[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Facts have proved that even if the entire soul world can be played in the palm of hands in the future, it has indirectly caused the majority of Shinigami fans to attack Captain Yamamoto, who has served as the honorary general of the Goute 2000th Division for more than 98 years, to the end. How many brains have not exceeded the shelf life is full of doubts, and then sublimated into a future boss who has doubts about the IQ content in the brain groove of the God of Creation [-] who is above the King of Spirits. When the opposite-sex biome is besieged collectively, the only choice is to be shot to death on the beach by the magnificent female disaster.

As a result, after a long, long time, it was so long that Aizen put on and took off Haori, the captain of the [-]th division, and so long that the back of the once high-spirited blond man who turned around was once again projected as an illusory and untouchable image to the distant place. On the retina of the master of the virtual circle, the inexplicable emotions prompted the cold and majestic man sitting on the throne to recall the past that was so long that even his master thought he had forgotten it.

Suddenly looking back, the man Hirako Mako has already been deeply wedged into his past with a unique attitude, representing too many unforgettable vivid experiences. Those memories are not all sweet and sweet, but more sharp like a bee The subtle pain of the sting needle is just like every time that person sits in a corner of the courtyard, lazily raises his eyelids, and looks at him, always with undisguised vigilance.

It's just that now, when all those strange peaks stand out and turn around, they are quietly dormant in the distant future and have never been visited, and all the love, hatred, conspiracy and betrayal are still not played by fate's fingertips, we are once again caught by the unscrupulous The captain throws it out to serve as a durable, high-quality meat shield that can pass countless death appraisals. Vice-captain Aizen, who is good at using his face to pull hatred, can only hide carefully in the 360-degree X-ray-level line of sight with no dead ends. The waterfall-like black lines all over the back of the head, while working hard to deal with those tricky problems that break the casserole and dig three feet into the ground, you can't wait to dig out what color your ancestors like for the 12th generation. ——I have to say that compared to the current scene, the resignation speech at the job-hopping press conference that took place on the hills of double-desperation in the distant future was really too gentle.

"Hayakawa Lin!" The clear and gentle man's voice clearly called out the name of this group of magical creatures who dared to toss at least three dangerous creatures in a calm and majestic tone-the villain BOSS's future-style heroic and brave army commander.A group of chirping sparrows and porridge females who were still surrounding Vice-Captain Aizan last moment seemed to have been cast with the magic of time stillness or space freezing, maintaining the expression and posture of the previous moment, and instantly silenced like cicadas.

Nakagawa Ichiro, who still dressed himself up as a sapphire that was unbearable to look at, turned around from behind the rockery.For some unknown reason, he didn’t wear the black-rimmed glasses that are widely known as endorsements. The icy blue irises exposed in the air reflected the fine silhouette of the jet-black hair, which became darker and colder. The elegant and gentle words of the spring breeze in the past: "Follow me, Soyousuke"-uncharacteristically used an imperative sentence with a strong tone that is very rare in his usual gentle temperament.

Although Aizen quickly judged from the various clues of Nakagawa Ichiro that the Mao teacher in front of him is in an abnormal state that is rarely seen in a century, but compared to staying here and being discussed by a group of noisy sparrows who don't know what is enough. Onlookers, but also bear the terrible consequences of a normal individual who may be reduced to a deaf disabled person at any time, or a mentally disturbed patient who can only spend the rest of his life in a small single room with complete facilities in the fourth division, Aizen The vice-captain still resolutely chose to keep up with the fluttering blue hem of Mentor Mao. ——Even breaking the neck or piercing the heart is much better than continuing to execute piecemeal mentally.Well, let's congratulate our forward-looking Captain Hirako for successfully instilling the central idea of ​​"women are tigers" in his vice-captain's head.

Behind the rockery, the Zhongchuan brand iceberg, which was gloomy, cold and frosty just a second ago, would make any Titanic who didn't have the brains to bump into it, and died of hatred. You're not scared, are you, Soyousuke?"

And Princess Aizen, who was rescued from a group of sharp-mouthed big demon kings by the handsome Nakagawa knight with a black face, only smiled unusually calmly when faced with this special ability to turn her face faster than a book: I would like to thank Mr. Zhong Chuan for his generosity, the enthusiasm of the ladies is really overwhelming."

"That group of girls?" Ichiro Nakagawa raised his eyebrows, and smiled suddenly as if recalling some interesting memories, "That's not enthusiasm, it's just relying on the unreliable reason of 'youth and inadequacy' It’s just bullying. If you don’t want to deal with those troublesome girls, the best way is to keep your mouth shut and leave. Of course, I’m more inclined to teach those lawless little girls a lesson that they will never forget.”

"What a surprise, I always thought Mr. Zhongchuan was a very gentle person." Aizen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Gentle people will not be called 'ghosts of Tao' by the students behind their backs." Ichiro Nakagawa's sapphire blue eyes flashed with an unknown light, "You don't need to thank me, I'm just It’s just following orders. In fact, if it’s my own wish, I would actually like to see how you, Soyousuke, will get away with your own strength.”

The young vice-captain Aizen was not swayed by the alienated words spoken in a gentle and elegant tone by the mentor Mao in front of him, he put down his slender fingers pressed on the mirror bridge, and asked softly with a gentle smile: "Then Mr. Nakagawa must I also know the whereabouts of Captain Pingzi." - deep and soft, calm and unhurried, but with an almost aggressive and clear determination.

Ichiro Nakagawa was startled for a moment, then stroked the bridge of his nose and let out a soft low laugh with an obvious concealment meaning: "I don't know whether it is Master Fuchuan who knows things like a god, or you, Yousuke You, have a good heart for him. Is there a strange spiritual pressure? Follow this spiritual pressure and you will be able to find your Captain Hirako."

After a short and unambiguous farewell, Aizen followed the Reiatsu sign guided by Ichiro Nakagawa and walked into the bamboo forest of Sifengyuan House, which occupies a particularly far-reaching and vast area. The turning point separated by the stone was interrupted suddenly, but the steady Reiatsu that Hirako Mako was always suppressed by the master's conscious restraint had clearly appeared on the edge of the limit that the sensory nerves could touch.This is absolutely impossible to be a cute and wonderful coincidence...but if it is not a coincidence, then the looming silhouette hidden behind the heavy darkness must be huge and powerful beyond imagination.Aizen's right hand unconsciously caressed his waist, the deep-rooted conditioned reflex of being a high-level god of death made him instinctively seek the cold and hard touch of Zanpakuto.Of course, when Vice Captain Aizen, who was accompanying him to the banquet instead of going to the battlefield, was temporarily relieved of his responsibilities and obligations as the god of death, all he could touch with his fingertips was the same icy, cold and empty air. --with no doubt.

Visiting with a sabre, hip and sword, even in the Jingling Court where martial arts are practiced, is a disrespectful act that has nothing to do with words such as friendship and kindness, especially when you are visiting a nobleman you are not very familiar with.

Aizan temporarily dispelled the tangled thoughts in his head about how many intricate relationships were entangled behind Hideaki Fukagawa's slender waist. He really needed to understand that this was slowly showing him something different from the calm and peaceful appearance on the surface. But before that, as a meticulous and considerate 24-filial deputy team, he should first think about how to appear at the right time and place In front of his captain, wouldn't he not know how to flatter him and break through the good things that his captain didn't want him to know at all? ——The young and proud vice-captain Aizen didn't realize or unconsciously ignored certain facts. If the same thing happened more than a month ago, he would definitely choose without hesitation with the mentality of a rebellious adolescent He smashed the good thing of his immediate boss, and appreciatively admired the wonderful changes on that unruly face after crossing the restricted area, even though afterwards he had to spend at least three times more energy than usual to appease the narrow-minded captain.However, now he chooses to be estranged, gentle, considerate, obedient, and calmly estranged.

It is obvious that the balance broken by Fukagawa Hideaki's probe has begun to tilt quietly. The already fragile and sensitive relationship between Mako Hirako and Aizen has begun another round of subtle but violent evolution. A domino will surely spread to corners that even the creators never expected.

But now, bypassing the rockery and passing through the bamboo forest, Aizen's forehead, who is hiding behind a clump of exceptionally verdant green bamboos, is aching for a vision beyond the wildest novelist's delusions.Well, well, he did not have the chance to see the cause and the process, but he can clearly see the climax and the ending.Of course, Vice Captain Aizen, who has a deep understanding of his captain's heinous sense of spiritual pressure, doesn't think that a beautiful and powerful slap in the face can make that person who is not obvious on the surface, but in fact The blond captain, who was suspicious, cautious and meticulous, suddenly short-circuited his keen sensory nerves.

Um?Yes, you are not dazzled at all.We seem to have been fortunate enough to witness the unexpected and even sensational horror of the vice-captain Aizan who has been lucky E recently.Even his good dynamic vision, which is not inferior to any captain of the Goutei [-]th Division, captured Hirako's unforeseen moment before the opponent waved his palm at that moment, which can be called lightning. Turning his head to one side, and even with the buffer to prevent problems before they happen, there was still a loud and clear sound when the palm touched the cheek, and four red marks that were quickly congested after a moment of paleness.Of course, he could see more clearly the glistening tears in the assailant's black eyes that were about to cry, and the twisted lines of the well-shaped red lips.Naturally, that not-so-familiar but impressive Aizen's handsome handsome face with gloomy beauty couldn't escape the faithful image of the light. ——Yuki Kurobu, the third seat of Yuki from the Sixth Division, the classmate and childhood friend who has been entangled with Mako Hirako is running away after the accident at lightning speed.

It was indeed an ambiguous scene that most inspired the gossip of the "Women's Association Journal"'s most speculative writers.Briefly ignoring the fact that the Fifth Division is actually the largest supplier of the legendary classics of the "Women's Association Journal", the vice-captain Aizen enjoyed himself in a leisurely manner.

Sure enough, the blond captain who received a solid slap returned his head, which was greatly deviated from the normal position. The dead fish eyes that looked more gloomy and impatient, stared straight at the hiding place of their vice-captain: "Souyousuke, when do you want to see?"

"I thought Captain Hirako wouldn't want a third person to know what you look like now." Aizen quietly let go of his right hand that was unconsciously clenched into a fist near his belt when the slap was ringing in his ears, and slowly walked out of the shelter provided by the verdant bamboo forest .

Probably in order to avoid the extra pain caused by the unbearably red and swollen left cheek, Mako Hirako just pulled the corner of his mouth on the right side to reveal a bit of bone-specific paleness: "How much do you see?"

In view of the consideration that sometimes lying is far more economical than telling the truth, Aizen decided to carry the lie through to the end—and with his character and credibility in the eyes of his boss, even if he told the truth honestly, his It was also impossible for the captain to award him a certificate of "honesty and trustworthiness"—so he raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly, his deep and deep voice was sincere and firm, as if he really deserved a certificate of "honesty and trustworthiness": " I didn't see anything, Captain Hirako."

"Remember what you said, Soyousuke." Hirako's Kansai accent dragged out an unforgettable sweet ending in the air. When things are dry, illegal activities, "Did you bring something like a handkerchief?"

"I'm very sorry, Captain Hirako. I didn't prepare anything like that."

"Tsk." Hirako, who twitched at the corners of his mouth and twitched his tongue, turned his head—obviously, even Captain Hirako, who is famous for his thick skin and shamelessness in the entire Goutei [-]th Division and even Jinglingting, did not think that his cheeks Hanging such a brightly-colored and highly-anticipated sign on his head, the most important thing is that he can't hide it with clumsy excuses to tell the entire aristocratic circle that what happened during the time when he disappeared from everyone's sight is a good choice—— The light gray eyeballs slid down slowly along the placket of Aizen's meticulously fitted Shiba suit, "Take off your clothes! Soyousuke!"

"Huh?" Surprised by another unexpected order from his captain, his mind went blank, Aizen subconsciously pressed the edge of the skirt of the Shiba outfit across his chest, "You don't really think that, do you?"

"Whispering, if I tell you to take it off, you can take it off obediently!" Pingzi stepped forward and pulled Aizen's arm protecting his chest, and was about to do it himself.

"Captain, you can't do this!" Lan Ran's vice-captain crossed his arms around his chest in front of his wolf-like boss, defending his meticulous domineering outfit as firmly as defending the chastity of a chrysanthemum.

Captain Hirako, who was angry from his heart, raised his toes and touched Aizen's fragile knees neatly. The suddenly hit lower body could no longer support the weight of his body, and he was extremely embarrassed. Fall back.With quick eyesight and quick hands, Captain Hirako, who took off the vice-captain's snow-white belt, swooped forward, using his slightly thin but still adult man's weight to suppress all of Aizen's resistance, and suddenly pulled away the loose and crumbling skirt that had lost the restraint of the belt .

"Captain Pingzi, please stop quickly! (Xiao Mako, you are...)"

The deep voice of the vice-captain's unshakable surprise and another beautiful, soft and slippery voice resounded in his ears at the same time.Immediately afterwards, the three parties involved saw the ambiguous scene in front of them without any suspense.

"Oh, oh, I didn't see anything, you guys go on, go on." Hideaki Fukawa, who was the first to release the petrification state, turned around slowly at a speed comparable to slow-motion playback, "I didn't expect Makoto to be so enthusiastic and like Mutian. Field battle on the ground."

You are the one who likes to play field games, and your whole family and genealogy like to play field games!Mako Hirako angrily continued to tear at Lan Ran's chest-opening Shiba outfit, and even more violently stretched her sinful hands towards the soft, white and flawless undershirt.

"Captain Hirako! Please stop doing such inexplicable things!" Once again grabbed the slender wrist of the outrageous captain sitting on his stomach, "Using my underwear as a fig leaf will only attract more unnecessary eyes!"

Feeling the tightness on the nape of the neck, the collar suddenly loosened. The blond captain who looked down at him from above finally let go of his innocent undershirt. With sweat dripping on the back of his head, Hirako Makoto's serious and serious Kansai accent sounded again: "In this case, is the only way we have left is to climb over the wall and get out?"

Vice-captain Aizen, who had just supported half of his body, flicked his wrist, and almost sent his precious head into intimate contact with Mother Earth's broad embrace again. ——Having worked so hard for so long, can he still not escape the fate of overturning the wall of Sifengyuan's house?