[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Yuuki Zangwu stared blankly at the blond boy who was caught in his own thoughts, restrained the exaggerated expression that hangs on his face all the time, baring his teeth and grinning in strange shapes, his light gray eyes were half covered by his lowered eyelids, and his thin lips Unconsciously stretched out in a straight line, calm and silent like a still life painting depicting inorganic objects reflecting cold luster under the sun, but it also reveals a thick and suffocating terrifying pressure, as if an invisible bird The second before the ferocious beast was about to wake up from the boundless and endless slumber, even the air froze, indicating a dangerous and deadly ominous.

The Hirako Mako in front of me is completely unfamiliar with Yuuki Canbu. In Yuuki Canwu's consciousness, Hirako Mako should be a colorful man with a bright and dazzling look that can be described as willful, unscrupulous or even arrogant. Colors can easily capture everyone's attention.But Mako Hirako in front of him is almost dead silent, almost indifferent in silence, even if the standing angle cannot capture the light flowing deep in the light-colored pupils behind the drooping eyelids, Yuki Cangwu can easily imagine that In the depths of the deep and winding corridor, the ruthlessness gradually awakened in the boundless darkness.Such eyes... He has seen too many such eyes, so many that he is unwilling to meet the owner of such eyes anywhere.

"Zangwu, your complexion is not quite right." The blond boy on the hospital bed raised his head, and the excessively golden bangs that were as neat as his teeth spread out a gorgeous light and shadow on the cold light gray, covering up the swaying movement just right. The coldness that gradually collapsed, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Subconsciously denied, the corners of Yuki Zangwu's lips twitched subconsciously before realizing that he had lost the chance to step down, and could only cough twice with his eyes wandering, "I just suddenly thought of that Mie Quest...he is currently being imprisoned in the prison of the Fifth Division, and he is not a very powerful character in terms of spiritual pressure, but that weird arrow..."

"It's true." Hirako's Kansai accent calmly interrupted Yuuki Zabu's words that sounded confusing.

"Void?"

"I don't know why the Quincy Master, who hates the existence of Xu more than the god of death, would use Xu's power." Hirako raised a slender finger and gently stroked the still unhealed wound on the shoulder blade, "But, That is indeed the power of Xu. I will never admit to that kind of greedy, chaotic, brutal and cold Reiatsu."

"You mean that the Quincy attached the power of Xu to the arrows and created arrows that could make the wounds impossible to heal? Why didn't you tell Captain Unokana?" Yuki Zabu immediately forgot the previous second Frightened and flustered, he asked with a frown.

"The royal spies of the Zero Division are indeed infuriating, but there is no doubt that their ability is as good as the ability to inflame people." Hirako twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally revealed a familiar follower Yuki Zangwu. With a lazy and lazy smile, the upper and lower rows of neat molars glisten in the corners of the grinning mouth, "If that's the case, why should I join in this kind of excitement that will involve me~~"

Yuuki Zangwu was slightly stunned, and finally remembered that Mako Hirako was the only Shinigami who was shot by this strange arrow but could heal on his own, regardless of his unique physique that could resist the erosion of Hollow Reiatsu The innate attributes from the ancient and noble powerful bloodline are still the acquired abilities that were acquired by accident in Liuhun Street. Mako Hirako is likely to become the next little white mouse locked in a glass enclosure and surrounded by a group of white coats. What's more...

As if grasping a fleeting flash of inspiration, Yuuki Zangwu's handsome and handsome face slowly raised a gentle smile: "Then you plan to go to the fifth team's prison to meet that Mie Que Master, or stay in the comprehensive treatment clinic and wait for Hideaki Fukawa to wake up and talk to him?"

"I still don't know how Hideaki Sukawa's injury is." Hirako Mako didn't seem to have any interest in that strange Quincy, so she chose one of the two options and jumped to the latter option.

"He was hit by two arrows, and one arrow passed through the main artery on his thigh. Fortunately, otherwise, he would not have passed through the portal alive just because of the damage to the artery and the massive blood loss. As for the other arrow, it was shot directly. If his knot is broken, even if the Reiatsu can be healed, it will decline greatly, and it is impossible to be qualified for the captain's position."

"Sure enough, there is a problem with the lock." Hirako smiled slightly, revealing a row of white whale teeth, "Did Fukawa Hideaki use the swastika?"

"used."

"The arrow that hit his knot was a sneak attack from behind?"

"?!" Yuuki Zangwu slightly opened his eyes, and admitted after a moment of pondering, "That's right..."

"Do you know why I strictly forbid you to use the Zanpakuto to monitor Hideaki Fukawa? Cangwu." The vice-captain of the fifth team obviously did not have the spirit of teaching and answering questions to his classmates and friends, but asked questions on his own There was an irrelevant problem.

Mentioning this ban that has entangled Yuuki Zangwu until now, there was a surge of grief and indignation at the fact that Mako Hirako was so shameless that he used his immediate superior status to strictly prohibit him from using Zanpakuto against Hideaki Fukagawa, and finally endured He couldn't help responding with a thorn in his words: "You finally remembered to explain to me why?"

"The Zanpakuto of Hideaki Fukawa, like your Zanpakuto, is a very rare type of Zanpakuto. Hideaki Fukawa's Zanpakuto Thousand Eyes can detect the ability of all spirits within the range of spiritual pressure, From the moment he saw you, he already knew the power of your Zanpakuto. And the swastika can nullify all the special abilities that lock the spirit body within the envelope of spiritual pressure."

"What? Isn't Hideaki Fukagawa the king of duels?" Takeshi Yuuki was dumbfounded, expressing his deep admiration for Alexander, who was a weak captain of the clerical team with such a BT ability.

"It is indeed a very terrifying ability, but it is also very flawed." Hirako Mako raised a finger and shook the corner of his eye, "The premise of this ability is to lock the opponent's spiritual pressure, that is to say, if the opponent's spiritual pressure The ability to get rid of the locked swastika due to sudden strong changes or sudden disappearance of pressure ripples will be invalid. If you can seize this momentary gap to launch an attack, Hideaki Sukawa will be powerless to fight back!"

"I guess Quincy escaped from this lock by suddenly changing the Reiatsu, and then attacked Hideaki Fukawa from behind. Since you also participated in this lure and suppression operation, you must rely on Zanpakuto's ability to deal with that Mietsu Quincy monitored it. At that moment, did Quincy's Reiatsu...become like Hollow?"

This time, Kurobu Yuki didn't respond, but the sudden constriction of pupils and the slight trembling of the corners of his lips confirmed Hirako's speculation without a doubt.People often say that the unknown is scary, but they often forget that knowing everything is far more frightening and hopeless than knowing nothing.The young man in front of him was trapped in the comprehensive treatment clinic of the Fourth Division. The so-called self-cultivation treatment was actually under house arrest. All sources of external information were cut off, but he guessed almost all the causes and consequences of the battle like a prophet.Is it because he has established a ubiquitous intelligence system without everyone being aware of it, or...just relying on a little bit of clues to see through the leopard can he detect the truth of all facts without omission?

"Why... Mako, why did you tell me this?" Yuuki Zangwu swallowed hard, but only felt that his throat became more dry, and asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice, his tone was weak and almost whispered, "Why? suddenly……"

The blond Grim Reaper relaxed his constricted muscles and slowly plunged himself into the messy bedding. His Kansai accent drew a cold and mysterious trajectory in the air with an unprecedented low and indifferent voice: "I am not the kind of person you desire, Cangwu. Nobles always hide a lot of secrets in their hearts, the older the nobles, the more ulterior secrets they have, the way you looked at me just now... that is a secret that no one can know, isn't it?"

"Will you force me to tell the secret?" Yuuki Zangwu smiled with trembling corners of his mouth, stretched out his cold fingertips to slowly stroke Hirako's temple hair, and slowly stroked down the hair on his chest, "Would you Do that?"

"No." Hirako lay on the bed, did not avoid Yuuki Kurobu's fingers, but did not raise his head to respond to Yuuki Kurobu's sudden hot eyes, "I don't want to hurt you, Kurobu."

"Mako, do you know that you are always soft-hearted?"

"I want to say that my mother-in-law and mother are indecisive, so there is no need to beat around the bush."

"No, no, no, you don't have to be indecisive at all, but you will always retreat and compromise in some strange places, so it's easy to use." Yuki Zangwu's lips raised a softer and deeper arc, "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to take advantage of this weakness of yours, Mako."

"You are really despicable and shameless." Pingzi sighed, shrugging his shoulders indifferently, "I hope you will never regret today's decision, Cangwu."—I hope you will never have to experience my cruelty And ruthless, Tibetan.