[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Just when Pingzi was obediently lying on the test bed again, cooperating with a certain purple-haired captain and the righteous soul of a future-style black-bellied profiteer to develop technology, and acted as a guinea pig with ease.All the year round, because members above the senior level of other fan teams often come and go, even the listless Ma Zuimu is always in a state of brilliance, and the courtyard welcomes another uninvited guest with a profound relationship and extraordinary significance.

"Oh my god, Fu... Fu..." The speechless greeting of Wuxi Queyan, who had just closed the door of the vice-captain's office, came through the paper door which lacked soundproofing effect, and reflected the slightly swaying silhouette on the door. It is the best footnote for the surprise and excitement of Que Yan's five seats.

Due to the problem of the position of the fifth seat in Queyan, there is really no place for another person to show his beauty, so the vice-captain Aizen, who has been looking back for a while from the vast ocean of documents, did not see another blurred line. silhouette, but a low and gentle tone is as thick and sweet as a kind of dessert called chocolate in the present world. Although it is not full of typical masculine sexiness like the timbre of the listener himself, it is still Softer and sweeter, it is also a gorgeous voice that can lightly and easily tease | arouse human senses.

For some reason, Aizen's mind flashed the figure of his team captain baring his teeth and rubbing his arms exaggeratedly, and couldn't help but smile.Such a voice so charming and decadent that it can even blur the gender...I'm afraid Captain Hirako doesn't like it very much. ——Boss, you really have a clear vision, and you guessed right, but you completely reversed the causal relationship. ==|||

"Oh, you are Ming Yuan, right? I remember when you left, you were a young boy who had been in the team for less than three years. I didn't expect that after so long, you would become an officer." - This voice was the same as before. Team member?The fifth seat in Queyan is so nervous, it must be the former superior, right?The spirit pressure was so low that it was only at the level of an ordinary player... Injured and suspended?

Involuntarily turning his attention to the conversation between the two outside the door, Vice Captain Aizen stopped correcting the document and his conjecture was immediately verified in the next sentence.

"It's been a long time since I left the fifth team. It is estimated that the whole team can recognize me with no more than two hands. You don't have to bother to think about how to call me. Just follow the noble etiquette."

"...Master Sukawa, are you in good health?"

"My body? It's not the same as before. I'm thankful that I can still live in Jinglingting with such an injury. You still have a job, right? I won't drag you to waste time here with me, an idler."

"Ah, goodbye then, Mr. Suekawa."

"Goodbye~~~~" The beautiful voice rose to a soul-stirring end, and the mysterious visitor called Mr. Fuchuan slightly raised the volume and said loudly, "Mingyuan is really getting more and more handsome, let's go to Liuhun Street together when I have time Drinking at an izakaya in the suburbs~~~~”

"Ah, ah, ah? No, no, no... no need." The five seats of Queyan, who had always been calm and meticulous, followed the voice of the man's invitation, and fled almost in a panic.

Before Vice Captain Aizen, who was submerged in the skyscrapers of the document, expressed his feelings about the small farce outside the door, the office door that had just been closed was slowly opened again.The first thing that catches the eye of the blue-dyed plain glasses is the beautiful fingers with slender white edges, delicate texture, well-proportioned flesh and bones, and the right shade of blood-colored fingers under the transparent cutin at the tips of the fingers, followed by the sliding door. One side is opened, gradually revealing the corner of the dark green kimono in the thick black with excellent workmanship and high-quality texture. The belt inlaid with gold and jade inlaid the slender waist while silently highlighting the respect of being a nobleman The status and luxurious appearance, in stark contrast to this kind of thick and colorful, aristocratic noble luxury faintly revealed in the dignified and solemn, is the visitor's face that should be called gorgeous.

Red hair and purple pupils, snowy skin, the contours of the facial features faintly revealed the noble and awe-inspiring sharpness in the smooth and distinct lines, but was softened by the passionate and ambiguous curvature of the soft red lips into a just right, approachable gentleness and indifference.

The slightly icy purple-gold pupils flashed the icy luster of metallic inorganic matter in the flash of the eyes, and the slender eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples and the narrow and long eye ends that were slightly protruded combined to create a charming, affectionate and ambiguous.His eyes naturally swept across the deputy captain's office, and finally fixed on the face of the brunette young man sitting behind a desk surrounded by mountains and mountains of paper documents stacked up to the ceiling. Before saying anything, he smiled and said, "Excuse me, is Captain Mako Hirako in the fifth division now?"

Sitting firmly in the basin surrounded by mountains, the vice-captain Lan Ran pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gentle light brown eyes revealed their true face with the change of angle, and then they were engulfed by the cold light Gentle and gentle, the natural upturned lips flow out a voice that complements the gentle smile, deep and mellow, like the top cello vibrating strings under the bow of the bow: "Captain Pingzi just went to the [-]th team as a guest not long ago , I'm afraid it will turn around in a while, sir, if you are Captain Pingzi, you can go to the [-]th Division if you have something urgent. If there is no urgent matter, I can also convey it on your behalf."

"Is that so?" There was no disappointment on the face of the man called Mr. Fuchuan, but he still smiled indifferently, and the smile on his lips became more and more glamorous and enchanting as the eyes flashed, "I I just want to find someone to drink and chat with me when I have nothing to do, since Makoto is not here...do you have time to show me your face, Aizen-kun?"

Aizen hid behind the thick frame of black-framed glasses, her brows rarely showing her true face were slightly tangled, and she instinctively didn't want to get entangled with the beautiful man opposite her with unknown background, unpredictable, frivolous words and deeds.But the man's next words made Aizen roll on the tip of his tongue and refused to swallow silently.

The man lowered his head slightly and laughed lightly: "It's really rude, I forgot to give my first and last name before the invitation." Looking up, the man blinked playfully, "My name is Hideaki Fukawa, I'm Makoto's predecessor. Captain of the Fifth Division."

Hideaki Sukawa...

Thanks to the villain BOSS, it can record every trivial matter in detail, but it is usually used to record all kinds of new and old grudges, and prepares to settle accounts in the future after picking up the rice dumpling skin and dancing the striptease, so that All the ignorant people who sinned against the BOSS intentionally or unintentionally, died rhythmically and gifted with extraordinary memory, Aizen instantly found this cloud-covered keyword from the complicated past.This name was avoided intentionally or unintentionally by Hirako Mako and everyone around him, but it was closely related to the past of the willful and reckless blond man.The villain BOSS's boldness, courage to take risks and inexhaustible curiosity instantly overwhelmed the cautious vigilance of strangers who met for the first time. Despite the man's influence on him, he still nodded and agreed to the man's invitation without hesitation: "Please wait a moment, I need to sort out the information first."

Hideaki Fukawa seemed to have expected Aizen's reaction long ago. Hearing this, the smile on his lips suddenly deepened, and the already smooth and sweet tone was wrapped in a faint smile that seemed to be even more lingering, as if layers of silk threads were entwined in his ears. The center lowered its head and said lingeringly: "Mr. Lanran is really serious, responsible, hardworking and capable. If Makoto had one-tenth of your hard work back then, I would congratulate him."

Lan Ran paused for a moment in his flowing movements, squeezed the document in his hand and imagined it for a while, with three white eyes and whale teeth grinning, vice-captain Pingzi, who was crookedly lying on the desk trying to be lazy and slippery to avoid official duties, stood in front of him. A strange feeling of sympathy arose in the man.After all, this is also a fellow who has tolerated Mako Hirako's various inactions and unreasonable troubles, and has been a fellow for many years.There is a knife on the head of the word Ninja, which is definitely deeply touched by every boss who has not had time to jump back. ——BUT, vice-captain Aizan, you made a mistake, that is, the man in front of you who has reached the pinnacle of language art, who can resonate with you and get on the same side with just one sentence... He was so idle and idle back then. It's not inferior to your blond captain who loves to play with you and find fault with you, and his reputation of being greedy, lecherous and coquettish even throws your boss who is constantly scandalized out of the Great Wall.Even the famous frivolous captain of the Eighth Division who loves to follow the ass of beautiful women all over the world of souls and souls, the eighth uncle of the flower cape is eclipsed in comparison.After all, according to probability statistics, the number of beautiful men far exceeds the number of beautiful women in Goutei [-]th Squad, where male creatures have an absolute advantage!

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I never tire of fine food, and I never tire of fine food.The wine is full of tea fragrance, and the utensils are fine and beautiful.

The man sitting in front of him in the most luxurious and expensive izakaya in Jingling Court, eating delicacies that can almost be equivalent to the same amount of gold, is the most typical high-ranking nobleman in the world of corpses and souls. He is extravagant and pampered.Elegant and perfect etiquette, meticulous maintenance of weatherless skin and appearance, it is hard to imagine that this is also a captain master who once walked in the nick of life and death and participated in bloody and cruel wars.I've been hurt, I've bled, I've lost my humerus, I've been... dying.

The intermittent conversation has been going on for a long time, and there are very few dishes left on the beautifully shaped porcelain plates on the dining table.Hideaki Fukawa put down the tooth chopsticks in his hand, narrowed his eyes contentedly, brought a glass of sake to his lips, took a sip, and sighed: "It's really surprising, Aizen-kun."

"Accident?" On the other side, Lan Ran, who was holding a glass of tea in her hand, paused slightly for a moment of hesitation, and the flickering lens was coated with a hazy mist.

"Yeah, accident." The man with red lips and smiling purple eyes slanted with alcohol was even more amorous, Fukawa Hideaki half-raised his head and said calmly, "Aizen-kun and Mako The relationship between them is not as close as the captain and deputy captain I know."

The gentle light-colored eyes behind the foggy lenses were calm, and Aizan's smile was still noncommittal.

"You don't even know anything about me, it's as if you were deliberately excluded from the social circle by Makoto." The silky voice with a smile and a sigh slipped through the quiet air of the quiet room, It's like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples, "But... even after being treated like this. Mr. Lan Ran still likes Mako, right?"

As the voice fell, the young man with an elegant temperament and a gentle expression in the light blue tea soup fell apart and fell apart.

The author has something to say:

233333, Mr. Boss, who was not very straight in the first place, was going to be completely bent by someone.