[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"However..." The man smiled with crooked brows and lips, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with a pure peace of indifference to the world, "Walking by the river, there is no one who doesn't get his shoes wet."

"There are many mountains in Deshan, and it is my luck to meet a tiger like Bifang."

part1

[There was a hot night that was exhausting and passionate, my dear master who did not return all night...] The black-haired man bowed gracefully by the corridor, and the corners of his gently raised lips outlined a soft and ambiguous expression in the shadow of the dripping eaves. Arc, 【... Did you spend another night of ecstasy? 】

The man exuding this illusory but palpable gentleness all over his body rubbed his brows, his eyes were full of lingering tiredness, 【I never knew... Hideaki Fukawa would be so good at take up other people's time.I remember that the first generation of Fuchuan was a guy who was more noble and glamorous than the woods of the Kuchiki family.Sure enough, is the power of relying on blood inheritance so unstable? 】

[However... Speaking of not returning all night...] Yuan Zhibifang unconsciously stroked the cold and hard scabbard of the Zanpakuto at his waist, 【The one who really did not return all night is actually you, right?What kind of ulterior conspiracy are you carrying out, even my call is ignored. 】

【Huh?There is nothing like that at all~~~] The man standing straight up in the corridor has the straight corners of his eyes drooping at a gentle and harmless angle, and the lines of his side face are mixed with the innocence of a teenager and the innocence of a child. With an indescribable innocence, the tone was extremely innocent, 【I just don't want to stand by and watch your bewildered victim Fuchuan Hideaki's chrysanthemum on the other side. 】——The lines are particularly awkward.

Yuan Zhibi hooked the corners of his lips, raised his fingertips and let the messy feathers slide down his shoulders and get stuck on his bent elbows, [... Don't you think it's too ridiculous to say such things now?Qi Bai also. 】

The man walked around behind Yuan Zhibifang, familiarly picked up the loose collar of Yuori and took off the soft snow-white cloth. His fingertips brushed the white jade-like neck and gently stroked the delicate outline of the upper collarbone. Finally, he paused ambiguously. Standing at the end of the winding carmine scar from thick to light,【My original intention is to let Hideaki Fukagawa entangle you to death, you and him are entangled with grievances, love and hatred, entanglement for a long time, deep Incomprehensible... It's just that I didn't expect that you once again exceeded my expectations.Now... how much of my intentions have you guessed from him? 】

【Hearing the tone, it's like an arrogant man who is sure that his lover will guard him like a jade. 】Original Zhibifang reached out to close the loose skirt of the dead bully outfit, and also broke away from the palm pressing on the shoulders and neck.

【No, I'm just sure that what I know is that Yuan Zhibi will never use the means of selling his body to deceive his feelings to achieve his purpose, any purpose. 】The man raised his eyes dangerously, and raised the corners of his eyes lazily, 【Now, I have to look at you with admiration. 】

[Are you appreciating it? 】Yuan Zhibi suddenly turned around and took a step forward, almost fitting into the warm embrace of the man.

[There is no doubt, isn't it? 】The man smiled leisurely and shrugged his shoulders chicly.

The subtle atmosphere wandered unscrupulously in the short silence in the eyes of the four eyes, Yuanzhi Fang stretched out his arms to wrap around the man in front of him without any warning, always calm and elegant smile, dark green eyes deep Endless temptations are surging everywhere, but there is even deeper despair hidden, [You know, let me be honest and honest with nothing to hide, let me be willing to be used by you, let me give up principles, give up responsibilities, give up all of myself The instinct carved into the soul, blood, bone marrow and tendons since birth has become an invincible sword in your hand, which is easy for you, isn't it?As long as you want……】

The man is darker than midnight, and his black eyes, which are farther than the sky, reflect a silent silhouette on the dark green iridescence. He is still smiling, but the smile cannot reach the deep and winding pupils, 【I refuse. 】

The three cold and hard words fell into the world from between the soft lips and teeth with an irreversible attitude. The sharp sword cut off the unfinished words of the original and the other side. Open your mouth again, 【Accepting your proposal is indeed the most convenient shortcut.However, just now, I have personally said that the Yuanzhifang I know will not sell their bodies to play with their feelings for any purpose; similarly, any relationship, no matter whether it is a fake relationship or a deep affection Nothing could touch his heart made of iron.If I think that I can easily restrain and manipulate everything about you by virtue of my emotional and physical relationship, then I really overestimate myself and underestimate you. 】

[Heh... Did it really fail? 】Yuanzhibifang suddenly held the back of the man's head, and suddenly there was a flexible and slippery uninvited guest between the tenderness and softness of the ironing post, eagerly sweeping the unknown space behind the man's slightly parted lips, 【Are you sure, you The method can heal Mako's spiritual body. 】

【It depends on the degree of compatibility between the spirit bodies...】 The man let out a vague sigh in a short gap, 【Originally, the best candidate is of course Mako’s father, Mr. Rong Guang, but he has already...】

[Who is the other candidate? 】

[Fuchuan Hideaki, and... you. 】

Under the dripping eaves, deep and shallow lingering kisses, swaying copper bells, figures with overlapping clothes and intertwined limbs, torn apart in the fragmented memories, blurred silhouettes reflected in the gray pupils, the lingering lingering, imprinted on the heart but betrayal.

The ready-to-go conspiracy quietly took root and sprouted in the abundant rain and dew in summer, and the well-known but unfathomable calculation came into being at the moment of Xiang Beier.The deadly fangs are carefully stored, and the desperate gamble of putting one's life on one's dignity will eventually break the delicate and meticulous layout after a long time.

——It was only the last and most fatal blow.

part2

The wailing of the soul on the verge of collapse and the painful and distorted wail are the eternal melody of the underground laboratory. Every time you walk through the "Colosseum" isolated by single-sided reinforced glass, you will feel a kind of walking in a world standing in the world of corpses and souls. The illusion of hell in the depths of the earth.

[Actually... what we are doing now is no different from what Fukawa Hideaki did, or even worse. 】Unbearable to bear the pain caused by the mutation that broke through the limit of endurance, two-thirds of the face has been covered with a semi-solid mask, but the god of death still maintains a human form, biting the side fiercely like a wild beast losing its mind, curled up into a ball and shivering The same kind of trembling, blood splattered with feeble cries mixed with sharp and painful howls, like the horn that opened the bloody curtain, triggering another bloody wave of devouring and killing each other.

However, the man who was also condescendingly looking down at the red lotus hell that was close in front of him just slowly put his hands into his snow-white sleeves, and slowly raised the corner of his mouth, [As expected, after dilution and neutralization] The gluttonous poison has already delayed the process of dissociation of the soul for a full three hours. If it can reach the scheduled six hours, it can meet the needs of micro-injection of local dissociation. 】

The peaceful and quiet profile, the unhurried narration, the tone without any sympathy, the tone that is neither excited nor crazy, seems to be narrating a cold fact that has nothing to do with him, only the ending The clean and tidy ending can give a glimpse of the speaker's determination and calmness.

Yuan Zhibi turned his head to look at the man who spoke. Compared with the usual gentle and ambiguous arc, the corners of his lips are more rigid and firm, the roots of the mountain are raised, tall and sharp, and the bony bones are undulating. The silhouette cuts the viewer's sight like a blade, and the plain glasses with thin silver frames are exquisite and small, but they reflect the cold light of metal and inorganic substances in the unique cold white light of the laboratory.

[I often feel that you actually have a very serious dissociative personality disorder. 】Originally knowing that the corners of his eyes blurred unconsciously, he pondered for a moment, and then spoke again, 【I thought you would say something more vicious, satirizing my superfluous and hypocritical sympathy, instead of reporting the progress of the experiment to me in such a serious manner. 】

[Of course I can respond to your sudden sentimentality like a virtuous and elegant gentleman.But...] The man's obsidian-like cold and deep pupils clearly reflected the dark green iridescence of the original, he hooked the corner of his mouth very quickly, but the subtle upward arc was too ambiguous to be interpreted as a smile. Regardless of malicious intent or good intentions,【... I don't think the trait of being gentle and perverted is worth flaunting. 】

Yuan Zhibi Fangmu was expressionless, no, to be precise, he looked at the man in white clothes like snow for three seconds with a slightly stiff expression, and finally couldn't help but said, [Now I feel that your bad taste has revived again. 】

[No, the accurate adjective is relapse. 】The man slowly raised the corners of his mouth, still smiling without any emotional ups and downs, making it impossible to fathom the gloom flowing in his deep black pupils, 【Are you sure you want to do this?With your skills and your relationship with Hideaki Fukawa, you don't need to take such a big risk. 】

Yuan Zhibifang's calm and gentle face finally showed a sneering smile, as if to imprint a deep mark on the dark eyes of a man who can't distinguish the boundary between pupil and pupil, this bright and ironic smile It lasted for an unusually long time, [Isn't this exactly what you expected?If you can't create enough weaknesses in me, it will give you a lot of headaches if you want to kill me with the help of Hideaki Sukawa, right? 】

[It is certain to feel embarrassed.This is nothing to deny. ] The man openly admitted his sinister intentions, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his palms, 【But... just scold me regardless, the person behind you who guides your actions Your staff will also feel very headache, right? 】

【Don't you want to hear what the staff officer said about you? 】

[Although he should have seen through all the hard work I spent on Hideaki Fukawa, but since he will definitely have reservations about your narration, it is better for me to keep silent on the beauty of an adult. 】

Yuan Zhibi Fang pondered for a moment, 【Although I am not as proficient in the rules of this world as you are, I am also very clear about the things he concealed... Bringing the dead back to life, reversing the laws is not something that can be done once and for all with a powerful burst of power in an instant, Fu Chuan The reason why Ying Ming was able to bring the dead back to life, and still live so freely and vigorously, was because there was a force in his body that was powerful enough to change or even distort his fate, which constantly counteracted the fate called death for him.And you...] The voice paused, knowing that the other side seemed to want to see some secret clues from the man's eternally ambiguous and gentle lips. He raised his eyes and said again, 【And when you met me So you will be so weak that you can only entrust your own existence in a small crystal, and you have to sign a contract with me to take shelter under my wings, not because Hideaki Sukawa killed your body, but because You have lost your greatest support against the power of destiny in this world. ——Night Demon, is it inside Sukawa Hideaki's body? 】

Even though the last trump card was revealed by the sudden sharp words, the man still only raised the corners of his mouth indifferently, and chuckled casually, [Oh?so? 】

【So, no matter what, it is impossible for me to kill Hideaki Fukawa with my own strength before you take back the Night Demon.You have already laid a net of heaven and earth, and from the beginning to the end you were not prepared to give me a second option other than death. 】

[So, what is your conclusion? 】

[If you give up the contract, you will die from the repulsive power of this world, but the night demon who lost his master will [-]% run amok and out of control. At that time, maybe the whole world will be wiped out without waiting for the army of the hell lord to overwhelm the land.Continue the contract... The world will fall into temporary chaos, but it will eventually return to the established track.The choice is pretty clear, isn't it? 】

[No, you still have a third choice.Expelling me and the Night Demon from this world - although this is not easier than killing the current Hideaki Sukawa, it is not an impossible event that is absolutely impossible.The change in hell... From your standpoint, it is just another reincarnation of time and fate that has nothing to do with you. 】

[Because I don't want to forget you.Even if I know that you approach me with ill intentions, you approach me to use my abilities, and you trust me to appease my emotions, I still don't want to forget you.In this long life, it's not that I haven't been tempted by love, but only you... is the existence that I don't want to let go, don't want to give up, don't want to forget. 】—Even if the price of engraving you in your blood is giving up eternal life.

【Inject me with the gluttonous poison, Pure Land. 】

【The weakening of the gluttonous poison is not complete...】

【Actually, postponing for three hours has already met the criteria for surgery. The reason why you chose six hours is to reduce the pain I suffered when my soul dissociated as much as possible, right? 】

[Since the day this experimental base was completed, operating room No. [-] has been on standby. I have been waiting for you to say this for a long time, Bifang. 】

【...Your blood is indeed cold, Pure Land. 】

[It is a great honor to be praised. 】

part3

[Can you still rely on your own strength to gain a foothold?If you are too weak, I can delay Hideaki Sukawa's actions until you recover your strength. 】

【…】

[Don't rush to refuse.In your current situation, even speaking is an extremely heavy burden, right?You know, how much strength you can recover is not related to your wealth and life, but to the life and death of Xiao Zhenzi.If you want to give me an experience of a lifetime, he is your last card. 】

【Cough...cough cough...you don't seem to care what I do to Mako. 】

[It's not that I don't care, on the contrary, I'm looking forward to it... very, very much. 】

"Hey, why do I feel that you have noticed everything a long time ago, but you deliberately let others destroy your plan. No, you are simply watching with great interest how others dismantle your layout to pieces."

"Oh? Am I that obvious?"

"Just write Xing on the left side of your face and Fen on the right side, okay?" —Mirai—, "It's so annoying that I want to imitate that girl in Hiyyori and finish you off with my fists."

"Yeah? I remember correctly. Nine out of ten times you were KO'd by Hiyori's slippers, right? This pancake face, which is getting more and more like an Indian pancake charm, is the most powerful evidence, isn't it? "

"Fall down, go back!"

part4

The gurgling blood meanders inside the Baidaomen, the source of the bloody stream is firmly imprisoned in the heartbroken chest by the trembling arms, under the moonlight, the eternally frivolous and passionate man has scarlet purple gold eyes, and his eyes are more deadly. The traumatized beast howled even more terribly, but the body that was gradually losing its temperature in its arms would no longer raise its arms to give him a perfunctory but gentle hug.

The severe pain of the heart being pierced by a sharp knife still lingers on the sensitive and beating nerve endings, and the confusing memory has been matched seamlessly and the perspective has been changed.Pressing the palms of the throbbing organs in the chest cavity, the pulsation that vibrates the blood is roaring and roaring in the ears, like the moment of death, the grief and despair in the eyes of the man who even smiles as gentle as usual, the silent mourning, only his own soul can listen.Hirako Mako lowered her head with difficulty, and was not very surprised by the small palm on her chest.He raised his head, and began to search for the man whom he had only glimpsed in his long-lost memory.

The lavender gauze and the pitch-black gown are arranged in a mess in the wind, and the gorgeous patterns of gold and silver threads are faintly visible in the cold moonlight.

【You have been here all along, watching all of this. 】As expected, the timbre of the boy's voice, which has not yet changed in the future, is clear and pure, with the unique crispness of a child's voice, 【You could have saved him. 】

【No, I can't save him.When his soul was completely filled with despair, he could no longer hear my voice or see my existence. 】The black hair is like a crow-green horse, which is fluttered into a spiritual banner in the frantic night wind, and the corners of the man's mouth are curled up wearily, 【At that time, as long as he is willing to call my name, he can survive.He knew this, so he wanted to die. 】

【You could have saved him. 】The blond-haired and gray-eyed boy ignored Ichiro Nakagawa's approaching footsteps. It could not be said that there was a bloodthirsty cold light dancing in the cold and silent moonlight, and he repeated the same words stubbornly.

This time the smiling man gave a completely different answer, [Because of curiosity, I care more about my own curiosity than the life of the other side. 】

The icy long knife was silently above the heads of the whole country, and the flickering cold light flowed along the flowing lines and pointed at the tip of the sky. The blond boy suddenly clenched his fists, letting the cracked and bursting veins on the back of his pale and weak hand Climbing and spreading, [cough, in the pure land of the last days, you... now...? 】

[I didn't quite understand it at the time, but now it's all clear. 】The black-haired man bent down to support the young man's slender waist, and his light and flexible leap back turned the cracked blood from the original heart into a slight scratch that split the butterfly bone. 【The unspeakable ability is very difficult, In the state of swastika solution, as long as the body is stabbed, it will take effect. 】

The instinct of survival made the weak and haggard blond boy cling to the man's body with all four limbs, like a drowning man grasping the driftwood that drifted past him, like a dying man clutching the last straw to save his life, [So, I Will lose memory, ... almost all memories from birth? 】

The man's pitch-black figure scattered in the haze like mist, wrapped the young man in his arms, and walked calmly before the approaching knife point again, in a blurred field of vision, he saw the sudden and mysterious smile on the man's lips, the back of his neck and the The tingling pain from the ambiguous junction of the back visited the conscious consciousness one step ahead of the answer, the soul trembled and the consciousness collapsed, the pain was transmitted to the whole body along the dense nerves of the spine, and the heat flow of exercising the soul almost disappeared at the moment of Pu Yi's attack. Snatching away the last vitality of the will stored in this decayed body, the soul flew away, [has the backlash started?As expected. 】

【However... you guessed wrong a little bit, Makoto.The reason why Ichiro sealed your memory is not to make you forget, on the contrary, he wants you to remember, to remember these memories that do not belong to 'you'. 】

"I've seen what's wrong with your body. Now there are two treatment options."

"The first?"

"You play a game with me, in your mind space."

"What's the difference between opening the door and bowing to the thief? Do you think I'm an idiot? Pure Land of Destruction."

"Then, we can only choose the second treatment plan." The man gently tugged at the placket that folded under the throat, and the delicate and beautiful collarbone poked out shyly from the loose collar, "Let's fit together Come on, Mako."

"Pfft——" the blond mask, who was holding a cup of tea on the bedside table and chewing peonies, was pouring into his mouth. The hearty drink stagnated slightly, and then a gorgeous rainbow was drawn in the dim yellow air, "so impeccable Jiecao's treatment plan sounds like a joke, are you kidding me? Pure Land of Extermination."

"This is definitely not a joke. I am sincerely asking Mako for a fit, for a warm bed, for a one-night stand at 419~~~ If you don't believe me, please look at my really (kinky) orange (slutty) eyes~~~ ~~"

"..." =皮=|||, "Come here in the Pure Land of the End Times, I promise I won't beat you to death!!!"

The end of the eighth volume, called the turntable of fate