[Reaper Lanping] Dark River

"Makoto-kun, I'm back."

As soon as he stepped into his bedroom, he saw the faces that had been appearing recently.

"You bastard!" Pingzi took a few steps forward and punched the kneeling man on the head, with all his strength: "What 'I'm back'! How many times do I have to tell you not to come again? !"

Reaching out with a smile, Aizen took his fist off his head and wrapped his fist with both hands: "Don't be so indifferent, Makoto-kun."

Makes people angry!

Unwilling to think like this, Pingzi took his hand back from Aizen's hand, and the first thing he did was to look around to see if there was anyone around, then closed the door, and yelled at Aizen: "How many times do you have to say it before you can tell me?" Don't come! For you not to be discovered... In short, it's very troublesome! Do you know!"

I don't know why, but one day this guy just opened his black cavity in his bedroom.Dafang came in with a food box in hand, and said with a smile, "Mako-kun, I'll bring you dinner", as if nothing had happened, as if he was still his vice-captain.

This has been going on for a month.The heat of summer seems to have invaded the entire Jingling Garden overnight. The heavy cherry trees outside have already fallen, and the green leaves rustle in the wind, bringing a moment of coolness to those who pass under the trees.

"Don't you think it's hot, Captain?"

Putting today's dinner in front of Pingzi, Aizen walked over and opened the sliding door, saying, "Don't worry, I won't be noticed."

Hirako who picked up the sashimi and began to eat, chewing with his mouth full, squinted at the brown-haired man with a generous face.Sure enough, it's summer in this world too, Aizen's white shirt sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, the collar button is unbuttoned, and the tie is slightly loosened, it's the rare home side of a standard elite man, and so on...

"Is there something wrong with staring at me?" Lan Ran knelt behind him, her modern clothes were incompatible with this Jinglingting.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Ping Zisheng swallowed the provocative words he was about to say.

"It's not bad to wear this." He drooped his dead fish eyes, "It doesn't look so dull."

"Then please Makoto-kun appreciate me after dinner?" Aizen had a sincere expression, as if he was sincerely happy for Hirako's evaluation.

As he thought, Pingzi still showed a disgusted expression: "Who wants to appreciate you, idiot!"

It's just that this season of love is not so good, Aizen thought, everything is perfect, except for the rising heat of summer, everything is perfect, including the ice cubes placed under the sashimi, and the reaction of the man in front of him.

"How about you do it with me after dinner?" he continued.

Pingzi's throat rolled once, but he didn't swallow anything.He stared at Aizen, and his chewing movements slowed down for half a beat: "Why did you mention this when I was eating!"

Aizen still kept smiling, and said calmly: "Because I want to have sex with Mako-kun, ever since that hot spring trip—"

"Noisy! Shut up!"

The crimson color flew onto Hirako's cheeks, not sure if it was from anger or embarrassment.I'm afraid he doesn't know it himself, and he who scolds himself loudly when he is angry makes it easier for him to have the idea of ​​bullying him.

Speaking of hot spring trips, though, that was a month ago.

Soon after Hirako returned to Soul World, in order to celebrate the resolution of the incident, Urahara and Kurosaki sent invitations to Hirako and the others to come to this world for a vacation, and several members of the Masked Forces would also go.

When Pingzi came to the present world, the moment he walked into the hot spring manor, he saw someone so familiar that he gritted his teeth.

"Blue dye-"

"Ah! Captain!"

Pingzi, who was tightly hugged by Xiaotao, stood on the spot and waved his arms: "Why are you here!"

Urahara waved a small fan on the side: "Ah, Mr. Hirako, I can't contact such a luxurious hot spring manor with my ability!"

"Is this really okay, Mr. Urahara?" Ichigo covered his mouth and asked him in a low voice, "Leaving aside that this is a problem between two men, we tricked Hirako into letting him come, right?"

"How can this be considered a lie? He was also very happy when I contacted him, right?"

Looking at Xiaotao in front who shouted to the captain not to be impulsive, and Toshiro whose face was already darkened, Ichigo covered his head, and his mouth turned into an inverted triangle again: "You told him that the luxury hot spring manor didn't say Aizen! You don’t have any at all!”

Urahara shook his head triumphantly: "You don't know that, if you really care about Aizen-kun—"

If he cared so much that he didn't want to see him at all, let alone come to the hot spring manor, he would definitely not even want to come to this world after that.

When he hated, he wished he could cut off all the connections that reminded him of that person. Mako Hirako was such a person... If he came, it meant that he really wanted to see someone.

"Anyway, let's go in first, don't worry."

He closed the fan, and slapped Ichigo's back lightly.

In addition to the captain and deputy captain of the fifth team, the captain of the tenth team, and Urahara and the others participated in this camp.Because of the past, Aizen’s popularity is really not very good now—few people are willing to come, or they know that he lives so well in this world—even Shiro Dong was pulled over by Xiaotao’s insistence .In comparison, there are more people in this world, at least Inoue Ishida and Chadu are here, even Youzi and Xia Li are here.

"I used to bring you some things that seem to be troublesome, especially Zhihime is still my former subordinate—"

Speaking of this, not to mention the level of black lines of other people, even the thick-skinned Orihime laughed dryly.

"—Even if it's entertainment, you can come or not come as you please, but all the expenses will be covered by me, I hope you can enjoy it to the fullest."

Urahara recalled that scene, and the stiffness of the people present at that time, and really felt—

"Mr. Kurosaki, sure enough, love can change your life."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Urahara-san?"

In short, a lot of things happened when they lived together in this world, and the results made Hirako very angry.Not only was he drunk, but he was also taken back to the room by Aizen, and then drunk and said a bunch of nonsense...

Thinking of this, Pingzi ate the last bite of sashimi angrily, and then closed the food box: "I'm done."

In short——now they have become lovers.

Him, and Aizen.

Wearing a haori in the dormitory, Hirako was approving documents.After the reconstruction of Jingling Court is on the right track, there are more and more things to do.The transfer of personnel, the selection of Mao's graduates, and the statistics of war damage among various ministries and countermeasures.After he left, Aizen managed the fifth team in an orderly manner, but at the same time, the fifth team also became the team that shouldered the most paperwork.

In the battle with the Quincy Division, the Fifth Division also suffered heavy losses, but the workload continued unabated.After dealing with what happened with Aizen in this world, he had to work overtime every day to process the documents; in contrast, Aizen only came to him every night after finishing his work in this world.

Although I also complained and asked Aizen not to come again, I couldn't overcome my desire to see Aizen.For this reason, although he just complained, he never really took action to drive people away.The only thing he can do is to add a stronger barrier around the dormitory to prevent Aizen from being discovered, that's all.In the morning, he would be busy removing the barrier again, so that no one else would find anything strange.

Even so, Hirako would sometimes be terrified. He would not be surprised if the captains of other teams noticed that he would set up a barrier every night; It becomes more complicated.I don't know if it's fear or guilt, but some of them can't face their colleagues who have been hurt by Aizen.

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily, dipped the brush in some ink, and continued to write the official document with his head down.In the past, if there was Aizen, no matter how huge the workload was, this guy would just take it all together with a smile, and no one knew how he finished it.Even if he deliberately made things difficult for him, he never made him look ugly.Now because of Aizen's special status, Hirako would never hand over official documents to Aizen just to buy himself time to rest.This also caused Aizen to sit or lie behind or beside him and read a book every night, and he often had to work overtime until midnight.

Under the reflection of the lights on the table, Pingzi lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his hair slid down with his movements and dangled around his cheeks.This is what Aizen saw when he raised his head.Seriously working, kneeling in front of a low table, wearing only a white jacket and a slate-gray feather.With the slender wrist hanging, one chic but not messy word fell down.

But I don’t think it’s as good as it used to be——

"Don't look this way."

Hirako moved the official document to the opposite direction to Aizen, and then continued to look down at the official document. For the convenience of sight, the hair on his temples was pinned behind the ear by a black and slender hairpin, and the slightly longer hair hung down. on the side of the face.The appearance of serious work, coupled with the gentle light of candlelight covering his cheeks, made Aizen smile slightly.

"I'm looking at you, Mako-kun."

"..."

There was no rebuttal, Hirako seemed to resist the urge to ridicule, he didn't even make a sound of disgust, but he didn't respond to Aizen, he still read two or three lines and continued to pick up the pen, and then wrote the text.

"Are your wrists a little tired?"

Noticing Hirako's slow writing speed, Aizen continued to ask.

"It's not been long since I came back, I'm just not used to it. I've been using pens in this world." Pingzi answered him flatly.

It is hard to imagine that after the incident 100 years ago, they would have the opportunity to get along like this together.Aizan buried her surprise in her heart, put down the book in her hand, and stretched out her hand to Pingzi.Attracted by Aizen's actions, Pingzi put down his pen, frowned slightly, and looked at Aizen: "What are you going to do again?"

"Give me your hand."

Aizen put on his natural look again, Hirako still frowned after hearing this, but still put down his pen and stretched out his hand.

"There is also a limit to acting like a baby. Don't bother me when I'm working."

Saying so, Hirako handed over his hand.Aizen smiled and held his hand, then gently kneaded it.Starting from the muscles in the tiger's mouth that are used when writing, massage Hirako's hand until his wrist.

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

"Is not it?"

With lowered eyes, Hirako seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood.His brows stretched apart, and he smiled slightly.At this time, Aizen also felt that his appearance with short hair was very mature and seductive - not worse than when he had long hair.

"I want to pet Mako-kun."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately placed a light kiss on Hirako's fingertips, and looked up at the man.Feeling that the man's hand wanted to be withdrawn, Aizen deliberately squeezed his hand tightly to prevent him from taking it away.

"It's disgusting." Pingzi made such an evaluation, "There should be a limit to disgusting people!"

The softness of Aizen's lips still remained between her fingers.His heart was pounding, and his ears were burning slightly; Pingzi wanted to withdraw his hand in a panic, but Aizen held it firmly.

He is still not used to getting along with Aizen like this—but what kind of nerve does Aizen have to take such nasty words for granted!

"What do you love or not—I'm a man, don't put it like this—"

"Don't say, what?"

Aizen laughed softly: "Doting is a mood, not a behavior, and it is not limited to gender; children who dote on their parents, and owners of animals, all of these are taken for granted—— In the meantime, because I like it, I want to be gentle with you and let you be happy with me, isn't it pampering? Don't you allow me to do this?"

Pingzi gritted his molars, but didn't know how to refute.The man in front of him, who was much younger than him, was brazenly talking about pampering him... he must be the older one.

"If you want to say it, I should also spoil you."

With a confident smile back, Hirako approached Lan Ran a little closer, and stroked the hair on his temples with the other hand: "No matter how you look at it, I think you are strange. You came to me when you have nothing to do. Didn't you want to attract my attention? attention?"

Both of them tacitly refrained from mentioning the past.

In the past, it was absolutely impossible to do this, and both of them knew it well.Although it was a secret love in the past, because of Aizen, the two separated for a while, and even Hirako hated Aizen deeply.

The despair of being betrayed and hurt, a scar that will never heal.Hirako knew that Aizen would allow him to scold him or beat him up, but he would not apologize for it either.But it would be better to say that this scene happened because of what happened.

Like each other and separate, and in the passage of time and the occurrence of all unusual events, they are willing to open their hearts to each other and understand each other again.Such feelings, if... If both of them are in such a mood, it would be great.

It is precisely because of this that they are now in the same room with such peace of mind—of course, the scene of getting drunk and saying the wrong thing during the hot spring vacation is definitely not in it!

While flirting with Aizen's hair, Hirako took three seconds to grab the ground with her head.

"Mako-kun, shall we do it?" Aizen said again, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at him expectantly.

Sighing, Pingzi shook his head: "No - yes! There is a job."

"Then why don't I finish it for you? I will imitate your handwriting—"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Aizen!" That kind of thing is absolutely impossible!Hirako stared at him, the flashing light in those golden-brown eyes almost made Aizen a little ecstatic.

He just looked up at Pingzi under the light.Aizen lay beside Hirako, massaging his writing hand, and said, "Mako-kun, you should pamper me a little too."

so disgusting...

Pingzi said it again in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't dislike such disgusting words.Even if you can't find this kind of talk in the bloody evening dramas in this world, he still listens awkwardly and a little proudly.

"Look, you're still acting like a baby."

He tugged Aizen's hair a few times, but there was a gentleness on his face that he hadn't even noticed.

Aizen got up from the tatami, happy because of the promise hidden in this sentence, approached Hirako: "Is it okay?"

"...Idiot, next time you want to make me happy, you have to change the method."

Hirako put his hand behind Aizen's head, pressed his head down, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Lan Ran showed an unacceptable blank expression, as if accusing him of "Is this the end?"

"I said you want to make me happy, you have to use some other method, don't just say some beautiful words to disgust me." Pingzi said lightly, and let him go.Aizen stared at him, as if he had made up his mind, and directly pushed him down on the tatami.

"……Hey!"

Before Hirako could continue to protest, Aizen covered his lips with his mouth.At first touch, those soft lips seemed to touch somewhere in my heart.As the kiss deepened and the tongue was repeatedly scratched, the entangled kiss caused the body to tremble.Pingzi's eyes are wide open, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and there is a sense of coquettishness in the shaking of the light.

"how about this?"

After the sudden kiss ended, Aizen regained control of the initiative between them, leaning on top of Hirako, the temperament that Hirako hated and could not refuse returned.

Aizen wasn't the vice-captain who could obediently stay behind him, nor was he the one lying beside him waiting for his attention, he knew it clearly.

"you……"

With a soft click, Pingzi let out a long breath, and frowned again: "You are very annoying!"

However, his hands were also on Aizen's waist.Through the fabric of the shirt, the muscles of the waist under his hands seemed to be slightly tensed under his touch, in a state of ready to go.

"Grateful."

Aizen, who received the hint and agreed, tore off his tie with one hand, threw it aside, and was about to bow his head to kiss Hirako again, when suddenly there was a rapid knocking of clappers outside.The sound echoed over the entire Jingling Court, both of them stopped their movements, and the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared immediately.

Pingzi reacted first, pushed Aizen away, and raised his voice towards him: "Bring me my clothes, and then you go back first."

Standing up in a hurry and changing his clothes, Hirako took the haori from the fifth division that Aizen handed him, put it on, and walked out without a tie.Aizen stood at the door, the neckline of the white shirt was opened a little messily, underneath were dark brown trousers and white socks, without glasses.Holding on to the Japanese-style wooden door and standing on the corridor, he looked at the figure who hurriedly disappeared at the corner of the corridor. He also had a pair of raised eyes, but more sharp eyes than Pingzi, looking at the night.

The slender and strong fingers were gently massaging another person's hand just now; at this moment, the fingers were slowly tightened, and they were stuck on the door frame.The night wind blew over his open collar, and the slightly cool temperature of the wooden floor spread through the socks to the soles of his feet.

Aizen Soyousuke turned around and returned to the captain's dormitory, silently opened the gate, found out the shoes and put them on, then walked into the gate.

Hearing the sound of the clapper, Pingzi hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out, meeting Xiaotao on the way.

"What's the matter?"

"There was a riot in the second squad, and the captain ordered all the captains to gather."

Pingzi nodded slightly to show that he knew, and Shunbu took Xiaotao there.Leaving the vice-captain with the other vice-captains outside the team building of the first team, he hurried into the meeting room.Jingle Shunsui sat on the chair that Mr. Yamamoto sat on before, with colorful feathers hanging on the back of the chair.When Hirako walked into the conference room, there were only Kyoraku Shunsui, Fengqiao Rojuro, and the vice-captain of the fourth division, Isamu Toru, who came to the meeting instead of the fourth division captain.

"what happened?"

He first cast a questioning look at Jingle Chunshui.The expression under Jingle Chunshui's hat is a little dignified: "There was a commotion in the second team. Captain Suifeng and Deputy Captain Omaeda are currently seriously injured."

Broken bee?

"Secret maneuver? How is it possible?"

"Well, I'll talk about it in detail when everyone comes." Jingle Chunshui raised his chin and gestured to Pingzi to look outside.

Then came in by Byakuya Kuchiki and Kensai Liuche.Not long after, Shishiro Ukitake also rushed over, looking a little tired, he was always in poor health.Zaraki Kenpachi also strode in. After the battle with the Quincy, he was no longer insane; this scene made Hirako a little dazed for a moment——different from when he just came back, the person sitting on the chair is no longer It was Mr. Yamamoto, and it was not that senior who was standing in the position of the fourth team opposite.Nirvana Mayori of the [-]th Division also rushed over. Surprisingly, Hitsugaya, who had always been a model captain until then, ran into the meeting room and stood up, his hair still a little messy.The vice-captain of the shooting range representing the Seventh Division was the last to come in. Everyone lined up and waited for Jingle Shunsui to start the meeting.On the left is Lou Shi, and on the right is the shooting range. Pingzi blinked, feeling a little dazed.

Emergency assembly at night...

"Gentlemen, I'm really sorry for calling everyone here so late, but everyone has also seen that Captain Broken Bee, who has always been absent, did not appear here."

Jingle Chunshui stood up from the chair, looked at the other captains and said: "The special prison supervised by the management team of the second team, the nest of maggots, was invaded by unknown people just now and caused extensive damage. A number of prisoners disappeared. Captain Suifeng and Deputy Captain Omaeda went to control the situation, but they were seriously injured by unknown people."

"Now, an urgent order, Captain Mako Hirako of the [-]th Division, Byakuya Kuchiki, the captain of the [-]th Division, Kensai Muksha, the captain of the [-]th Division, the above three will be brought to the scene of the incident by the secret mobile team; Stand by, the [-]th Division and the [-]th Division are on alert for the whole court, above."

After Jingle Shunsui finished speaking, he nodded slightly to Mako Hirako, Byakuya Kuchiki, and Kensei Liusha.The three captains bowed slightly to Jingle Chunshui to pay tribute, and then disappeared into the meeting room in an instant.

Management team, right?

A long time ago, Mako Hirako heard from Kisuke Urahara that he was from the Kanji team and was also a member of the secret maneuver.And what exactly is the nest of maggots, as the captain, he is also very clear.It's full of dangerous people...

Speaking of which, in such an emergency, why did Chunshui light the rotten wood of a nobleman?Originally, it was normal for this kind of thing to be on the top floor...

He thought of a possibility just in a blink of an eye, couldn't help but wryly smiled, and followed the stealthy and maneuvering visitor, Sifengyuan Xishiro, and rushed towards the accident site.

——Souyousuke.

This name only appeared in his mind for a moment, but was quickly suppressed by himself.The wind brought by the gallop blew up the wide haori, and the figures of the three captains quickly merged into the night.