[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Walking within three steps of Yuuki Zangwu, the unreliable captain casually grabbed the hot teapot in the hands of the three seats, poured it into the porcelain white teacup that was ready to serve at the side, bent down and took a light sip of the tea for comfort Slightly squinted his eyes: "Remember to tidy up the room before leaving, Cangwu."

Thanks to the sad instinct of being a bully and a horse for his boss for many years, Yuki Zangwu blurted out reflexively before trying to use words to retain the arbitrary captain again-"Okay." Of course, the result can only be seen Seeing the immediate boss, who never knew what the door was for, he pushed open the window, walked out through the window, and at the end he waved his sleeves smartly, not taking half of the cloud with him.

The gloomy luster flowing in the depths of the deep black eyes returned to the silent darkness after a long period of daze, and the corners of Yuuki Zabu's tight lips finally revealed a rock-like, irreversible silence.

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"Please look at areas C, D, and F of these two maps." The clear and sharp voice walked through the warm and humid air with the rustling sound of paper rubbing against each other.

The slender and white fingertips scratched the high-quality paper in an ambiguous gesture, and the soft and lingering voice in the more delicate voice rendered the whole room into a lazy and blurry, with a bloody glamour: "Go straight to the point Come on, Ichiro. You know I'll never understand the jumble of lines."

"I see, master." Nakagawa Ichiro bowed his head slightly respectfully and politely, his back was slightly straightened while kneeling on the tatami mat, his half-raised eyes reflected the long-lost leisurely figure of the man opposite him, which matched his memory. Than, thinner and paler but also more charming and decadent, like blood-colored poppies quietly blooming from decaying skulls in the depths of the dark night, brewing after drinking death and decay into a deadly toxin that one wants to reject but cannot resist .

"What's the matter with you? Ichiro." Sensing the rare abnormality of the capable subordinate who can never be guessed, Fukagawa Hideaki Zijin's pupils flashed an obscure flash, as if casually breaking the abnormal silence.

Ichiro Nakagawa smiled slightly, and took the question from Hideaki Fukawa naturally and smoothly, without blinking his eyes: "I remembered an old friend. Do you still remember the man who called himself Unohanaru?"

"That man who exudes an unpleasant aura all over his body just like you." As if recalling some unpleasant scene, Hideaki Sukawa's slender brows trembled nervously, and he ended decisively This unpleasant topic, "You have something more important to tell me than boring memories, Ichiro."

"I'm sorry." Ichiro Nakagawa's icy blue eyes half-covered under the messy bangs bent into an insincere shape, folded the two atlases and placed them side by side, "After comparison, the overlap of the three areas The rate is above 90.00% five."

The lazily lying half-lying man on the opposite side of the table straightened up suddenly, and the fragmented purple-gold pupils split by the flying wine-red hair flashed the unique cold luster of metal: "Nakagawa Ichiro, this is the end of such a clumsy lie. Right. These three areas are indeed important areas for mastering the development of the Zanpakuto's ability, and the Zanpakuto on the other side is indeed a rare space-type Zanpakuto. But even fathers and sons with direct blood relationship in these three areas The similarity is only 60.00% to 90.00%, and it is absolutely impossible to reach [-]%[-]. Do you want to say that Mako is actually Yuan Zhibi?!"

"I know as well as you that Mako Hirako and Hara Chibikata are two independent individuals, but it was impossible..." Ichiro Nakagawa suddenly stopped talking, his eyes turned half-open following Hideaki Sukawa's slender back casement.

Standing in front of the window with arms folded, the red-haired man Zijin's pupils were radiant, and he looked at a black head on the towering wall with a half-smile and said: "Long time no see, Xiao Zhenzi....Although there is no blond hair So dazzling, but black unexpectedly suits you too."

Showing weakness to this feminine and weird man in front of me, oh, no, it should be said that Mako Hirako’s life dictionary, which is full of ubiquitous typos and ignorant, does not have the word showing weakness.Therefore, the owner of the garden noticed Xiaohe's sharp corner climbing action just now from the fence, and after the sneak peeping was exposed on the spot, Mako Hirako quietly raised a pair of middle points in his heart to point to the pair of Hideaki Sukawa and Ichiro Nakagawa. After the colluding master and servant questioned the lofty respect, relying on the tried-and-tested thick-skinned MISS that still tops the list of the top ten unsolved mysteries of Jinglingting, the hidden spiritual attack hidden in Hideaki Sukawa's words, Climbing up the wall with one hand, the two slender legs dangling under the gray tiles, shaking off a crow-colored horse with a dim blue light in the wind, fully demonstrated with practical actions—— Using Rejoice to be so confident, San Yipan showed a mouthful of shining big white teeth: "I also think it suits me quite well."

"Can you put the entanglement between the two of you aside for now?..." Nakagawa Ichiro protruded a beautifully lined chin from the shadows that the sun can't reach, and the beautifully shaped thin lips unfolded at the ambiguous junction of light and shadow. "Master Yingming, you have lost this bet."

Bet?What bet?The intuition system is as developed as 45 ducks, and it can be directly used to develop the sixth sense of Ye Lai's consciousness. After a sudden uncomfortable shudder on the back, Pingzi quickly realized that he might be unknowingly reduced to This is the conclusion of a nondescript master-servant gambling props and chips. The external manifestation is that the corners of the mouth are raised at [-] degrees and turned down to a standard [-] degrees, still revealing two big shiny dies. Spreading out a slender and graceful palm at Nakagawa Ichiro: "How much money did you two bet? Anyone who sees it will have a share~~Ichiro~~~~~"

"Hahaha..." Let out a series of hearty laughter, Hideaki Fukawa wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of his eyes "extreme joy begets sorrow", "No matter how many years have passed, Xiao Mako's reaction is still so funny that you can't stop it. Xiao Mako Don't you want to know the content of the bet?"

Although I really want to instinctively answer "Isn't it my perfect body that makes people want to stop?" I lost my morals, but considering that the man opposite is an unfathomable creature with unfathomable sex shame like a black hole in the universe. This kind of colored joke will only be stripped off the loincloth called integrity by the naked|runners and danced pole dance together. Pingzi touched the tip of his nose wisely to suppress the instinctive impulse, and then picked his ears impatiently: " Anyway, it's just some time-wasting nonsense, I'm more interested in the benefits that can be obtained."

"This is a bit troublesome." Nakagawa Ichiro said slowly in a voice that stood in Maou's bright and clean classroom, and he said slowly, "The chips of this bet are not divisible items."