[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Four seats, five seats, seven seats, nine seats, ten seats, thirteen seats..." Flipping through the death list of the Fifth Division a little later than the palm of his hand, Mako Hirako raised his eyelids and took the image in his pupils from The elegant and neat black and white characters are switched to the gentle and elegant face of the former fourth seat and the current third seat of the fifth team sitting behind the chief office, no matter when, where and from any angle, it looks more and more like the mentor of the Zhenyang Ling Academy. , suddenly had an urge to smash his head into the brush washer in front of him, "You almost wiped out Hideaki Fukagawa's cronies in the fifth team, Kurobu."

"Heh." Picking up the celadon teacup that was still rising with mist, Yuuki Zangwu's delicate and handsome face raised a subtle smile, and lowered his eyelids, "I told you, Mako. I will help you ,play hard."

"I've already experienced your determination, Hirako." Makoto Hirako unfolded the list in his hand on the table, his five fingers spread out and his palm was suspended above the paper, and his center of gravity slowly leaned forward, and his neat golden bangs followed the direction of gravity. Devouring the light gray pupils, "But it's too exaggerated to do this."

"Are you suspecting that I have other plans?" Yuuki Zangwu put down the teacup on his lips, showing a smile that was hidden in the blue and white shadow.

"No, quite the opposite. If everything was as you said, I would feel a lot easier, but if not..."

"if not?"

"Ah, if not..." The Kansai accent suddenly sank without warning, the long and narrow gray eyes narrowed dangerously, and the dazzling silver light brushed Yuuki Kurobu's earlobe and flew away, with a clear voice The dragon's chant turned into a sharp long knife that was nailed deep into the back and trembled endlessly. The coldness of the anvil's bone cutting and the cold and sharp murderous intent spread from the skin that had been robbed of all temperature to the limbs and bones, and the invasion was like fire. Occupying every inch of Yuki Zabu's body, "I will kill you, one day."

The clear pupils still swayed with clear waves, and the gentle and beautiful man slowly raised his hair and let out a chuckle like a sigh gushing from the depths of his throat: "I am so happy, everything I have done, Mako, you are not indifferent~~~"

The slender fingers raised slightly, and the Ni Fu nailed to the snow-white wall let out a clear moan, and turned back to the scabbard at the master's waist.Hirako Mako stood up lazily shaking her body, walked to the window hunched over, and suddenly pushed open the half-closed wooden window in front of her: "Hello, beautiful Miss Lisa."

Behind him, Yuuki Zangbu, who did not know when Shunbu came to the window, also bent slightly, leaned out half of his body, and met the female Shinigami who was kneeling and half kneeling under the window lattice, wearing thin silver-rimmed glasses, looking at each other leisurely. Watching, watching affectionately.

The bangs raised by fingers cast unpredictable mottled shadows on the deep black eyes, and the gentle and steady Wufan Sanshi said with a usual gentle smile on his lips: "Secrets for information exchange, please, Vice Captain Yasumaru." Come with me."

"You two really deserve to be a bloody and gloomy duo that has been passed on by word of mouth." The upright peeping girl with four eyes outside the window pushed the two eyes on the bridge of her nose and complained expressionlessly, "I It was entrusted by Captain Fuchuan. He wants you to go to the Fourth Division to meet him now, Vice Captain Hirako."

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Squad [-], Comprehensive Treatment Clinic, Special Care Outdoor Corridor.

"Where does the captain want me to meet him? Mr. Nakagawa?" The Kansai dialect came from outside the sliding door that was slowly opened. Ichiro Nakagawa, who was checking his luggage in the room, stopped what he was doing and waved back, "Yes Mako, please come in. We will talk about the wise matter later."

"Oh, the captain is still self-willed and insists on me. If you mess things up, you can slap your butt and get out of the way, leaving a mess and a headache for us." Pingzi stooped halfway through the door With his head, looking at the room where the dragon turned over like a typhoon, as if he had suffered hail, tsunami and mudslides, he came out of the special care room where the floor was still in place and everything else was basically moved. He smacked his lips and exclaimed, "Yeah, it's really amazing destructive power."

"You and Yingming are just like each other. Are you qualified to say that about others?" Nakagawa Ichiro raised his foot to lift up the scrambled chair next to his leg, knocked his heel on the chair leg, and the wooden armchair turned around. Sliding in front of Pingzi, "Sit there first, and let's go together after I finish the things in front of me."

Pingzi leaned back on the chair, folded his hands on the backrest naturally, stretched his neck to look at the mess in front of him, the water glass flew to the window sill to serve as a vase, the clogs were embedded on the wall to pretend to be wallflowers, and the hospital bed was directly covered It flew into the corner of the wall, and what is even more exaggerated is that there are seven watermelon knives nailed from top to bottom in the arrangement of the Big Dipper on the bed... Is this the famous logical judgment that cannot be judged "you are dead"?

"Am I at the scene of the assassination?"

"It's nothing, no one in the secret mobile unit can accompany Yingming to make the room look like this except for the surname Sifengyuan." Nakagawa Ichiro shrugged without any pressure, and added with a natural expression, "It's just that Yingming and I had a fight."

"Oh, oh...poof——" Pingzi nodded habitually in agreement with someone's speech, and when he heard a certain Yun Danfeng's lightly understated friendship comment, he became dull for a full three seconds before entering the petrified state, and then pawed Grabbing the cracked gray-white stone skin on his forehead, his face twitched with a messy expression of thunderbolts and thunderbolts from the blue sky, and said, "Nana Nanani?!"

"It's just the violent suppression chosen by the disagreement." Nakagawa Ichiro pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took out a stack of blank Jinglingting Tongdui brushes from his arms, and filled in a number, turning the tip of the pen upside down and flowing poked on the snow-white wall, and immediately there was another spider web on the ravine wall that was originally decorated with various non-mainstream wallflowers, "Let's go."

"Hello, Ichiro Nakagawa." Hirako, who turned upside down from the chair, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the sleeve that Ichiro Nakagawa passed by, and grinned at the latter's slightly puzzled eyes, revealing a row of neat whale teeth. =皮= "What is the relationship between you and Hideaki Fukawa?"

"It's not easy to say, you can't disobey his orders, but also..." Ichiro Nakagawa raised his other hand that was not held by Hirako, tapped his chin with his slender index finger, and raised his eyebrows with a sudden realization and smiled, " Ah, yes. The Nakagawa family is the sword of the Fuchuan family, and I am the sharp but dangerous sword in Yingming's hands."

A sharp but dangerous sword?Yes, sharp swords are indeed dangerous, because it is easy to cut the enemy's throat, and once the blade is reversed, it can also easily pierce the heart of the sword holder.