[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

There is nothing more tragic than waking up to the snow-white ceiling of a general care clinic.This is Hirako opening his eyes from the deep darkness, feeling the sense of powerlessness and burnout caused by excessive blood loss that seems to come from the depths of the soul, and staring straight at the ceiling for a full 10 minutes before he realized it in his head. conclusion.

However, the next moment, this conclusion was overturned by Pingzi, who threw the table messily in the wind with tears streaming down her face.

Nima!Who will tell me that Captain Mao Mao Zhihua will appear in front of my hospital bed!With a glance of the eyeballs, I saw such a gentle, amiable, sunny, gloomy, creepy Virgin's smile, Your Majesty, can I apply for the spirit body protection mechanism, and faint for a while? !

"I must be having a (nightmare) dream! Sleep a little longer." Hirako blinked his sore eyes because he couldn't adapt to the bright light in the room for a while, and yawned lazily, pulling the thin blanket under his neck His head covered his face and shrunk into a ball, "When I woke up, I didn't..."

Next second

Eh! ——

With a small exclamation, Pingzi jumped up from the hospital bed, quickly turned over and got out of bed, and at the same time, he did not forget to grab the quilt on top of his head and lift it in the direction of the spiritual pressure. Flying out, the thin quilt was stretched by the spiritual pressure poured from the fingertips to form a straight shield, and at the same time it bravely moved forward towards the rapidly gathering spiritual pressure, and at the same time, it used its stalwart body to properly cover the blond boy fleeing in embarrassment.

After the muffled sound of puffing, the powerful Guidao, as expected, opened several transparent holes in the hastily built defense.But behind the cave, there was a sprinkling of spring scenery, and the blond boy was nowhere to be seen.

"Mako Hirako, come out!" Hikishuki Kiryu yelled at the newly polished floor with his hands on his hips.

"Manly man, if you can't say it, don't come out!" Under the bed, Mako Hirako's Kansai accent also echoed, full of vigor and strength, and did not lose the wind.

"Okay, Mako Hirako has slept for so long, you haven't woken up from the wine, right?" Kiryu Hikishuki began to roll up his sleeves with ten slender fingers crackling.

Under the bed, Hirako Mako quickly merged with the bed board, and began to ask for help from the sidelines very spinelessly: "Captain Unohana, you must stop Miss Kiryu! It will kill you!"

There is always a face that makes people can't help but think of the amiable, harmless, gentle and ghostly smile on the face of the captain of the Fifth Division 200 years later. The whole process is stress-free and calm. The vice-captain and the captain of the [-]th squad, who performed the farce with great singing and acting, finally called Kaka very kindly: "Kiryu, please let the vice-captain Hirako go. The wound on his shoulder can't stand the first time." Cracked a second time."

"Huh? Are Quincy's arrows evil? I always heard the members of the [-]th team next door talking about their captain's wounds not healed. I thought it was some panic rumor." As a minority Several team captains who guarded the present world and were not involved in the war between the Quincy Division and the Reaper, Hikko frowned at the same time and looked at the fourth team captain aside.

"To be precise, only some of the Quincy's arrows are evil." Seeing that Kiryu Hikifune's attention was easily distracted by Captain Unokana's words, Hirako finally crawled out from under the dark bed, "My situation It’s not bad, although it’s healing slowly, it’s still slowly recovering. The wound on the captain of the [-]th team can only rely on the special ghost seal to stop the bleeding, right?”

"A wound that cannot be healed? Is this why the second squad suddenly started searching for Quincy souls in Ruhun Street?" Kiryu Hikifune turned his head to look at Captain Unohana who was still smiling brightly, "Juri in the Pure Tower Forest Did your old guy even approve this kind of research?"

"After all, it is a soul study that is clearly listed as a prohibited act. So there is no fanfare." Captain Unoka sighed and obviously did not support this cruel order that can be said to completely ignore the sovereignty of the soul, "But that There is really no effective containment method for this strange Reiatsu entrenched near the wound and constantly preventing the wound from healing."

"Even if you want to study, isn't the kid in front of you a good material?" Kiryu Hikifune pointed at Mako Hirako who had just crawled out half of his body from under the bed. The snail king of the patterned villa whoosh - where it came from and then retracted.

"Deputy Captain Hirako's situation is special, and there is no reference value in the general sense." Captain Unohana briefly mentioned it, and knocked on the head of the bed welded by metal pipes of different thicknesses, making a hollow and pleasant sound, " Vice Captain Pingzi, please come out."

This time Pingzi popped half of his head from the other side of the bed, cautiously looked at the purple-haired beauty on the other side of the bed, and showed an exaggerated and flattering smile after the other party glanced at an unkind look: "That, aha, Long time no see, Captain Unohana and Ms. Kiryu. It's really nice to see you two, ahahaha..."

Hikishu Kiryu twitched his brows as if he wanted to say something, glanced at the fourth team controller next to him, and suddenly put on an expression of watching the crowd with no pressure from the sidelines.

"Vice-captain Hirako, long time no see." Captain Unohana took a step forward with a smile, and looked down at Hirako cautiously and slowly leaving the ranks of snails and turning into a slug. Not happy at all."

Because of the drooping angle of the face and the gradually deepening arc of the corners of the eyes and brows as he speaks softly, a large thick shadow is gradually spread on the corners of the eyes and lips. There was a certain dangerous breath that could make the teeth of an intuitive creature with a keen sense tremble and tremble: "Before you leave the comprehensive treatment clinic and take a rest in the fifth team, I have told you the precautions during the recovery period."

Pingzi took a step back indiscriminately, and nodded honestly: "That's right."

"Since that's the case, you should also remember that your body is strictly prohibited from any alcohol products?"

Swallow a mouthful of saliva, continue to nod honestly: "Yes."

"So from the current situation, it seems that you alone can't follow those precautions until you recover?"

"Yes..." Mako Hirako nodded reflexively after being forced by Captain Unokana's aggressive words and Reiatsu, and successfully pulled herself into the ditch, "Huh?"

"In this case, please ask Vice Captain Hirako to stay in the comprehensive treatment clinic for a while until the arrow wound on the shoulder is completely healed."

"Captain Unohana, Division [-]..." Hirako, who had clearly seen that her future destiny was the legendary fly locked in a glass bottle, stood up and argued.

"Haven't the affairs of the Fifth Division have always been taken care of by the late Suzuki Sanshi and Yuuki Fourth? You two captains and vice captains are once-in-a-thousand-year hands-off shopkeepers who are not doing their jobs properly." It blocked the last broad road to freedom in front of Mako Hirako.

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The comprehensive treatment clinic is a corridor far away from the ward where Pingzi was "detained".

The man with wine-red long hair and purple-gold eyes faded from his frivolous, flamboyant and ambiguous smile, and bowed slightly solemnly: "Thank you for the matter of Mako."

"Are you planning to keep it a secret from him until you come back from this world?" Hikifuki Kiryu folded his arms, and "I disagree" was written all over his beautiful face.

"I know Mako's character very well. If he knows the news of my going to this world...Although he has always hated me, he will definitely try his best to stop me." Hideaki Fukawa straightened his body, with a smile on his lips Because of the deep nostalgia, he is extra gentle, "He and Fang Fang are the same kind of people who look completely opposite but are surprisingly similar in their bones."

"So you love Wujiwu, and beat around the bush so that he doesn't worry?" Kiryu Hikifune shook his head, "Can't these awkward fellows of your [-]th team use a more understandable way of expression? You just keep him misunderstood like this?"

"This is the special feature of the Fifth Division, and I plan to make Makoto famous. Hikifune, the beauty..." Hideaki Fukawa chuckled, purple-gold eyeballs on Hikifune Kiryu's slender figure. Turning around, "If you continue to be so unbeautiful, be careful that one day your figure will be so out of shape that even our old acquaintances won't be able to recognize it."

"You guys are so annoying, I'm not as exaggerated as you said recently." Hikifune Kiryu's extremely shy tenderness stroked Fukawa Hideaki's cheek, except for a few strands of soft red hair on the sideburns behind him A penetrating palm print was left on the beam and pillar.

Hideaki Fukawa laughed loudly, waved his sleeves to the two beauties beside him, and gracefully turned over the wall of the fourth team without taking away a cloud.

"It's not quite right, that guy." Hikifune Kiryu withdrew his waving palm, looking at the white clouds floating above the wall in a daze, "Suddenly changed back to the same way as before, as if returning to the light."

"This may be the reason why he stopped Hirako-kun." Captain Unohana said calmly, but there was a little worry in his usual gentle tone, "But as he said, this is the fastest way so far. The way to end this war—before both sides get sucked into this quagmire called war."