[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Liu Renruohuo, who had regained his disguised cane form, slammed heavily on the invisible ground in the void, and folded his old but full of destructive power on the head of the cane. The old man suddenly opened it and hid it under the thick white eyebrows. , with bright eyes: "Can I trust you? Mako Hirako."

"Trust me." Hirako Mako raised one corner of his mouth dismissively, and the straight and extended corners of his eyes naturally raised up, showing an ambiguous but distinct taste between laziness and arrogance, "Well, Because of a guy with a weird style, what I did has become unbelievable. Indeed, I have been staying in the virtual circle for a few months, and I have a face of death that needs to be beaten with the one opposite His facial paralysis is entangled, and his deeds are very suspicious. However, as an existence of the same level, you should be very clear that Aizen's strength is by no means easy to handle with the existing combat power of the Goutei [-]th Division Opponent? Your Excellency, Captain."

The frivolous and oily Kansai dialect raised the air with a rounded and elegant ending, which suddenly changed the elegant tone unique to the nobles of Seireitei in hypocritical social occasions, making the proposal of the blonde mask reveal a sharp and sharp sarcasm like a knife .

"Are you threatening the old man? Mako Hirako." The undisguised rising spiritual pressure on Captain Yamamoto's body fully demonstrated the displeasure and faint anger of Optimus Zhu, the [-]th Division Goutei.

Pingzi just shook his eyebrows lightly, and the smooth lines of the shoulder blades wrapped in pure white cloth stood up into undulating peaks: "It's just stating the facts. To be honest, we were recognized by Jinglingting 100 years ago. The guy who works for the dead really has no position to work for Seireitei, if the opponent is not Aizen Soyousuke, even if the Soul World is completely destroyed, what does it matter to us?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni pondered slightly, and finally the God of Reaper who stood at the pinnacle of power in the world of corpses and souls for thousands of years said slowly in an old voice: "I need to see your sincerity, Mako Hirako."

"Really, once the war starts, I will be completely at a disadvantage, but I still don't want to let go of the reserve that gets in the way." Pingzi spread his hands helplessly, "I came here with enough sincerity, but because someone didn't listen to advice The idiot's idiot behavior..." Ignoring the furious roar of Sarushi Hiyori who was held tightly in Aikawa Luowu's arms, "Who do you say is an idiot who doesn't listen to advice! Baldy Mako!" Hirako slowly Holding up the slender and cold handle of the knife, the silhouette of the man with brown hair and brown eyes standing in the void completely occupies the cold light gray pupils behind the lazy and drooping eyelids, and a weird smile is outlined at the corner of the hanging mouth, " Captain Yamamoto shouldn't mind if I take the lead and have Soyousuke's first time?"

————————————————— I am the dividing line of love and killing each other—————————————————

Still in the black cavity, he ran wildly on the wide and straight Avenue of Stars under his feet and vented his anger on the black road. Little Strawberry raised the Siba costume that had recovered to the elbow: "This spiritual path with strange taste seems to have the effect of restoring spiritual pressure."

The first-generation Kenpachi who followed behind Little Strawberry in a blink of an eye obviously possessed the sharp senses of at least three streets beyond Little Strawberry's third-level crippled Reiatsu perception. , the amiable smile like a spring breeze shone down on the back of the savior who was running wildly in front of him: "The value of this road does not lie in the ability to restore Reiatsu, in fact, it is just the most worthless effect attached to it."

"Ahahaha, what is the use of this road? At least I can only feel the recovery of spiritual pressure."

"Death to the land of the underworld, the road to the other shore stretches. I thought that this kind of skill that only existed in legends had been lost with the severance of Tatara's inheritance."

"what?"

"It's just a boring sigh, Kurosaki-kun." The black-bellied Madonna of the fourth team continued to smile like a spring breeze, "In short, as long as you know that even if it is a spirit body that is on the verge of death, as long as you complete this road, you can get it." A perfect rebirth is enough."

"Sounds like it's very powerful..." Someone scratched the back of the orange head without understanding, and rubbed the already messy short hair to make it even more horrible. The thinking circuit was too heavy, and turned to another question, "That guy Mako is really, just ran away suddenly without making a sound."

"...Although this speculation is too whimsical," unexpectedly, the casual complaint was met with a serious response from the calm and prudent Captain Centenary behind him, "However, Makoto must have sensed that his companion was in a life-threatening situation, so Then rush to the rescue?"

"Feeling that your companions are in danger? This is a boundary break!" Little Strawberry's unbelievable screams rippling in the empty darkness, "This kind of ability is only possessed by monsters, right?"

"That's why I feel sad, Kurosaki-kun." The fourth team seems gentle, but in fact it is not as emotional as her gentle appearance. The dignified and elegant voice of the first Kenpachi reveals rare compassion and love , "Betting everything on yourself, even turning yourself into a monster, to obtain such a heretical and terrifying power, the descendants of the Pingzi family have finally embarked on this fateful and heroic path of tragedy."

———————————————— I am the dividing line of love and killing each other XD ————————————————

"Yeah, yeah, I'm really not good at this kind of bargaining." The blond mask who was walking on the ground in the void bared his neat white teeth at the man with brown hair and brown eyes who was five meters away with an ambiguous expression. , "After a few words, I was thrown out by Mr. Yamamoto to be a pawn in exploring the way, Soyousuke~~~"

Aizen, who knows the true temperament of the man in front of him, is always ambiguous, and can easily decipher several versions. For the first time, the expression showed real joy: "Actually, you are just a male possessive, and you don't want to see your own The property is shared by others, so you will accept this obviously unfair distribution, right? Captain Hirako."

"Che——" the leader of the masked group with neat golden bangs unabashedly revealed a childish and almost cute expression, and arrogantly opened the corner of his mouth, "whatever you narcissistic guy says. In short , against you who has such a wretched Zanpakuto like Kyoka Suigetsu, the more complicated the battle situation is, the more favorable the situation will be to you."

Gracefully lifted the long windbreaker that covered the waist, let the fluttering clothes flutter behind him into a snow-colored banner, put his slender fingers on the handle of the mirror, and the blue dye on the handle of the mirror, squinted his eyes behind the swaying bangs : "Speaking of the evaluation of narcissism, compared to Captain Hirako who can indulge himself in front of the mirror for three hours every day, I am still indifferent. As for the ability of Zanpakuto, I am very much looking forward to your upcoming ability. "

"Don't say such ambiguous words in such a disgusting tone that seems to be looking forward to my naked | body with ulterior motives, or..." The boy who is closer to puberty than an adult man gently pushed his slender thumb The slender and graceful blade reflected a cruel and bloodthirsty cold light. Mako Hirako tilted his head slightly, letting the blond hair on the sideburns cover the corners of his lips that were also as sharp as a knife, "Actually You expect me to tell you even more - I will love you well, Soyousuke."

Low-pitched, sexy, as if you can directly skip the reception of the auditory organs, vibrating and reverberating inside the body, full of sensuality and sexuality|Suggested Kansai accent makes the master of the virtual circle reveal a face that is equivalent to a normal person The expressionless ambiguous smile is completely different from the joyful smile, taking a step back gracefully, letting the well-fitting blond mask approach the eyebrows with an almost dangerous posture, and the fierce blade close at hand: "Unexpectedly straightforward Offensively, I thought you'd prefer to come up from behind, Captain Hirako."

Hirako Mako, who was defeated by the knife, did not show any special emotional fluctuations because of the invalidation of the attack, but just used a nimble and light turn to avoid the counterattack of Kyoka Suigetsu, and raised her head high to draw a thunderbolt and thunderbolt in the air. Aizen's Tianling: "Don't add such a messy hobby to me, Yousuke. No matter when, I don't want to receive the big gift you prepared behind your back."

The uplifted Kyoka Shuiyue accurately held up the cuts that were much weaker than expected, and the blond mask used the sharp blade to build a dangerous fulcrum, fully demonstrating the flexibility of a captain-level spirit body. What an inhuman and weird posture, the toe wrapped in raging flames kicked towards the lower jaw, which is enough to constitute a weak point for any humanoid structure, and the other foot kicked towards the city gate mercilessly in two separate ways. Defenseless chest.

The weird feeling of using the wrong force on the toes and the fragmented phantom in the field of vision reached the high-speed nerve center almost at the same time, and at almost the same moment, the killing intent from the back of the neck and approaching the back of the head shook deep in the cranial cavity through the sharp nerve endings. A deafening siren blares.However, Hirako, who lost his balance in mid-air, just raised the corners of his mouth, and his right hand, which had never held a knife, elegantly passed under his armpit, causing the raised middle finger to shoot out a fiery scarlet aura.

The scorching torrent melted the cold murderous intent on the back of the neck, Aizen's calm voice crossed Pingzi's naturally drooping shoulders, and came from behind: "Since the day we met, you have always given me fascinating Surprise, Captain Hirako. You seem to have seen through the illusion from the beginning."

"Ah, this is just a, in the words of that pretentious man who does have two brushes, an inefficient and stupid method." Pingzi looked back slowly, and the excessively neat bangs, which were as neat as teeth, were not in the midst of a battle. In Zhongshi, the light gray eyes are always extraordinarily bright, dazzling, and also extraordinarily cold and sharp, but when they are lightly closed together, it reminds you of the squinting eyes that can never be opened on the face of Ichimaru Fox, who is calmly watching not far away. "Since the five senses will be dominated and deceived, then simply give up and develop a substitute that will never be dominated by your Zanpakutō."

"A substitute?"

"Yes, a substitute." Recalling some terrible episode, Mako Hirako grinned with a shockingly dark expression, revealing that the corners of her mouth were distorted, like a hungry and thirsty beast showing its face to its powerless and screaming prey. With a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile like sharp fangs that are about to bite off the throat, the deep Kansai accent drags out a convincing and dangerous ending, "Do you feel it? Soyousuke. I am longing for you, so intense that I cannot restrain myself Longing for you. Longing for your breath, your groans, your flesh and blood, your soul, everything about you fills my endless desire for you. As long as this heart does not cease, no matter the ends of the earth, the blue sky and the yellow spring , I can find you."