[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

part1. Conversation

"Tea or wine?" The black-haired young man on the opposite side of the red sandalwood raised his obsidian eyes, and the moment he raised his eyebrows, a pure gold ring bell shone in his hair.

"Of course it's tea." The blond-haired captain of the [-]th division took off the haori that represented the supreme authority of the [-]th division of Gotei, and let the pure white fabric slip down from the edge of the corridor indifferently, "I can now I can't afford your exorbitant drinks."

"Aiya, didn't you tell the truth once after getting drunk on purpose? Is it necessary to chase after time and never give up?" Qi Bai also pushed the half-full teacup in his hand to the opposite side of the tea table, "You Leaving aside the warm, fragrant and soft jade beauties, you didn't come to hell to make a special trip to overthrow those old accounts that have become nothing?"

"Nenyu Wenxiang, this word is really thanks to you. That kind of height and weight will only overwhelm people." Picking up the cup with the scent of tea, he drank it down, pretending to be chewing peonies just now The bull's Captain Hirako shook off the wide cuffs of the Siba suit to wipe off the water stains from the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes and complained.

What responded to him was Mu Jihou, Qi Bai also had a strange and ambiguous smile: "I really can't tell, so you prefer female superiors?"

"Get out!" Hirako Mako patted the empty teacup in his hand to the bright smiling face that was close at hand without hesitation, and regretted from the bottom of his heart that he drank the tea too fast just now. After Jie was sealed, did your integrity finally completely abandon you, a scumbag, and elope with your conscience?"

Stretched out two fingers to easily hold the teacup whizzing towards you, turned your wrist, straightened it, lifted the pot, filled it up, and pushed it down in front of Mako Hirako in a smooth manner^-^: "The tea is full, If you are not satisfied, you can do it again."

Jesus once said, if someone slaps you on the right cheek, give him the other.As the god of death who guides the soul to the ultimate bliss, Hirako Mako, who will never believe in God, deeply felt the boundless charm (evil) force (meaning) of one of the three major religions in the world at this moment. This look of expectation, this longing The facial expression, the gentle words, and the encouraging smile, can you shake M to make people feel weaker?Such a thick-skinned face is full of the uneconomical sense of sight that slaps hurt more than the face!

Hanging his shoulders, Hirako picked up the teacup in front of him again. This time, he finally remembered the arty elegance of the nobility. He took a sip of the warm green tea soup, and his very deep Kansai accent was solemn from behind the graceful water mist. Xu Piaolai said, "I really care about that scar on your wrist."

"Ha, I was discovered by you, Mako." Qi Bai also unconsciously stroked the deep strangle marks between the upper wrist bones through his sleeves, "It's really not some unscrupulous bondage PLAY, but a rapid stimulation of the body's incapacity. It is one of the traces left by the high-level surgical procedure of the load, or the sequelae..."

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