[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

If you decide to make a move, don't hesitate to act first!

The moment the fingertips touched the hilt of the saber against the brush, the chanted rope gave off a golden rope wrapped around the slender blade, and with the crisp sound of the mechanism bouncing off, the sharp blade unfolded in front of Pingzi under the traction of the rope. The dazzling light of the knife and the hidden murderousness erupted suddenly in the sprawling icy cold, like a cheetah hiding in the shadow of dense tangled branches waiting for the hunting to come. After locking on to the unconscious and stupid prey under the tree, it suddenly Open the sharp fangs and stab the defenseless neck!

The light of the saber spun around the waists of the five people and swung to the edge of the encirclement. The moment the rope at the fingertips was stretched to the limit, it was provoked by the slender fingers again, and fell into the palm of the god of death who followed Shunpo. The slender blade, like its master, draws a trail of flying sand and rocks under its feet with the force of the forward rush, and the icy-cold tip of the blade silently stabs at the only one who escaped Pingzi's unexpected cut. Mr. Beast.

Clang——

The indomitable sword style was cut off by the half-cut Zanpakuto that was hastily unsheathed, and the moment when the falcon was rising and falling just now suddenly froze at the moment when the soldiers met.

The exaggerated and evil smile on Pingzi's lips seems to last forever until the eternity is converged into a cold and sharp straight line, and the dangerous narrowing of the gray eyes still can't stop the killing intent surging out from behind the narrow gap.Like a proud and elegant big cat, like a natural killing machine created by nature, every muscle is tense at the moment of triggering, and every nerve is trembling in order to detect the movement of the prey.

"Yo~~~ I'm surprised, you caught this move." The wrestling between the tip of the knife and the blade is still going on, and occasionally there are subtle fires that burst out from the gap between the metal friction.

The palm of Mr. Beast's hand that was holding the scabbard turned outward, and the muscles bulging in his arms and the throbbing veins on the back of his hand silently indicated this undercurrent of turbulent competition.

"Hmph - I have to admit that your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, but don't forget, there are five of us. What are you guys still doing there?!"

"Boss, I..."

Mr. Beast yelled in exchange for four burly men who held their belts and spun 180 degrees in response.

"Yeah, yay, your eyesight is not very good." The playful Kansai accent followed with a three-point glib and seven-point sarcasm.

"It's unreasonable!" Mr. Beast, who was angered by Hirako TX, also burst out his potential, and suddenly pulled out the Zanpakutao in his hand, letting Nifu's sharp knife tip meander amidst the ear-piercing sound of metal friction In the light of the flames, he turned his head slightly and let the blade of the cold knife brush against the side of the ear, and the long knife that had been lifted to the top drew a dazzling arc in the air, and slashed mercilessly. Because of the wrong force, his body was unstable Mako Hirako staggered closer.

Bang - click - boom -

The first sound is the muffled sound of Hirako's raised arm slamming into the forearm holding the knife, the second sound is the sound of bones breaking when his outstretched palm grasps the opponent's fragile elbow and twists the opponent's arm, and the third sound It was the roar of Mr. Beast being thrown into the chest by Hirako's tricky and powerful shoulder blow, thrown out and hitting the wall.

The Zanpakuto slipped from the master's weak fingers in mid-air, and was lightly picked up by the toes of the boy wearing straw sandals. Driven by the powerful force exerted by the handle, the gleaming blade was caught in the suddenly constricted pupils. It suddenly zoomed in, brushed past the corner of the eye and pierced the wall by the ear like an arrow, and the trembling blade let out bursts of hoarse humming.

"Mako, what are you still doing here? Captain Unohana's Hell Butterfly said you didn't go... Be careful!"

The frightening captain-level Reiatsu erupted without warning in the Reiatsu perception, and the deep and rich bloodthirsty murderous intent rushed towards his face like a raging sea, overwhelmingly covering every inch of the body of the hunched blond Grim Reaper. The thick and heavy spiritual pressure that makes people tremble and faint more profoundly interprets the meaning of despair in the catastrophe.

Under the heavy killing intent and tyrannical spiritual pressure, Hirako Mako's flexible limbs lost all mobility, and fell into a rigid state as if imprisoned, with stagnant breathing, sudden constriction of pupils, and tremors that made the jaw tremble from the cervical spine along the curved path. The spine runs through the entire back.It wasn't until the wine-red long hair on the snow-white feathers slid across Hirako's shoulders like flames blowing in the strong wind, that the overwhelmed nerves were freed from the suffocating killing intent, and the ears regained hearing Zhongsuke Chuanying's voice suddenly sounded with unprecedented sternness: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

There was a burst of clear and dense sounds like roasted beans from the stiff neck. Mako Hirako, who was completely liberated from the confinement of Fukukawa Hideaki's murderous Reiatsu, followed the prestige, and saw Fukawa Hideaki's slender, fair and feminine beauty. The palm of the hand, and the zanpakuto that has obviously changed its shape between the bent fingers and palms, the jagged blade is like a wild beast. The dangerous and deadly fangs are shining coldly thirsting for blood in the white and delicate palm. The long and sharp tip of the knife is almost Kiss Kamihirako Mako's defenseless neck.

Tsk, I was almost killed by you idiot Fukawa Hideaki.Mako Hirako looked at Hideaki Sukawa, who blocked the Zanpakuto that Mr. Beast had unleashed with his unscathed palm at the very moment, and then looked at it, as if he was hit with all his strength, and even the defense of the captain-level boss couldn't break through this. The cruel reality hit the stunned Mr. Beast.When the corner of his mouth was shaking and he was about to say something, he found that he had been surrounded by groups of team members who were attracted by the captain's sudden change of spiritual pressure in the fifth team.

"Mr. Matsushita, do you know what you were doing just now?" Hideaki Fukawa's silky and soft voice was as cold as ice. Even under the obvious anger, this voice was still ambiguous and silky but even more creepy and menacing Murderous intent, reminiscent of some kind of icy cold-blooded animal slowly opening its swallowing mouth, revealing the deadly dagger hidden deep in the palate.

"Enough, wise." Speciously, the dark and floating uneasiness disturbed Mako Hirako's overly sensitive nerves, and the resulting anxiety made him for the first time in full view of the public, overstepping the affiliation of the captain and deputy captain and calling him by his first name, slightly Frowning, "I don't intend to pursue this matter any further."

"This is not allowed, Mako." The palm holding the blade folded its fingers and gripped the entire blade, Hideaki Fukawa's purple-gold pupils flashed a luminescence of inorganic matter unique to metal, "Panasonic violated the prohibition and began to release Zanpakuto. And He attempted to assassinate you, attempted to assassinate the vice-captain of the [-]th Division, and attempted to assassinate his superior. Both of these, no matter which one is a felony in the [-]th Division of the Gotei."

Fukawa Hideaki's aggressiveness made Hirako even more vaguely uneasy in the deepening anxiety. He sighed a little bit disturbed, but he had to cheer up to deal with someone's uncharacteristically aggressive: "... Mr. Matsushita sparred for a while, it is inevitable that you will get carried away when you meet your opponent..."

"Oh? I just saw him throwing a knife at you from behind, and he wanted your life at all." Hideaki Fukawa slightly exerted his arm holding the Zanpakuto to bring Mr. Beast, who was trapped in the wall, to his eyes. A free palm gently caressed the other's protruding Adam's apple like a lover's caress.

Mako Hirako's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she instantly understood Fukawa Hideaki's plan, but it was too late to save her.

The unique crisp sound of the moment the bones shattered slammed into the eardrums, and Hideaki Sukawa let go of the fingers holding the Zanpakutō, letting his lifeless body fall back weakly.Hideaki Fukawa took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and slowly wiped his white fingertips. His purple-gold pupils casually swept across the Fifth Division members who were watching from a distance. His calm voice returned to its usual softness and smoothness: "Matsushita committed the crime of assassinating Mako Hirako, the vice-captain of the [-]th squad, and I have already killed him. From now on, if there is another crime, it will be the same as this case."

The sense of justice churning in his chest made Mako Hirako want to rush up and roar angrily at the man who killed his subordinates cleanly, but a kind of calmness that should not belong to a young and energetic young man was silent. The restraint of the voice restrained Mako Hirako's impulse to do harm but not benefit.

Rushing out now won't help anything, Mako Hirako.

People are already dead, and it is impossible to come back from the dead no matter what, Mako Hirako.

The "facts" of hypocrisy and righteousness can no longer be changed. Do you want to add another hypocrisy?Hirako Mako.

——This man, Hideaki Sukawa, is isolating you, he is isolating you from the Fifth Division, Mako Hirako.

Mako Hirako gritted her teeth, swallowed the roar that was struggling on the tip of her tongue, and looked calmly at Hideaki Sukawa who discarded the silk that had been wiped off her fingertips in her hand: "Please forgive me for my verbal conflict just now, Captain Fukawa. I'm already late for the follow-up consultation with Captain Unokana, please allow me to leave first."

"That's why I came to inform you. But, please go and return quickly, you have a backlog of official documents, Mako." In the narrow field of vision that naturally narrowed due to lowering his head, the snow-white leader's feathers were woven on the retina A turbulent wave was set off, and the slender back that was fading away revealed that the pure black color of the dead bully outfit covered under the white fabric was fleeting - just like the most authentic portrayal of this red-haired and purple-eyed man.

Mako Hirako watched silently as Sukawa Hideaki's eye-catching back melted into the verdant greenery, turned around slowly, lifted up Shunpo, climbed over the wall covered with cobwebs and cracks, and disappeared into the courtyard of the fourth team separated by a wall.