[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Mako Hirako, you bald, wolf-hearted man!"

Captain Hirako, who just opened the door of the captain's dormitory and prepared to welcome a beautiful new day, received the next door next door without any suspense... I don't know how many doors have passed. A warm greeting with a personal touch. ——In the center of the upright face covered by a small and delicate foot in a rough straw sandal, with the huge force that contrasts sharply with the girl's petite and exquisite figure, she fell backwards, and her long golden hair stroked in the morning sun. Make a perfect arc.

hiss-

The extremely chic body surfing came to an end after Mako Hirako slammed into the wall of the dormitory, and she still wanted to go further □The blond captain with mosquito coils, the first violent loli of the god of death, was caught by the thick arm deep in the back of the head Neck, dragged back rudely.

"Kenxi, why are you blocking me, you idiot! I want to teach this ungrateful bastard bald man a lesson!"

"Little lady, don't kick people around, you won't be able to get married."

"Idiot, the one who is better at kicking is actually you!"

"He doesn't know how to kick people! Is it Kensai, is it Kensai..." You don't need to look to know that the conjoined CP with six cars and six seats in the ninth division has started to roll all over the floor.

The dizzy Mako Hirako, who had been taken care of by Hiyori's enthusiastic flying kick, became dizzy under the continuous noise attack. She couldn't help but bend her arms to cover her eyes and raised her voice to remind everyone who was in a mess. The honorable guest himself, the leader of the fifth team, is still alive: "Physically and psychologically minors will leave with their guardians, and find a sensible person to come and obey."

"Idiot bald, I don't look like an underage!"

"I know you're still a child just by looking at your breasts, ah, you're serious!" Nervously dodging the half-pair of straw sandals thrown by Hiyori, Hirako thought for himself that he was about to embark on the road of no return for repair and reconstruction. The bedroom mourned for three seconds, while playing hide-and-seek around Liu Che Quanxi, Jiu Nanbai and the persevering violent Lolita behind their heads.

"Baldy Mako, stop for me!"

"Only an idiot who is more innocent than a Daifuku pan will stop! Idiot Hiyyori."

"Can you explain to me, Mako." The elegant and gentle voice of the man inserted into the verbal battle between the chasing and fleeing duo, with golden waves and drooping eyebrows. The vice-captain of the team, Rojuro Fengqiao, reached out to stop Fei Jiao who was going straight to the back of Hirako's head, "About the matter between you and Cangwu."

The outrageous captain who hunched over Liuche Quanxi and Jiu Nanbai and humiliated the fifth team's face slowly straightened up, always with a messy and exaggerated smile on his face, which was surprisingly solemn and dignified: "Follow me I'm coming, Ross."

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"What the hell is going on? Makoto." Sitting in the head room of the team with bright and clean windows, the third vice-captain took a sip of the tea handed over by a friend who didn't know how to work. The way of brewing is still to grasp the water temperature, which is not much better than that of Yuki Zangbu, who is good at this.This man does not need a companion to walk side by side because of the complementarity of his talents, and it is not all because of his lazy, self-willed, willful and troublesome personality. The disposition to pick out two or two bones from an egg... I'm afraid it's just on that unreasonable and unforgiving mouth.It is precisely because I understand the tolerance and trust towards my partner in the heart of this willful man who has no rules and regulations, that I can't imagine that he can just keep everyone in the dark and follow him. The minister of humerus, the right-hand man for so many years, was thrown to the sixth team so quietly but cleanly.It's just... It's like throwing away a piece of useless garbage that has squeezed out the last bit of residual value, and the gesture of throwing it away even carries a little contempt of avoiding it.

"That's the thing." The man in front of him still had a hippie smile on his face, and his long golden hair was particularly dazzling in the sunlight flowing in the quiet room. It's time to return it to Mr. Kuchiki. It's not difficult to borrow and borrow again. You also know how busy the Fifth Team is with its annual routine summary. Mr. Kuchiki borrowed someone for emergency."

"What?" As if he had vaguely grasped some great news, Mr. Gentleman couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he spoke again slowly, but the questioning tone in his tone was replaced by some careful inquiry , "Mako, what did you guys do without telling us?"

The blond man smiled frivolously. He half-lyed on the table and raised his palms to catch the tea mist. After frowning, Fengqiao Loujuro, who looked like an earthworm on a fishing hook, hooked his index finger, and put on a big face. I will only tell you the secret of one person's mysterious expression.

Perhaps it was influenced by the subtle arc of Hirako's lips, or a gentleman's inherent inability to reject the blessings of others. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Hirako's mood to play tricks of mystery at this time, Fengqiao Loujuro still He leaned against the table and leaned out to listen.

The palm of the index finger hooked and hooked backhanded on Fengqiao Loujuro's shoulder, which was still able to feel the bony hand bones through the big waves of the shawl and the deadly costume, Kansai's dissatisfied grunted from between his teeth: "So thin... …I want to complain about your captain abusing the staff, he stretched himself like a ball, but the vice-captain was as thin as a skeleton specimen in Miss Kiryu’s bedroom.”

"Isn't that what you want to tell me?" The gentleman shook his eyebrows like earthworms in dissatisfaction.

"Yeah, yay, be patient, Ross." The Kansai accent is still three points frivolous, three points oily and four points lazy, dragging out the ending sound, and the blond man and the third team are also dragged out together. The distance between the vice-captains, "My relationship with Yuki-san is very strong~~~~"

Ding Dong—clap—"Ah, it's scalding to death—"

The cup of tea was poured over, and the screams of the vice-captain of the third team who was unfortunately recruited resounded throughout the quiet room, and the instigator of the prank succeeded in laughing so hard that he threw a piece of white cloth in the air, which seemed to be a premeditated order to throw stones into the well Said: "Wipe it clean."—In exchange for the good-natured gentleman's two white eyes.

"Mr. Yucheng? How could you have entered the gate of Yucheng's house!" Mr. Gentleman still rolled his disfigured white eyes and screamed. ——In fact, I can’t blame someone for making a fuss. Whoever is abducted by a man has a baby son or a baby son who has been passed down for three or four generations. As the owner who lost a seedling in a thousand acres of land, it is impossible to owe that hand The seedling thief has a good face.

Sure enough, the blond man on the opposite side touched the bridge of his nose subconsciously, showing an expression of unbearable memories, grinning his teeth and sighing: "Hearing you say that, I remember it. I couldn't eat enough to enter the gate of Yucheng's house back then." Don't suffer."

Fengqiaoloujuro stared expressionlessly at Captain Hirako's overly dull face after so many years, as if he hadn't realized the crux of the problem at all, and while wiping the water stains on his sleeves, he mercilessly complained: "You That's self-inflicted."

"Maybe it is true." The man who was expected to jump up and down and blow up his golden hair from head to tail frankly confessed his old friend's complaints, and then slowly raised a gentle smile in the suddenly silent air. The lowered brows and eyes are calm, "I'm just going to tell Mr. Jiecheng that I will not fall in love with his son, not in the past, not now, not in the future, and never."

On the opposite side, another flower among the blonde sisters of the Goute [-]th division team in the future twitched in the wind: "Mako, you were not beaten to death on the spot... Is it really a scourge for thousands of years?" ——I picked someone carefully Forget about the delicate flowers you care for, but you actually have the guts to go to the flower grower and complain that the flowers are not fragrant enough?

"So I'm going to beg Mr. Yuki, beg him not to give up Cangwu no matter what, that is his blood-related child, the only blood he inherited from him in this world, I beg him to forgive Cangwu for being young and frivolous And stubborn. Because that idiot is so stupid that he gave up everything for a goal that is destined to be impossible, and I can't just watch him wake up from his dream and find that he has nothing."

The messy Fengqiao Loujuro in the wind completely felt that he couldn't keep up with the jumping thinking of the man in front of him whose brain grooves were all retrograde.Did he really come up with this strategy of saving the country with his brain instead of his knees?

"So you went to find his father without telling Cangwu, and have been the mouthpiece for this awkward father and son for many years? If you really want their father and son to be harmonious...why don't you tell Cangwu all this?"

Mako Hirako glanced over with a contemptuous look of "Are you really an idiot?" The slightly sad atmosphere in the air was instantly swept away: "You want Zangwu to think that I am actively trying to win over his family's love for me?" Do you want to make a promise with your body even more?"

"I've already agreed with my body with all my heart and soul, but you have never wanted it."

"That's why I can't..." Hirako scratched his hair to stop the explanation in his mouth and let out a long sigh, "It was just a matter of spending a little more time. If the situation allows, Zangwu will realize this sooner or later, no , he may have realized this a long time ago, it just takes some time to admit everything slowly. It's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

The focus in the depths of the light gray pupils gradually became loose, and Mako Hirako stared at the front with a blank and dazed vision, and even the slight rotation of the eyeballs only added a trace of wandering to the originally fixed gaze.

"True son!"

"Ah, oh!" As if being frightened away by Feng Qiaolou Juro's sudden explosion of the three spirits of Qinghe, Mako Hirako suddenly shrugged her shoulders and retracted her neck, with a low voice of three parts helpless and seven parts complaining in Kansai accent He grunted softly, and grinned, "There's nothing to be sorry about. Zangwu just went to the Sixth Division, and it's very convenient to climb over the wall. Maybe we can get more pastries from Kuchiki's family in the future." =皮=

It's a pity that Mr. Gentleman's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Mako Hirako, what are you trying to hide?"

Team [-]'s unreliable blond captain raised his hands and confessed to be lenient: "I just accidentally leaked some personal information about you and your captain to Lisa~~~~~"

"..." It turns out that this is the reason why the female members of the third team recently saw his weird smile with the captain?

"Well, Ross has something to ask you to keep secret."

"I see."

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After sending away the army of bad friends who were prosecuted by the teacher, Pingzi lay on the window sill and looked at the lush green horse drunken tree in the courtyard boredly.For some reason, the thoughts in his head turned to a face that was immature and youthful but did not hide his calmness, dignity and gentleness.Wearing black-rimmed glasses, a young man who has forgotten the word "boy"...for some reason, he unexpectedly fits in with this dangerous and pure plant.

Sacrifice, danger, pure love?

The thin lips covered between the fingers spread out a cold and sharp arc of ridicule, and the playful light flowed quietly in the light-colored pupils.

□□Rotate, the steel ball dances, □□Besides, you and I will buy and leave our hands.I want to take a look at this game, will I be completely defeated or will you be... doomed?

Aizen · Soyousuke.

Volume Four