[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The relationship between Aizen Soyousuke and Hirako Mako is equivalent to that of Hara-knowing Fang and Hideaki Fukagawa. It is an existence that breaks the conventions, and the so-called conventions are equivalent to the existence of fate. Changing the destiny will not avoid the fate of our lives. Sadly, it just keeps getting worse.

And such a person or thing, we usually call it a robbery.

The fact that Hirako Mako met Aizen Soyousuke was essentially doomed.

The student days are a youthful age that feels long and boundless in it, but suddenly looks back and feels like it has passed by in a flash.And our classmate Pingzi, with his back on his back, was fascinated by thousands of troops, turned his head to frighten off the princes from all walks of life, with a ponytail pot cover and mushroom head, walking gracefully and ecstasy in Zhenyang. Another sunny day with cherry blossoms and colorful romance. In spring, she spared no effort to act as a frightening back killer.

There are still rumors and gossip around her, and gossip lace surrounds her body.And Mako Hirako, whose vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang, has endured the constant harassment by Hideaki Fukawa because of the loneliness in the boudoir, and the test of the romantic news about the boiling anti-Yingtian, and after training the nerves of steel, he can already be in high spirits. Listening to all kinds of gossip about himself collected by Yuki Zangbu, while chewing oden or takoyaki with relish, as an official spokesperson, he praised the great imagination of the masses.I have to say, maybe it was this kind of weird hobby of using my own rumors as a material that I developed in my school days, which created the grand occasion of JQ in the world later, and also created the paparazzi of the fifth team from top to bottom. The fan team tradition of being proud of public opinion.

"Speaking of which, in a few days, it will be the Kuchiki family's cherry blossom viewing party." After telling the 360th and eighth version of the story that Hirako Mako and Sukawa Hideaki had to tell, Yuuki Shabu suddenly didn't match the preamble. A sentence popped up.

"That's your nobleman's business." Hirako Mako swallowed the peony cake in her mouth, rolled her eyes as the only commoner in dormitory 419, took the tea handed by Yuuki Zangwu and poured it into her mouth, " Choking me to death."

On the side, Fengqiao Loujuro raised his forever drooping eyebrows, and glanced at the silent Yuki Kurobu: "Mako, the cherry blossoms of the Kuchiki family are second to none in Jinglingting, but it's a pity that the Fengqiao family is just a small low-level nobleman." I am not qualified to attend that kind of party, otherwise I would never miss such a gorgeous cherry blossom."

Hearing this, Mako Hirako was slightly startled, and grinned with an exaggerated signature smile: "Then let Zangwu take you there, ah, I'm full... I'll go to the library to sleep first , Remember to wake me up before ghost class starts~~~"

Yuuki Zangwu frowned: "But Mako, the history class is coming soon..."

"Ah, ah, ah," Pingzi waved his hand back impatiently, "Instead of falling asleep in the old man's class and being picked up by him to answer questions about the names of the eight sages No. 46 in Room 30 of the First Generation Central , What contribution does the first judge have or something that will make me have nightmares, the top student in the grade, Zangwu-kun, please show mercy and let me sleep peacefully!"

After the words fell, Shunpo was launched, and disappeared into the crimson Luoying sky.

Yuuki Zangwu stared blankly at Hirako's disappearance, and sighed softly after a long silence: "Mako's Shunpo has improved again, if it weren't for his history always failing, the first grade in my grade would have been his. "

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However, today Lingwang seems to be suffering from insomnia suddenly, and he can't see others cheating on Zhou Gong. To Pingzi's uncontrollable anger rising figure is holding a copy of "The Transformation and Application of Advanced Ghost Dao" unconsciously occupying the dove's nest!

Dressed in the uniform of Mao's lecturer, the bright and smooth short black hair reflects the faint light in the sun, the sapphire blue eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses are deep, quiet, quiet and gentle like the sea, and the gentle and elegant temperament is like a strand of sandalwood lingering around the nose. The moment when the pages of the book are turned and the light and shadow are disturbed, there is an unprovoked elegance, despair and evil.

Even if he turns into a gray, Hirako Mako can still recognize the gentlemanly scum in the clothes and clothes of a gentleman in front of him!Hirako Mako rushed forward, pointed at the tip of the man's nose and said, gnashing her teeth, "Naka ​​Chuan Ichiro!"

Compared with the enchanting and charming Sukawa Hideaki, who is a life-threatening person, Nakagawa Ichiro is an existence that Mako Hirako is more reluctant to interact with.With a gentle and sweet smile, meticulous soft black hair, and bottomless blue eyes, behind the reflection of the slender black-rimmed glasses, he calmly evaluates all this, and then he doesn't know when it will become his bargaining chip and be thrown on it. The gambling table tumbling helplessly.All in all, absolutely eat people without spitting out bones!

If it weren't for Ichiro Nakagawa's ability to play in the ghost way, which is comparable to that of the big ghost Dao Changbai, he is also not a vegetarian, and if it wasn't for Hirako Makoto who was not sure how to catch him without attracting the attention of the people around him, he would have rushed to grab him by now The collar of the neat clothes shook desperately.But the ideal is always very plump to set off the light and slender skinny feeling of reality. Mako Hirako can only restrain the beautiful imagination of rushing forward to add a pair of black glasses to the other party. With one leg on his knee, he swayed unwillingly: "Are you going to deprive me of my nap time now? Mr. Zhongchuan."

"I remember you have class this afternoon." Pushing his glasses that had slipped down on the bridge of his nose, Nakagawa Ichiro raised a deceptively gentle and elegant signature smile, and slowly closed the heavy book in his hand. There was an overwhelming scream from the female students who were in the hormonal stage, and of course... maybe there were also boys.

Hirako Makoto bared her excessively neat whale teeth, narrowed her slender gray eyes, the corners of which drooped, and her tone rose, with obvious impatience in Kansai accent: "I hate old man Mikami."

Nakagawa Ichiro stared at Hirako Mako quietly through the lens with his pupils showing a strange and cold ice blue color, until he saw that Hirako Mako began to obviously lose his mind, and then he opened his mouth to recall Hirako who had deserted under his nose. Shenzhi: "I don't want to accuse you, although I do have this responsibility and power as the nanny of you group of brain-wrenching little bastards." Gentle and polite spit out a rude curse in comparison, Hirako Makoto It's very embarrassing to feel that his disgust towards the gentle scum has escalated again.Your Majesty Ling Wang, how could there be such a creature?Can even scold people so calmly and gracefully?

"I came to you this time to tell you that you don't have to go to class this afternoon, and I have approved you for leave."

Hirako Mako jumped down from the table with a groan, her voice was shrill and terrified, if it wasn't for the fact that this place is really remote and uninhabited, suitable for Chunmian, it would have immediately attracted the collective onlookers of the three floors inside and outside.

"This semester has only started for a month, and you have already granted me sick leave, personal leave, holiday leave, and then took me to the fifth team to find that bastard Fuchuan Hideaki to toss me together! I remember that I have used up all kinds of vacation this semester , if I ask you to go down and study again, I will have to repeat the grade!" Pingzi lowered his voice and growled extremely fast, and looked suspiciously at the head teacher in front of him who had "conspiracy" written on his forehead, swallowed After spitting, he asked cautiously, "What fake did you approve for me this time?"

The noble and elegant nobleman next to him parted his thin lips lightly, and his words were like ice crystals: "Maternity leave."

"Okay, ok, ok..." Pingzi's brain turned into a jammed repeater in an instant, and the endless loop of Kansai dialect was particularly joyful.After a long while, Pingzi firmly stretched out two slender, slender and extremely beautiful middle fingers, and grinned from the corner of his mouth to his back molars: "Your sister is on maternity leave, and your whole family is on maternity leave!"