[Death] How can I throw you down

The raindrops fell on the road, and the whole city was shrouded in a rain curtain. She was holding an umbrella, and the raindrops hit the transparent umbrella, and the water splashed everywhere.

She carried the things she had just bought from the supermarket and walked towards home.Walking on the edge of the road, there is a green belt next to it, and a river below. Rainy days make the water level of the river rise, and the river that has always been flowing slowly is now quite surging.

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, she squinted her eyes, and quickened her steps to leave this side. In the end, her eyes only glanced at two figures, one big and one small in raincoats.

An orange head was exposed from the brim of the small raincoat. He happily led his mother along the path by the river, and the beautiful voice of laughter faintly reached her ears through the rain curtain.

Oh, the probability of meeting the protagonist in Karakura Town is like buying a bottle of 100% winning drink.

The expression on her face was as if she had seen 'one more bottle' on the bottle cap, although it was expected, it still contained a hint of surprise.

There was a majestic wind in the air, but it was enough to change the direction of the drizzle, and some raindrops fell on j□j's exposed skin, soaking into the slightest coolness.

The coolness of the raindrops falling on the body is only on the surface, and the coldness in the heart is the bone-chilling coldness.She took one last look at the Xu that appeared in front of them, and walked past holding an umbrella.

"Lord Ulquiola? Wait, I forgot to pack my clothes!" She was changing shoes at the entrance when she saw Ulquiola coming out of the upstairs room, with water dripping from his thin chest, He wiped his hair with a bath towel in one hand, and looked at her while leaning on the railing with the other hand, wearing a makeshift bath towel around his body.

Drops of water slid down his black hair across his neck, fell into the recess between his collarbone and his shoulders, overflowed and then flowed out, along his chest, and finally fell into the bath towel under his body. The snow-white bath towel absorbed water And become soft.

Seeing this scene, she hurriedly went to the balcony to see if the clothes that were hung out last time were dry.Although the number of times Ulquiola went out has decreased recently, the corresponding time has also become longer, and she never greeted her, nor did she say when she would come back.

So she was lazy and confiscated her clothes. Who would have thought that he came back so quickly this time, and it happened to be a rainy day.Yike didn't have much spiritual power, and he never carried an umbrella, so it was expected that he would get wet.

"Where did Master Ulquiola go this time?" Ulquiola sat on the wicker chair he usually sat on, his hair was still dripping, he took out a book, took out the bookmark and put it aside. continue browsing.

"The world of corpses and souls. I didn't feel the breath of the key." He briefly explained his itinerary, and his dark green eyes never left in the book.

"Did you go there in a shamrock?" She poked her head out and asked him while making tea in the kitchen.The bright yellow hair slid down from the shoulders, forming a smooth arc in the air.

"Spiritual body." Ulquiorra said with a slightly low magnetic voice.She looked back clearly, and took out the black tea in her hand.

[Please complete the binding system task and help Ulquiola brush her hair. The details help increase intimacy. ] Mr. Tianshu reminded her when she put down her black tea and was about to leave.

She looked up as she leaned over, just as Ulquiola's dripping hair soaked the clothes off his shoulders.When the two of them were wearing prosthetic skeletons, there were naturally no masks and hollow holes, and without the cover of the mask, his hair looked a little easier to deal with.

She blinked her eyes, looked at his dark green eyes with gray eyes, and smiled helplessly at the corner of her mouth: "If you don't mind, let me dry your hair for you."

Ulquiorra glanced at her with dark green eyes and nodded.She stood up straight, picked up the towel he placed on the table, walked behind him, and gently wiped his black hair.

Ulquiola's hair was very thin and soft, and she couldn't help remembering that she had black hair when she was still alive.

The longer you live, the more you feel that many times that are close at hand become out of reach.

When she was eight percent dry, she stopped and took a bath towel and sat on the sofa beside her.In order to avoid doing such delicate work next time, Ulquiola said in a clear voice with a complaining tone, calm and composed: "Master Ulquiola, please be sure to tell me the time when you go out next time. What if I come back late today and you can’t find your clothes? And what if you catch a cold after being exposed to the rain? Sir Apollo’s skeleton is very fine, and it’s very troublesome if it breaks.”

Ulquiorra's attention was taken away from the book, and Goni almost never complained to him.Being able to say so much this time, I have the intention of venting all my usual resentment.

His eyes rolled slightly, and he rarely responded to her complaint: "I see, this is the last time to go out."

When I go out next time, I probably won't come back here again.

She was inexplicably sad by the rain outside the window, or maybe it was the first time that she felt melancholy about seeing herself dead.

She got up and went to the balcony to dry the wet towels, then walked to the edge of the balcony and stretched out her hand to catch the raindrops falling in the air.The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, as if they want to go home quickly.

Going home is another distant memory.She sighed, the rain can arouse too many thoughts, not only did not dispel the gloom in her heart, but added to the blockage.

The balcony door was opened, and the cold breath of the people behind her was different from the cold and damp feeling of the rain. She suddenly wanted to talk about something.

"Master Ulquiorra, what is the heart of a human being?" Suddenly remembering this question that Ulquiorra had struggled with for a long time in the animation, she asked as she looked at the growing rain.

It was not the expected 'meaningless' answer, he breathed lightly, and spoke after a while: "Human beings are weak. Only when the feeling of 'whom do you want to protect' arises, the so-called potential will explode."

She turned her head in surprise, completely unaware that Ulquiola would answer this question in such a way.Did he think of those previous battles?

"Speaking of which, I saw Kurosaki Ichigo today." She turned her head and continued to look at the rain curtain, her crisp voice interspersed with the sound of raindrops beating the leaves.

"His mother will be eaten by Xu, I know." Her voice became lower and lower, almost whispering.

"Being helpless because of the power, I feel guilty. Boring feelings." Ulquiola's words contained a cold breath, and he stood beside her, his dark green eyes were bright and bright under the dark sky , but with a dark color.

It was originally intended to ask her to cook, but she was asked a bunch of inexplicable questions.

"It's not a boring relationship. Master Ulquiola is obviously soft-hearted many times, just like hating the cannibalism of the same kind." She turned her head to refute his words, her wide gray eyes were full of firmness, Blooming a different kind of brilliance in that gray world.

Drops of water floated in and wet her bangs, and fell into her eye sockets along her forehead. She blinked, and the water fell from her eye sockets. After this soaking, the gray eyes became brighter and brighter like the new sunshine after rain.

Ulquiorra frowned slightly, but said nothing to her objection.

"I'm going to cook." She looked at Ulquiola without speaking for a long time, then turned and walked towards the room.

Putting his hand on the doorknob of the balcony, Ulquiola's flat voice came over: "You mean, the matter of ignoring death violates the so-called principle?"

Dazed, she turned her head and looked over: "No, I didn't intend to save them. I only use my strength to protect the people I care about, and I have no interest in seeing injustice. But this is not the same as my Feelings don't conflict."

Ulquiola turned his back to her with an unpredictable expression, probably also expressionless. Seeing that he stopped answering, she turned the armrest and walked in.

She won't tell him that this is what people call a lowly mentality.Many times, even if you tell yourself not to care about some decisions made against your will, you will still think about them instinctively.

[This is the meaning that cannot be violated. 】Jun Tianshu rarely joined her ranks of sighs.

Yes, so I always want to be a good person.In the end, if you insist on making me an animal, what can I do?

[The person you are talking to has dropped the line. 】

When did you get online?Tianshu-jun, I feel more and more that you are a cold and arrogant man.

[Disconnection in progress. 】

After dinner, as usual, it was time for her to complain about the news.Ulquiorra would wisely decide to enter the house at this time, so as not to be harassed for reading.

There was a little accident today, the light bulb in the study seemed to be out of order, so he had to read in the living room.Due to his presence, Goni turned down the volume of the TV a bit, but——

5 minutes later. "My God, how can this prime minister grow up like this, this country is so hopeless!"

Ulquiorra looked at her coldly, and said coldly, "Shut up."

She flinched, hugged the pillow of the sofa and protested in a low voice: "It's fine if you take my territory, but why don't you take away my fun."

Ulquiola's icy gaze suddenly made the air ten degrees colder.She sensibly shut up.

He returned his gaze to the book. After 3 minutes, Goni kept making strange noises.

"Hmph." Leng snorted.

"Huh?" Surprised.

"Cut." Disdainful.

"Tch." Continue to be disdainful.

"Oh." Sneered.

Ulquiola's hand pinching the pages of the book increased his strength. He got up, took the remote control on the table, and pressed the button on the TV. Goni could only see the TV screen being continuously shrunk by the blue screen...off.

Turning her head, Ulquiorra looked at her silently with dark green eyes.

"I shut up." She blinked innocently, hugging the pillow, most of her face was blocked.Her bright yellow hair fell down her shoulders, and only gray eyes were shining on her face.

"You've been busy recently." His question was cold.

"That's right. So Lord Ulquiola must not deprive me of my entertainment. As a good citizen in this world, we should always pay attention to the development of the country, which is beneficial to... Wait, Ulquiola What are you going to do, my lord?" Her originally leisurely expression gradually became frightened when she saw Ulquiola close her eyes, slowly close the book, get up and walk towards her.

Ulquiorra stood in front of her, leaned over to look at her, and said a word from his black lips: "It's just right, I'm free too. Play a game."

"Eh? I'm kidding. Don't, it's super troublesome to clean up the house like that, and there are expensive vases. Definitely don't." Her head shook like a rattle, and she could already expect that she would be beaten It's over.

"So, be careful when you fall." Ulquiola's eyes gradually brightened, and the deep color seemed to spread out from the pupils little by little, like ripples in the pool.

Is this telling her she's going to beat her up and then she'll have to adjust her landing position?

two hours later.

Ulquiorra brushed off his sleeves, put one hand back in his pocket, and walked upstairs. "Pack it up, I'm going to bed." After saying a word, his back looked calm.

Gritting her teeth and looking at the house that looked like a tornado passing through, she viciously pointed the middle finger in the direction of Ulquiola's departure.A stingy man who must take revenge!