Death: This Death is not serious

The manor where the three Quincy sisters lived was built with funds from the Ishida family.

Coincidentally, it happened to be located above the place where the Quincy gathered last time.

From the outside, the Ishida family's mansion remained the same, but the interior was surrounded by mountains and forests.

There were undulating mountains on the right and dense woods on the left.

The mansion was located in this dense forest, and through the window you could see children running and playing happily on the grass.

The children saw Aozaki Mayu and Kurosaki Masaki from a distance through the window, and would greet them with a smile.

Aozaki Mayu was still very easy to get along with when facing non-hostile units.

In his opinion, there are many landscapes to see in life, and there is no need to always put on a bitter and vengeful look. It is important to learn to enjoy.

With his far above-average appearance, his warm smile always makes children feel at ease and happy.

Therefore, he has a good relationship with these children.

When he came to a door, the atmosphere at this moment became unusually solemn.

Aozaki Mayu looked at Kurosaki Masaki seriously, with a hint of worry and nervousness in his eyes.

He asked in a soft and serious tone, revealing full of concern:

"Have you thought about it? Once you walk through this door, you can never look back."

Faced with Aozaki Mayu's serious questioning, Kurosaki Masaki put his hand on the door handle, feeling the cold touch of the metal.

There was a faint masculine smell in the air, and his heart was full of distracting thoughts.

It was a refreshing breath, but it also made people nervous, but it was so familiar that it made people miss it, and bits and pieces of the past flashed through his mind.

The big sister who liked to smile at the moon, the impatient but not violent Quincy, and the gentle and kind Death God brother...

All these beautiful memories flashed in her mind, and everything overlapped with the empty room in front of her.

Suddenly, a strong determination surged in her heart.

The little sister who was once a little girl, now a graceful girl, straightened her back, opened her eyes and looked directly at Aozaki Mayu.

She answered without hesitation:

"I've thought about it!"

The voice was crisp and loud, as if it would penetrate the entire space.

Kurosaki Mayu knew what she was about to face, and she had imagined it many times in countless late nights.

…………

After many days and nights in the present world, Aozaki Mayu experienced many days and nights.

Soul Society.

As night fell, a bright full moon hung in the sky, like a huge silver plate, quietly hanging on the sky.

The moonlight sprinkled like water, illuminating a peaceful scene.

However, in contrast to that tranquility, there was the tranquility in the First Squadron's quarters.

The houses and buildings here were dimly lit, but they contrasted with the moonlight outside, forming a unique and beautiful picture.

Suddenly, a slight sound broke the tranquility.

With a "clattering" sound, a wooden door slowly closed.

Aizen Sosuke stood at the door, holding a pile of documents just sent by the Technology Development Bureau, and his eyes swept over the three people in front of him.

They were the captain of the third team, Hitsugaya Toushirou, the captain of the fifth team, Hirako Mako, and the captain of the seventh team, Komamura Sajin.

Hitsugaya Toushirou still maintained his usual arrogant expression, and the bear boy seemed to be full of disdain for everything around him.

Komamura Sajin, with a big wolf head like an Akita dog, tried his best to imitate the serious expression of Mr. Yamamoto, staring at Aizen closely.

These are all normal scenes. If it were normal times, Aizen might not notice anything unusual about the three people.

However, the problem lies with the third person-Hirako Mako.

Since becoming the vice-captain of the first team, Aizen's workload has increased dramatically, and he has been so busy that he has even reduced the time to play games.

Moreover, Hirako Mako, for some reason, always finds fault with him and hinders him from making the world a better place.

How could he tolerate this?

He was already very upset that he had to be inferior to Aozaki Mako and pretend to obey the orders of those nobles.

How could he bear this from a little Hirako Mako?

So, in order to punish Hirako Mako, the villain who hindered the development of the world, and at the same time to vent his anger.

He discovered a new hobby.

That is to give Hirako Mako a hair treatment once a year.

The benefits are obvious.

It can not only reduce the burden on Hirako Mako's head and make his abnormal mind clearer, but also relieve work pressure for himself.

Since seven years ago, the urban legend of the hair thief has been a hot topic in the city.

He has committed crimes for years and has never been caught.

And it only happens once a year, and only one person is harmed.

It is said that once the captain-general and the vice-captain went to arrest the criminal in person, but in the end the criminal still escaped.

Since then, Hirako Mako has basically never taken off his wig.

And today happened to be the day when Aizen relieved his stress. He had just returned from Hirako's house less than two minutes ago.

Logically speaking, Hirako Mako should not have a single hair on his head now.

But now he actually appeared in front of him with a smooth medium-short hair.

That hair looks like it has been growing for about a year!

With Aizen Sosuke's meticulous insight, he could tell at a glance that the hair was genuine and was definitely not a wig made of inferior materials imitating the real thing.

"Are you the spirit skeletons that Makoto mentioned? Then... before you say goodbye to this world, I have a question for you."

Aizen's tone was extremely gentle, like a kind and amiable big brother next door.

Unfortunately, there are no girls who will be shy here. The only long-haired creature is the blond man in front of him who looks like he deserves a beating.

"What an arrogant guy, just like that guy Aozaki Mazuki."

Hirako Mako crossed his arms and said sarcastically.

Aizen adjusted his glasses, reflecting a ray of light, and his proud head drooped slightly, making it difficult to see his expression.

He did not answer, but continued to ask:

"Why don't you let me do it myself? Do you dare to show up in front of me with just the three of you?"

Hirako Mako sneered:

"Stupid, do you think I'm an idiot? Why should I tell you this!?"

"Also, there are three captains standing in front of you. Instead of worrying about such insignificant things, you should worry about yourself."

"Vice-captain, that's because your spiritual pressure is too strong, so you can't find suitable materials for the time being."

Komamura Sajin scratched his head, looking indifferent, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"And our spiritual pressure has been strengthened compared to our original bodies. The master thinks that the three of us should be able to fight you together."

"Hey! Are you an idiot? Why did you tell him about this?"

Hirako Mako looked at his teammate who was calm and composed as if nothing had happened, and was speechless.

Isn't this Ming Yan?

"That's Aizen, the darkest and most scheming guy in the Gotei 13, and one of the biggest enemies!"

Komamura Sajin scratched his head with a bitter smile:

"Sorry, maybe this is the loyalty that Genryusai often tells you."

"Loyalty is bullshit, your current master is not that old man, nor is he Shingetsu and Aizen!"

Hirako Mako held his forehead helplessly.

"Forget it, I can't take it back after I've said it, but if it's a dead person, I don't have to worry about it being spread."

"That's right, I've been wanting to punish this annoying guy for a long time."

Looking at the indifferent man in the moonlight, Hirako Mako grinned and raised a dangerous arc, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth.

"Fall down, and stroke it backwards!"