[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

However, perhaps this legendary mental state of worry is quite different from Hirako Mako's character template, so he hasn't stepped out of 30 meters yet.Aizen only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a black and yellow interlaced lightning flashed from under his eyelids.The next moment, the blond man in front of him, hunched over, standing, not standing, sitting, not sitting, of course walking, had already teleported under Mao's snow-white wall, and his golden ponytail streaked across the air in a dazzling stream of light .

"Idiot Hiyori, did Ms. Kiryu forget to lock the cage when she left the [-]th Division? How can you let a dangerous prehistoric creature like you run around in the Jingling Garden?" Hirako was covered by a straw shoe on his cheek Looking at the half shoe print that was rapidly heating and congesting, he climbed up while supporting the fence.

Although I didn't immediately realize what the dangerous prehistoric creature referred to, but judging from the cage, it was not a description that could be classified under the category of four lectures and five beauties of civilization.Two upturned braids with small freckles on their faces, and a canine tooth protruding from the corner of their lips. The number one violent loli, who dared to poke shoe prints on the face of any Lord Reaper in Jinglingting, immediately entered a hostile attack state. In front of Lan Ran For the first time, it shows the enthusiastic and unrestrained relationship between the captain of the fifth division and the vice-captain of the twelveth division who have watched and admired countless times in the days to come.

"You're the one running around in Manjing Lingting, right! Baldy Mako!"

Captain Pingzi, who had half straightened up just now, bent down again to look down at the violent LOLI jumping up and down in front of him, and grinned: "How many times have I said that I am not bald! How can my proud long hair look like a bald man?"

"I've said it many times too! My bald man is a bald man with an empty head and doesn't understand anything, not a bald man with no hair! The bald man!"

The blond-haired captain with a hunched back and half-shoe marks on his face shrugged and lowered his eyelids, and said softly: "Idiot Hiyyori."

The human figure that explodes at one point □□ jumps three feet high to save face: "Baldy Mako!"

"Stupid Hiyori."

"Baldy Mako."

"Idiot Hiyori!"

"Baldy, bald, bald, bald... Bald, Mako!" Huya girl, who had exhausted her last bit of lung capacity and almost fell into a state of dizziness and hypoxia, gritted her teeth and spit out the last syllable and began to pant heavily.

"Super idiot Hiyyori!" Kansai dialect spit out a short and concise phrase lightly, and the three white eyes slightly hanging out of the eye sockets turned out more white eyes that represented contempt.

"You..." Just a second before the clenched fist greeted Hirako Mako's smooth eye sockets again, a slender, graceful and passionate slap had already gone one step ahead to comfort the back of Hirako Mako's head, accompanied by a sweet sound The coquettish calling voice, "Mako~~~ I really noticed her and said~~~"

After a 360-degree clockwise turn and another 720-degree turn, Mako Hirako whirled like a whirlwind, and was slapped on the wall by the violent LOLI breeder as a wallflower.

The culprit who caused the accident didn't even look at the blond captain who was pasted in large letters on the ravine wall, and another extremely heroic slap was already stuck on the thin shoulder of his vice-captain: "Hyyori, so you are here! , I couldn't find you anywhere in the team building."

"Captain, what do you want from me?" The furious tyrannosaur, who was about to burst out with two or three small flames from its nose just now, instantly regained its virtuous and virtuous appearance, more obedient than a lamb that God grazes in the Red Sea.

"There are a batch of documents in the first room of the team that need to be sent to the first team for filing. That place is not just for the casual god of death to enter." The purple-haired beauty put her hands together in front of her chest, tilted her head and blinked, " So, please, Hiyori."

"You...you are here again...I'll go right away!" The embarrassed and violent LOLI blushed very cooperatively, turned his head away, and was about to overtake the little princess of Sifengyuan's family in a blink of an eye.

"Hey hey, don't pretend to be dead, Mako." Kiryu Hikifune, who dismissed his deputy team in a few words, looked at Hirako who was wriggling and trying to tear himself off the wall. His eyes turned and the shining eyes of Jianshui had already floated to Standing on one side, I don't know what kind of expression to respond to the weird CP just now, who was slapped with kisses and loved, "This is the new candidate you carefully selected, right?"

Looking at Mako Hirako's desperate movements struggling in the cracks between the wall and the bricks, Aizen, who guessed that she might not want to get clear instructions from the blond captain for a while, took three steps forward and smiled slightly: "Mao-ichi!" Good afternoon, Aizen Soyousuke, Class [-]th student, Captain Hikifune." The upright face under the black thick-framed glasses evoked a polite and elegant smile, and the green facial contour even revealed a clear and clear bookish atmosphere.

"Oh, oh, when I first met me, I had a blank expression on my face, but I didn't expect to recognize Ms. Kiryu at a glance." Mako Hirako swayed over with a face full of stars and stripes, "So Soyousuke, who looks like a gentleman, also has a good memory for beautiful women."

"Xiao Mako, are you jealous?" Hikifune Kiryu asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm jealous of Soyousuke. I haven't received such amiable attention when I met you for the first time." Mako Hirako patted Aizen's shoulder with triangular eyes, "Hey, this It’s my choice, it’s quite interesting to take it out.”

"It's pretty good. He looks like a very reliable young man who is down-to-earth and stable, and he just complements you." Kiryu Hikishu's slightly weird smile really drew Mako Hirako's non-hesitating voice, "It's my hearing that's wrong. Why? Why do I think you are not judging my vice-captain, but more like judging my wife?"

"Forgive me, Mako. To be your vice-captain, except that you don't need to warm the bed, it's almost like working as your wife part-time."

Pingzi, -dish-: "..."

"Recently, whether it's Mao or Goutei [-]th Division's strange rumors, you, the Women's Death Association, really have contributed a lot."

"What's the matter? Over the years, you have never stopped scandals with those male death gods with handsome looks and outstanding abilities. A few years ago, it was rumored that you changed your normal and bland taste and followed those depraved ones. The guy from the 12th squad went to be a child lover, and hooked up with the childhood sweetheart of the Sifengyuan family, didn’t he?” The captain of the 13th division slapped his palm with a bright expression, “I remember that after this incident, a strange guy told himself I wrote a short article in the conference journal, which aroused strong repercussions. I remember that there was a passage of "a childish 14-year-old boy brings me joy, but what arouses desire more is a 15-year-old boy." Boys, at the age of 16, are more delicate and beautiful flowers of love, compared with those at the age of 17, [-]-year-olds are the flowers pursued by the gods, and [-]-year-olds are not my turn at all, only Zeus can enjoy them .' It was quite interesting."

"It's really a great honor to be appreciated by you. I wrote three-quarters of that article." Hirako's Kansai dialect came out lightly, which not only shocked the jaw of Captain Hikko who was walking side by side, but also It successfully disrupted the pace of the future boss who followed.

"Nana Nanani? Isn't your pen name Tumbler? And I've seen three-quarters of the original manuscript, which is much more beautiful than your smooth lead font."

"Occasionally I want to write something that a tumbler is not good at writing. I will change my pen name, Ms. Kiryu." Hirako shrugged indifferently.

"But how can you make fun of your own reputation like this?" Hikishuki Kiryu finally showed the style of Yan's mother, and looked at Mako Hirako with a face full of sloppy expressions.

Hirako Mako stuck out a finger and shook it in front of the tip of her nose, raised the corners of her upturned mouth and lined up slightly, revealing her neat and excessively white teeth, followed by the ensuing speech: "Ha, reputation is in the In the eyes of a guy from Ruukon Street, I have no use for anything. It can neither fill my stomach nor prevent me from being humiliated. Since it is useless, it doesn’t matter whether it is discarded or stained. Yes. Wouldn’t it be more valuable to throw it out to make everyone laugh?”

"But you are the captain of the fifth team, you do this..."

"The reputation of the thirteenth division of Goutei, right? The old man just can't think about it." Hirako scratched the ponytail mushroom head in a bunch in distress, "If you really want to improve the reputation of the thirteenth division, let those The high-spirited aristocratic boy restrained his arrogance when he was acting in Liuhun Street."

Apparently, Hikicune Kiryu was dumbfounded by Hikicune's sharply pointed proposal. Hikiko took the opportunity to take two quick steps and turned around, facing each other with Hikichu Kiryu's eyes and walking backwards with his hands in his hands: "As a superior person, you can't show yourself too much." Perfect. A beautiful person makes people want to be close, but a perfect person is only suitable to be enshrined on the altar as a god to worship. Being admired and alienated by others, being desired by others and being rejected by others, and being worshiped by others Worship is also respected at the same time. However, people are still people, even the most perfect people are still people. The endless loneliness and loneliness will only drive a person into the same endless madness."

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Clear and loud applause sounded in the back of his head, each vibration of the air was clearly separated by a longer pause.

"It's been a long time since I heard you, Mako, arguing with others about these things in such a serious manner." The man who spoke had dark black hair hanging down his armpits and moist and clear pupils like black jade. The scattered hair on the sideburns hides the softness into a slightly indifferent quietness and gentleness, like a piece of clear and flawless cold jade, under the warm touch of the fingertips, there is an endless coolness and coolness hidden.

Hirako Mako put down her hands clasped on the back of her neck, turned around and faced the almost negligible smile lines on the lips of her three seats, raised her hand to support her aching forehead, and complained in her heart that she was so elegant and elegant back then, You need to have a figure, a figure, a temperament, and a top-class attribute. How did you grow into such a sinister, ruthless, black-bellied, and hidden ghostly aura in just three to fifty years? You really took the time Slaughtering pig knife, Yuki Kurobu, you, a small sapling that thrived in the Maou Spiritual Art Institute, has finally lived up to expectations and grown into a tree with a crooked neck. While grinning with a mouthful of white whale teeth, he said with a strange smile: "I thought you were leading the group of little guys to support the world. Zangwu."

"Not every virtual hunting is as lucky as you were back then, and Killian came out to make trouble." Yuuki Zangwu smiled slightly, and the ice melted and the snow melted and the spring blossomed, as if he had returned to the person standing under the dripping eaves when we first met A handsome young man looking around in a daze.

"Don't mention it, my waist that was pressed by you started to hurt again." Mako Hirako waved his hand nonchalantly, picked out a thumb over his shoulder and pointed at the head of the future boss wearing glasses behind him, "This one is the gossip hero this time~~ Kurobu, what interesting things have you heard along the way? How many versions have the rumors about me and Yousuke evolved into?"

"Your taste has suddenly become lighter. I thought it would be a more gorgeous type." Yuuki Zangwu squinted his narrow eyes and looked at the brown-haired and brown-eyed Mao student in front of him, and the tails of his eyes were raised. Suddenly, a three-pointed sensuality emerged from the mottled gaps, "I have indeed heard a lot of interesting things, and the rumors have various versions. Why don't you go to an izakaya, let's sit down and chat slowly."

"But today's team affairs?" Pingzi seemed to have suddenly realized his responsibilities and obligations as the captain, and even for the first time, he cared about the affairs of the team that was flourishing without him as the captain.

"Everything is up to me, Mako, is there anything to worry about?" Yuuki Zangwu took Hirako's arm, tilted his head with a smile, and turned his head to say goodbye with his usual gentleness and softness, "Captain Hikko, Sayanara."

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Hikifune Kiryu frowned and watched Hirako's golden ponytail disappear into the corner of the corridor, and sighed softly: "Over the years, Yuki Kurobu has become too powerful, which is not a good thing for Mako. Aizen-kun, right?"

"I'm here." Lan Ran lowered her head, slightly messy bangs covering her light-colored pupils.

"Originally, Hirako brought you out today to let you get acquainted with the operations of the team and the responsibilities of the vice-captain. Of course, considering Mako's personality, I'm afraid you will have to do many things that originally belonged to the captain." Hikshu Kiryu rushed The young man behind nodded, "Come with me."