[Reaper Lanping] Dark River

A man who has never had setbacks has met setbacks.

These words should be more appropriate to describe Aizen.It was true 110 years ago when I was vice-captain, and it will be true 110 years later.

For example, the contact of someone you care about one night.

The moment when he was defeated by Kurosaki Ichigo 110 years later and given up by Bengyu.It must be said that his weakness is seeing things happen that don't appear in his plans and ideas.

Everyone has weaknesses, and Aizen is no exception.He is accustomed to mastering the overall situation, playing with people's hearts, and being outside of others. Every time he encounters this kind of thing (although only twice), he will face an inevitable failure.

In the endless darkness, the five senses are sealed, leaving only the self to be able to move. Indulging in the dreamland of innocence with Jinghua Shuiyue, it is not practice, but trying to get rid of the darkness of millions of years.Because the mirror can't hypnotize myself, what I see when I open my eyes is darkness, and what I see when I close my eyes is the river I don't know, the Japanese buildings on both sides, and Mako Hirako who has existed in the dream since that day.

If only it were this quiet, you.

It's also very strange to feel like this, I didn't expect to get such an effect after doing that thing.That's right, this ghost path was originally invented by myself, and even I didn't know what effect it would have on the user after using it.

Or maybe it's just my obsession.

The people around him were expressionless, with habitually drooping eyelids half covering their dark golden pupils.He stretched out his hand to comb the long golden hair and held it in his hand.Because the sense of touch is sealed, even with such movements, you can't feel any weight and sense of touch.

So he took it upon himself to make up the memory of that night.

Unfortunately, that was the first time he touched Pingzi's long hair, and it was also the last time.

"You have no expression, you," he said.

It's just that I can't even hear my own voice in my dreams, which is so sad.The trembling in the throat, with regret and confusion, may live with such a dream from now on.Borrowing the ability of Mirror Flower and Water Moon, I can only see this scene, nothing more.

Rejecting Yuhabach and choosing to help Jinglingting, apart from nostalgia and pride, selfishly speaking, it is because Yuhabach broke his dream.

What does the destruction of Jingling Court have to do with me?

Jingle Chunshui told him that all the captains were fighting hard, many were seriously injured, and old man Yamamoto died.

That's a real pity.

The captain and vice-captain of the first team died in battle, and the spirit pressure of the captain of the fourth team disappeared.So, is everyone else still alive?

So when returning to the ground, the exposed eye was looking for its own target from the beginning.Originally, it didn't matter if this place was turned into ruins, but because that person was there——

Aizen Soyousuke thought of this and closed his eyes.

——Sure enough, it’s because of that person’s presence, right?

He can't deal with things that are not within his plan and imagination; although it sounds like a big weakness, but because Aizen Soyousuke's own genius and almost impeccable, to find his weakness and shake him, it becomes became a very difficult thing.

Amma Chizuru keeps dreaming about the same man lately.A man named Soyousuke Aizen, wearing a black kimono, met him on the red bridge over the Aizen River.The gentle gaze and touch, from the confusion at the beginning, to the expectation later.

Every day when I fall asleep, I also have the unique joy of a girl.

"Ah, is that Miss Tenma?"

——Now this man is standing in front of him.

The gentle eyes, kind smile, and handsome face are exactly the same as in the dream.After all, she is still a young girl, so she will inevitably have fantasies about romantic love.When the person in the dream is standing in front of you, everyone will blush and heartbeat, right?

She lowered her head, her whole body was hot with excitement.

In the dream, the man would always hold her face with a little bit of toughness and look directly at her.

"Ah, Mr. Lan Ran, you still have to believe in marriage!"

Another man's voice sounded beside him.He raised his head, and saw a man with slanted bangs in front of short blond hair, elongated his voice like this, as if he was happy, and patted the shoulder of a man named Aizen.

That man was as handsome as Aizen, and the other girls beside him seemed to be pointing in this direction.He is handsome, speaks a Kansai accent, and although his smile may be too bright, but this is what girls like nowadays. He is a handsome, mature man.

It's just that Tianma Chizuru didn't care.

"Ping Zijun, please don't say that." Aizen's voice sounded above his head, as gentle as the winter sun.

Ah, why do I use this metaphor...

While Amma Chizuru was still thinking wildly, Aizen turned his head and looked at Mako Hirako who was leaning against a pillar with a relaxed expression.

"Look what I'm doing, you still look back when there is a crush around?"

Gee.

Aizen rolled his eyes impatiently in his heart, no matter how many years have passed, Hirako still makes him angry when he is stupid.

"Head up," he said to Amma Chizuru.

Tianman raised his head hesitantly, and what he saw was Aizen's smile just like in his dream.

"Would you like to introduce this shrine to me?" Aizen asked her.

A thin blush appeared on the girl's face again: "Damn, of course!"

Tianma, who turned around to lead the way, seemed to remember something again, turned his head past Aizen and looked at Pingzi: "Well, you are also...?"

Hirako smirked and waved his hands: "Ah, I'm a little tired, Aizen-kun asked Ms. Tenman to show you the shrine! Aizen-kun, please, Ms. Tenman!"

Watching the distant figures of a man and a woman, he put his focus on the pillar behind him, immediately lost his smile, and took out his mobile phone to call Urahara and the others.

"Hey, Kisuke, what..." He looked at Tenma, who was taking Aizen to visit the enshrinement shop, and reported to them while observing, "I just brought Aizen to the shrine, and the girl herself So I came over to strike up a conversation with Aizen... Hey Ichigo! Isn't it a strike up to say "I saw you in a dream" when you came up? Give the phone to Kisuke! Ah, yes, she said so. "

The two of them and the cat were still discussing about that girl, thinking that Aizen still couldn't walk (?) today and didn't go out. Unexpectedly, the two of them swaggered to the Tenman Shrine, and they were not afraid of the god of death on the way or the black hands behind the scenes.

"Because of that, ah, I don't know why I can enter his mental image world, and then his knife spoke to me... Said that the girl at the shrine, the one you saw yesterday, is innocent."

Urahara Kisuke looked up at the ceiling, and stretched his sore neck by the way: "I thought you would guess that it was Aizen-kun's mental world. It seems that after so many years, your IQ still hasn't improved much~"

Mako Hirako immediately yelled back at the phone with a Kansai accent: "Hey, don't talk like me! It's disgusting!"

"Well, don't stand aside and take care of Aizen-kun." Urahara sighed after finishing speaking, "Mako and you too, don't get angry for no reason at this time."

"How could I? You learned how to speak from me first!" Pingzi scratched the back of his head, got up and followed slowly.In front of the cleansing basin, Tianma held up a ladle full of water. With his good eyesight, he could easily see how the water flowed down those slender hands that were once stained with blood.

Urahara continued to instruct: "Now we have brought the sword back, and now all that is left is to find Dao Po."

Because it's the ghost way imposed by himself, Hirako can easily see that the body of Jinghua Suigetsu is being carried behind Aizen's back.

"Let him investigate by himself and nothing will happen." Hirako continued to scratch the top of his head, took out a one hundred yen coin from his trousers pocket, and was about to try to draw a fortune, with his back to the two people.

Urahara's voice became a little more serious: "Don't forget, the current Aizen-kun may faint or even dissipate if he is slightly stimulated by your spiritual pressure. He is not the Aizen who can single out the captains of the [-]th Division of the Court. It is an existence similar to an ordinary person, even with a weaker body composition than ordinary people. At the same time, he is also the last bondage to the river outside—if he dies, and the culprit cannot transfer such a huge soul force, then the time will be about the same as our initial guess."

All human beings are crushed by the huge spirit particles, and their souls are scattered and become spirit particles. Wherever this burst of spiritual power passes, no matter whether it is a human, a god of death or a ghost, they will all die.

"As the source, he still has a chance to recover the spiritual power, so don't take it lightly."

"Hi, I see—"

He drew out his fortune sign and unfolded it.

Good luck at the end.Not bad, he fully unfolded the sign with one hand.

He skipped the waka and looked directly at the column of fortune.

"I'll find it anyway, since I already know the target is there." Hirako muttered, "Anyway, I will pay more attention, and I will contact you if there is anything."

Ichigo looked at Urahara, and Urahara shrugged, expressing his weakness.Although the lazy voice is one of the representatives of Hirako Mako, I always feel very uneasy after listening to it.

"Azimuth, due to the west; lost things, you will find them soon... Jobs, encountering difficulties; relationships, falling into difficulties, what are you doing? Why is this the end of the world..."

Hirako, who was holding a paper sign in his hand and was about to hang it on the tree, saw Aizen and Tenma walking towards the tree.

Good luck, good luck; travel, it's advisable... Is it possible that this last luck is because this lottery puts all the good things behind?

"Ah, Mr. Hirako."

Happily, Tianman was the first to greet him, and Hirako had just tied up the lottery, and turned around, looking in a good mood: "Miss Tianman~ Aizen-kun didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"how could be?"

Amma Chizuru quickly waved her hand: "Souyoujie-kun is fine."

Even the name is called.

"Ah, Mr. Hirako, it's Mr. Aizen... Soyousuke-kun, you can call him that."

Perhaps there were too many strange elements in Hirako's eyes, Tianma hurriedly explained.It's really weird to exchange names with a man you meet for the first time.

"Ah, since I'm Aizen-kun's friend, why don't you call me Mako too?"

"Hey, ah...Mako-kun can also call me Chizuru..."

Really cute girl.But now Hirako Mako has no intention of having the same eager conversation with the girl as she usually does with other women.

"That's all for today."

Aizen stretched out his hand to pick up Pingzi, and said to Qianhe with a smile: "After all, I'm just here to collect scenery, so there are other scenic spots to go—"

Under Qianhe's somewhat regretful and disappointed eyes, he added: "But if the sun is still good tomorrow, I will come back with a camera."

The girl's eyes sparkled suddenly - Hirako felt that she seemed to be in the way now.Without waiting for him to say anything, Aizen grabbed his hand and walked towards the gate of the shrine.

"Ah, see you later, little Qianhe!"

In the end, he only had time to say hello to Amami Chizuru, and Aizen pulled him away even more forcefully.

After walking out of the gate and leaving the torii far behind, Mako Hirako realized that she was now held by Aizen's hand.

"Hey, Aizen..."

"I probably know what's going on," Aizen interrupted him, "Let's go back and talk about it first."

The hands were still held tightly, and the unexplainable dissatisfaction that had arisen just now dissipated.

"I'll find Urahara to solve the rest of the matter, you can go back to Soul Soul Realm first." Said Aizen, frowning in a rare way.This appearance is not at all like the Aizen in his previous impression, who always smiled coldly and said that he wanted to stand in the sky.

Pingzi tried hard to pull his hand out of Aizen's hand—how could he have so much strength when he looked like he was about to die yesterday—while he spoke, a little annoyed: "Hey, let me be clear, what is Let me go back to the Soul Realm?"

"That's probably the one I've transformed before." Aizen also confessed without any concealment, "But you can't deal with it, you have nothing to do here."

He seemed very worried about his appearance, and put on a helpless face.

"Aizen," he stopped, so Aizen also stopped, looking back at him.

"Are you still trying to lie to me?" The golden-brown eyes looked at him impatiently, "Did you lie to me from the beginning?"

Aizen's worries and worries gradually disappeared, and he tilted his head and looked down at Hirako Mako, with playfulness in his eyes.

"Although it's true that you lost the knife, it's no accident that I found you in the soul world-you forced me into this incident, and you must let me follow you, as if you want to prove your innocence... …Although I don’t know the significance of your doing these things, it must have nothing to do with throwing the knife, am I right?”

Thinking about it carefully, it is not necessary for Aizen to keep him by his side.Without him, maybe Kyoka Suigetsu would have found Kurosaki Ichigo or Urahara Kisuke.

Although Aizen seemed to be passive from the beginning to the end, he was always led by Aizen.

"I won't be fooled by you again." He said without hesitation, looking directly into those brown eyes that revealed interest.

Among the passing tourists, they held hands and stood in place. From time to time, some people cast their eyes on them, and then quickly moved away.

Aizen looked at him quietly: "It is indeed as you think, I keep you by my side, it has nothing to do with throwing the knife with me."

With a deep and mellow voice, he said slowly.

The hand he was holding was still struggling, and his strength was running low.That fresh temperature is in my hands.It's not my own fantasy. In the silent night, standing on the dilapidated bridge, I suddenly want to feel something that I can't feel.

"I just judged based on your strength that you are not suitable to stay by my side now, that's all."

The upturned corners of the eyes habitually bring out a bit of sharpness and irony. This is the Aizen he is familiar with and hates, the Aizen who deceives all those who trust him with a gentle mask.

"Say this when I can kill you at any time, Aizen, do you think I really won't kill you?"

When he said these words, Tao's bewildered face appeared in front of his eyes, and when he grabbed his hair and forced himself to look away, he caught the winter cherry blossoms on the window sill.

Please don't say things like that.

Momo's tears and sad expression when she heard herself swearing to kill Aizen.

"Will you?" Lan Ran asked him back, and still held his hand tightly and did not let go.

Neither of the two men backed down, and Mako Hirako's eyes contained the familiar disgust and the obstinacy he was fascinated by.

Probably because he was a little sick, Aizen gave a wry smile in his heart, even if he was hated, he thought it was acceptable, and he still enjoyed that look.

"Soyousuke, uh, listen!"

After the initial panic, Hirako Mako returned to her usual demeanor: "If you dare to speak out, I will hand over all the official documents for the next ten years to you to complete. I will take everyone in the team out to do the task. Do you hear me?" ?!"

There was no deterrent threat at all, Aizen finally touched the glasses, just about to put them on, but as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at Pingzi.

"Captain, do you like me like this?"

Hirako Mako scratched her face, with a suspicious blush still remaining on it: "Ah, that, anyway, it looks better than those glasses you wear..."

"But I like the captain no matter what he looks like." Aizen didn't want to hear him finish his sentence, so he said softly.

When he saw the captain who was usually idle, his eyes suddenly widened, his mouth was half open, as if he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

So he smiled more softly, a completely sincere smile that he had never seen before.

"No matter what kind of captain it is, I like it very much."

It would be nice if time stopped at this moment.

It would be nice if this moment became forever.

The light fragrance of cherry blossoms was blown into the bedroom along the wind, floating between them.

"You, you, you... Soyousuke..."

The man with long blond hair pointed at him, tongue-tied: "I remember you didn't have a drink today..."

This kind of speech really made him sigh habitually: "I didn't drink, captain, it was you who drank."

He counted the time in his mind and raised one eyebrow: "By the way, I boiled the bath water for you. Since the captain is awake now, I'll go back first—"

"what!"

On the contrary, Pingzi walked over very angrily, clasped his shoulders with both hands, and looked a little vicious: "You want to leave after saying this?"

What are you waiting for if I don't go? !He saw such a sentence in Aizen's eyes, it seemed that after the astonishing speech just now, the deputy captain had returned to his usual state of resignation.

"Do you want to leave after saying this?"

"...Otherwise? The captain still needs to rest?"

Aizen's face was as it should be: "If it caused trouble to the captain, it would be really embarrassing, but I have been wanting to say this for a long time, so..."

"No trouble!" Hirako grabbed him, and after saying this, he pursed his mouth tightly again, lowered his head slightly, and turned away to look at the tatami.

Aizen stretched out his hand, trying to grab Hirako Mako's hand off his shoulder, and said, "If you don't have one, please let it go. I'm very tired tonight."

"I like you too."

"what??!!"

The voice is very low, but serious.Aizen looked at Hirako in disbelief, and Hirako Mako repeated it as if she was going all out.

"Souyousuke's words... Even if I usually wear those old-fashioned glasses... I like it very much."

As if hearing an incredible speech, Aizen's pupils constricted for a moment.

An answer I never thought of.

That's the captain who usually doesn't seem to care about anything, said to him.

"Sousuke, I like you."

Something that was never expected, something that was not planned and imagined, happened unexpectedly.