[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Tsk, she even took the initiative to kiss a man.Sitting in the bullock cart, Hirako Mako unconsciously caught the blond hair winding around her shoulders and neck, and her body swayed with the shaking of the car wall behind her. Bullock carts have never been known for their speed, so the shaking frequency of the whole carriage is really soothing and leisurely. When driving, it is generally suitable for catching up on sleep.

But at this moment, the blond-haired captain who was sitting in the car didn't have any intention of molesting Duke Zhou's family's precious daughter. His light gray eyes were half hidden under the eyelids that seemed to have few chances to fully open in this life. Originally inherited from the Hirako family, the cold and sharp unique shape that seems to be born to pierce all falsehoods and illusions has been transformed into listless dead fish eyes by the carelessness emanating from the owner's bones.

Not as repulsive as expected.Could it be that those close to Zhu, Chi, and Mo, Hei, who have been with Hideaki Fukawa for too many years, have become obsessed with the aptitude for a beautiful MM, and have begun to be gentlemen, are gentlemen good?Tsk, but even if you want to look at it, at least it should be like Kurobu, no matter whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, at least on the outside, Kurobu's handsome and beautiful face is closer to your own mate selection than Soyousuke, isn't it?Captain Hirako, who easily let go of the short-term entanglement with his own sexuality, showed his rough nerves that are completely opposite to his slender appearance, and turned this kind of doubt that can make people's world collapse into a big thing into a trivial matter, and adjusted it a bit He waved his sleeves in a sitting position and began to study with relish the pitiful waist of his deputy team.

Wearing clothes seems to take up a lot of space. I thought that even if it wasn’t the straight-forward power players of the 100th team, the fighting style should at least focus on strength. I didn’t expect it to be such a streamlined skeleton, not so much a speed fighter. It's more like a strategic type who relies on his brain to eat... Mako Hirako unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth, let out a slight sigh that he couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or melancholy, and counted the men who seemed to be circling around him with his fingers. They are all strategic talents who are better at running away than killing the enemy in battle. Hideaki Sukawa, who studies the naked body of beautiful men with his thousand eyes all day long, is in doubt as to whether he can maintain his initial solution due to the weakening of spiritual pressure. It can be excluded, and Ichiro Nakagawa, who focused on making up for [-] years in the later period, was a gentle scum who was so happy to grab people's heads with a knife in the back and lost the face of the samurai profession, hiss—he hadn't had time to follow that strange knife He settles accounts!As for Yuki Zangwu, Jin Yiwei, who is definitely more ambitious in the second division than in the fifth division, can you count on him to charge forward and fight the enemy openly?Coupled with my own backlash... Is it true that birds of a feather flock together and people of the same sex attract and the opposite sex repels each other, how can people of different genders fall in love? (Hey, hey, there are discordant things just filling up the number!) How can it be so difficult to find a safe, reliable, durable, high-quality, high-quality meat shield these days! ——Hey, Captain Pingzi, you are so desperate to tie the boss to your waistband, besides valuing the boss pattern that can be used in the hall and in the kitchen, you are still learning the all-round template for warming the bed. Meat wall idea?The crushing of his mother is too thorough!convex-convex

Just when Pingzi cared more about his sub-team's attribute point configuration than tangling about his seemingly unknowingly nurtured and reversed inclination He stopped, and the next moment, from the opened narrow window, the face of the deputy team against the sun but more emphasizing the handsome yet round outline, the bridge of the nose made Hirako Mako couldn't help thinking and miss Nakagawa Ichiro affectionately A ray of light flickered across the edge of the black-rimmed glasses.

"Pingzi..."

"Call me Mako, Soyousuke." Hirako shook the deadly outfit on his arm, and grinned, revealing a row of neat and excessive whale teeth in the dark carriage, "I need to trouble you to take care of me on this journey. ~~~~"

The momentary surprise on the quiet and elegant face outside the narrow window was quickly replaced by the usual warm and gentle lips, even a submissive smile on Hirako: "Mako."

"What's the matter? Didn't I say not to disturb me until it's time for dinner?" Although he had hinted that his vice-captain didn't need to be polite, but perhaps it was the natural emanation of the queen's attributes, Mako Hirako spoke in a natural tone. This kind of bossy boss who doesn't need to hide.

"The hot spring hotel has arrived." As if he had anticipated Hirako's doubts about to come out, the vice-captain of the Fifth Division, who had quietly set his Sense Mood skill to MAX level, continued to explain with a pure and harmless smile, "Let's go. This road starts from this hot spring hotel, and there will be no place to stay in the next day's journey, so although it is still early, I suggest Mako that you take a rest here, and by the way, add some things you need for the journey Supplies."

"Tsk," there was a resounding staggering sound, and Hirako's Kansai accent twitched the corners of his mouth with obvious impatience, "It's really troublesome, it's just sleeping in the wild, and it's going to be eaten by Daxu.  … I remember you were born in Dongliuhun Street, right?"——Ping Zijun, your words have exposed your lazy nature of being easy to follow and lack of pursuit of quality of life!

Once again, the habitual mistrust of the boss poked a trick that accidentally leaked, and the gentle and harmless adjutant on the face of the adjutant who had become accustomed to it was unshakable in Pingzi's eyes: "After the [-]th district of the soul world In addition to tyrannical robbers and bloodthirsty bandits, there is no shortage of homeless people, and I think Mako should feel deeply about this."

"What are you explaining to me? It seems like you've done something wrong." Hirako got up and raised the curtain of the ox cart, jumped off the ox cart, and squinted at the triangular eyes that were so sharp and even weird from Aizen's perspective , "It's always a good thing to have a companion who knows the way so far~~~"

After the words fell, Hirako left Aizan-kun who seemed to be forced into a state of deep thought by Hirako's words, and looked critically at this humble hot spring hotel with his head tilted.

The hotel is just an ordinary hotel. The half-new and not-old building is matched with a signboard that is also half-new and not old. However, the owner manages it very carefully, revealing a clean, bright and warm atmosphere, which makes people want to walk in. Among them, the impulse to collect dust is washed away.

Perhaps it was because this eye-catching ox cart had been parked outside the door for too long, a woman with gentle brows and gentle brows dressed in a light green kimono walked out of the hotel, with a reserved and friendly smile on her lips that complemented the hotel behind her .

"Are the two gods of death going to stay at the hotel?" The woman walked up to Pingzi and bowed slightly to salute. After all, it was the businessmen who were welcoming and sending them off, and they could tell who was the leader of the duo with just one glance.

And Captain Pingzi, who has always been arrogant, self-willed and defiant, showed his good self-cultivation for women, and smiled: "We are going to stay in the hotel. We are tired from the journey. I wonder if the owner has any good recommendations?"

This time, I probably couldn’t imagine the elegant, courteous and personable aristocratic version of Mako Hirako. After seeing the genuine live demonstration, our future BOSS opened his eyes slightly and fell into a calm and messy wind.

"The courtyard in the east is clean and elegant, and you can enjoy the open-air hot spring. The hot spring steamed buns in this shop are a must." The hostess smiled just right, and led Hirako and Aizen into the shop and raised their voices to wipe the tables and chairs. The clerk said, "Ahe, don't dawdle here. A customer came to the store and told Uncle Zhai to prepare two lunches."

Seeing the swaying and graceful figure of the hostess in front of him leading the way, Hirako slowed down calmly and kept pace with Aizen who was always at an arm's length behind him.Half-closed his light gray eyes and chuckled lightly: "This store is really interesting, but... Soyousuke, I never knew you would be so meddlesome."