[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

If there is a senior player who served in the Fifth Division during Hideaki Sukawa's time, he will definitely have the illusion of going back in time after experiencing the chaos of the fifth division's usual peaceful and quiet morning.

Because they are unreliable, incompetent, unruly, and unrestrained, Captain Jin Changzhi relapsed from his old illness and returned to his old job after decades. In the captain's bedroom, he is very familiar with the way he lifts the bed bolts, the flowing water in his posture through the window, and even standing on the warm mattress of the deputy captain, pulling out the disheveled and sleepy deputy captain from the bed in one go. , all proclaimed to the world that even though the deputy captain Pingzi had quit the night raid business for many years, his level after re-emerging from the rivers and lakes is still a lofty mountain that no rookie can match.

"Well, team, captain, good morning." The deputy team Lan, who was forcibly separated from the warm bed, did not seem to display the typical racial characteristics of the BOSS template, who was highly alert, suspicious, seriously ill, and mildly paranoid about being persecuted. With messy brown hair and half-opened, he could faintly see a line of light brown pupils greeting him in a daze. ——Pirako deeply felt that in the current state, the visual system of the vice-captain in his hand probably wasn't functioning normally at all, and that he was able to tell his identity so accurately was purely because of his excellent ability to distinguish Reiatsu.

So, as expected, when Mako Hirako loosened his fingers, the person in his hand slid into the soft bedding again like a boneless one. The good reputation slipped to the side, and the ripped open skirt not only showed a line of white, flat and slightly undulating chest, but also generously added a section of delicate and beautiful collarbone and half of the soft and round shoulder and neck line.

Captain Pingzi trembled with his own slender brows, and seriously suspected that the person who should wear glasses was not the vice-captain who was sleeping in a soft bed, inexplicably sexy and exuding a strange temptation (receiving) atmosphere, but It was him, Captain Sang, who touched other people's beds and used them as alarm clocks in the dark.

Fortunately, in the next second, the man on the bed returned to the calm and capable vice-captain in Mako Hirako's impression. The light brown pupils that opened suddenly flashed a flash of cold light. The exceptionally narrow and sharp brown pupils bounced off a momentary conditioned reflex when they met the probing light gray pupils directly above, and then...

"Oh!" Hirako held the high bridge of his nose that was knocking on the smooth forehead of his deputy team, and leaned back slightly, "Souyousuke, do you have a grudge against my nose?!"

Visibly frightened by the accident, Lan, the vice-team leader, tightly grasped the collar of his negligent chest, and looked at Captain Pingzi, who was about to fall out of the bed because of the sudden iron head skill, stretched out another Pull with one hand.

Afterwards... In view of the reflex speed and control of the nerves that have just woken up to the bottom, Pingzi, who was already light enough to do palm dance, had no suspense from being delicate and easy to push down due to excessive force. The weak feeling turned into a strong attack by a hungry tiger, and he flew up magnificently and pressed his deputy Zhang Wei's small body, which was not necessarily much stronger than himself, back on the bed.

Nose to nose, eye to eye, forehead to forehead, and an extra hand under the nose is the conditioned reflex of Captain Hirako, who has been struggling all year round in the strange wake-up mood of Hideaki Fukagawa, who may lose his virginity at any time.

The slender fingers almost wiped the ear pinna hidden behind the messy hair and supported the soft pillow behind the head, and Mako Hirako slowly lowered the palm covering her lips as the distance gradually opened.The corners of the raised lips were bent into a playful shape, and the three white eyes hanging in the center of the eye sockets, which always seemed lazy at all times, flashed a clear light: "Souyousuke's acting skills are really good, but his figure is too poor."

Still lying on the bed pretending to be his innocent and harmless little sheep, the vice-captain Aizen slightly opened his light-colored eyes: "I don't quite understand what you are talking about, Captain Pingzi."

"Yeah, yeah, this reaction is not right." Mako Hirako reached out her slender fingertips and pinched the green lines. At this moment, she showed an inexplicably sharp jaw, leaving a little white on the young and fair skin. The imprint grinned, "At this time, I have to be more or less serious... Shall I be shy? Yousuke Soo."

"Huh?" The deputy captain didn't know how to react at all... Or rather, the vice-captain's eyes widened even further as he pretended to be stupefied.

Lifting the mandible of his vice-captain with one hand, he lowered his head and gave a kiss to the slightly parted lips. It was not an ambiguous contact that passed by like a superficial touch of water. The entanglement and tossing, but there is no aggressive aggression, through the indulgence that I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, I am aggressively occupying the warm and soft space in the mouth.The warm breath seemed to be intertwined, and the slender fingertips supported the raised head and slowly slid down along the beautiful curve of the back of the neck, and then separated at the moment when the edge of the shoulder blade was buckled through the thin fabric.

Captain Jin Changzhi raised the corners of his lips: "Hey, can you always be shy now? Soyousuke."

The person in the hand just broke free from Pingzi's shackles that didn't take much effort, fumbled for the glasses on the bedside, and responded very calmly: "The captain doesn't need to act any more, Yucheng Sanxi has left."

Mako Hirako stared at the corners of the eyes that were docile and drooping again after the glasses, but she couldn't help thinking of the moment that could almost be called a glimpse a few minutes ago, unruly and sharp, deep and arrogant... that is the real you Bar?Soyousuke.But why did you, who was already awakened the moment I opened the window, let me see the other side of you so easily?You, who can clearly perform more seamlessly, do this... What exactly are you expecting?

Now that the goal has been achieved, Hirako Mako rolled out of the bed in a very gentlemanly manner, and swayed slowly to the door.Turning around and showing a rather provocative smile, he looked at the vice-captain sitting under the quilt: "Do you need me to avoid it? Yousuke Soo."

Aizen on the bed also responded to Hirako with a gentle and clean smile, pulled back the quilt and turned her back to Hirako Mako, and changed her clothes naturally and generously: "No need, everyone is male, there is nothing to avoid."

Tsk, I really want to add one more sentence to satisfy my desire to attack, but I have to pretend to bear it.Don't you know, Soyousuke, dissatisfaction with desire, especially as a man with long-term dissatisfaction with desire, it is easy to be psychologically distorted and become a potential BT?Admiring the thin and flexible waistline of his vice-captain, Captain Hirako, who is habitually picky about his poor figure, waved his hand to signal to the vice-captain who was ready to go, don't forget to bring Zanpakuto and go with him.

Naturally, it aroused the curious baby attribute of the vice-captain who can only carry a knife under the martial law: "Captain Pingzi, is our destination Liuhun Street?"

"Of course." Mako Hirako, waving impatiently, got into a bullock cart parked outside the gate of the Fifth Division, and pointed to the position of the driver, "The target is the [-]th District of Xiliuhun Street, yawn--I was really caught That guy in Zangwu was scared to death, I'll take a nap first, don't call me until I get to a place to eat."