[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

Chapter 334 The Secret

The attacking figure is like a goshawk swooping down with its wings retracted. The curved claws and sharp iron beak reflect the bloodthirsty killing and hard work of the vigorous elf fighting the sky in the sun.

The blond hair curled up neatly in the frantic airflow, and Aizen could even see his peaceful face in the light gray pupils, every flexible and powerful muscle from his shoulders and neck to his chest covered by bandages The stretching trajectory of the lines, however, cannot be avoided, cannot be avoided, cannot be escaped.Obviously every movement, every detail, and even every change was expected, but... there was nothing he could do.

So when the eagle's wings obscured the view, and the sharp claws were embedded in the chest, the only thing Aizen could do was to turn his head slightly to stare deeply at the flying blond hair of the blond man who was overlapping half of his body with him, and then stretched out fiercely. Line to the corner of the eye.

The soft skin is easily scratched, and the thin flesh and blood under the skin is also powerless to stop the invasion of sharp weapons. The crackling sound of the split sternum reverberates between the gaps in the ribs, and the vagus nerve hallucination is like a gesture of deftly moving foreign objects between internal organs Reflected on the central nervous system, the flexible limbs caught the target that the owner longed for from the slippery viscera, easily captured it, and then mercilessly smashed through the stubborn obstruction in front of it.

Mako Hirako's movements were extremely fast, so fast that the sound of the sternum breaking almost overlapped with the crisp sound of the spine breaking into a skeletal and pleasant moan, but Aizen's consciousness was extremely slow. Infinitely magnified consciousness is broken down into countless fragments longer than a century of moonlight.

The blond mask turned his head one by one in the blurred field of vision, his thin lips slowly rose without emotion, and the Kansai accent broke into the ear canal intermittently but clearly and coherently, knocking on the eardrum along the The auditory nerves spread into the dark and chaotic thoughts occupied by the fear of death, like lightning piercing through the sultry sky on a summer night and bringing a majestic shower: "No. 14 times, you should feel better now, right? Soyousuke .”

The arm piercing through the chest was mercilessly pulled away by the blond mask, and with this movement, the dripping blood splashed wantonly between the bodies that were close enough to feel each other's body temperature, and Hirako stepped back calmly for three Step by step, when the first drop of bright red liquid dripped silently along the slender fingertips, slowly raised the murder weapon that pierced Lanran's chest, the slender and graceful fingers were flexible and powerful, and one was shining with a faint blue and lavender luster, A round sphere exuding a mysterious and seductive aura perched on the blond man's fingertips.

"As expected, you really don't have a heart anymore, Soyousuke." The blond mask poked out a bright red tongue tip to lick the spherical crystals entwined with the bloody and sweet breath, and the tip of the tongue deftly curled up and turned into At the end of the Kansai accent, there was an ecstatic trill, "Do you know who was the last person who survived without a heart? Soyousuke."

The blond-haired man didn't give the questionee any time to answer, he just raised the corners of his mouth lazily, and gave the answer slowly in his lazy Kansai accent: "It's Hideaki Sukawa."

After the voice fell, all the fragments that were scattered but implicitly regular were finally connected by an invisible but qualitative thread. After Aizen stepped on the IQ of most of BLEACH's creatures, it took shape rapidly. In the end, it was nothing but It turned into a relieved sigh: "So that's the case. From the beginning to the end, your goal was not to collapse the jade, but to save my life."

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Pingzi threw the Bengyu in his hand into Lanran's chest casually, and he could see the wound of the blue sky and white clouds behind him, watching it occupy the position of the heart familiarly He wiped away the wound, and let out a sneer from his nose, "If you don't have Bengyu, you can recreate it, and if you can't make it, you can make a detour. It's always Aizen Soyousuke, not Bengyu, who wants to get everything."

"You are the source of all troubles, Aizen."

"When did it start?"

"What are you referring to, Soyousuke?"

"My wishes are always irrelevant in front of you, just answer what Captain Pingzi thinks."

"If you mean the time when the plan was implemented, everything started when you saw me again. If you mean the beginning of the plan...it started from the last night I stayed in Soul Soul Realm." Pingzi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his smile was quiet and unassuming, "I spent 100 years trying to figure out our relationship, and in the end I guess, you won't give up easily, as long as I show up again, you will definitely try I am in control. It is impossible for anyone to get close to you, including Ichimaru Gin, the hidden stake that the Pure Land of Extinct Planted earlier, but the so-called distance is meaningless to me."

"However, there is one thing I want you to be clear about, Soyousuke. Sleeping with you is not a means to bring us closer. In fact, I will tell you the whole process next, and you can judge this for yourself. Is it necessary for this to happen." Pingzi unconsciously pressed the bandaged ribs, with a gentle, quiet but indifferent smile on his lips, "I will have sex with you just because I want to."

"And why do I think, I have emphasized this answer many times today. But I don't mind saying it again, it is because I love you, I have always loved you. However, now I have to add once to this sentence. "

When Hua Jinghua Shuiyue approached him, Pingzi just turned slightly to avoid it: "Bengyu really made you abnormal. If you are the usual you, at least you have the patience to listen to me."

"It's not necessary." Ai Ran withdrew his knife, "It's just a waste of time."

Hirako moved the corners of his mouth, evoking an ambiguous arc between sarcasm and a smile: "I'm not the same as you, Soyousuke. Don't compare me with you, especially when you're talking nonsense. .”

"It took me quite a long time to prepare for all this, even earlier than you thought." Hirako once again turned sideways to pass the Zanpakutō, the oily ending of the Kansai accent was cut in half by the whistling blade Frowning her slender brows, she complained, "Oh, what a merciless stab, if my movements were a little slower, I would have been disfigured, can't you be a little gentler to me?" Introduction~~~~"

Lan Ran's cross-arm elbow passing by shoulders bumped directly into the weakness exposed under Pingzi's arm. Amid the beeping sound, Aizen ignored the palm that was grasping the tip of the elbow and stretched out his arms and punched Pingzi's lower back: "If my memory is correct, you just said that your preparations began after your exile. ——Like A stray dog."

"Tsk tsk," Pingzi stuttered, letting Aizen's fist hit the back of the waist lacking bone support, and the fingers pinching Aizen's shoulder joint exerted force instantly. Amidst the crisp sound of bones breaking, for any creature The joints that are too delicate and too fragile have completely lost their most basic functions, "You are no longer gentle with me. At this time, should I cry heartbrokenly, 'You don't love me anymore'?"

"Of course the preparations to deal with you started at that time, but I started the plan against Hideaki Fukawa when I was a student, but it was wrong, and you are the one who accepted them with a smile." Hirako rubbed The lower back was bandaged, "It has also been proved that these preparations are very effective."

"Well, you shouldn't be as low-intelligent as the Strawberry Boy. All actions along the way are under the control of others, but you still throw your head and blood without knowing it, like a little hamster who is full. Don't you want to rush forward foolishly in the wheel prepared by others?"

"I think every step I take is very obvious, whether it is deliberately breaking into the observation network you have set up around Ichigo-kun, or the afternoon tea when we met in this world, or taking the place of a substitute in the Pure Tower Forest House. You blocked the knife and almost went to see King Ling, and you almost got the words Sima Zhaozhi heart engraved on your forehead." Makoto Hirako smiled slightly, the snow-white bandage on the back of the waist finally seeped a little bit of blood, gradually dyed , "I'm so eye-catching, you shouldn't be able to guess why?"

"You are covering the Pure Land of Mieshi...and Kisuke Urahara's actions." Aizen slightly squinted his eyes, and the light brown pupils flashed over the blood that had spread from Hirako's waist to the side of his waist, "Scatter the enemy's attack Attention is the same basic strategy as distracting the enemy's combat power. And, I admire you, Captain Hirako. Although I saw through your plan from the beginning, I have to admit that I was still distracted by you Quite a lot of attention."

"You're just overconfident." Pingzi shook his head slowly, and the sharp knife tip hanging by his side had a bloodthirsty cold light flowing and jumping, and the Kansai accent that was used to uttering sharp, sharp and sharp sarcasm It is an almost mild evaluation, "At all times, you firmly believe that things will develop as you expect, and it is unreasonable to think that no matter how unrecognizable things go off the rails, you have enough power to bring them back to the established track .Although he is not an arrogant person in essence, but at some point he is so obsessed with his own power that it makes people feel that it is unreasonable not to make good use of it."

"I don't think that what I have done can confuse your sight. You know very well that Xiao Xisuke's scientific research ability is even more buggy than Bengyu's universal wishing machine, and how cunning and conspiratorial the pure land of the world is. I know very well that I am not so narcissistic that I can take away all your sight from the two blinding natural self-propelled spotlights with my own intervention. In fact, this itself is superfluous.” Ping Zi Slightly bent down, every tense muscle from the shoulders and neck to the waist and abdomen was preparing for the next thunderous attack, "I, Xiao Xisuke and Mieshi Pure Land breathe out from the same nostril. This situation should make you plan against them." I'm more interested."

"Actually, their actions really amuse you, don't they?" Hirako slightly raised the arm that held the caressing hand, and the flickering light of the knife condensed into a touch of coldness that split the gentle eyes, "A piece of Kuchiki Luqi The sub-packaged Bengyu big gift bag, plus the Mieshi Pure Land personally delivered the goods to the door, and bought one and got one free to match a former boss who still has lingering love. There is nothing more blatantly provocative than this."

"Indeed, as you said, there is no more blatant provocation than this. So I am curious, why are you so sure that I will accept it all—accept this malicious gift?"

The stroke in Hirako's hand locked on Aizen's head, and the corners of his mouth were raised to reveal the neat and uniform teeth in the deep mouth: "Can you ask more clearly? Yousuke Aizen. Of course it's because you are Aizen Soyou And because I was included in the gift that came to my door—Mako Hirako.”

The moment the voice fell, Pingzi's figure, which was tense and slumped to the extreme, suddenly unfolded, like some kind of patient, vigorous and vigorous big cat lurking among the dense tree crowns, finally chose his target, Zhang The sharp claws and fangs, which represent hunting, appeared in front of Aizen without warning, as if ignoring the barriers of space and the flow of time, and there was also a caress that slanted upwards and pointed directly at the center of the eyebrows.

Although the Bengyu plug-in that he carries has been fully activated, it is obvious that the master of the virtual circle has not cultivated a hobby that is in line with the essence of the boss shaking M in the continuous death. Wiping the blade that slanted across his ears, he politely responded to the blond man's backhand stabbing in the waist: "You can still maintain such confidence after experiencing the kind of blow that almost killed all your partners. I'm really relieved, Captain Hirako."

Hirako let out a sneer that seemed to be mixed with the panting caused by the severe pain, and Aizen's keen vision did not miss another touch of blood that was slowly bleeding on the pale as snow bandages - it was shocking across the entire slender body. the back.

Hirako turned around almost as soon as the long knife was swung in the air, and the flexible and flexible movements around her waist intensified the pain caused by the wound hidden under the bandage, so that the moment the blades intersected, the blond mask could no longer move. To cover up the weak tremor on the tip of Zanpakuto.

"Actually, in some places, we are surprisingly similar. Soyousuke." Hirako Mako, who could no longer hide the sudden decline in her state without warning, had to put another pale and blue palm on the back of the stroking knife, In order to stop the intrusion of Jinghua Shuiyue, "We all think that it is better to control it at a position within reach than to stay away from the threat. The pure land of the world is a threat, the jade is the bait, and I am the obsession. Which of the three do you like? I want to get it all, I want to put it in the palm of my hand.”

"...Is this what you thought of in 100 years?" Aizen asked in a soft voice that was almost sinking across the sharp blades facing each other.

"Yeah..." Hirako's Kansai accent turned out a long trembling and rising sound at the end, and he was filled with emotion in a soft and creepy tone that was almost dreamlike, "For the past 100 years, my head has been filled with you , even when dreaming..."

The lacquer-colored pupils in the center of Pingzi's light gray eyes began to spread uncontrollably by the owner's will. He tried to raise the corners of his mouth as if to smile, but he only twisted a hideous and weird expression: "Why don't you ask the person you care about the most?" Something? Sousuke. You can't fail to see... I'm going to die, right?"

"I don't believe that Kisuke Urahara would offer Bengyu with both hands without making any preparations." Aizen's light brown eyes suddenly became deep, and there were dark and unclear emotions surging under the calm and unwavering silence, "But, I also I believe that no matter how meticulous and meticulous preparation Urahara Kisuke has made, it is meaningless to me. In fact, the seal hidden in the collapsed jade created by Urahara Kisuke has been invalidated, isn’t it? ? Captain Hirako."

"Ineffective?" Hirako, who regained control of the facial muscles a little bit, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the Kansai accent dragged out an ironic ending sound, with ambiguous elongated syllables and the interval between syllables, "Maybe. "

The back of Nifu's sword was pressing and aggressive, in order to avoid the embarrassment of having the Zanpakuto inlaid on the bridge of the nose, Mako Hirako finally chose to retreat for the first time in the long confrontation: "However, there is one thing you got wrong, So You Jie."

"Oh?" In order for the blond man on the opposite side to continue to satisfy the endless curiosity of the villain boss, Aizen slightly relaxed the oppression of Kyoka Suigetsu, giving Mako Hirako a chance to breathe.

Once you are sure you have the upper hand, you can't help but want to play on your opponent's bad taste, no matter how long it has been, it is still so annoying.

Hirako smacked his lips, blinked his eyes struggling at the boundary between darkness and light, overlapping memory fragments were flying in his mind: "Xiao Xisuke didn't hide that seal in Bengyu. Judging by your expression, it should be I've already realized it. That's right, just like you think, there is only one chance for that seal to be integrated into Bengyu, and it was the only time when I came into contact with Bengyu openly."

"At that time you have completely lost consciousness."

"That's right, so I'm not the one who implanted the seal into Bengyu." Mako Hirako grinned exaggeratedly, revealing a row of back molars that were gleaming coldly, "It's the Pure Land of Destruction."

The completely unexpected answer made Aizen widen his eyes slightly without the BOSS demeanor, and then he was replaced by the doubt between the deeply furrowed brows: "Impossible, I'm sure, he had already left the virtual circle at that time. Besides , Beng Yu contacted you, not him."

"In order to be able to completely emptiness smoothly, he implanted the gluttonous poison in my body in advance." Hirako's tone subtly paused, and then sounded nonchalantly, "Besides, Soyousuke...you really understand me Everything?"

No, of course not.From the day they met, Mako Hirako gave Aizen Soyousuke only the most cautious vigilance, and the most careless isolation and indifference. Even in the most intimate days between them, Mako Hirako would still have nothing The omen disappeared, and then when the conscientious deputy captain searched every corner of the soul world, and was about to dig three feet into the ground, he appeared again inexplicably. Where did he go, who did he meet, and What Aizen has done, he never knew, or never brought it into the sight of the careerist who is bent on climbing to the throne of the sky.He just proceeded at his own pace step by step, without hesitation, hesitation, unwavering, supercilious, conceited and arrogant.

Mako Hirako's indifference turned into connivance in disguise, and the guard and surveillance seemed to have become a complete joke on the night of escaping from the world of souls.Even if he is full of expectations for the revenge of the blond captain who has maintained the only remaining dignity with a cold and decisive attitude, it is also a kind of condescension, with an inexplicable sense of superiority in IQ and ability, full of Arrogance and self-important expectations.Compared to facing Kasuke Urahara with every step of the way, Aizen’s mentality when facing Mako Hirako is closer to playing a wonderful game at will, and is convinced that no matter how the process turns, the person who wins in the end must be himself .

As if pleased by the slight hesitation on Aizen's face, Mako Hirako let out a low laugh from the depths of his throat. The bandage behind him had completely lost its function of binding and stopping bleeding, overflowing like an overly greedy sponge under the pressure of gravity The traces of blood could not conceal the dark joy that flickered between the shadows in his eyes: "Only the addition of indifference and indifference can create alienation, and only the overlap of contempt and contempt can create ignorance. What was my mood when Zhiyan faced the relationship between you and me before, but now that I think about it, I can only think of the adjective ridiculous—they used to be so close to each other day and night, but they are like strangers who meet by chance, except They know nothing about each other's names"——Mako Hirako activated the mouth-cannon skill MAX, causing -9999 damage to Aizen Soyousuke, and the effect is outstanding!

Mako Hirako continued to launch the double provocative skill "Putting hatred with face + natural mocking face": "Anyway, we have reached this point, and it is meaningless to hide it. Why don't you give me two messages for free, Soyousuke "——In the whole world, the one who can describe a gift as a reward is none other than Her Majesty Queen Pingzi.

"The first one..." Pingzi slowly bent the slightly longer of the two upright fingers on his right hand, "When you are about to be swallowed by the collapsed jade, the reason why I chose to save you is because I feel that IQ is full. It is easier to deal with Aizen Soyousuke than the idiot monster Bengyu who has no brains and only knows how to do it. In other words, from the moment you embed Bengyu in your body, you have stepped into our carefully woven trap, your All reactions and responses are within our expectations. I only hope that the ending we have carefully prepared can also be liked by you."

"The second one," Pingzi shook his remaining fingers and clenched his right hand into a fist without hesitation, narrowing his eyes dangerously and jokingly, "It's not that the seal has failed, it's that it hasn't met the conditions to activate it.  … ...Yeah, it looks like you've figured it out again, you're such a smart guy that it's unfulfilling, Soyousuke."

"Put all the chips on the fact that Kurosaki Ichigo is stronger than me, doesn't Captain Hirako think it's too hasty?" Kyoka Shuigetsu once again approached without warning, and a dazzling fire burst out between the intersecting blades, making people jaw-dropping. Hirako Mako had no choice but to give up the freedom she had just regained with her right hand amidst the sour and piercing rubbing sound, "Putting your illusory hopes on others, you are so weak... I am really disappointed."

The moment the voice fell, Nifu lying in front of Mako Hirako suddenly let out an overwhelmed scream, and then Kyoka Shuigetsu's sharp blade broke through the hard and cold metal barrier, drawing a short but beautiful line among the scattered silver debris. The arc slashed towards the face of the blond mask who suddenly lost his mind!

sonorous—

At the moment when the gorgeous and smooth flowing water pattern is about to split the skin and embed it in the bone, the jet-black long knife quietly appeared between the lost master and the deadly light of the knife, restoring the overflowing brilliance to Jinghua Shuiyue's slender and sharp knife tip is as firm as a rock.

After the long knife, the man whose eyes once again condensed the agility of light stretched out his slender and bony palm to firmly hold the black long knife hovering in front of his eyes to protect the master and build meritorious deeds.

The light gray eyes quietly inspected every inch of Aizen's body between the puffed-up eyelids, from the hair to the tip of the toe, and from the tip of the toe back to the hair, going back and forth with every detail and detail. three times.

Immediately afterwards, the blond man frowned slightly, and the slender brows were filled with undeniable confusion. He pondered for a moment, and then gradually stretched into a dignified and dignified relief bit by bit.

In the end, he slowly raised his thin lips, drawing a soft and restrained elegant arc. The official language commonly used by the nobles of Jinglingting slightly had a deep and deep nasal sound, with a touch of the aristocratic family. The children are blessed with quietness, modesty, elegance and dignity, polite and personable but indifferent, alienated and proud: "Excuse me, who are you?"