yo little strawberry

Isshou will never forget the scene when Byakuya Kuchiki left, those words without any emotion seemed to be imprinted on his heart, making him feel terrified every time he thinks about it.He even began to feel that Chinese cabbage said that last sentence on purpose, and sure enough, Mr. Cabbage also held a grudge.

Ichigo, who was lying in a pool of blood, reluctantly raised his head to look at Isshou, and after confirming that the other party was not hit, he said in a hoarse voice: "Isshou, I...do you also think I am useless?"

Yishou squatted down, lowered his head and stared at his elder brother, "Ordinary people would have died long ago if they were hacked several times by cabbage, but brother, you can lie here so steadily and discuss with me whether you are useless, which proves that Brother, you are not weak."

Having said that, he suddenly sighed, buried his face with his hands, and said in a muffled voice, "I am the useless one, if I can become stronger, then... oh yes, my shower Where is the basin?"

Yishou suddenly remembered that his bath tub was still missing, so he quickly got up and looked around to find his poor important prop that had been cannon fodder.

However, at this moment, the crisp sound of clogs stepping on the ground suddenly sounded in the distance.

Urahara Kisuke walked over slowly on crutches, the brim of his hat covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression at this time.But Yishou can vaguely feel that the man in front of him is angry, yes, the bad store manager is very angry, because his spiritual pressure is a bit confused——

Wait a minute, even the Reiatsu is a little confused...

Kazuju suddenly felt that he should find a place to hide. Thinking this way, he ran in another direction, that is, where Ishida Uryu was, to avoid face-to-face contact with Urahara.

"Oh, Ishida-kun, you are seriously injured!" Kazuki looked at him worriedly, as if he had just discovered that the person in front of him was injured, "I didn't know I was injured so badly, Oh, it's really inappropriate. Ishida-kun, are you okay? I'll take you home, hey, I'll take you home."

Ishida Uryu twitched the corners of his mouth, and calmly opened the distance between himself and Isshou, "No, no, it's okay. I can go back by myself, thank you for your kindness."

As he said that, he looked up at Urahara who was talking to Ichigo not far away, turned his face and said to Kazuki with an expression of "you are finished", "I think the store manager Urahara seems to have something to say to you. Come on, why, don't you go talk to him?" If he read correctly, the moment Urahara saw Isshou just now, it seemed that he wanted to pull out the Zanpakuto hidden in the crutch.

Oh, this silly brother of Kurosaki Ichigo, how can he provoke some terrible big shots?

Isshou ignored Ishida's sarcasm, but stared at him with a very serious look, "Ishida-kun, I want to ask you, um, um..." He seemed to be hesitating, his soft brown eyes were innocent. Blinking, the thick and curly eyelashes fanned up and down like a small fan with the blinking movement.

Ishida Uryu adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and tried his best to make his voice sound smooth, "Hey, just tell me if you have any questions. If you want to ask why I appear here tonight, then I I think I've explained it. I didn't come to save Kuchiki Rukia, let alone you, I just came out in the middle of the night to buy a sewing kit."

He paused, and then added: "Uh, I didn't rush over here because I felt the pressure of the god of death at home, and I didn't specially buy a sewing kit from home because I was afraid of being exposed. It’s really like going to the supermarket in the middle of the night to buy…”

"It's enough!"

Kazushou looked helplessly at Ishida, who described the truth darker and darker, shook his head and said, "Who cares why you appear here, who cares whether your sewing kit was brought from home or bought from a shop. Ah! What I want to ask you is..." He scratched his hair with an unnatural expression on his face, "Uh, what I want to ask you is... Where did my bathtub go?"

"You are enough!!" Ishida was not calm this time, he was so excited that he almost sprained his neck, "By the way, how much do you care about the bathtub! Why do you keep talking about the bathtub? Hey, Okay, can you say that a washbasin can be regarded as a change?!"

Yishou curled his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm just curious, I don't know if there is any accident happened to Mr. Bathtub who almost got in touch with Chinese cabbage..."

"If that 'bathtub man' you're talking about is that dregs, then I think I've found it."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded from behind Isshou, scaring him and quickly hid behind Ishida.Kazuju poked his head out slowly like a frightened animal, carefully observing Urahara's face.But he found sadly that most of Urahara's face was hidden in the shadows, which made it impossible for him to recognize whether the other party was angry or not.

So, he boldly called out softly, "...store manager, are you here?"

Urahara stood his crutches on the ground, put his hands on it, and looked down on Isshou in an absolutely condescending posture, oppressing him with his own aura, but he refused to speak.

Silence, endless awkward silence all around.

Ishida Uryu ignored the two people who were facing each other awkwardly, but in an absolute vacuum and transparent state, he lowered his head and studied the grass at his feet with all his concentration, as if some magical kingdom suddenly appeared on the grass.

Kazushou couldn't stand the dead atmosphere, so he asked boldly: "Ah, dear store manager, may I ask..." Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by the spiritual pressure released by Urahara.

It's over, this time it's really over.

He can now be 100% sure that the bad store manager is really angry.But why is he angry? He didn't do anything wrong. Why does he have a dark face?

Kazuto asked himself, he didn't provoke Urahara before, let alone sabotage his plan, why did he get angry?Why?why?why?

Seeing that Isshou was about to realize "why?", Ishida, who had been lowering his head to study Xiaocao, finally couldn't help it, "Isshou-kun, what is that ball of stuff in your head? Is it a weed? Or are you pretending nothing at all!" After speaking, he stood up staggeringly holding his wound, bid farewell to Kisuke Urahara, and glared viciously at Isshou who had been occupied by mentally handicapped stars, Then he left without looking back.

Seeing Ishida's figure gradually disappear into the night, Kazushou suddenly felt that he really did something unpardonable.Unfortunately, he himself has no impression at all.But seeing the situation in front of him, there is always nothing wrong with taking the initiative to apologize or something.

So, Isshou looked up at Urahara pitifully, and said softly: "Well... store manager Urahara, don't be angry. It's all my fault, it's all my fault, don't be angry, okay? Chinese cabbage put pressure on you, and now you're going to put pressure on you... Oh, by the way, where is my elder brother?"

Speaking of his elder brother, Yishou completely woke up.He stood up and patted the dirt on his body, and when he looked up, he found that Ichigo was gone, including the blood on the ground.

"Hey, my elder brother..."

"Tie Zhai took him back to bandage his wound." After a long silence, Urahara finally opened his mouth, "You said you did something wrong, that's good, I'll ask you now, what exactly did you do wrong?"

He took a step, slowly approached Yishou, forced him to step back with his absolute height advantage, and finally stopped by the wall.With his back against the cold wall, Kazushou looked up at Urahara with a strange expression, and said with difficulty: "Uh, I shouldn't...I shouldn't have brought a bath tub here, and I shouldn't have tried to splash Chinese cabbage with water. Uh, and..."

"What else?"

Looking at Urahara who was getting closer and closer to him, Yishou couldn't help swallowing, "Uh, and should I not listen to you..." He paused, desperately searching for what Urahara had said in his mind, but Helpless, at this critical moment, he couldn't remember what the other party had said.

Urahara Kisuke's eyes were deep and deep, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, slowly lowered his head and approached Yishou, and said in that slightly hoarse but charming voice: "Well, what did I say?"

The distance between the two of them was too close, and Yishou's face was quickly stained with a blush, secretly thankful that the surrounding light was very dark, and his blushing face could not be seen.But it was precisely because the surroundings were too dark that he became extremely sensitive all over his body. Slowly, he felt that his body was a little hot, his mouth was dry, and his heartbeat accelerated as if he was vaguely expecting something.

Isshou felt that going on like this was very bad, and avoided the other party's sight in a very embarrassing manner.

"Uh, I, I don't know..."

Urahara leaned on the wall with one hand, wrapped Yishou in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

Isshou's heart was beating very fast, he tried to break free from Urahara's confinement, but the other party seemed to stick tighter on purpose.In desperation, he had no choice but to push the opponent's chest with both hands, but no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't move.This made Kazuju a little depressed, because he and Urahara Kisuke were far apart in terms of age and strength.

He dared to pour cold water on Byakuya Kuchiki, but he definitely didn't dare to offend Kisuke Urahara.

Because the former is an iceberg aristocrat who cares about face and puts his family's honor first, he has to maintain his own image no matter what, so he has an opportunity to take advantage of it; and the latter, who is the latter, when a bad store manager invents collapse jade and is blue dyed When he was framed and left the world of souls, Da Cabbage was still a violent young boy.

Thinking about it this way, Kazuju felt that Kisuke Urahara was a dangerous person.

"Shop manager, my brain is not very good. If I said something before, or promised you something, but now I can't do it, then you must not take it seriously. Because I don't mean it. I... …I just……"

Urahara was silent for a while, and then pressed the hat with the other hand, and there was no abnormality in his voice, "Kisuko Kurosaki, do you know that if it wasn't because of your luck today, then I think I am already facing A broken and incomplete corpse spoke. What do you think of Captain Kuchiki Byakuya of the Sixth Division? If he doesn't kill you today, it doesn't mean he won't touch you in the future."

Yishou lowered his head as he was taught, and replied softly with some fear, "Well, I know. I promise that today's situation will never happen again..." He pursed his lips, as if thinking of something wrong Good thing, the voice is a little hoarse and dry.

"I, I just don't want my elder brother to get hurt, but I find that I'm too useless, I can't do anything at all. I can't help anything like this. Even though I have thought of the worst possibility, I still don't know what to do. I can't even do..."

Knowing the development of the plot, knowing that his relatives will be hurt, but still powerless, nothing can be done.His fate will not be changed at all because of his existence or hard work. He is like a jumping clown, jumping up and down, making a fool of himself, but still can't get what he wants.

He doesn't have any delusions. In fact, he just wants his relatives to suffer less injuries and suffer less...

"Don't worry about Kurosaki Ichigo, he's fine, he's much better than I imagined." Urahara withdrew his hand from the wall, bent down to pick up the crutch that fell on the ground, turned around and walked forward slowly, "Maybe things didn't go in the direction you imagined, but it is undeniable that you have worked hard, and it has achieved results."

If it wasn't because of Isshou's oolong incident that distracted most of Kuchiki Byakuya's attention, then Ichigo would have been hit harder.

Katshou was a little dazed, he stared blankly at Urahara's back, and didn't react for a long time.

Kisuke Urahara's figure was a little blurry in the night, the loose robe on his body was blown by the breeze, and the hem of his clothes rose with the wind, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air.When the long figure was about to disappear into the night, he suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly.

"Yi Shou, what are you still doing in a daze, if you don't want to be such a waste, then hurry up and follow."

YD's small theater——

Where did the tub go? ?

Kazuhisa: Bro, have you seen my tub?It was the crimson one that almost hit the tub of Chinese cabbage.

Ichigo (frowning tightly): Isshou, I think... actually there are many things that are good, not just the bathtub, for example: XX and XXX are all good, don’t always focus on that bathtub above!

Kazuto: Ishida-kun, did you see my bathtub that night?You have been watching the battle, you must have seen it.

Ishida (holding glasses): Ah, when I noticed it, it had turned into dregs.

Isshou: Oh my poor Bathtub-kun! !Rukia, do you know how my tub broke?

Rukia (drawing a picture of a little bear): That's how things are, take a look at Isshou, you should be able to understand it, right?That guy Ichigo always says my drawings are ugly...

Kazuju: Ah, I probably understand.So, Mr. Cabbage, do you know what happened to my bathtub?Why did it suddenly become a residue? ?

Kuchiki Byakuya (expressionless): Cut it off.

Yishou (with teary eyes): Oh, you really did it!But then again, when did you move your hand?I didn't see it... no, everyone didn't see it!

Renji (raises hand): I saw it!I probably saw that Captain Kuchiki teleported to the bathtub before attacking Ichigo. After finishing the tub at a speed too fast for me to see clearly, he teleported to Ichigo and chopped him down. .

Yishou (Nei Niu Man Mian): Is that so, Mr. Cabbage?

Kuchiki Byakuya (expressionless): Yes.

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