[Bleach] paper blowing snow

Another year.Kuchiki Byakuya is still training at home; Hirako and Hiyori are still arguing endlessly; Captain Ukaketake invites Haiyan to serve as the [-]th squad as usual... He is still rejected, and then he is carried back to the [-]th squad by the hidden guards.

As the day when Shinyo Academy graduates and enters the team is approaching, this year has some special meanings.

There is a tradition in the soul world, that is, the incumbent vice captain or captain will go to Maou Academy to teach for a period of time.This year's turn is the captain of the sixth division and the captain of the thirteenth division, Ukitake.It's just that the sixth division is in the transition state, the division has not been completely stabilized, and Captain Ukitake's health is really worrying... So he was temporarily replaced by the vice-captain of the sixth division, Curt, and the current three seats of the thirteenth division—all .

Curt had also heard a little about the three seats before.

Young, gentle and beautiful, she is also a rare female god of death among the upper-level gods of death. When Kurt was studying in Mao, many noble ladies mentioned this three seats with admiration rather than jealousy.

With his own strength, he is in the third seat, and in recent years, he is also a rare and powerful figure.

"Good afternoon, Deputy Captain Curt."

Her half-length black hair was tied up with only one hairpin, and her appearance was nothing more than that of a girl.If you take human bones as an example, it's about eighteen or nineteen years old.It's just that the age of a place like Corpse Soul World cannot be judged by appearance.

"Good afternoon, all three seats."

The gentle look of the smiling girl is very similar to Captain Ukitake of the Thirteenth Division, which makes Kurt wonder whether the members of the Thirteenth Division are generally so gentle.

"I heard your name a long time ago, the genius vice-captain of the corpse soul world." They all tilted their heads, stretched out their hands to Kurt, and smiled, "It really looks very unusual."

Both being "female" and geniuses, the two have been secretly compared to each other by the ordinary gods of death in Jinglingting for a long time.It's just that most of the gods of death think that under the intersection, Curt is better.

She doesn't care about these things at all, she has always been gentle, but after listening to it for a long time, she also became curious about this little deputy.

"Where... there are three seats, it's the flaunt in many people's minds. I'm still far away."

"Hey...?" They all made small doubtful voices, and their fair faces were stained with a blush, "Is there any? Me?"

"Don't you know?"

Curt sorted out the sub-team nameplate that was crooked on his right arm, "Become the third seat with his own strength, gentle and powerful. This kind of existence is admired by many people. It is also a role model for many female death gods."

It's just that Curt is not among the admirers.

The blush on Du's face became heavier.

After a long time, the gentle girl lowered her face with her hands to cool off the heat on her face, and said a little shyly, "I never thought about it..."

Soul Soul Realm is still too reserved, no one would say such things directly to everyone.

Mao's trip to teach didn't mean much, but with such a companion, Kurt had a good time.For some reason, among this batch of Mao graduates, Kurt did not find many excellent "prepared death gods".Although the college education is fast and safe, it inevitably makes most of the students lack actual combat. The response speed of these students to the challenge made Curt frown.This kind of actual combat ability may not even be able to do the gatekeeper when beating the enemy Hakka - the gatekeeper must have at least two tons of wrist strength.

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Curt hadn't had a dream for a long time.

The last time he had a dream was after completing the first mission and killing the mission target.He fell asleep all night in a daze, and the scene at that time remained in his dream.But it didn't make Curt feel "fear and uneasiness" like now.

Everything in the dream was very blurry, and even though it was blurry, it still made Curt feel a little inexplicably familiar.In the barren wilderness, the waning moon is like blood.

A voice seemed to keep whispering in Kurt's ear; "Don't go..." repeated, but to no avail.Curt watched the scene in the dream gradually turn into a more desolate location.

The long golden hair was scattered in the pool of blood on the ground, and the person who fell unconscious on the ground was Mako...

And the petite figure beside him was very familiar.

——That's Hiyori!

The blurred backs of three people stood in front of Mako Hiyori, and then two more people seemed to appear.

What else do they say?

Damn... totally inaudible.

The life and death of Mako and Hiyo are covered with white masks, and the blurred faces are full of pain.

Curt suddenly opened his eyes wide and woke up from the dream.

The physiological reflex headache caused Curt to press his temple, and he clearly remembered the place and the people who fell at the scene.But those three people Curt could not remember, no matter how hard he looked back.

What is this, if it is a dream, it is far-fetched.

It was as if he had seen this happen, but he was unstoppable outside the thing, an unrelated spectator.Can't stop and can't make sound reminder.This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Because of the influence of this "dream", Curt's mood was particularly low that day.

Not to mention Hirako, who was originally delicate and thoughtful, even Hiyori, who was always nervous, could clearly feel Curt's anxiety and uneasiness.

Hiyori folded her arms and walked up and down the izakaya.

"Can't you just sit quietly?" Pingzi squinted at her, drinking tea leisurely.

"What did you say? Ah?" Hiyori gave him a fierce look, and finally sat down impatiently, "You're still drinking tea? Find a way for me! Damn bald!"

"Hey hey." Pingzi dealt with it casually, blowing the hot air on the tea surface.Looking at the hot air, the whole person feels calm.

Hiyori suppressed his temper and waited for him to come up with an idea, but found that this guy didn't seem in a hurry, and his anger grew even bigger.

Seeing that Hiyori's hand was already on the side of the table and holding the table, Hirako quickly put down the teacup, "Don't, don't, don't! Don't lift the table!"

"Then you can find a way for me to get out?" Hiyori glared at him ferociously.

"I……"

Pingzi was really helpless.The lower corners of his eyes drooped.With his shoulders slumped, he curled his lips, "How would I know about Curt...I didn't say it, you are too nervous, Curt."

It's just depression... maybe more than that.

Pingzi frowned calmly.

This kid, Curt, was very similar to his adjutant, and he couldn't understand their thoughts.Can't figure it out at all.The only good thing is that Kete is better than Aizen because Kete is still a child, and he has such a personality without much malice or suspiciousness.

Looking up, he saw Hiyori flipping the table angrily.Pingzi's face is even more bitter and bitter.

Oops, what a headache.Guys these days can't all be nicer.

Being beaten up by Hiyori finally diverted Hiyori's doubts and anger, Hirako heaved a sigh of relief.Alone, he went to the [-]th Division to look for Urahara.

Did that guy Aizen do something else?Thinking of this guy, Ping Zimei couldn't help frowning again.

Since the last conversation with Urahara Kisuke Yaxia discovered the hidden Aizen, Hirako's vigilance towards this person has almost reached the maximum limit.

This guy is too dangerous.

That guy Urahara is also...behaving a little strangely lately.

Urahara is hiding things from himself, and it is definitely not a trivial matter.

These things are connected in series, which makes Hirako feel that a storm is coming.

Hirako twitched the corner of his mouth, touching the wound left by Hiyori, and covered his face and wailed again.

The author has something to say:

Ahh... I'm really sorry that QAQ disappeared for so long again...

How should I put it... the author Zha Jisan, and then died of love.The most important thing is that I actually became a spare tire as a Xiuxiu.The first time I met a scumbag_(:з」∠)_Glass heart was a little uncomfortable=x=A while ago, I had various diseases and various infusions.