[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Hirako's first reaction was to shake his head in reflexive denial. Aizen Soyousuke gave up his life for Hirako Mako, and that proud man who was so defiant chose to choose for another person—no matter who that person was. This is simply an absurd joke even more absurd than the sensationalist "Women's Association Journal"!However, at the moment when sharp cynicism blurted out accompanied by unbelievably violent emotions, Pingzi suddenly restrained the exaggerated upward arc of his lips, and the uncharacteristic silence was golden.

Ever since he said that sentence, he has stared deeply at the blond man across the round table for a moment, and the strange white and deep black eyes that can see the most subtle changes in every line under the bangs are slowly overflowing, which is unmistakable. With a faint smile: "You really noticed it, Mako. Do you know what I admire most about you?"

Hirako Mako just turned her head to the side, and cast a big white eye to the man opposite who spoke vaguely and erratically... "As long as I don't admire my body the most, an idiot would want to listen to your nonsense."

Qi Bai also folded his hands and put his chin lightly on the intertwined fingers, posing for a long conversation: "Although I am really interested in your nude body, Mako, please believe My tastes and relatively conservative aesthetic are not open enough to appreciate a poorly made utility pole."

"Who do you say is a shoddy wire... Qiaodu sack," finally read out the implication that can only be understood but cannot be expressed from the two characters of sex, fun, which are deliberately protracted and accentuated. Mako Hirako's head is just The blue veins lingering on the back of the head finally began to think about Qi Liuhai's forehead spreading, "You can be sexually interested in facing a crudely made telephone pole, Qi Baiyi, you idiot, how many tastes do you have?"

"Ah, sexual interest and appreciation are two completely different concepts, Mako-senpai~~~~~~~" Qi Bai also imitated the tone of a cuckold profiteer sitting leisurely under the old signboard of the shop, basking in the sun, so vividly A small folding fan covering the malicious and cunning curve of the corner of the lips, and a small handkerchief flying up and down in the hand to welcome and send.

Before the words fell, Pingzi had already begun to regret drinking the cup of black tea too quickly, otherwise a red cannon would be thrown on the face of the man opposite him who laughed so much that he looked at him horizontally and vertically. The male trotter of "Les Miserables" is in full swing next door.

"Don't put on such an expression that you want to throw the red cannon on my face." Qi Bai, who once again saw through the secretive thoughts of the blond mask, clapped his hands and ended the routine, ah, No, flirting with official business, cleared his throat and continued solemnly, "What I admire the most is your way of thinking, Mako. No matter how much you hate or hate someone, you will not let your likes and dislikes make decisions. Biased conclusions, but seeing the 'truth' hidden behind the fog from unexpected angles. For you, the truth of the matter is not based on logical reasoning, but just everything you 'see' .”

Pingzi's light gray eyes were absent-minded for a moment, and after a brief emptiness that seemed to encompass everything and penetrate nothingness, the corners of the mouth of the blond mask unconsciously raised a tiny arc that could not be called a smile: "As the god of death, Yousuke won't do this, it doesn't mean that as a human being, Soyousuke won't do it, I don't need to make a fuss at all. What's more, no matter what his original intention is, it can't change my relationship with him that has gone against him. --fact."

"That's why we say that time is a butcher's knife." Qi Bai also stood up, not forgetting to dutifully put away the tea tray and teacups on the table, and one second before turning into the shadow of the terrace, he turned halfway to the angle of the new house The light from the pupils to the end of the eyes outlines a lazy angle along the straight corners of the eyes, and he slowly utters a sentence, "The belly is dark, the heart is hard, even the ghost glasses of the master of the virtual circle have changed." It has become a pair of glasses."

"Oh, can you please restrain yourself a little bit next time when you are showing affection in the bedroom with your family, Soyousuke? You know, although I won't deliberately listen to your corner, but if you are too unscrupulous, as a wise old man It would also be very disturbing.”

Pingzi = dish =: "...Even if you are deaf and blind, you will still know when you want to know. The one who really should restrain himself is actually you, a mental roundworm! Qi Baiyi."

Qi Bai, who had completely disappeared into the shadows created by the wall under the moonlight, waved his right hand protruding from the darkness: "I told you to call me to understand. Especially when..." The upright one second can no longer be upright There was a slight pause in the voice, and the soft ending dragged out an ambiguous and meaningful rising tone, "When there are only two of us~~~~~~"

As soon as the words fell, the table that was in front of Pingzi a second ago had been torn apart and teleported to the snow-white wall of Xuye Palace.

Among the wreckage of the whizzing scapegoat, Hirako stood up from the comfortable recliner, raised his thin arms without warning a second before stepping into the passageway from the terrace to the room, and stretched His five fingers fell into the chaotic and dark void, but the moment he bent his fingers, he dragged out a dazzling and dazzling aura with the flowing pace.

Amidst the light shattering sound of glassware, the streamer, which is more beautiful than the tail of a comet across the Milky Way in summer, disappears in the slender palm that stands on the back and stretches across the waist. Gao Xin's graceful snow-white silhouette under the night outfit.

The BLAECH repeated the same old tricks, the unprecedented villain BOSS, the biggest reactionary armed leader of the entire Reaper so far, the top most wanted criminal in the most wanted list in the soul world, the most wanted criminal in the world, and the king of the entire virtual circle as the Reaper, this The owner of the cold and empty white palace slowly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling leisurely.His smile is elegant but brewing a turbulent undercurrent, his light brown eyes are gentle but hides an unpredictable crisis, and the low and gorgeous cello played the first dance song tonight in the boundless night, the first small climax .

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, Captain Pingzi." After pondering for a moment, he turned around slowly, letting the hair sticking to the side of his delicate nose softly divide a light-colored pupil in two, "Since when did you find out?" Woolen cloth?"

With a casual posture, he flicked away the last hint of aura from his fingertips. Pingzi turned his head sideways, and his short golden hair sparkled a dazzling golden color in the air following the movement of the master's head turning: "Are you asking knowingly? Of course... in When you were still in your mother's womb, Sousuke."

"You are really a scary person, Captain Hirako." The same answers as a hundred years ago came one after another, like turning back the time in an instant. There is always a kind of tacit agreement that has never been announced, but is well known to each other.

"Put away your flattery, Soyousuke. What made you come to find me, a prisoner, at this time?"

"I just want to invite Captain Hirako to go to a place with me."

"Go to a place..." Pingzi stroked his chin, which was clean and hairless, and raised his slender eyebrows, "Isn't it the room where Bengyu is stored that you want to take me to?"

"Captain Pingzi is indeed a terrifying person."

"It's not a good habit to throw bait indiscriminately, Soyousuke."

"..."

"Especially the fake bait that was thrown indiscriminately."

"Captain Pingzi..."

"Don't be too surprised, Soyousuke. I'm just sure of one thing, that is - you will never let anyone other than you know where the real Bengyu is."