitiful, it's just that you have such a carefree expression, I'm afraid you'll dig a hole with your Soyosuke this time, right?"

"Oh, you bastard, you can't be merciful, don't expose me so quickly. It makes my last little sense of accomplishment disappear."

"If you're looking for a sense of accomplishment as a man, I can call that guy back for you for free, or are you more interested in my body?"

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have let you two fellows of snakes and rats meet each other. Congratulations, your shameless skills have not only returned to the old ways, but also improved your mother's [-]-foot success."

"You and I work together regardless of each other. Since I have improved my ability to brazenly and self-sufficiently, you and I should use this to encourage and rejoice together."

"...you...unconsciously, the position seems to be reversed."

"It's not an illusion, it's true...it's reversed."