Death: This Death is not serious

"You stinky boy... you're in love with me, and you even made this kind of thing. Was it Urahara Kisuke who did it? Or that guy Mayuri Kurotsuchi?"

Shutara Senjumaru opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes wide open, staring straight at the tall beauty who looked exactly like him, with a bit of shock in his tone.

"It's really too much. Doing this kind of thing is against human ethics. Even if I like you a little bit... I will be angry."

Shutara Senjumaru put his hands on his hips, his face full of anger, as if he would explode at any time.

"Did you just... say something terrible?"

"No!"

Shutara Senjumaru denied it eagerly.

Her voice was loud, like a coquettish lioness roaring.

Aozaki Mayu shook her head helplessly:

"You are a single-celled organism, woman... Didn't I tell you that I have forgotten my ability? This is Ciluo, Ciluo, Miss Ciluo! Not Senior Shudoruo."

As he spoke, he gently stroked Ciluo's hair, his eyes full of tenderness and pampering.

It was like the elegant nobleman and the beautiful noble lady secretly meeting behind their parents' backs.

Shudoruo Senjumaru nodded at first, but soon froze again:

"I see... No, what do you mean by yours? When did you give Ciluo to..."

Before she finished speaking, Shudoruo Senjumaru recalled the appearance of a man wearing an apron, and her face instantly blushed.

Her eyes fell on Ciluo again.

"Is it that time... You, you haven't done anything excessive to Ciluo, right?"

"Not yet."

Aozaki Mayu replied, with a handsome arc at the corner of her mouth.

"What does this mean? Why don't you do it..."

Shutara Senjumaru frowned.

"What are you saying... It's just what it means, because it reminds me of Senjumaru-senpai." Aozaki Mayu explained.

"... Do you dislike me?" Shutara Senjumaru muttered softly, with a hint of grievance in his tone.

"What the hell? Can't you let people finish their words?"

Aozaki Mayu looked at her helplessly.

"Idiot..." Shutara Senjumaru snorted.

"Even if you say so..." Aozaki Mayu shrugged helplessly.

"Little Mayu is an idiot, a big idiot! I'm going to get angry, no, I'm already angry."

Shutara Senjumaru suddenly became emotional.

He pushed Aozaki Mayu away, then turned and ran out of the bedroom, running towards his room without looking back.

"What's wrong with her?"

Aozaki Mayu scratched the back of his head, looking confused.

"Satsuki is too much. No matter what, you can't find someone to replace Senjumaru-senpai."

Hikfune Kiryu gently patted Aozaki Satsuki's shoulder and said.

Ciluo also nodded in agreement.

"No, I never thought of using Ciluo to replace Senjumaru. For me, Ciluo is Ciluo and Senjumaru is Senjumaru. They are both unique."

Aozaki Satsuki retorted, with a hint of seriousness on his face.

This is indeed his true thought.

Even though they look exactly the same, he has never thought of letting these sword spirits replace anyone.

Each sword spirit has its own unique charm and value. They have their own thoughts, personalities and meaning of existence.

They are themselves and should never be a substitute for someone.

Aozaki Satsuki always holds this belief and gets along with them and loves them.

Although seeing Ciluo inevitably reminds him of Senjumaru, he will never confuse them.

Of course, Aozaki Mayu would attack the pricking, there is no doubt about that, it just takes some time to adapt.

Shudorashi Senjumaru fled back to her room and slammed the door shut.

She leaned against the door, her body slowly slid down, sat on the ground, her eyes were empty, hugged her knees and buried her head deeply.

"What should I do... my concubine... my reaction just now..." She murmured to herself, her voice trembling.

"Wuwuwuwu..."

I was too intense just now!

At this moment, the shame and anger that came to her senses surged into her heart, quickly occupying her entire thoughts, making her unable to extricate herself.

She didn't care about her image at all, kneeling on the ground and almost started to hit the ground with her head.

However, it is worth mentioning that she was not angry for no reason.

In fact, as Hikifune Kiryu said, she did have an illusion that her existence was about to be replaced.

It seemed that she had become an insignificant and dispensable person to everyone, especially Aozaki Mayu.

ThisThis feeling made her extremely disgusted.

In addition, the woman who looked like her was so close to Aozaki Mayu, which triggered an inexplicable emotion deep in her heart.

"Since it has become so embarrassing, I might as well just... run away!"

After rolling on the wooden floor for a long time, Shutara Senjumaru gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and finally made a decision that should undoubtedly be called cowardly.

Sitting up, she looked at her closet.

At the same time, in Hikifune Kiryu's bedroom.

"Is it really okay not to look for Senjumaru-senpai?"

Hikfune Kiryu looked out the door and asked with concern like a considerate and intimate elder sister.

Aozaki Mayu didn't care and curled her lips slightly.

"It's not too late to go later. Let her calm down first. After all, she won't run away."

"You didn't object..."

Hikofune Kiryu's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he sighed meaningfully.

Aozaki Mayu smiled slightly and said without disguising:

"Because I like her, I will definitely go to find her!"

He showed his outstanding performance in the field of shamelessness.

In terms of shamelessness, he can be regarded as the best disciple of the Yuanliu School.

"I know, but I'm still unhappy."

"Although I may be a little slow, it doesn't mean I don't know that what you just said is the kind of behavior that makes me jealous!"

Hikofune Kiryu finally stopped hiding her emotions, and her eyes full of love and possessiveness were fixed on Aozaki Mayu.

Aozaki Mayu showed a doting smile, gently embraced Hikifune Kiryuu in his arms, and kissed her lips affectionately.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Aozaki Mayu slowly let go of Hikifune Kiryuu, took a deep breath, and asked softly:

"My dear Miss Kiryuu, do you think my service just now is thoughtful?"

Aozaki Mayu's move obviously hit Hikifune Kiryuu's soft spot.

Her mouth corners raised suddenly, licked her lips and savored it for a long time, then nodded happily:

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

"I'm glad you like it."

After talking about the love affairs, it's time to do business next.

Taking out a pile of tattered clothes collected by Hikifune Kiryuu from the closet, under the instructions of Aozaki Mayu, Ci Luo began to get busy.

It should be said that Ci Luo is worthy of being Shutara Senjumaru's Zanpakutō, and perfectly inherited her weaving skills. It took an afternoon to make these broken clothes look brand new.