Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

In Jingling Court, in a small corner where no one passed by, a wine-red head popped out cautiously, looked around cautiously for a while, and after confirming that no one was passing by, she rushed to the other side with a whoosh. corner.

Turning this wall is the main road of Jinglingting. Haru Miura was about to take a step, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, as well as voices from far to near:

"Quick! Brigade is heading in that direction!"

"Team three, team four go to the southeast! The others follow seat three!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of reapers in black death tyrants ran in two directions in different directions. Miura Haru stood there and waited until she confirmed that the reapers had run no farther before she left. come out.

"Huh, it's so dangerous."

She exhaled, looking at the fake "death costume" provided by Shiba Kuzuru on her body, and, in order to bring into the role of the god of death, she specially summoned the body of California Kiyomitsu to decorate her waist Fighting with a knife, I was a little worried about other teammates.

The group of six of them successfully passed through the barrier of Jinglingting by launching the spirit particle light ball at Jinglingting from the super rocket launcher of Shiba Kuzuru's house, but they did not have time to unify their spiritual power during the descent. supply, causing them to scatter everywhere.Except for Miura Haru and Ishida Uryu, the others were more or less unable to completely hide their Reiatsu.

"I don't know how they are doing now? Who should I go to first?"

Miura Haru closed her eyes and sensed the whereabouts of her companions with her spiritual sense. While exploring their spiritual pressure, she also sensed several other totally unfamiliar but extremely powerful spiritual pressures.

So... Ichigo and their battle has begun?

"So now... what should I do?"

As a support, her biggest role should be to provide technical support for our teammates, right?So here comes the question, four directions, aside from the direction of Black Cat Yeichi, where should she go first?

Miura Haru's brows frowned: she really wanted to rush over to help her companions and advance and retreat with them, but at the same time, she was also worried about unnecessary actions.After all, like Ichigo, Ganju and Chadu are all strong and energetic meat shields, she used to be just superfluous.On the other side of Orihime and Ishida, a mage and a nurse, there is no need to worry about this combination at first glance.

Right now, she is the only one alone, and she has escaped the search of the gods of death, so it should be the easiest for her to collect the news about Kuchiki Rukia being imprisoned, right?

After thinking about it, Haru Miura made up his mind and decided to carry out the action of collecting information.

But... where to start?

The girl dragged her chin in annoyance, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted to her from a distance behind:

"Hey! That one over there! What about you! Why are you standing there dawdling! Just now you said don't fall behind, you just fell off the chain! Come back!"

"Eh?!"

Miura Haru was startled, and suddenly looked behind him, and saw a bearded god of death standing ten meters away calling her, with a very impatient look on his face. The key point is that there are seven or eight people behind him. The god of death followed, all staring at her with the same disgust on their expressions.

"Um...yes!"

The little girl was so frightened by the battle that she didn't have time to think, her feet were faster than her brain, and when she realized it, she was already standing in front of the leading god of death, and was being scolded with a disheveled face.

"Which team do you belong to! The captain issued an order to track down the accident, but you actually lost the chain! The oath you made when you joined the team was fed to the dog, right?! Do you have such a god of death?!"

The bearded god of death looked at Haru Miura, and couldn't stop opening his mouth barabara. Not only Harun Miura was shaking when he heard it, but the group of gods of death also looked helpless.

The other god of death who was still standing aside couldn't help it, patted the bearded shoulder, and smiled apologetically:

"Well, four seats of grass and trees, should we continue to track down the travel disaster?"

The bearded Grim Reaper, known as the Four Seats of Plants, was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he had been lecturing for a quarter of an hour, and then he snorted, looked down at Miura Haru who was pretending to be obedient, and asked:

"Which team do you belong to?"

"I... I am... from the Juban team."

Miura Haru was stared into a cold sweat, and blurted out what he only understood. Fortunately, Cao Mu Sixi didn't seem to have any intention of asking, he just said with a bad face:

"The search team of the [-]th Division was sent to the Southwest District, and you, a slow-witted person, actually came to the Northeast District. Why do you say that you, a road idiot, joined the search team!"

Then he sighed heavily:

"It's because of you moths that are slowing down that the work of the guard team is not as good as every year! Forget it, you run with us first, and you will return to the [-]th team after you return to the team. Seriously, I must follow Captain Hitsugaya complained to you! Why don’t you get out?!”

At the end, Cao Mu gave a loud shout, and Haru Miura straightened his back:

"Yes!"

Immediately, she didn't dare to delay for a second, and ran to the back of the team, only to hear the resonant voice of grass and trees again:

"Wait! What's your name?!"

"Eh?!"

Miura Haru was startled, a surname appeared subconsciously in her mind, and finally she said without hesitation:

"Report to the four seats of grass and trees! My name is Sawada early spring!"

I'm sorry Gang Ji-jun, I'll borrow your ID card, Xiaochun, I will definitely not embarrass this surname!

While Miura Haru frantically apologized to Sawada Tsunayoshi in his heart, he ran with the team.

On the other side, in Class A of the second year of Bingsheng High School, Tsunayoshi Sawada was copying the handouts listed by the teacher on the podium with a pen in his hand. Suddenly, the tip of the newly bought fountain pen in his hand broke and leaked from the gap. The ink that came out turned the good notebook pages into a black lump.

"???"

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the fingers of his right hand, which were stained black with ink, with a dazed expression.

He remembered that this pen was a fountain pen made by an old brand manufacturer No. 30. The quality has always been very guaranteed. How could such a human tragedy happen? It is not scientific at all!

He looked at the black mark on the notebook with some puzzlement, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like seeing a black cat when he was about to leave the house (Wu Er).

He glanced at the empty seat belonging to Haru Miura on the right, and then slowly took out a wet tissue from his schoolbag to clean up the mess.

Miura Haru ran back and forth with this group of death gods for more than a dozen laps, almost running the entire Jinglingting, but they ran from the sun in the sky to the willow branches under the moon, they did not meet the shadows of the travel disasters, but I ran into the rampant captain of the [-]th squad, who was said to be a super road idiot, Saraki Kenpachi several times.

The last time he met Saragi Kenpachi head-on, the moon had already come out, and Haru Miura ran for several hours without even drinking or eating, and was already a little dizzy.

"Good evening! Captain Saraki! It's an honor to meet you again!"

With a loud voice, the four seats of grass and trees led a group of team members to salute Saraki Kenpachi, and Miura Haru naturally followed suit.

Captain Saraki is tall and burly, with his hair combed up in the image of a hedgehog, decorated with bells, his facial features are rough and stern, with an eye patch on his right eye, and the remaining left eye seems to be born with a fierceness.

"Ah."

His voice was also hoarse, and he responded flatly, and suddenly a pink head appeared from his left shoulder, and then a small figure climbed onto his shoulder like this, greeting them:

"Good evening!"

"Hello, vice-captain Caolu!"

Caomu Sixi led the team members to bow to the little girl again, only then did Haru Miura notice that the little girl was wearing an armband belonging to the vice-captain on her left shoulder.

Eh?Such a young child is actually the vice-captain?Amazing.

The rare and strange Miss Miko secretly marveled in her heart.

"Captain Saraki, Vice-captain Caolu, may I ask if you still want to investigate the travel disaster?"

Cao Mu Sixi asked like this, and what responded to him was the immature voice of the little girl:

"No! Xiao Jian has been unable to find them, it's boring, and now he's going back to the team building."

"Is that right?"

The Four Seats of Grass and Trees suddenly stepped forward and made another salute:

"May I ask Captain Saraki and Vice Captain Kusaka, can you take the players who messed up with our team to the [-]th squad?"

Team [-] and Team [-] are neighbors, so the intruder that Cao Musi said was naturally Haru Miura.However, the girl frowned: If she was really taken to the tenth squad, wouldn't that be exposed?

Before Miura Haru could react, the little girl's voice sounded:

"If you don't want it, you don't want it! Xiaojian never takes others with him!"

Miura Haru breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the alarm had been lifted, but Kusaki Sixi said another sentence:

"She's a girl with a round back of her head, like a steamed bun. Vice Captain Caolu will definitely be interested in you."? ? ?

Haru Miura was shocked: Listen and see!What kind of human talk is this? !

However, what shattered her three views even more was: the Caolu vice-captain glanced at her, and suddenly changed his words:

"Ah! It's brown sugar steamed buns! Xiaojian Xiaojian! Let's take her back together!"

Wait... why brown sugar steamed buns!

Miura Haru's heart was already messed up, but Cao Mu had already walked in front of her, and her rough voice was still full of disgust:

"Hurry up and keep up with Captain Saraki! It's exhausting to run this distance as a god of death, and you can only do clerical work! Use your stupid brain to remember clearly, next time don't join the search team, drag people behind leg!"

Although the tone was unceremonious, Miura Haru heard something different:

This cold-faced Grim Reaper...did he notice that she was about to run out of energy?

Miura Haru was stunned, and was suddenly pushed by Kusaki Sishi. She staggered a few steps and walked in front of Zaraki Kenpachi. Wooden bow:

"Thank you for your hard work! Captain Saraki!"

"Ah."

Zaraki Kenpachi didn't even move his head, and his expression was still full of disinterest.

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'Don't let a person's appearance cloud your judgment, that's the most important thing. '

—Conan Doyle