[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Mako?" A tentative call sounded behind him with uncontrollable panic and anxiety.

Hirako turned his body halfway in response, and the Kansai accent was surprisingly soothing and quiet: "Don't worry, Hiyori. It took me a long time to get used to the current state. Absolutely, there is no problem."— ——Thrilling ominous and brutal atmosphere, assured An Ran's warm and peaceful smile.

Hiyyori uttered a voice that was half stuck in his throat as if he was on the verge of death, and suddenly jumped up from Aikawa Luowu's stiff arms: "Baldy Mako, you bastard who never thinks about yourself! "

Pingzi suddenly raised his left hand holding the knife, caressing the long and narrow blade and the beautiful and gorgeous flowing water texture on the edge of the mirror flower Shuiyue blade collided with fierce sparks, the blond mask curled the corners of his mouth neatly through the staggered sharp blades, and raised his eyebrows playfully: " A sneak attack from behind would be too lowly, right? Soyousuke."

"Past experience tells me," the brown-haired and brown-eyed man smiled condescendingly and gracefully, "For Captain Hirako, the most efficient way is to take the initiative."

It's a pity that Mako Hirako, who closed his eyes tightly, couldn't see this bewildering beauty. He just raised his right foot calmly, and pointed at the big boss of Lan, where a man who has a bearing on a man's dignity had to be deadly. Kicking it forward, the Kansai accent dragged out a long and pleasant tone: "What a coincidence, I also think that if you are too far away, it will be very difficult to fight."

Clenching a fist with one hand and sealing it down, he hit Hirako's toes hard. The turbulent collision between the punch and the Reiatsu was not inferior to the most ferocious slash of Zanpakuto. The tip of the nose shatters the world in the eyes, and the flashing light on the tip of the knife is not so much the coldness of metal and inorganic matter as it is the pale fangs of a beast.

The next moment, the blond man was approaching in a blink of an eye, and the Zanpakuto that came out of his hand obeyed the law of gravity, and the tip of the knife fell downwards towards the scale model of Karakuzacho produced by the Technology Development Bureau: "Fall down, Nishi. "

————————————— I am the dividing line from a man with two brushes——————————

"For this door, I can be said to have devoted myself to death." The man with white hair like snow and skin like jade raised his face so delicately that it was reminiscent of a lifeless doll, reflecting the black hair and black eyes. The golden amber eyes of the man's well-groomed silhouette gleamed with a charming light, "What kind of reward do you plan to give me? Qi Baiyi."

Deep in the deep black eyes of the black-haired man, there are faint purple ripples, mixed with the scorching scarlet of purgatory lava, which is so strange that it is shocking: "Before this door opens, I belong to you. This is already stipulated in the contract, and now you are only paying equivalent labor for the compensation you have already received."

"It's really a boring man who lacks sweetness." The white-haired man let go of the skirt of Qi Baiyi's robe boringly, "A man who can't talk sweetly will not be welcomed, whether it is among women or men."

"Sweet talk also needs a matching partner." Qi Bai also curled up the corners of his mouth playfully, letting the elegant smile reveal a hint of evil, "I don't think you are the ideal partner for me to confide my heart to. "

The white-haired man showed frustrated self-esteem, exaggerated and contrived expressions, and folded his hands in the shape of a weak and clothed Xizi holding a heart: "Don't say that, Dabai. After all, we have shared the same bed for so many years."

"It's a different dream in the same bed, Dr. Bai." Qi Baiyi's warm and soft voice extended only to the bone-chilling indifference, "I reminded you from the very beginning that a contract can only bind my body. If you choose a contract, we will All that's left is the deal."

"It's too heartless for you to say that. Could it be that the relationship between you and Hirako Mako is just a transaction of interdependence by virtue of the contract?"

Faced with Dr. Bai's sharp accusations, Qi Bai just raised a calm and subtle smile, and his clear and pleasant voice was calm and unhurried: "That's different. First of all, my contractor is Yuan Zhibi Fang; second, I and Mako Hirako's relationship predates our transaction by far. My transaction with him has included this part of selfishness from the very beginning."

"It's so rare that a ruthless existence like yours would so bluntly admit the selfishness contained in the transaction. But what you are going to do next is already completely betraying this rare and gentle selfishness, which is extremely vile. Are you on your way?"

"...You are right, but whether it is selfishness or gentleness, the premise of its existence has never changed for me."

————————————————— I am the dividing line full of selfishness——————————————

"Welcome to my world, Soyousuke." Standing upside down with the whole world between heaven and earth, Mako Hirako held the hilt of the Nishi knife slowly rotating around her wrist, and the end of Zanpakuto The huge ring and the neatly arranged round holes on the blade make the bloodthirsty blade more like a key with a strange shape. "Although the rules of the game are very simple, for you who have never played games, it may be a little maladaptive." Difficulties?"

Aizen's arm hangs naturally by his side, the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water shines brightly in the snow-white raging waves, and the bright red slowly slides down along the gracefully curved edge of the Zanpakuto, converging on the sharp tip. ——This bewitching color came from a flashy confrontation at the moment when the world was upside down. As a price, Aizen added a deep bone scar on his left arm, which lost his sleeve.

"Up, down, left, right, front and back are completely reversed." Lan Ran moved her injured left arm, and faint ripples appeared in her light brown eyes, "The direction of the attack is also opposite to the direction of the injury. I never thought that I would be injured." so fast."

"Is this the arrogance of boasting about one's own strength?" He neither affirmed nor vetoed Aizen's guess, Hirako just raised his eyebrows and cracked the corners of his mouth, lazily letting his clean and neat teeth show the smoothness and delicacy of porcelain in the sun texture.

"Why don't you think I'm praising your efforts?" The gentle smile and polite tone, the impeccable words and tone naturally revealed the inherent arrogance.

Facing the boss's provocative skills without a trace, Pingzi responded with a sneer full of disdain: "If you really believe your nonsense, no number of lives will be enough for my cerebral hemorrhage."

"Oh? Then I'm really sorry, Captain Pingzi." The deep and charming bass suddenly flowed past the tip of the ear, and faster and sharper than the sound came to the face of the cold blade shining with the cold killing intent that was determined to win, "You The recovery of the body is much slower than I expected."

Pingzi suddenly opened his closed eyes, the light gray eyes were full of ridicule and malice: "Don't always make up your own mind for others, Yousuke."

The crisp sound of silk cracking suddenly rang in my ears without warning, and the surging spiritual pressure accompanied by the loud roar "Yueya Tianchong" rushed straight to the back, and the black crescent was suddenly covered with blue dyed light-colored fundus.

In the black Reiatsu rising like a blazing and wild flame, the blond mask slowly retracted the Zanpakutō, which was unknown when it would return to its original shape, and raised her slender and beautiful fingertips to smooth it at the moment of hand-to-hand contact. , the skirt of the clothes that was blown to pieces by the bulging spiritual pressure, and gently stroked the ferocious knife marks on the collarbone: "I just don't want to waste my energy for you."

"Mako..." The gentleman with gorgeous golden curly hair looked at the blond man suspended quietly in the grand and magnificent explosion.

Jaw-length blond hair raised elegant waves in the impact visible to the naked eye, the leader of the masked army raised the corners of his mouth lazily, and stretched his waist unscrupulously on the ever-changing battlefield: "Did Ross bring tea? Xiaoba, please take out the snacks you prepared earlier. After fighting for a long time, I was almost starved to death."

As a result, the Masked Army was really swaying the blood and tears of the god of death without nerves. A tea party was held on the edge of the hot battlefield. Yadoumaru Lisa, who took out the latest edition of "Playboy" in the dimension, even pushed the gleaming glasses and began to communicate with the blond masked army about visually inspecting the cups of beautiful women.

"You... what are you guys doing!" Hitsugaya Toshiro roared angrily with his head rising and falling veins.

"You can see this kind of thing with your eyes, right?" =皮= After taking the Gyokuro from Ross, swallowing the tea fruit in his throat with difficulty, Mako Hirako faced the sun and fought to fight the boss in the team. The genius boy on the front line showed a row of blinding whale teeth, "We are having a tea party, intermission~~~~"

As soon as the voice fell, the irresponsible speech of the Kansai accent without any sense of tension really lived up to expectations, making the blue veins under the messy bangs of the young and mature white-haired captain double.

Pingzi raised his slender wrist, swayed the completely deformed reciprocating caress on his wrist again, and slowly continued to add: "By the way, I will add a BUFF to pass the ball and assist you. I look forward to a good show."