[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Chapter 112

As a result of the collective strike of the captains and vice-captains of the [-]th division, the entire document processing process of the [-]th division of Goutei was interrupted, which in turn caused road conditions like a stuck screen during the rush hour of urban travel, and Everests rose one after another. The meandering lines piled up very rhythmically in the office.

This situation continued until the vice-captain Aizen, who was detained in the fourth team, was released from prison after serving his sentence. Even if the processing power is too bad, it is just a drop in the bucket.Fortunately, in addition to the calm, steady, hard-working and capable vice-captain of the Fifth Division, there is also a third-seat Sakura who is good at writing, and Captain Hirako, whose right hand is injured and cannot write, is a little more reliable. Automatically and consciously withdrew some of the documents that should be read by the captain himself and time was tight, and hired a team member to write for him. Although his right hand is still inconvenient, he is still competent for stamping and printing.It's just that even when the backlog of documents was the worst in the fifth division, Hirako still chatted and drank tea and joked. Mao's daily sleep and Rukon Street's daily instant did not miss it, and he watched the documents in the vice captain's office. The accumulation is getting higher and higher, but there is still no meaning of the authority of the deputy captain below.

Therefore, when the vice-captain Aizen returned to the familiar white walls and black tiles of the fifth team after receiving the meticulous and considerate care of Captain Unohana for more than a month, apart from the warm and sincere welcome of the team members, the room was full of The moment he opened the door, he was almost sent back to Division [-], the documents poured down like an avalanche.

"Welcome back, Soyousuke~~~~" Standing on the railing, looking at Shunpo who was buried alive with half of his body because of Shunpo's time, has soft curly brown hair, and light brown pupils that are slightly lighter in color but more gentle and seductive Aizan, Mako Hirako grinned and showed an extremely exaggerated smile.

"Captain Pingzi, why is your hand still not healed?" Standing in the sea of ​​documents, Vice Captain Aizen's first attention was not on the documents that were destined to occupy his sleep time for a very long time to come, Instead, the man is still hanging under the neck, although there are a few less bandages, but it is still reminiscent of Zongzi's right hand.

"Who knows what's going on?" Pingzi shrugged his shoulders, casually turned his head, leaned out half of his body from under the corridor, and began to pull the strong men from the passing team members, "Hey, you, you, you, yes, and you I'll come over and sort out the documents in the room with Soyousuke!"

On the one hand, he turned his head, showing an expression of astonishment as if he was looking at the comet of Jesus, the Buddha, who came into the world, Halley's Comet hit the earth, and exaggeratedly smacked the tip of his tongue: "Oh, oh, so the backlog has reached this level before you know it? It's really rare. Hey~~~ Yousuke, you can bring a few more people to work together, I'll go for a walk first." After the words fell, the owner of the glib Kansai accent had already jumped onto the fence, and the long hair behind him followed the movement. Inertia swayed a gorgeous golden color in the air, revealing the big ink calligraphy characters painted with iron and silver hooks in the diamond-shaped square frame in the center of the back——five, with a chic wave of his sleeves without taking away half a cloud.

"Aran Ran's vice-captain..." Among the team members handpicked by Ping Ziyu, the team member closest to Ai Ran looked at his temporary boss's warm smile, but the expression was particularly dark because of the dangerous reflection on the bridge of his nose, and whispered, full of worries.

"Don't worry, Kobayakawa." The deep and soft bass sounded unhurriedly, with an innate quietness and gentleness to comfort people's hearts, "Go and borrow a few team members who are familiar with paperwork from the third seat of Sakura. Can't handle it."

"Hay." Kobayakawa bowed slightly, as if walking towards the waiting room of the chief assistant not far away.Behind him, Aizen had already bowed his head slightly and stepped into the boundless sea of ​​suffering composed of countless files and teams without hesitation.

Captain Hirako, Hirako... Mako... I thought I could finally get closer to you this time... You are really more ruthless than anyone thinks.

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It hurts, it hurts, all the bones in her body are already broken... I hope... I hope she's okay...

"It's so pitiful, the pain is so painful that you are about to lose consciousness, right? Such a dead-end look...does he really have the strength to agree to your deal?"

"Of course, because he likes this world, and this world is going to..."

It hurts, it hurts, what happened...what the hell happened...what happened...

"He seems to be more confused from the pain. How long are you going to wait?"

"It's ready. Come hold my hand and listen to my voice..."

"I... I promise... I promise... as long as, as long as you can... save... him..."

A faint urge escaped from his throat, and Pingzi woke up suddenly from the deepest nightmare. The terrifying convulsions caused by the pain that seemed to drag people into the depths of hell were still swaying through the limbs, breathing But there was no confusion, and the sweaty back that accompanied the nightmare never appeared. The fleeting fragments in the dream have been driven into the untouchable depths of the soul by the returning reason, as if those fragmented and whistling messy pictures are crowded in the moment of lightning. Visiting at the door, and flocking away before triggering the inevitable physiological response of the body.

Pingzi tried to close his eyes and fall asleep again, but the overactive neurons in the cranial cavity ran counter to the owner's will.Pingzi, who tried and failed, finally ran out of patience, and suddenly opened the quilt on his body, but the wound on his arm was aching because of the excessive force.

Shaking the corners of his mouth, Pingzi gently pressed the stubborn wound on his right arm with a gloomy expression. Although he was not afraid of the soul collapse caused by the gluttonous poison due to physical reasons, he was not completely immune to the curse that the wound could not heal.That female mask with a line of blood and tears winding under her left eye... the poison of gluttonous...

The sound of being tossed and turned in the lap suddenly reached Pingzi's ears, and then turned into a slightly heavier and hastily paced pace than usual.Hirako, whose train of thought was interrupted, gave up thinking and bared his big white teeth in the quiet and dark room.Although I never expected that the vice-captain with deep and ulterior motives in the city would be able to share his troubles, but I accidentally learned that the vice-captain next door who always sleeps well has also been patronized by insomnia. no?

The dormitories of the captain and deputy captain of the Fifth Division were originally connected suites. Of course, this design was for the convenience of Hideaki Fukawa, who was the vice-captain of the Fifth Division at the time, when he was sleepless and dissatisfied with the cold. In the dark of night, the Captain, who usually sleeps peacefully next door, does some activities that are not suitable for children, but often conflict with the sleep plan.

Later, Yuan Zhibifang died at the hands of his lover, and Hideaki Fukawa took over the fifth team. The door that had lost its function forever was sealed again and the wall was built, but I don't know whether it was cutting corners or poor technology. The sound insulation effect of the walls is extremely poor.As a result, the vice-captain Pingzi, who had just arrived and moved in for the first time, had to listen to the adult midnight show next door every night. The extreme maladaptation to the environment directly led to two resentful and deep-colored people hanging for a long time. Vice-captain Pingzi, who had dark circles as deep as resentment, had a face full of dark clouds, so listless that he didn't even bother to show his teeth.

The sound of footsteps next door turned around three and a half times, Hirako Mako finally decided to leave the warm and comfortable bed, walked to the wall with poor sound insulation and excellent sound leakage, bent her fingers and tapped lightly.

The sluggish footsteps disappeared in an instant, and soon the vice-captain of the fifth squad walked to the wall briskly and silently, and a deep and pleasant voice sounded without delay, and the gentle and considerate tone was the same as usual: "What's the matter? Captain Pingzi."

"Can't you knock on the wall if you have nothing to do?" Pingzi showed his neat and white whale teeth in the darkness, squinted his eyes lazily, and the Kansai accent dragged out a long ending sound, leaving a lingering feeling in his bones. Going tired and lazy, "Aren't you also wandering around the room inexplicably."

"Did I disturb your rest?" The standard configuration of the standard configuration of the deputy captain Lan Ran came slowly through the wall, with a sincere apology that could arouse the guilt of any creature with a conscience, "I'm very sorry to disturb you Until your sleep, Captain Hirako."

Hirako's upward arc continued to widen, revealing his gleaming back molars mockingly—for his vice-captain's hypocritical tenderness and artificial apology: "There is nothing to apologize for, and I can't sleep, Soyousuke."

As the words fell, the peaceful Reiatsu wrapped around Aizen's body, which was exactly the same as his perfect gentle mask, escaped from Hirako's perception for a moment, and returned to normal before the next breath.Occasionally, he would make intimate pranks with the same sex, cater to the small hobbies of the majority of first loves, Captain Pingzi is still running the subconscious of straight men in essence, so Captain Pingzi who runs the template of straight men is completely unaware that in the dead of night At night, to a "suiter" who has made it clear that he is "interested" in himself, it is like whispering "I can't sleep" such ambiguous words through the wall, what kind of physical reaction and psychological impact will it cause the other party. (However, there is a more tragic and more reliable possibility-that is, Hirako does not think that his vice-captain has any dangerous intentions against him other than taking off the captain Yuori and replacing him.) Captain Pingzi, who couldn't figure out why the vice-captain who was separated by a wall had such an overactive reaction, pondered for a moment, and then used his deep-rooted bachelor attributes to simply forget this little doubt, and continued to make more ambiguous questions without realizing it. Invitation, ah, no, it's an order: "Come and sleep with me, Sousuke." ——It is said that the body temperature of the same kind can cure insomnia, I wonder if it is true?

Captain Pingzi, should I admire your turbulent and majestic curiosity that can drown the cat demon queen and your scientific research spirit of daring to try and dedicate yourself? ==|||