[Death] and listen to the singing

? Dreaming.

The vague sound of rain, very far and very near, sometimes pattering and sometimes majestic, the sound of rain surrounding the whole body has never stopped.

In the rain of that memory, the cold rain gradually warmed up, and the liquid that covered the hands was extremely viscous. The rain and tears that flowed on the cheeks mixed into the bright red pool, and they were never seen again, desperate and sad.

When Ichigo woke up, he was a little confused, and unconsciously stroked his eyebrows with the back of his hand, only to realize that it was wet.

what.

Ichigo got up and opened the bedroom door.

It's raining.

Haiyan is in charge of waking up Ichigo every day. Today, as usual, because it is raining, I walked along the promenade with the sound of rain, but I was surprised to see the kid who was supposed to be under the covers saying something uncharacteristically. Standing silently in the rain, his thin bathrobe was wet by the rain, which made his not-so-strong figure even thinner.

Haiyan's chest froze, and she opened her mouth with a little panic and anger, "Ichigo! What are you doing?!"

Silently, the face turned sideways was lifeless, and the orange hair that was originally energetic was drooping, but contrary to the owner's temperament, it stuck to the sides obediently.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The corner of her mouth was bent, showing a smile, but it made Haiyan's heart twitch inexplicably.

Haiyan was a little anxious, and ran forward regardless of the rain, grabbed Ichigo and dragged him back to the room. Fortunately, the kid didn't resist, but followed him obediently.

Once back in the room, Haiyan hurriedly took a towel to dry Ichigo, and hurriedly fetched hot water to wash Ichigo. After tossing and turning for a few times, she finally calmed down. Ichigo also dried himself and changed into a dry bathrobe and went back. in the quilt.

"Ichigo!"

Facing the questioning tone, the boy who turned his back to her did not reply, Haiyan sighed helplessly, sat down beside her, and said worriedly, "Ichigo, what's wrong? Are you sick? Are you feeling unwell? Or something else? "

Get ill? "Haiyan..." is not...

"What?" Haiyan was relieved to finally hear Ichigo speak, anyway, it's not too bad to be willing to talk.

His head, which had been washed by the cold rain, gradually cooled down. Under the warm blanket, Ichigo finally realized what he had done. This is Shiba's house, and the person beside him is Shiba Haiyan, not Kuchiki Byakuya.

It seems that... I did something willful.

Yes, capricious.

To him, his mother was a wound that would never heal, and the rainy day was a switch, which aggravated the injury when it was turned on, and healed only temporarily when it was turned off.Every rainy day, his behavior is no longer under his control. Silence, smiling, and weird behavior are all self-willed and uncontrollable.

Whenever this happens, Bai Zai will always put down his work and stay by his side in silence, silently accepting his waywardness.Although Byakuya never said it, Ichigo knew that he was venting willfully, capriciously, venting emotions that he didn't even know himself.

Sadness and depression, and despair.

Now, it's not Byakuya.

Ichigo buried himself in the quilt and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."

Haiyan was stunned for a moment, showing a relieved smile, and rubbed Ichigo's orange hair protruding from the bedding, "It's okay, Ichigo can tell me anything, isn't Ichigo my younger brother? I'm sorry or something, do it Big Brother doesn’t need it.”

"so……"

"what?"

Ichigo buried his head deeper, "It's not right." Such a relationship.

Haiyan's head was covered with question marks, "What's wrong? Ichigo?" She patted Ichigo on the head lightly, and Ichigo moved but didn't look up.

Ichigo seemed to give up explaining something, and a muffled sound came from under the quilt, "No, it's nothing."

"Ichigo..." Haiyan paused, then suddenly thought of something, "Isn't it, homesick?"

"..." Ichigo simply buried his head in the bed without saying a word.

Haiyan looked at the quilt wrapped up in a ball, and resumed her hearty laughter, "Okay, okay, Ichigo, you can take a good rest today, I will help you to ask for leave from the college, you stay here obediently, what do you want to eat? Let Konghe do it for you, and I will come back to accompany you at night, how about it?"

Still "obediently"...he is not a child! ... Rather than being homesick, I just thought of that man.

The rainy day made him depressed, made his thoughts uncontrollable, and made him mentally vulnerable. At this time, it would be great if he was with that man.

Haiyan helped Yihu cover the quilt and was about to leave when she heard a soft voice, "Haiyan, I'm sorry...for making you worry."

Haiyan smiled silently and closed the door.

Back in the dining room, looking at the two siblings Konghe and Ganjiu who were already seated, Haiyan waved her hands, "Let's eat first, Ichigo is not feeling well, and he is still sleeping, so he won't be able to have breakfast." Said, "Konghe, help Yihu cook some millet porridge for later, and take it out when Yihu is hungry, and take care of the next one today, you know?"

"I see, brother."

"Huh? Brother Yihu is sick, can I go see him later?"

Facing the expectant expression on her younger brother's face, Haiyan refused very simply, "No, let Ichigo have a good rest." Holding up his job bowl, Haiyan said leisurely, "Even if you go, today's homework can't be an excuse to be lazy."

"Eh? What's the matter—" Xiao Yanjiu murmured twice, feeling guilty that the little Jiujiu in his heart was exposed, and then he became more confident in the next second, "I'll go and see what's wrong with Brother Yihu! What's wrong with homework? You can do it anytime!"

"No," Haiyan said decisively, "You finish today's homework first."

"Cut." The little rock vulture took two bites in dissatisfaction, dropped the bowl and chopsticks and left in a fit of anger.

Haiyan stopped what she was doing and looked at the empty seat, covered her usual smile, and frowned uncharacteristically.

The thirteenth division team building.

Haiyan was staring at the document in her hand in a daze.

"That, that... Vice Captain Haiyan..."

"Ok?"

"This document is an urgent document...it needs to be reviewed by the deputy captain or above..."

"Ah."

"...I am waiting here, after the review is completed, I will send it to the first team..."

"Ah."

"That...please hurry up..."

"Ah."

Well, just in a daze.

A member of the thirteenth team expressed anxiety, but as a subordinate, he is not qualified to reprimand his boss, not to mention that his boss seems to have no repentance even if reprimanded - so he became more anxious .

Vice Captain, this document is really urgent!

When he was struggling, a savior fell from the sky—the good-natured captain Fuzhu, who had been acting as an idler, took the documents and pen from Haiyan's hand and started to review them directly.

Haiyan finally came back from her mind wandering, startled, "Ah! Captain Fuzhu? Why are you here? Is your body... all right?"

The mild-mannered Captain just smiled, "If I don't come, no one will process these documents."

Haiyan smirked twice, and hurriedly packed up the messy documents on the table for another review, but was held down by a hand, raised her head in doubt, and said with a bitter face, "Captain Fuzhu, I will only take a short errand, so I won't Fire me? My family still has two... three siblings to take care of!"

Fuzhu also knew that Haiyan was just joking, but he still couldn't help coughing a few times before reluctantly said, "What I mean is, if Haiyan has something important to do, you can finish it first and then come here. Anyway, Team Thirteen, There is not much to do." Fuzhu handed the reviewed document to the team member, gave a few instructions, watched the team member leave happily, and then turned to Haiyan, "Besides, don't forget, Thirteen The team still has me as the captain."

Haiyan knew that Captain Fuzhu, who had been ill for a long time, was forced to replace her because of her sabotage. She felt ashamed and was moved again, so she hesitated and said, "That... haha, it's actually... my younger brother is sick, and I'm a little worried. I want to go back and have a look."

Fuzhu smiled and said, "Really? I'll let you go on vacation in the afternoon and go back to take good care of your brother. After all, relatives are irreplaceable."

Haiyan finally showed her usual hearty smile, "Thank you! Captain Fuzhu!"

Bai Zai was a little anxious.

Ichigo didn't come at noon, so I went to his class to ask and found out that he had asked for leave today, and it was sick leave.From the moment he knew it was sick leave, Bai Zai began to feel restless.

That idiot...is sick.

...It really is a fool!

Bai Zai absently fiddled with the meals he bought from the college cafeteria.

She was fine yesterday, why suddenly...?Is it too much for him to ask for this and that? (It’s really rare to understand clearly...)

Bai Zai ate a chopstick meal, frowned, and glanced at the lunch box in his hand, completely lost his appetite for this kind of thing, and pushed it aside with a look of disgust.

Tsk, it's really unpalatable.

It was only yesterday that I made an appointment to bring him food, but today he didn't come... No, he has to go and see that idiot!

Practical class in the afternoon? ... Now I still care so much about what to do!

I haven't been to Zhibo's house, but I know where it is. Byakuya walked with an umbrella, and the journey went smoothly. He neither got lost nor was questioned. Anyway, we are both nobles, so it should be normal to visit the house, right? (……you sure?)

It was raining heavily, the road was muddy, and the road under his feet was very unfamiliar to Bai Zai, and Bai Zai thought it was not because of Ichigo that he would not come to such a place.

Seeing the door without the slightest aristocratic style in front of him, Byakuya hesitated for a while, and knocked on the door of Shiba's house.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Quiet.

...There is no guard in charge of communication!

Bai Zai twitched the corner of his mouth, and knocked vigorously on the door again, but still no one answered.

What the hell is going on with this Shiba family!No one home in broad daylight? !

Bai Zai was furious, and was about to knock on the door for the third time, when the door finally opened slowly...a small crack.

The one who poked his head out was a brat with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain.

"Who are you looking for?"

Byakuya stabilized his emotions, and said calmly, "I'm looking for Ichigo, I'm his classmate, my name is Byakuya Kuchiki."

The little ghost in front of him obviously didn't know what "Kuchiki Byakuya" was, and he was dissatisfied with himself, "Why are you here when it's raining so much! It's very troublesome, okay! Brother Ichigo went out, and brother went out to look for it." This little ghost naturally It was Ganju, Ganju looked Bai Zai up and down, hesitated, "Since Ichigo-san's friend, why don't you come in first?"

Byakuya was taken aback, "What did you say? Isn't Ichigo sick? What is he going out for?"

Ganju impatiently said, "Brother Ichigo has a big brother here! It's okay! Do you want to come in? If you don't come in, I will close the door... Hey!"

Before Ganjiu finished speaking, Bai Zai turned around and ran away.

Griffin was sprayed all over his face by the splashing water, and complained dissatisfiedly, "What a strange person."

At this moment, Bai Zai was very anxious, he didn't know what he was anxious about, since it rained in the morning, he was not right, as if something in the dark was guiding him.

Although he didn't know what was ahead, but...he had to go!

Ichigo...!