[Death] Acacia inkstone

Tongues of fire crackled in Dong Shilang's ears, but he just seemed to have not seen them, and stepped forward on his own. Wherever he passed, every step was covered with ice and snow.

This not-so-small warehouse was used by Akiyama Suzumi as a wine cellar, and she did make full preparations for this trip—judging from the remains of wine bottles all over the floor, she had at least enough wine There are two or three shelves full, not counting the bottles whose bodies have been burned at high temperature.

In the entire villa, only by testing the incense in this warehouse can we ensure that the aroma will never spread to the hall, and the wine here is originally sealed and placed, and there is only a very weak fire after the incense is lit , although it is not safe for Kaga Yiren to do so, it is understandable.

But now that he has caused such a big fire, there must be an accident in one of the links.

The old roof creaked, and debris kept falling from the beams.

Dong Shilang searched around, and saw a remnant of fabric beside the empty wine cabinet by the wall.

He walked over and knelt down. The black and blue plaid striped fabric was burned to the point of the fire, but he could recognize it as the pattern on Kaga's shirt.

His eyes followed the fabric and fell on a pile of black debris.

The temperature inside the house was extremely high. Fortunately, Urahara improved Yoshiko a few years ago, allowing him to perform some basic moves of Zanpakuto and Kido while wearing Yoshiko, which allowed him to stay for a longer period of time. In the fire.But he is still dangerous, the smoke from the previous violent combustion cannot be dispelled, and the oxygen has been greatly consumed.Dongshiro could only cover his mouth and nose, simply check the scene, and quickly find the trace of Kaoru Sakurai.

The pile of dark debris has completely lost its original appearance, but there is a high possibility that Kaga Yatto's body is among them.After all, even his clothes were burned to pieces, so it was indeed impossible for him to survive.

While looking around, Toshiro called Sakurai Kaoru's name, hoping to find her as soon as possible.But got no response.

All the crackling flames in the room were frozen, Dongshiro stood in the thick smoke, leaving him with only silence for a moment.

And, nothing but silence.

His heart seemed to be emptied by everything at once, Shiro Dong stayed in the center of the small space of the wine cellar as if in a daze, emotions swept in like a tide, and the feeling was complicated, he couldn't tell what it was like.

In the past few decades they have been together, almost every time he calls her, he can quickly hear her lazy voice.

Toshiro once thought that he would forget about a voice like Sakurai Kaoru's with a faint, indistinct character as soon as he turned around—just like other people who knew him but didn't have a deep relationship, they couldn't stand the scouring of time, In an instant, it is hidden in the depths of memory.

However, he did not expect that her voice had been lingering in his ears on and off for decades, and it had already been deeply embedded in his mind.

He didn't expect that one day he would so much hope to hear her talk.

He even didn't expect that at this moment, he would miss her so much.

Dong Shilang tried his best to breathe as gently as possible to calm himself down.

The oxygen in the wine cellar became thinner and thinner, and there was not much time left for him.

"team leader……"

A faint but familiar voice suddenly came to his ears, Dong Shilang quickly followed the sound, and his eyes fell on the wreckage of a wine rack in the corner:

Perhaps because it was a little farther away from the fire, the wine rack was not burned too much.It's just that the thick smoke in the wine cellar blinded his eyes, and Shiro Dong was distracted by Kaga Yiren's death at first, and his concern was chaotic, so he couldn't find this place for a while.

Toshiro threw away the broken boards and the charred frame two or three times, and sure enough, he saw Kaoru Sakurai who was buried under the wine rack and whose consciousness was already on the verge of wandering.

"Sakurai." Toshiro knelt on the ground with one leg, and wrapped one hand around Kaoru Sakurai's waist so that she could lean against the corner of the wall.

A cold breath rushed towards his face, Kaoru Sakurai slightly opened his eyes, the silver-haired boy who caught his eyes, although he still had a straight face, at this moment he lost the coldness of the past, and his expression could teach people to notice One or two points of anxiety.

His appearance almost overlaps with another person deep in his memory.

That person had an unusually cold back, and a pair of eyes as deep as a pool of water.

That person once held her hand under the cherry blossom tree and told her that he would always love her.

That person could see through all her fragility, and kissed her eyes lightly to comfort her.

The two figures dangled in her mind, gradually approaching, but suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces at the moment they were about to overlap.

Sakurai Kaoru only heard a voice in his heart saying:

They are obviously different.

How can you confuse them.

Eyelashes trembling slightly, Kaoru Sakurai stared quietly at Toshirō Hitsugaya, one of his hands rested on her shoulder, and there was a steady stream of warmth from his palm.

"Kaga is dead." She opened her lips with difficulty, her voice hoarse and haggard.

Dong Shilang nodded, and at the same time his eyes darkened slightly: "I know."

The raging sea of ​​flames and Kaga's hoarse cry before his death appeared in his mind again.

Sakurai Kaoru is also a girl after all, she is just better at hiding herself than others, and it is a lie to say that she is not afraid.

But at this moment, she looked into his quiet eyes, and suddenly felt that with him by her side, all fear and weakness could be dispelled.

"Captain..." There was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness in her heart, but Sakurai Kaoru couldn't distinguish clearly. She looked at Toshiro lightly, with a tired look on her face: "I was saved by you again. Woolen cloth."

“It was like that two years ago, and it’s going to be like that two years from now.”

There was a sigh-like expression on her face, Dongshiro rarely saw her showing such an expression before, but he often saw it in recent days.He knew there must be something hidden in her heart.But Sakurai Kaoru is such a person, she won't talk about many things without asking her, but if she asks, she will turn around and avoid the topic, and he always has nothing to do with her.

He sighed softly, and said helplessly, "That's because you are too weak."

Sakurai Kaoru's eyes suddenly flickered with the joking smile of the past: "Captain... Sure enough, he has been with me for a long time, so he can make jokes."

Her face was pale, but she still managed to pull out a smile.

Facing Kaoru Sakurai like this, Toshiro was suddenly taken aback.

The feelings accumulated in my heart for decades finally came to my heart at this moment.

The one who skipped class, the one who joked, the one who was lazy, the one who made him helpless but helpless.

She who silently accompanies her, who cares about herself, and who understands herself.

This is her he loves.

The air seemed to be hot in an instant, and the hand on her shoulder suddenly tightened.

At least once in a person's life, there will be no turning back.

Or for friends, or for the love of my heart.

Kaoru Sakurai's face was pale after a layer of fatigue, his eyes were half closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.Her appearance, at this very moment, moved his heart so much.

Dong Shilang caressed her face with one hand, his heart beat out of rhythm for an instant.Reason seemed to have been swallowed by the flames in this sea of ​​fire, he closed his eyes, and kissed her lips directly.

Their lips pressed together tightly, and the lingering cold breath gradually warmed up.He gently pried her lips open, and the feelings that had been hidden in his heart for a long time became clearer at this moment.

Sakurai Kaoru has never seen the captain be so irrational.He kissed her so hard, demanding and plundering every inch of her breath, that she felt almost suffocated.But her sanity gradually became blurred.Sakurai Kaoru closed her eyes completely, put one arm around his neck, and he hugged her even tighter.

The condensed flame returned to its beating posture in an instant, and the crackling sound came surging with scorching breath.

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Builditupwithbricksandmortar,

Bricks and Mortar, bricks and Mortar,

Builditupwithbricksandmortar,

My fair lady.

Bricks and Mortar will not stay,

Will not stay, will not stay,

Bricks and Mortar will not stay,

My fair lady.

When Sakurai Kaoru woke up, it was already late at night.She changed her pajamas in a hurry, and after trotting all the way to the warehouse, she saw these two songs engraved on the inner wall.

The fire caused by the explosion burned out all the lighting circuits in the house. Kaoru Sakurai turned on the flashlight and cast the light on these two lyrics with a strange atmosphere, wanting to take a closer look:

The knife marks are very deep, and it can be seen that the person who carved the letter was quite hard.But the strokes are quite neat and delicate, and even the depth of the grooves is very uniform. It can be imagined that if you want to achieve such a situation with a knife, you must have spent a lot of time and energy.

Sakurai Kaoru thought about it, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Which murderer is willing to spend so much time just to leave a song at the murder scene to create a strange atmosphere?

Kaoru Sakurai moved the beam of the flashlight elsewhere, she must have missed something crucial.

In the dark and silent small warehouse, the only light source was the flashlight in her hand.But at this moment, the ballad on the wall gradually glowed with a blue light.

This is clearly spiritual pressure.

So this typesetting... was actually written with... a ghost way?

Sakurai Kaoru suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Ghost Dao has always had a very strong instantaneous explosive power, because only in this way can it cause as much damage as possible to the enemy.As for the writing on the wall, the strokes are extremely thin and deep, full of explosive power, and they are quite restrained.How precise is the control of ghosts required to do this?

Kaoru Sakurai raised his hand and gently touched the ballad on the wall, calming down and trying to feel the source of this spiritual pressure.

It's just that these words were engraved several days in advance, and now there are only sporadic spirit particles that have not had time to completely dissipate. She can't perceive any characteristics of this spiritual pressure, and naturally she can't distinguish it. the master.

But she faintly felt that there seemed to be some particularly subtle connection between this spiritual pressure and her.

. . .