[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Chapter 125 Action 2

"First of all, I want to know why." The vice-captain of the Eighth Division pushed the light frameless glasses on the bridge of his nose after closing the book A to calm down his mind. "Although our relationship is very good, it doesn't mean that I'm willing to help you do things for no apparent reason, Mako."

"Miss Yakomaru asked a good question. It will be clearer for me to answer this matter, don't you mind?" Once again, everyone's ladylike and elegant lady mode is turned on, and it is not obvious at all that a slap in the private relationship can slap Captain Hirako countless times. The sturdy purple-haired beauty who was planted on the fence of the [-]th squad for the second time said with a gentle but clear interface.

"Of course I don't mind. After all, if I choose someone I trust more between you and Mako, I will still choose Captain Hikifune." The four eyes of the glasses girl who put down her hand holding her glasses flashed a frightening cold light. "Mako always makes people feel unreliable in this kind of thing."

"Hey——"——"I am obviously handsome and handsome, and the most important thing is to be safe and reliable and never spend money... Hiyori, why are you throwing me with a cup again?"

"The bald man who doesn't understand anything, shut up quickly, he's making so much noise!"

"How many times have I said that I am not bald, neither in my head nor on my head! Idiot!"

"Baldy, bald, bald, bald...Pingzi, bald!"

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Yakomaru Lisa looked at the two happy friends who could quarrel across the table with swords, swords, saliva splashing and nosebleeds flying everywhere, she shrugged her shoulders and said "Look, let's say these two guys are unreliable " expression.

Obviously, Captain Hikifune, who is used to such quarrels among elementary school students, waved his hand, calmly and directly ignored the murder scene of saliva flying everywhere and Hiyori's 360-degree roundabout kick, and smiled gently: "Don't worry about them two, now I Let me tell you the specific reasons for convening everyone this time, and then everyone can choose to join or quit, but if you choose to quit, please be sure to keep silent about everything you said today until the end of your life!"

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"Is this really good? Sir." Almost when Hengzhai Tetsuya announced the closing of his pen, Fengyue, the oiran of the Fenghua District who announced his retirement together, walked into the slightly dim Japanese room with a tea tray.

"A lot of things I do are bad in the eyes of Fengyue, right?" The swaying folding fan closed as gracefully as when it was opened, and tapped lightly on the palm of the palm. An elegant smile bloomed on Shima Zero's lips, "Master Fengyue has a lot, and it's not as bad as this time, right?"

"Mr. is avoiding the important again." Slight anger floated on the corners of the eyes and brows, against Fengyue's first-class appearance in the weathered area where beauties are like clouds, benefactors and dogs, the beauty's gentle and angry style is even more touching.

Attracted a burst of clear laughter from Matsushima Lingdu: "How good this is, Fengyue, your appearance makes me regret why I closed my pen so early."

"Sir!" Fengyue raised her eyebrows that slanted into her temples, and she was far from the gentle and gentle Yamato Nadeko of today, her brighter and more delicate face was so energetic that it made people's eyes shine, "Don't think I don't Knowing that you are still paying a high price to paint for those nobles in the Jingling Court, if you want to use me in the painting, please be prepared to take care of your own daily life from now on."

"Then the gain outweighs the loss." Matsushima zero-degree reached into the teacup that was filled to seventy-tenths full, took a sip of the clear tea, squinted his eyes and sighed enjoying the fragrance diffused from his teeth and cheeks, "the whole Soul World will not I found better tea than yours, Fengyue."

Filling a cup for herself, toasting Fengyue's lips tossed a charming... supercilious look: "Isn't the vice-captain of the fifth team you are teaching right now making good tea?"

"He?" I don't know if it's because of Fengyue's nervousness, but she always feels that when mentioning Aizen Soyousuke, an indescribable weird smile flashes across the lips of the man who always smiles calmly and ambiguously. Confused, and then after the other party spoke again, he was sure it wasn't his own dazzle.

"No, no." The weird smile on Matsushima Lingdu's lips became wider, he tapped his palms and shook his head repeatedly, "Although Soyousuke's tea is good, it's a pity that the tea is so expensive that people don't appreciate it. Others make tea at most Money, his tea..." There was a pause in the voice, and then he smiled softly and said, "...it's terrible."

"Sir, you're scaremongering again. Speaking of the vice-captain, is it really okay for you to do so?"

"I'm not alarmist. No one understands how terrifying his potential is than I who personally taught him. As long as there is time and time, he will definitely become a terrifying god of death on par with Captain Yamamoto. It is no exaggeration to say that he is better. Captain Yamamoto is already in decline, and he was in his prime when he reached the peak of his strength." Speaking of the students who were practicing, Matsushima Zero finally restrained the chuckle that seemed to never fade from his lips, and replaced it with a serious one With a serious expression, Moyu's warm pupils had a dark light, "It's just that young people are always frivolous and restless, eager for quick success. With such ambitious ambitions, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to endure until he is six or seven hundred years old. No matter the experience and skills of a high-level spirit body It is only when the strength of the spiritual pressure has reached its peak that it will suddenly attack, of course, with that thing, it may not take so long to prepare."

"... What do you mean?" Fengyue Liu, who seemed to have vaguely grasped something from Matsushima Lingdu's words, asked tentatively, frowning.

"What I mean is, his potential is too great and his ambition is too great. Such a person is not only uncontrollable, once he has enough strength, he will definitely turn back without mercy and swallow the person who controls him down to the bone. Medium. Both Makoto and our big boss are very aware of this." Zero Degree Matsushima gently blew away the froth on the tea soup, and took a sip slowly, "That's why Makoto and the big boss hit it off this time. But... "

"but?"

"But, Fengyue, it is the best strategy for weak people like us who are guilty of crimes to find a stronger and more secure backer."

"That's why you chose this time to give those two notebooks to Captain Pingzi, and even risked being discovered by the big boss to ask me to come forward in person?"

"In fact, the effect is immediate, isn't it? With the clues of what happened back then, Mako, who has been obsessed for so many years, will immediately devote himself to the investigation, and his fear of Soyousuke will definitely exclude him from the plan. "

"Moreover, Captain Pingzi is not an easy person. Once you follow the clues in the notes, you will inevitably touch the truth of the year. It will also inevitably lead to riots at the big boss. The big boss who hates you is trying to deal with it with all your strength. At the same time as Captain Hirako, he will naturally ignore your movements, which means that he will neglect to pay attention to the improvement of Vice Captain Aizen's strength. It really kills three birds with one stone, a good strategy worth taking risks, sir."

"gentlemen?"

"Ok?"

"I think, sir, if you have a strength not inferior to the big boss, you should be a terrifying enemy that makes people tremble with fear just by imagining being an enemy of you."

"Fengyue..." Zero Degree Matsushima uttered a long call, smiling helplessly, "This is a compliment that doesn't make people happy at all. Compared with an unsuspecting rear, a well-prepared enemy Back is much harder to deal with."

"Although this is indeed the case, you who are the first to notice this kind of thing are really more and more terrifying." Fengyue raised her white wrist like snow and filled Matsushima Zero's teacup again, "It's just In this way, the big boss will definitely notice that there is a traitor."

"Oh, oh, that's even more interesting. After all, compared with me who is far away from the core of the incident, there is someone who is more qualified for the important position of the traitor." Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zero Degree Matsushima crossed his fingers and supported his jaw. Floating a gentle smile that can even be called innocent and harmless, I am afraid that the world will not be chaotic. ...very curious, Fengyue."

"Are you as curious about the bondage of vice-captain Aizen and Captain Heiko as the deformed 'love' that is like a shackle?"

"Of course. But at this critical moment of improving strength, it is better not to do things like puppy love that will seriously hinder the progress of cultivation. I have been ignored by my lovely students for a long time. If I continue to skip classes like this, it will seriously affect teaching. It's progressing." Zero Degree Matsushima sighed almost resentfully, grabbed the folding fan next to his knees and clasped it lightly in front of his chest, "Fengyue, please avoid it."

The moment Fengyue's slender figure holding the tea tray disappeared into the corridor, the low curtain of the Japanese room was suddenly thrown open.

The shopkeeper, who was sitting in the center of the room, unfolded his folding fan elegantly, covered the soft and ambiguous smile on his lips, and bowed slightly to the guests who came in through the curtain. His voice was warm and cordial but not flattering, polite and sincere: "Welcome Zero Degree Master House, I am the master Matsushima Zero Degree."

Slowly raised his head, flipped his wrist, and the four characters of "Welcome" elegant and open were replaced by the four characters painted on iron with silver hooks, tendons and willow bones - all ghosts in the world.

The master of Wanshiwu, who showed a young and unusually handsome face, showed a sweeter and softer smile: "Long time no see, Soyousuke."

"...Long time no see, Mr. Zero Degree."