[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Why, why are you forcing me like this?!"

"I'm just doing my job."

"You just have to pretend you don't know anything. As long as you keep silent and do nothing, I will never allow you to suffer any harm!"

"It's useless to talk, let's fight!"

"Don't be so willful, please don't be so willful! I don't want to kill you, please, I don't want to kill you with my own hands!!"

"The ability of my Zanpakuto, ask your insatiable heart, don't you really want it?!"

"...But, but I love you—"

The silvery light of the knife shines in the moonlit night, the moonlight flows and outlines the silhouettes of embracing each other, and the blood slowly drips drop by drop along the bright blade.

"Why...you can dodge it! You can dodge it!"

"Because... If the opponent is you, I will definitely die. Ha, there is one thing that I have never needed to confess to you, young master."

"Why don't you run away! You bastard, why don't you run away!"

"I love you……"

"what--"

"...I lied to you."

"I'm sorry for lying to you all the time, young master. I don't love you. I never loved you from the beginning to the end, even for a second."

"Ah - ah - ah - you die, you die to me!—"

The gushing blood spread out bloody arcs in the air along the trajectory of the Zanpakuto, and the man's lips behind the black hair evoked a gentle smile from the beginning to the end: "Ha..."

The lifeless body slowly fell on its back under the bleak moonlight, falling into a bloody embrace like a hell butterfly unable to shake its wings.

"No, you love me, you have always loved me. . . . you fool."

……

"I don't understand. What is it that I didn't do well enough? Captain Pingzi is always dissatisfied with me."

"No, no, Soyousuke, you've done a very good job, so good that I can't find any dissatisfaction."

"Then why do you..."

"Because I don't like you. Have you finished the report you were asked to write yesterday?"

"……finished."

"Bring it to me to have a look.... yo~~ Yousuke Yousuke's handwriting is still so beautiful. I'll go to the first team to meet the old man and come back to bring you boiled eggs for supper."

……

"Great eyes, it's been a hundred years. I seem to see your waking eyes."

……

"Yo, I thought it was some kind of weird thing, but it turned out to be a small one~~"

"You're the weird thing! You idiot!"

"Heh, uh, yah yah yah..."

……

"Nose, my nose! How many times did idiot Hiyyori say not to kick in the face! What if you disfigured your face?! Huh?——"

"Really, yesterday I went to Captain Fuchuan's place to drink and was drunk and was brought back by Mr. Zhongchuan. The whole night... I was tossing so hard that I fell asleep in the middle of the night..."

"Ah, ah, ah, why are you in my room, Yuuki Kurobu! And what is going on with your half-spoken words and the weird blush on your face?! Get me dressed again ! The important parts are exposed!"

After a while of dizziness, Mako Hirako felt his chest stagnate and his waist sink when his eyes froze again. The soft and smooth touch gently touched the corners of his slightly parted lips: "Hush—be quiet, Mako. Of course, if you want to do it for Wufan Those on the team who write for the Women's Association Journal provide writing inspiration, though let your throat go."

"... I understand, but can you get off me first? Canbu." Hirako Makoto said, looking up at Yuki Cangwu, who was riding on his waist, as he grabbed the fingertips on his lips.

"Why?" A certain person smiled innocently and innocently, putting one hand on the side of his head and looking at the thin male god of death with messy blond hair and a thin figure below him.

"You hit me! And don't you feel sick?"

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bang——

"Oh, oh, it seems that the fateful thing can't escape. Those guys have something to dig out again." The blond Grim Reaper, facing the human-shaped hole on the sliding door, is arranging the collar of the death tyrant Turning around from the corners of his eyes, he raised his voice and shouted, "Sato Nanase informed the service department to fix the door of my bedroom."

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"Ah, what a nice day." Hirako leaned back and squatted on the dripping eaves of the fifth team corridor in a posture that seemed to fall on the tiles behind him at any time, with his hands outstretched and resting naturally On the knees, lazily looking up at the world of corpses and souls, it seems that there is always a thousand hectares of blue sky, and occasionally there are one or two thin clouds passing by under the sky with the wind, casting the same shallow shadows. The jagged ridges pass by leisurely, but the dazzling golden hair can't be lingered. "If there is fragrant green tea and delicious snacks, it will be perfect."

As the voice fell, suddenly there was a wind in the back of his head. The moment Pingzi's keen Reiatsu perception caught a familiar and an unfamiliar Reiatsu, he also analyzed that it was roaring from behind his head. If he didn't stop it, he would forcefully land on the back of his head. The item I came to visit was not the Ghost Dao Bound Dao Zanpakuto, and of course it was not Vice-Captain Hiyori's seemingly inconspicuous daily necessities, which in his hand immediately turned into a top-notch weapon with at least a red alert. BLEACH Weapon Ranking The famous magic weapon on the list, the first NB board drag in history.

According to a captain-level Shinigami with strong spiritual pressure and quick reach, and a professional soldier combat expert who can't be more professional, the first reaction to a non-dangerous object rushing towards his head is to grab it with his hands.

The mysterious object that came from the sky showed its original shape in the palm. Hirako looked at the rectangular box with only two palms less than the thickness of one palm in his hand. The edge of the box: "Little princess, what did you throw here? The material of this box is quite strange, it is not wood or metal, but there are traces of fixed ghosts on the wall, which seems to be a very complicated space ghost... ...what did you pack in there?"

"Yo, Mako, your eyes are very poisonous." Zheng Taiyin, the little princess of the Sifengyuan family, remembered from the direction of the box, even if Hirako didn't have eyes on the back of his head, he could guess the black cat princess of the Sifengyuan family. It turned into a black kitten again and slipped out of Sifengin's house, "That guy Nakagawa Ichiro is very attentive to you."

"Ahhh—as expected of Vice Captain Pingzi, he can see through the working principle of this box at a glance." Another immature voice followed closely behind the black cat princess's speech. The casual tone of lying down is simply tailor-made to attract people's contempt.

Hirako pushed open the box in his hand, and a burst of sweet and seductive fragrance rushed to his face: "Oh, it's tea, but it doesn't smell like the handicraft of the chef of the Sifengyuan family, so is it the secret recipe of the Urahara family?"

The bright and energetic Reiatsu approached slowly in the perception, but not even the slightest sound of rubbing and colliding tiles could be heard.Due to the fact that the captain was assassinated during Yuan Zhibifang’s tenure, Hideaki Fukawa, who was the vice captain at the time, re-arranged the defense system of the fifth team at his own expense. The roof tiles are special products produced by Fuchuan Laboratory. Building materials, which can resonate with the spirit pressure of the god of death and give an early warning. If you want to move quietly on the roof of the fifth team like the boy behind you, the skill of concealing the breath alone has surpassed the ability to monitor, detect and assassinate Most of the members of the professional covert mobile unit.

"This is just a thank you. This research is really thanks to Vice Captain Pingzi for your great help." The boy stopped by the high dripping eaves, and Pingzi, who did not do anything except study the box in his hand, finally turned his head away. The eyes were undisguised and looked at the boy holding the black cat playfully.

It was a boy who was about eleven or twelve years old by human standards in appearance, and he could barely be called a boy. He had delicate facial features and a lovable shy smile. The long, light-colored hair and the strange and unkempt casual attire give people a sloppy and unclean feeling, which should be more pleasing, at least let those The little girls who were full of affection and motherly love rushed forward and shouted kawaii.

It's a nice looking little thing.Hirako opened the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile that he thought was gentle, kind and amiable, but actually evil and wicked. He leaned back and changed from a crouching posture to a more comfortable sitting posture: "Kisuke Urahara?"

"Ah, Hay." The boy rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, rolled his eyes, and replied with a silly smile, "Vice Captain Pingzi knows me."

"Little princess often mentions you in front of me, Xiaoxisuke. And don't use such awkward honorifics to address me, just call me Mako." Hirako's Kansai accent sounded a little impatient, and turned his body The tiles next to it crackled, "Come and sit."

"Thank you so much, Hirako..."

Pingzi tilted his head slightly, and hummed a low, displeased monotone from his nose: "Huh?"

"...Mako...Senior."

"Ah, I already said don't be so polite, you are really difficult to deal with." Pingzi waved his hand, as if he suddenly remembered something, and the oily Kansai accent sounded suspiciously, "Senior?"

"Kisuke Urahara, a first-year student in the first class of Shino Spiritual Academy, just entered this year, and barely passed the entrance exam. It's really thrilling."

"Idiot, a small entrance exam is flying by me at low altitude, and you still say it so carelessly!" Silver flashes rose out of nowhere, this is not the first time I have seen the corpse of a black kitten hidden deep in the soft meat pad Pingzi, another super killer in the soul world, shrank his neck reflexively, and when he turned around, he saw the young profiteer squatting on the eaves, covering his cheeks and trembling like a turtle, still slurring his speech, pathetic He justified in a low voice, "Ye Yisang, no matter how I am called outstanding in aptitude, I am still there at my age, and I have worked hard to get into No.3."

"You tell me! You are only No.3. You have completely embarrassed the Sifengyuan family and the Urahara family. Come and participate in the special training of the Sifengyuan family this holiday!"

"No, in that case there will be no time to experiment~~~"

"If you don't improve your strength, you will never touch those beakers, test tubes, Erlenmeyer flasks of yours for the rest of your life!"

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Pingzi looked expressionlessly at the next person and a cat playing the childhood sweetheart childhood sweetheart version Sanniang Godson, and finally the black cat princess once again showed her crooked and cold light, just looking at it makes people feel a little pain on the bridge of the nose Timely to save a future profiteer who calls for wind and rain, moves mountains and fills seas, turns hands for clouds and hands for rain, but now he is just an unlucky child who accidentally fell into the cat's claws: "Such a good tea does not go with top-notch It's a pity that the green tea is here, I have green tea brought back from Captain Fuzhu in my room, it's in the bedside cabinet..."

The squishy-looking juvenile profiteer finally revealed the cunning nature of the future profiteer after hearing the words, and jumped up and down the eaves vigorously: "I'll go!"

"Mako, you guys are really too indulgent to him." With a bang, smoke and dust were everywhere, and even though he had just stepped into the ranks of girls, the clear voice that had already revealed a unique momentum that ordinary people could not match slowly came from behind the billowing white mist, Pingzi Grinning his lips, in order to prevent the little princess of the Sifengyuan family from having a good time on the roof of the tallest building in the fifth division, he reluctantly contributed his death costume and threw it into the fog, "Xiaoxisuke is very powerful , although I can barely use some space ghosts, but I don't know how to fix them to objects at all."

"It's just that you are too lazy to learn this knowledge." In the thick fog that gradually dissipated, the little princess of the Sifengyuan family with healthy and beautiful chocolate-colored skin and a purple ponytail tied her hands on her hips, condescendingly looking down and almost looking up Mako Hirako lying on a tile and enjoying the sun.

Although Hirako Mako is ranked at the bottom of BLEACH's male death list in terms of height and figure, but with the career line on the chest of the little princess of the Sifengyuan family, Xiaohe is only showing sharp corners. The flat-chested and small-breasted loli figure with a delicate body and a soft body that is easy to push down is even more distant from the turbulent waves. Basically, it is no different from being wrapped in a blanket, so this akimbo immediately opens up the clothes and the door. , although the flat-chested lolita's Wangzai buns are indeed not a beautiful spring, and Hirako Mako is not a legendary pedophile, a wretched and strange sorghum who suffers from an incurable disease that has no cure or no cure, and it is unknown in this world The big blue BOSS floating in the corners, has a thick enough face but does not have the courage to be shameless, and can face Sifengyuan, who has already shown the chic and heroic female hooligan leader in the future, in broad daylight. Lori is shamelessly in heat.

Knowing that even if she spoke out to remind her, she would only be caught by the princess, who is sometimes too unrestrained for a girl, and the wind of snatching Bailei was indifferent. Pingzi could only touch the bridge of her nose and look away calmly, suddenly Stretching out his finger, he pointed to a large cart surrounded by heavily armed Reapers outside the wall of the Fifth Division's team building: "That... is the prison cart of the secret mobile unit, right? This kind of big scene is for the Quincy Division to escort the prisoners." Where are you going?"

Her Royal Highness the Sifengyuan family's princess, who was distracted, looked at it for a moment: "That direction seems to be the central room 46."

"Oh, the Quincy who shot and wounded Hideaki Fukagawa has been tormented by the Zero Division to the point of death. Can't Central Room 46 let him die more peacefully? Although he is an enemy, he can command our much weaker ones. Quincy has been in a stalemate for so long, and almost killed two captains, he is also a remarkable person."

"How do you know that Quincy is about to die?"

"I'm not carved out of wood. The spiritual pressure of that Quincy master is about to dissipate, like a candle in the wind that will go out at any moment."

"...Did you really feel the spiritual pressure of that Quincy master?"

"Of course, I don't need to tell such a lie."

"Ah, Mako-senpai's sense is really sharp." Kisuke Urahara, holding a teapot in his left hand and a tea tray in his right, ran up to the eaves, and rolled his jaw towards the prison car slowly driving into the depths of Jinglingting, "The secret mobile unit In addition to the ghost road barrier that can suppress and seal the prisoner's spiritual pressure, the prison car also has a ghost road that blocks spiritual power perception, which is designed to interfere with the robbers during the escort process and buy time for the gods of death to fight back."

"what?"

"Since deputy captain Pingzi can sense the spiritual pressure of the Quincy Division...it seems that the Tianci soldiers need to redesign the barrier of the prison car, Ye Yisan."

"Report to Deputy Captain Mako Hirako." The communications officer of the Liting team suddenly appeared behind the three of them, and his deep and powerful voice clearly conveyed the appointment from the first team, the highest authority of the thirteenth team of Goutei, "by the former fifth team The captain was recommended by the other five captains, and was approved by the other three captains. The former vice-captain of the fifth division, Mako Hirako, has been appointed as the captain of the fifth division from now on, and please go to the first team for the inauguration ceremony a week later."

"Oh, oh, it turned out to be jointly recommended by the captain. Senior Mako's popularity is really good."

"This Hideaki Fukawa is really quick. He just visited his mother yesterday, and he took care of all the captains today. But, all in all, congratulations, Captain Hirako."

As the protagonist of this promotion, Mako Hirako only felt dizzy and dizzy with black eyes. Although it was not that he did not guess the possible outcome after Hideaki Fukagawa left office, the appointment of the captain so quickly made Hirako really uncomfortable. I was caught off guard, and I was kicked out of the shelves without even having a buffer period as an acting captain. How can you make me feel so embarrassing for a death that has been freshly baked for less than five years.

"God, please forgive me." Pingzi pressed his aching forehead, and the tears in his heart flowed into a river, silently dripping blood for three seconds, mourning for the purse that was about to be forced to lose weight, "Old rules, I treat you today. But Well, in the next half a month, I will probably go around for food again."

Volume [-] Well, I can finally pull CP out for a yo