[Reaper Lanping] Dark River

Waiting for one's own master, this kind of thing was full of anticipation and joy at the beginning; later, when the other sword spirits left the sword house, and only oneself was there, the joy was slowly washed away by the sense of loneliness.

So lonely.

Especially when the master is not felt, the passage of time becomes extraordinarily long.

When will you call me?Will you like me like this?

From time to time in the corridor, there are other katanas passing by. They have heard about the katanas that were first created, waited for their masters, but have not been summoned for a long time. When they pass by, they will occasionally cast searching or pity .There are many swordsmen who wait for the right person like this, and finally wait day after day because they are not called, but she is special.

"Master Nimaiya agreed."

"Yeah, here alone or something."

"Maybe the master is also a misfit?"

Such discussions came from far away.Due to the ability to control the five senses, his five senses have also become particularly sharp.

This kind of discussion is also commonplace.

Sit on your knees, close your eyes, and imagine what might exist in the darkness.

The cherry tree outside the house occasionally sends in a few petals, which fall on the nearby tatami.The material of the moon-white brocade is embroidered with light blue cherry blossoms and dark patterns of water flow. It is laid flat on the sleeves of the tatami mat and will also be touched by the petals.

So lonely, really, so lonely.

But I don't want to go back to other people.

Opening his eyes, the dark green eyes were filled with the scene of cherry blossoms in the garden.Because it is far away from the hot spring, this cherry blossom is the last to bloom.

As long as the master is there, as long as you continue to look forward to it, the master will call me soon, right?

Will he, or she, like me?We will fight side by side, right?

When meeting for the first time, the mood must be conveyed no matter what.

Please entrust your fate to me.

I give my all to you.

In the end, Hirako still sent Hinamori out to "tangle Hitsugani-kun", in fact, to do research and let himself have free time to organize his thoughts.When he came here, Chu Sen brought a thick stack of papers for him to approve the official documents first, and she had to send them back to Soul Soul Realm at night, so as not to delay the work of the Fifth Division.

The small TV in the store kept broadcasting news, what cherry blossoms are blooming, where has the cherry blossom front line advanced, where is there a gas leak, the whole family is poisoned, and which street has a serious car accident. Find the perpetrator.As soon as the others left, the Urahara store, which wasn't particularly large, seemed to be vacant at once.Sitting cross-legged on one side of the low plane, Urahara turned out from behind, carrying a teapot and a small plate of snacks, and sat opposite him.

"Hey, there are only so few!" Hirako curled his lips, "I haven't eaten lunch yet, can I have some more, please?"

"I didn't know you didn't have lunch, and you didn't mention it. Mr. Tie Zhai only made this."

Hirako went to the Urahara store at noon, and then had a conversation with Hitsugaya, who came to find the letter, and Urahara deduced Aizen's intentions, and called Aizen.While making a lot of noise, I was working on the official documents brought by Chimori that must be approved by the captain, and the whole afternoon passed like this.

Putting the official documents aside, Hirako pulled over the matcha-flavored snacks brought back from Kyoto, squinted at the small TV screen, and said, "I've been working all afternoon, and I still have to worry about what to do tomorrow." Investigate everywhere—hey, things like kitchen explosions happen, humans are really careless creatures."

In the current world news, there are all kinds of warm flash reports, but also such confusion.Thinking that the real chaos has passed for a long time, and now he can work leisurely in this world and sit down with peace of mind, in the past he must have felt incredible.

It seems that Urahara also thought of the same thing.

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since that battle."

The former captain and the current store manager took off his striped hat, sighing in this way, while brewing the green tea brought back by Xiao Yu.Picking up the pottery teacup, Hirako took a sip, the aroma of green tea penetrated into the nostrils, and brought with it the unique warmth of rising water mist.

"What are you talking about?" He put down his teacup and said in a disgusted tone, "As long as there is something about him, it will be very troublesome, tsk."

Rather, it is because there is no way to judge, so I naturally become anxious.

Memories of the past flushed through his mind.No matter how unpleasant Aizen's powers are, it's impossible for Aizen to have the ability to forge memories of the past (although he's seen others with this ability).In that illusory night like a dream, the inner emotions did exist.

Saying that I am on guard against you, preventing you from meddling in my affairs, and refusing you to understand me--he actually has the nerve to say that, obviously he is the one who hides the deepest.

Thinking of this, he grabbed the teacup angrily and took a sip.

"Ah, it's so hot——"

"Ugh……"

Looking at Hirako, who was almost in tears, sticking out his tongue and gasping for breath, Urahara sighed loudly: "I didn't even get to the point, Mr. Hirako."

The crisp sound of swords and swords crisscrossing and colliding is still echoing in my ears. The other party is dressed in white, whether it is surprise, calmness, or contemptuous expression, it is something more real than that night.The feeling of wanting to kill him is real, whether it is anger or sadness, it is true; but the feeling of wanting to keep him by my side is also true.

"That guy, what are you talking about because he chose me, because he knows that I don't like him, so beware of him..." He waved his hands and fanned cold air into his mouth, and said slowly in a low voice, " Because it is the vice-captain who is going to be handed over to the back, it is really stupid to give everything to the other party without gradually understanding it."

Urahara shook his head again: "Mr. Hirako, I don't mean to blame you—it's just that you never noticed Aizen's gaze at that time?"

Taking advantage of the time when Chisen went out and was not around overnight, the two men had a rare conversation with a personal touch.

"That's just a performance to gain trust, right?"

The burning sensation in his mouth dissipated a lot, and he could finally speak at a normal speed.

"But at that time, you liked him, right?" Urahara said casually.

Hirako picked up the teacup again with a trembling hand, and almost dropped the cup, staring at Urahara with wide eyes in shock: "You, you, what are you talking about? Kisuke, I didn't—"

"Although I don't know why you suddenly put away that emotion one day, but when I first became the captain, your partiality was too obvious."

While talking, Urahara rested his chin on one hand: "It was the night when you came to see me not long after I took office. Although you hid it well, but it was so late, why did Aizen follow you behind? It doesn't look like his disguise at all...You too, Hiyori just sent Captain Hikifune away, which made me feel very troubled, even though I knew her feelings, you came to tell me that the superiors can't watch The faces of the subordinates."

"Of course, you can't watch Hiyori continue to be so awkward, and you still put on a look of helplessness, it seems that you are not reliable at all!" Hirako retorted him, "What does this have to do with me and Aizen?" Does it matter?"

The shouts caused by guilt caused the needle-shaped tea leaves in the teacup to shake twice.Urahara continued: "Obviously knowing that the deputy captain followed behind him unreasonably, but he didn't punish him or alienate him. The next day, he still took him around. The partiality was too obvious. Mr. Hirako, his own deputy captain Very pampering."

The other captains also saw that Mako Hirako, who was difficult to deal with, had so much trust and partiality for his vice-captain that even Hirako himself could not detect it.It is precisely because of this that no one will doubt Aizen, which eventually led to a catastrophe.The hard-to-approach and bad-mouthed Hirako, his intuition is actually deeply trusted by others, and has always been trusted by others.

"Then it suddenly became cold one day. Although I would take him with me, I always felt that something was missing." Urahara pinched his chin instead.

Before everyone could figure it out, Aizen drove them all out of Soul Soul Realm.

Hirako lowered his head, his head was running wildly trying to find something to refute Urahara.

Recalling that when I was in the world of corpses and souls, I really treated Aizen himself in this way, and it was impossible to say any reasonable objections.Many times, when I was walking in the corridor and there was that person behind me, I had the thought of "it's good to be like this all the time, and it's good to let him always be behind me".

"Even if it is, I won't accept him again." Hirako's voice dropped, "Even if there is, I'm the only one holding that kind of weak feeling? Isn't that what Aizen wants to see? Shaking people up, breaking people down, he doesn't want to admit it, but he's really good at it."

What will Aizen do this time?Whether it's about looking for him before or recovering his memory, if he deliberately designs to deceive himself again, I'm afraid he will be fooled too.He clearly knew that he had to stay away, but he was still as close as the other party thought.

It was not the first time for Pingzi to be like this, he hated himself from the bottom of his heart.

"But maybe it's not like that?" Urahara persuaded.It is the first time that he is familiar with explaining his own invention to others, and solving emotional problems for others.When he was pierced by his own knife, he also said that he would go to the fifth team every night when he was free. Such Aizen probably expected that he would not let this kind of thing go.

"Maybe?"

"After all, if he wants to kill you, if he treats you like Dongxian, you won't have a chance to sit here, right?"

Urahara was earnest, and if he directly said what I thought Aizen Soyousuke was mean to you, Hirako would understand it to another level, and then he ran to Tokyo overnight with a knife in hand, and then another fierce battle.

Sure enough, this kind of thing is not suitable for outsiders to discuss. Whether the person believes it or not, the reaction will be terrible, right?It might not be a bad thing if they continue to misunderstand each other like this and there is no intersection.

I only hope that after he finds out what happened next...

He put his hat back on, lowering the brim to hide any strange look in his eyes.

...Don't be beaten too badly.

On the other side, as the sun was setting, Qianzuru stood beside Aizen on the roof of the school, looking at the ghost in the distance.

"You can see it now, right?"

Aizen walked over, Qianhe hesitated for a moment, put his hand on the knife at his waist, and followed suit.

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary ghost."

As Aizen approached, there was a hollow ghost in his chest, and his facial features gradually blurred.Amanda Chizuru hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Then... is this appearance normal?"

"This is an ordinary virtualization." Aizen smiled, "Although you only know a little about my affairs, but I declare in advance that I did not do anything to him."

This kind of statement is not convincing, Aizen-sensei.

"Draw your sword, classmate Tianma." Aizen said in a steady voice, which sounded very reassuring.

Then he continued with that kind of reassuring words: "But my knife is not with me at the moment, so how to kill this Xu still needs to be figured out by yourself."

So, what I heard that day was breaking the Tao or binding the Tao, is it an illusion?Chizuru, who silently complained in his heart, raised his knife, waiting for the soul to be completely blurred.

"Well, Aizen-sensei, to be honest, I have never used a sword... To be precise, I can't use any sword." She said it with a little difficulty.

The soul in front of him has completely blurred.Although she has been fully prepared for this situation, she still feels the extreme physical discomfort caused by her psychology.

"That's even better." Lan Ran said with satisfaction, "To tell you the truth, I just verified a conjecture by the way - the soul you approach will quickly disappear, what a terrible physique."

As soon as the words fell, the newly formed virtual image turned a blind eye to Ai Ran, and rushed towards the sky full of thousands of cranes.

After all, she has seen all kinds of scary things before, and with trembling hands, Amma Chizuru tried her best to hold the knife in her hand.Is this the right training method for you?She couldn't help feeling suspicious.

"It would be a pity to die, student Tianman, don't block it blindly, when your physical strength is exhausted, it is your death date."

The leisurely Aizen pointed at the side, and on the wide rooftop, in the enchantment set by Aizen, Amma Chizuru finally let out a scream that belonged to a little girl in line with her age, turned around and ran.

"But, but—Yeah!!"

When Xu approached her, he lost his human appearance more and more, and finally turned into the usual monster with a bone mask and a huge hollow in his chest.The newborn roared angrily, as if it took Amma Chizuru's escape as a joke on itself, and became extremely angry.

"Just aim at the face and cut it. It's useless to tell you how to use your spiritual power now, but you can jump up and try to avoid it."

Because it was not in Mao, Aizen directly applied the method of training Silver to Tianma Chizuru.Thinking of Ichimaru Gin, he also showed a complicated look of regret, Kai Heiqiang took the other party to the virtual circle for a virtual hunt, watching the boy struggle in the siege of Killian, it seemed that it had become a distant memory belonging to the past .

At that time, I was just watching from the side, saying a word or two from time to time.

Amma Chizuru rolled on the spot to avoid the false punch.The rapid growth of this Xu also surprised him for a while.Xu evolved by continuously devouring the same kind to gain more powerful power, but this newborn Xu's strength increased rapidly under the approach of Amma Chizuru, and his body became larger and larger, and his speed became more flexible.

Is this really the case? It's just her physique that increases Xu's strength in this way?Or are there other factors interfering?

Thinking of the so-called abnormal disappearance of the soul that appeared recently, he squinted his eyes, watching the more and more agile Xu constantly attacking Amma Chizuru, and Amma Chizuru seemed to have successfully injured Xu, but the damage on the surface was nothing Substantial usefulness.The soul disappeared, and he could also feel that the spirit particles in the air were obviously denser than before, maybe this was also a disturbing factor.

Seeing from the corner of his eye that Aizen was really just standing there, Tenma Chizuru gritted his teeth, jumped up, raised his knife and slashed at Xu's mask.

But before that, she felt a chill in her abdomen, and then lost all strength in her body.

A large amount gushed out from the abdomen, and Xu's sharp claws swung across, knocking her into the air.When the knife was out of his hand, even though he knew that he was seriously injured, his heart suddenly became very relaxed.

Aizen's expression changed from curiosity to regret.

He waved his hand in Xu's direction, and under Amma Chizuru's unbelievable gaze, Xu seemed to be separated from his head and body by a transparent giant blade, and then disappeared into the air.

...are you going to die...

Seeing Xu being wiped out and her own blood staining the roof red, Qianzuru watched the man walking towards her.He knelt down, turned himself over, put his hand over her stomach, and looked down at her somewhat disappointed.

"There won't be healing next time. Not being able to use a knife is no excuse, Tenma."

The pain in her abdomen has disappeared, and only the torn clothes can prove that she has been injured.The dizziness from excessive blood loss was still there, so she could only lie on the ground and watch Aizen lecture her.

"The goal in your heart is not to master the power of death. Every time you resist, the reluctance in the blade is the reason for your failure." He paused, and raised his glasses with one hand, "Maybe next time I'm not by your side, You will perform better. It seems that the practical training of accompanying nature is not suitable for you."

Lifting the girl up, Aizen led her to her body, allowing her to return to her own body.

Amma Chizuru didn't know that at the moment she got up, when Aizen untied the barrier, her figure was captured by a student below.

"But you agreed, guide me..."

Qianhe also knew that her performance was not good today, so her voice was a little weak.

"I'm just going to change the way I teach."

Lan Ran walked to the door of the rooftop, turned back and smiled slightly before leaving: "It seems that throwing a bird with claws but fledglings directly off the cliff will not have the expected result of learning to fly."

Hirako put on Yoshiko, who was wearing normal clothes, which was still his favorite casual style, and walked on the streets of Karakura Town.The setting sun almost completely sank, and the purple light floated on the river, and the sky dimmed.

I don't know when, no matter when he put his mind right at any time, he began to loathe the night for no reason.There is obviously a high moon, flying flowers at night, cool breeze and rustling leaves in summer, and dim yellow snowflakes under the lights in winter.

Now, I still don't like it.

Urahara is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, nor will he say random nonsense.He still looked at himself worriedly, not knowing what it meant.Do you want to remind yourself not to be fooled by Aizen again?The attitude is not the same.

Turning his head to look at the direction of the setting sun, whenever this time, the sun seems to be on the verge of death, and finally emits a little light.The street lights have been turned on, and in the small park across the river, the children have been taken home by their parents one after another. There is only one little girl sitting on a bench, also looking at the direction of the setting sun.

unexpectedly familiar

Hirako walked across the road to the small park.The people coming and going didn't seem to notice that there was a child here, and when the child turned his head slightly, Hirako knew why they turned a blind eye to her.

Jinghua Shuiyue smiled at Pingzi, with the iconic indigo-dyed bangs, Pingzi smacked his mouth.

"Good evening, the moon in the mirror."

"Good evening, Captain Hirako."

After a small shift, Kyoka Suigetsu gave up most of the bench space to Hirako.Before Hirako could say anything, she turned her gaze back and stared intently at the setting sun.

The sleeves made of black brocade are still the same as the one he saw last time. Dark blue wisteria flowers hang down from the long sleeves, white butterfly patterns are embroidered on one shoulder, and ripple-like patterns are embroidered on the dark gold belt. texture.The hair was neatly divided into two bundles and tied behind the head, and the pink and white flowers on it did not look so shiny because of the darkening sky.

She just greeted her and looked at the sunset again.There is only the setting sun in the dark green eyes, somewhat lonely.

Hirako didn't look at her anymore, but also turned to look in the direction of the setting sun.After only a few minutes, there was no trace of the setting sun at all, leaving only orange clouds and a purple sky all over the sky.

It's been a long time since I sat down and looked at the scenery, he thought, and I don't know when it started, the footsteps became hurried, it was like this in the world of corpses and souls, and it is rarely in a leisurely mood in this world To look at the things around you.

"Ask about my master, Captain Hirako?"

It seems that after admiring the last daytime scenery of the day, Jinghua Shuiyue looked at Hirako.

"Ah..." The man hesitated for a moment, and asked at the knife of the person he was looking for. I'm afraid he won't get any recovery, so he might as well ask something else first, "Leave that aside, why do you call me captain? "It was still called Mr. Hirako before.

Jinghua Shuiyue tilted her head, thought for a while, and finally gave the answer: "Because that's what the master calls you—I want to try calling you captain while the master is away."

The man smiled with interest, a little maliciously: "Is that okay, I call him an idiot, a fool, a dull soul, and so on—"

Jing Hua Sui Yue raised her hand, covered her mouth with her sleeve and laughed.

"These masters also know."

Pingzi immediately felt uncomfortable and smirked: "Then what else does he know?"

Jinghua Shuiyue put down her sleeves and shook her head: "I can't say that."

"Then just pick something you can say and tell me, it's okay!"

Although it was a bit unkind to induce Dao Po, who was afraid of him when he saw him before, to say something about his master, but because it was Aizen's sword, he didn't expect to find any useful information, so Hirako said In other words, there is no psychological pressure.

The girl thought for a while, with a faint smile on her lips: "The captain likes to care for his hair, listen to jazz, hang out, squeeze his subordinates to deal with official duties, and he is on vacation every day—"

"The one in the back is smearing! I'm still dealing with official documents today!"

Ignoring Hirako's protest, Kyoka Shuigetsu stretched out his hand, began to count one by one with his fingers: "Also, I like to sleep in on snowy days, I like casual clothes, I read pop music magazines and fashion magazines, and I was touched by the master. I don’t like to put things neatly in my private room, but I like the wagashi from Shinomiya’s house on Liukon Street..."

The man stretched out his hand, showing an expression of impatience that was actually a cover-up: "Ah, I'm so bored, I just eat it occasionally, let him buy it for me a few times and tell me what I like..."

"...It's obvious that you can't drink enough, and you drink without restraint." Jinghua Shuiyue puffed up her cheeks when she said this, and looked at him a little angrily, "It's too much to throw people into the water when you're drunk!"

There is really no way to refute this, Hirako can only put his hands together and apologize honestly: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry-I didn't know that I treated such a cute child roughly."

With a soft snort, the girl pouted. If this expression was made by an ordinary little girl, it would only be cute, but Jinghua Shuiyue is cute and delicate, but also brings a little bit of pressure.Her fingers opened and closed as a count, and the closed hand stretched out its fingers to count.

"Also, I can get along very well with other people, and I can easily get along with other people. Maybe it's because of my personal charm, but I don't want to have too much interaction with the master at all... And... Anyway, you I also know that you like him, and he likes you too."

Because Urahara's analysis had already taken precautions, Hirako just lowered his head, stretched out his fingers to hold Kyoka Suigetsu's hand that was counting, and grinned.

"That was once, this one doesn't count."

It may be that the smile is too forced, Jinghua Shuiyue's eyes are slightly bent like her master's, her little hand avoids Hirako's fingers, and continues to count.

"There's also this one, 'If you say this, the captain will definitely refute me, saying that's what happened in the past', the master also added this!"

Hirako Mako's smile was completely frozen on her face.

Under the off-white streetlights, the mirror-like smile seemed a little smug, but I didn't know why the man who was always proud and unforgiving in front of me would be stunned in front of me.

The blond man finally lowered his head, looking a little frustrated, his face was obscured by his hair.

Although he didn't know the reason for his frustration, Jinghua Shuiyue could only make random guesses, stretched out his small hand and patted Pingzi's shoulder: "Master is very good, otherwise the captain would not and would not lose to him, don't be sad!"

"I'm not sad."

Kyoka Shuigetsu bent down to see Hirako's expression clearly, but Hirako stretched out a hand to cover his face, preventing her from seeing it.

Really expected this, I can't be happy, obviously I can breathe a sigh of relief.

So in retrospect, when he encountered things about Aizen, he always dealt with it in a mess.

And the worst thing at this moment is that when he thinks of this, he is not the leader of the masked army, or the captain of the fifth division of Jinglingting in the Soul Realm, but looking at this matter from the perspective of an ordinary man.

——This kind of self is really...

"It's just that I feel like a failure." He put his hands down and looked at the mirror, with a helpless and gentle smile in his eyes that were always full of jokes or mockery.