[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Hey, what do you mean by closing the door and releasing strawberries? Tell me clearly! Hirako Mako." The little strawberry savior, who was pushed out with a slap to accept the enigmatic eyes of the blue boss, was dissatisfied and irresponsibly dropped the strawberry in front of him. What a mess, the blond masquerade complained, "How many times have I said, it's a chirp, not a chirp! Don't always call me by the wrong name on purpose!"—I said, Orange Strawberry Bananas and pineapples... Anyway, the fruit savior, isn't your focus a little bit off topic?

The blond-haired mask is very face-saving, as if it was a gift from scanning the dilapidated walls and ruins in front of him with critical eyes that were forced to pick out a cushion that could barely fit under the buttocks out of a pile of poor-quality cushions. He shifted his gaze, and soon put on a tight expression of cleanliness attack and waved his hand indifferently: "Anyway, they sound similar, and little strawberry, should you focus on your opponent now?" body?"

"I just said it's a chirp, not a chirp, and what's up with that sauce with ecstatic wavy lines~~~!" Waving the swastika, which is huge compared to the god of death, looks like a child's Tiansuo Zhanyue, who is as thin as a toy, and Kurosaki Strawberry, who is the absolute protagonist of this world, seems to have finally regained the professional ethics of running away from home. Zhuo Ran's posture single-handedly arranged the return scroll of the captain of the thirteenth division of Goutei. At this stage, the appearance rate of the villain BOSS, which is the absolute focus of the event center, did not grab the finger of Tiansuo Zhanyue and poke the tip of the BOSS's nose. Yes, you're just watching me go all out with this utterly strong monster! Do you still have a conscience?"

Finally found a cushion that could barely bear the invisible weight of her honorable buttocks. Mako Hirako inserted the Nifu casually by her feet, expressing her dissatisfaction with the comfort of the cushion with her frown. The careless Kansai You can hear his absent-minded perfunctory with the strands of hair in his voice: "Although I don't have many things like conscience, I still have some in stock, so I will never watch you go all out. Little Strawberry."

Finally overcoming the untimely psychological barrier, the blond mask sitting on the wreckage of a smooth and flat wall met the expectant face of a certain hybrid fruit: "When the time comes, I will close my eyes." The colorful palette on Strawberry’s face was not exciting enough, a certain blond bastard speaking with a Kansai accent put on a special expression that he used to intervene in the funeral ceremony of the captain of the [-]th squad, and said slowly with a solemn expression and a sad tone, “ I will take good care of your lovely younger sisters and your father-in-law who is a bit off-line, so you can go with peace of mind."

"Moon-tooth-day-to-chong-"

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"Pfft—this tone, this expression, this demeanor...it's just, it's just...ahahaha..."

"Have you laughed enough?"

"I know I shouldn't, but Dabai, poof——, this shameless expression really looks like you did back then."

"From now on, I'll give you 15 minutes to deal with your emotions, Bird White." Qi Bai, who directly said the other party's complete code name, gracefully shook his fingers with beautiful bones and smooth lines, "If you still I can't control my emotions like a healthy adult, and I don't mind using a little unconventional means to help you."

"Well, I'll try my best to ensure that we won't fly into the sky with the fragments of the Gate of Vientiane because of emotional fluctuations. But I'm curious, if I really can't control it, what extraordinary measures will you take?"

Qi Bai also stared coldly at the smiling white-haired beauty in front of him, his pure black pupils were like unpolished obsidian shining hazy but cold light in the dancing firelight: "Rape|rape you."

Dr. Bai suddenly embraced Qi Baiyi's slender neck, showing off the enchanting golden amber, and licked the beautifully curved lip line with the tip of his bright red tongue, letting the almost whispering whisper sweetly and seductively wind at the end of the auditory nerve: "Then ,What are you waiting for?"

Qi Bai also: "...Get lost."

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh whom In terms of thickness, you really are a well-deserved monster, Soyousuke."

"The man who demolished my seven palaces in one go when he lost his mind doesn't seem to have the right to say that, Captain Hirako." Aizen brushed away the black spiritual pressure that had not yet dissipated on his chest with one hand. Strawberry froze in disbelief and swept across his face, with a smile of unknown meaning, "Are you really assured that this child will fight me alone?"

"What, Soyousuke." Hirako shrugged his shoulders slightly, "I always thought that you were interested in the little strawberry, so it turns out that the scope of the defense has unknowingly expanded to include me? "

"I've always been interested in Captain Hirako, in any sense." The deep and sexy tone of a mature man is smooth and elegant like a cello, but it doesn't lack the ambiguity of the echo resonance of a wind instrument. When Aizen, who was stingy with his tongue, focused his eyes on Strawberry Xiaoqiang, who seemed to be able to examine his soul through his body, his soft voice had recovered the dignity and arrogance that a virtual circle extreme person should have, "You seem I'm regretting it, boy who was in trouble."

Yueya Tianchong's frontal attack failed to work, which obviously dealt a considerable blow to the little strawberry of the Kurosaki family. It was almost a conditioned reflex to clenched the handle of the knife and took a step back: "Stop talking nonsense, Aizen."

"Oh?" Aizen who had put away the Zanpakuto at some point at some point looked at Little Strawberry's face that should be described as a frightened bird with a half-smile, and swept across the side of Hirako's unbearable sight Yan, "Is it nonsense, let me guess."

"When you took out the sword, you probably thought that you must hit it with one blow. The boy who was in trouble."

There is no need to deliberately activate the Sense of Words and Moments skill to see Little Strawberry's face, just relying on his right foot to step back unconsciously for half a step is enough to prove that Aizen's words are not bad.

"If this is the premise, your most powerful attack method should be the crescent sky after the virtualization. The young man who was in trouble."

This time, the one who stepped backwards was replaced by the left foot with an awkward posture due to the narrowing of the stride.

"Then, why didn't you use the strongest attack method?" Aizen stepped forward suddenly. This action caused the boy with warm short orange hair to retreat nervously. The narrow and sharp corners of his eyes were the weakest in the illusory tenderness. An aggressive cold light burst out from the edge of the knife, and the elegant and upward lip line stretched out a clear arc on the chest, "You hesitated when you drew the knife, because you were afraid of your emptiness."

"You are regretting that momentary fear. The boy who was in trouble."

The chains of Tiansuo Zhanyue collided with a crisp sound on the winding wrist of the blue veins. At this moment, the sweaty youth seemed to be a beast that was driven to a dead end, but tensed up with a raging fighting spirit.

"The reason why you tell me so much is because you don't want to face my emptiness, Aizan!" The dark and slender blade slowly pressed down, and the sharp tip pointed straight at the man who was in good shape. "My blade has already It's not like that time, that time, you can ignore it!"

"As expected, you still don't understand, Kurosaki Ichigo." Aizen lowered his eyelids slightly, the curvature of his lips was ambiguous between troubled and clear.The next moment, the warm brown pupils were covered with a white color that was cooler and brighter than the moonlight in the virtual circle. After the swastika was undone, a layer of warmth that did not belong to him was gently covered on the chest outside the Siba costume. Brown The sharp and handsome face of the brown-eyed man occupied all the field of vision with an almost threatening posture. The deep and flexible bass sounded like it came from the darkest night, the most ethereal and unfathomable whisper, every syllable seemed to be cast The magic was heavily imprinted on the moment the heart contracted to the limit, "You can try it, Heilu let out a sigh of relief. ——Before my fingertips touch your heart."