[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Mako Hirako's return after several months of absence did not bring much impact to the well-ordered fifth team managed by the vice-captain of Aizen. Anyway, the captain who always made his own opinions and voted for idleness participated in it from the moment he put on the haori There are only a handful of things in the fan team. It is not so much the indispensable brain and heart of the entire fan team. It would be more appropriate to say that it is a mascot, or the kind of mascot that most of the time makes his players lose face and almost writes a banner slogan on their foreheads that I don't know that jerk.

It has to be said that after decades of Hideaki Fukagawa's departure, Mako Hirako has grown into a contender for the former boss's head - the shame of the fifth team and the scum of the Goutei [-]th team - the two laurels top contender.

The only thing that has really changed is this pair of captains and vice-captains, each with ulterior motives and ulterior motives, who are always walking in every corner of the ghost world with a distance of one meter.

There must be a boiled egg and a cup of fragrant black tea for supper after working until late at night. As the supervisor and executor, Mako Hirako will hold her hands and use the pair of dim lights and thick and slender eyelashes to create The shadows softened the sharp outlines, so the light gray pupils looked more lazy, watching Aizen swallow the last piece of unbearable organic matter into his stomach.

On the seventh night, Aizen asked the reason at the risk of being punished by the captain who was so happy.

The latter just lazily slumped in a pile of scattered official documents, gently closed his eyes, and muttered in his throat slowly in Kansai accent: "What does Soyousuke think the original intention of punishment is for?"

It is rare for Mako Hirako to talk to his vice-captain in such a flat and gentle manner. In fact, eight of the ten sentences in the dialogue between the captain and the vice-captain, who can be called the most strange bedfellow in the history of the soul world, have a good understanding. An imperative sentence that cannot be disobeyed, and the remaining two sentences are full of cynicism that Kansai dialect is especially good at, but it is enough to make any self-respecting intelligent creature feel ashamed.

This question is not difficult to answer. Countless great sages with a humanitarian spirit have long given countless wonderful and profound standard answers.But what Aizen couldn't be sure of was which answer the man in front of him who closed his eyes and took a nap was expecting after An Ran's silence?However, the vice-captain Aizen, who had pondered for a long time, finally gave up the challenge of satisfying his picky boss, which was too difficult for the omnipotent villain BOSS, and chose the safest and most important thing is the most invincible. Criticize the safest panacea answer: "In order for the punished to remember their mistakes and not make the same mistakes again."

"Then this punishment is enough for you." The blond-haired captain lazily nestled in the file seemed to fall asleep at any moment, half propped up his body, and his light-colored pupils opened clearly reflected the brown-haired and brown-eyed deputy captain in front of him forever. There is no smile on his face, "I don't have the bad habit of taking pleasure in the pain of my subordinates."

After the blond-haired captain left an inexplicable confession, he yawned and stood up, following the guidance of sleepiness, he left the vice-captain who was stunned for a moment alone in the dark and silent long night of Soul Realm.

After a while, he picked up the brush soaked in thick ink again and splashed ink on the laid out documents, but the soft and smooth arc of the lips could not help but slowly rise. ——Captain Hirako, don't you think that you who can easily assert right and wrong... are too arrogant?

Of course, in addition to the unremitting pressure-free watching of the midnight program (non-adult) that will last for a whole month-the punishment of boiled eggs, the captain of the fifth team Mako Hirako, as the scorching summer approached, the long One more little hobby has been added to the list of interests.

Jumping up and down, flying over the eaves and walls, and especially like to climb high and look far away, lie on the eaves of the fifth team and bask in the sun for a whole day.Of course, apart from the fact that the team members who shuttle through the winding corridors of the Fifth Division every morning can’t find anyone to salute and say hello to, the only one who has been greatly affected is the conscientious, calm, capable and approachable 24-filial vice-team Aizen of the Fifth Division. Soyousuke.

Because it means that our poor deputy captain has to sit in the bright sunshine that is so full of sunshine that it is completely unsuitable for eye hygiene, and spend a lot of time reviewing trivial official duties that are insignificant and waste energy, and at least half of them must be allocated His attention is always focused on the leisurely and contented boss lying among the blue sky, white clouds, green eaves and green tiles, so that he can meet the maddeningly frequent personal needs in a timely manner like a full-time butler from an incompetent death star. ——After passing through half of the team building of the fifth division, carrying tea, cakes or other things, and climbing up the tall and steep eaves.

This summer scene between the captain and vice-captain of the Fifth Division, which lasted for decades, made the majestic and elegant master of the virtual circle perfectly transgenerationally inherited almost all the vices of his former boss after another 100 years. When complaining about his boss - who was not used as a vice captain at all, but directly as his wife - the only thing he could do was to smile calmly.Then in the next meeting, kick the doting lieutenant lightly to a particularly remote and desolate corner of the virtual circle to accept the warm greetings of the failed products that have been accumulated for a long time in Saar Apollo's warehouse day and night. ——Well, what I want to say is, in fact, the silver-haired fox has rarely shown mercy to the head of the family who controls the power of life and death. After all, if you classify them in the way of Chinese classics, luxurious and corrupt families, you really It should be called... Aizen·Tongfang girl, my beloved Aizen SAMA.

And as time passed day by day, all the team members got used to their vice-captains walking up and down the eaves of the Fifth Team several times a day or even a dozen times a day with all kinds of strange items in their hands. After the jump, it also means that the budding and graceful flower buds among the lotus leaves in the pond of the Sifengyuan family are getting closer to the blooming period of Pingting.

And he was almost forced to be bound by his own lazy and willful captain, so busy that he turned his head on his back and wished he could even borrow the cat's hand to use (I swear to God that the BOSS never molested the hand of the little princess of Sifengyuan!), points| The incompetent vice-captain Aizen seems to have no choice but to accept the fate of his captain, Jin Kou Yuyan, to climb over the courtyard wall of Sifeng Courtyard.

Just think about it, decades or even hundreds of years later, those old immortals in the world of corpses and souls will still love Captain Aizen of the fifth team when he was the vice-captain, and went to Sifengyuan to accompany his captain to participate in the lotus feast I think anyone will understand the scene that the Aizen big BOSS's firm determination to change the world comes from.

"Huh?" The blond captain, who was sitting cross-legged on the eaves with a teacup leisurely, raised his slender eyebrows, and the Kansai dialect sounded impolitely and bossy, "Sousuke, go and get another teacup."

"Okay, Captain Hirako." Responding obediently to his captain's request as usual, Aizen turned his head just before jumping off the eaves, "Are there any guests coming? Captain Hirako."

"It's my guest, your messenger." Pingzi blew away the tea leaves floating in the golden tea soup, raised two-thirds of his dead fish eyes and glanced at the quick and considerate deputy captain by the eaves, "To you As far as I'm concerned, it's good news, Soyousuke."

However, before the vice-captain Aizen who was standing on the edge of the tile asked further questions, a soft, gentle, gentle and elegant male voice, not unfamiliar to the two people on the eaves, came from the other side of the roof: "Little Mako, Soyousuke, long time no see."

After the words were finished, a piece of pure and clear blue sky had fallen silently on the jagged roof. Under the ebony hair, behind the heavy and clumsy black-rimmed glasses, it was even more crystal clear by the pure bright blue kimono. Che's sapphire blue eyes formed a joyful shape on his elegant and elegant face, looking down at the two outstanding students who had reunited after a long absence: "It seems that my lovely students have been doing well recently. "

"Tch, so much nonsense, you are in a good mood recently." Hirako squeezed out a dismissive sneer from between his teeth while holding a teacup. Vice-captain Aizen greeted him respectfully and politely, "Mr. Zhongchuan, how long has it been?" not see."

Standing on the ridge of the roof, Ichiro Nakagawa raised the corner of his mouth and showed a bright smile over his head. ——There are definitely more than eight shiny white teeth between the thin lips, so this smile can never be classified as an aristocratic social reciprocity full of hypocrisy.

Apparently accidentally blinded by this starry, spring-like smile, Hirako Mako, who has tried and tested 24K titanium alloy electronic dog eyes, turned her head silently while holding a teacup and silently complaining: "Yousuke Sou If you dare to laugh at me like that, I will tie you to a stone five times your weight and sink it into the carp pond in Yugantang to make a rockery."

The vice-captain of Lan Ran, who was forced to watch and accidentally lay down the gun, touched the knee that had been shot into a hornet's nest, and asked in a very innocent low voice: "Why?"

"F. Chun. It's time!" ——The response was the decisive Kansai accent that the team leader squeezed out from the gaps of the neat and excessively dense whale teeth.