return trip

Except for the Xu I encountered during the day, Ichigo's life was quite satisfactory. Due to the influence of her own powerful spiritual power, people around her also encountered some things one after another.

When Inoue and Chadu faced those who needed protection, they both erupted with great strength and acquired incredible abilities.Ichigo also gained combat experience and more knowledge about the god of death during this period of running around.

"Well done Ichigo, don't let up today!" Lucia clenched her fists to encourage her. She seemed to have a special liking for opening the window, and supported the window sill with one hand, and jumped down gracefully, "I have something to go out for."

"Idiot, let's go through the main entrance." Ichigo could only sigh when he couldn't stop him.

Youzi knocked on her door, holding a black tight dress in his hand, and showed it to Ichigo specially: "My sister will look good in this."

Ichigo couldn't stand her expectant eyes, half covered his eyes with his hands, and reluctantly took the skirt over, Yuko frowned, went out and closed the door.

Ichigo gave up the jeans suit she had prepared long ago, and reluctantly changed into a dress. There was a full-length mirror in her room, and the person in the mirror held the strap of the dress awkwardly, and finally combed her long hair with her ten fingers. Her skin color was already fair, but against the black background, her skin was white and shiny.

Actually...it's pretty pretty, isn't it?

The school organized an off-campus calligraphy practice activity. Not many people signed up in the class. The teacher ordered a few students to participate, and Ichigo was one of them.

Ichigo went early, and there were not many people in the practice room. The teacher at the door told her to use one-on-one teaching methods for better teaching.

Ichigo, who just wanted to make up the numbers, felt her scalp tingling, she had no interest in this.

The teacher enthusiastically pushed her to room five, and winked at her playfully: "The new teacher is very handsome, you will definitely like his class."

Ichigo thinks that no matter how handsome he is, he can't change the fact that the calligraphy class is boring, and he can't show impatience on his face.After she entered the door, she only saw a man who was much taller than her with a smile in his eyes, looking at her tenderly.

"You came."

These words were as soft as the wind passing through the banquet. He was sitting in an elegant and upright posture. Although his eyes were fixed on her, he did not feel warm, making people feel that he was admiring himself from the bottom of his heart.

It is undeniable that this is indeed a handsome guy.After carefully observing the other person's face, Ichigo thought to himself, but calligraphy class cannot be less boring because of his face.

"Hi teacher."

The other party nodded and motioned for her to write a few words on the paper she had prepared earlier.Picking up the pen, Ichigo didn't pay much attention to the eyes of the people behind him.But her writing must have been very messy, even she couldn't bear to look at her own handwriting directly, she wrote too hard, the thick ink seeped into the paper, there was no room for rescue.

Ichigo silently dragged the paper down a bit: Oops, I'm afraid the teacher is going to be angry.

The teacher was not angry, but said politely: "I'm offended, please allow me to teach you like this."

He approached Ichigo's body with a masculine calm aura. Ichigo was wearing a tight-fitting dress today, and he could clearly feel the other person's body temperature. It wasn't too hot, even a little cold.The other party's hand was attached to the back of her hand, adjusting her gestures, and sniffed warm breath in her ear: "Hold the pen like this."

The opponent's sense of proportion was excellent, and he quickly put a certain distance away from Ichigo - except for the hands.His handwriting is indeed very good, and he is very serious in teaching. In the end, Ichigo can write a few words similar to him in a decent way.

"Although lacking in talent, these words are well written and worthy of praise." The other party said with satisfaction, the eyes under the lens were as deep as a deep pool of water, and the swirling vortex engulfed Ichigo.With two fingers, he held the stalk of the standing flower in the vase on the table, and gently brought it out of the vase, still with slight water marks.

Ichigo took the flower he handed over and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

"Horse Drunken Wood."

"Why don't you ask why I gave you this."

Ichigo sniffed the smell of the horse drunken wood in his hand, and didn't care: "If you ask so much, you still have to give me the flowers. Can you still ask me?"

The other party seemed to be amused by her: "Acceptance is a must."

At the last moment when the door was closed, Ichigo saw the teacher wearing glasses smiling as before, and probably wanted to say something to her, but she didn't hear clearly, even the other's face began to blur in her memory.

"The drunken horse represents danger."

"You're more...unbelievable than I thought."

Rukia has always been elusive these days, and she often misses classes. Ichigo always has a strange premonition that her recent behavior is too abnormal.

Ichigo plans to ask her tonight...if Rukia is here.

The horse drunk wood that I brought back that day asked You Zi to look after it. I just changed a new vase today. You Zi put the vase on a table. .

"Sister, it's growing really well. I'm wondering if I should buy a pot and put it on the balcony later. It will grow a lot of flowers."

"Give this to you if you like it, it's useless for me to hold it."

"No, no, this belongs to my sister, can my sister buy me a pot next time?" Youzi asked, holding her hand.

"Well, pull the hook."

The crescent moon was tightly attached to the night sky, and Ichigo saw Rukia coming back from the outside through the window, and the other party also noticed her, and met her eyes with a certain sadness.

Rukia seemed to have guessed her thoughts, and her words were straightforward and sharp: "This is my business, so don't ask."

Of course Ichigo could hear the unusual bluntness in her words, he folded his hands, his eyes widened: "Are you kidding me, you eat mine, drink mine, use mine, and sleep in the same bed with me, of course I I'm going to ask."

Rukia was stunned, looked at her helplessly, and hurriedly said: "Idiot, why don't you live longer?"

"Sure enough, there is something to hide from me. If you don't tell me today..."

"Ichigo, where did these flowers come from?" Rukia interrupted her, looking at the bouquet of flowers even with horror in her eyes.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Ichigo quickly dropped the topic just now, and talked to her about it: "It was given by the teacher of the calligraphy class. Is there any problem? Could it be that there is something false in it?"

Rukia: ...

"No," Rukia fiddled with the petals of the horse's drunken tree casually, and murmured, "Maybe I'm thinking too much."

"Ichigo, can we sleep together again tonight?" Rukia asked.

Ichigo wondered: "Didn't they sleep together all the time?"

Lucia's brows and eyes were soothed, and her voice fell softly in the room: "Yes, we have been together."

Ichigo didn't expect Rukia to hug her so tightly tonight.Although she looks petite, but she is really strong, Ichigo saw that her brows were frowning, he must have encountered something in a dream, so he let her hold her.

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