rain forest

Who said that a girl's lips are sweet? It's completely wrong. The faint ones have no taste at all.

Ichimaru Gin thought so before he fell into a coma.

But, it feels really good.

I hope to see her immediately when I open my eyes next time.

He was disappointed.

The summer sun shines in through the window paper, with dizzying brightness.

The room with the windows closed was a bit stuffy, and there was still a candle burning on the window sill. It was probably lit last night and has been on until now.Ichimaru Gin turned to the left side, put up his arms and wanted to sit up, but his arms couldn't use his strength, and he fell back.

No one supported him when his back touched the hard tatami, and no one opened the door and said, "You're awake."

The room where he was alone seemed to be mocking his impulsiveness, and actually ran to Mao with injuries all over his body.

But he felt at ease lying here, a rare peace of mind... well, a little bit lost.

Ichimaru Gin doesn't regret it, he doesn't want to expose his weak side to those who will be silenced in the virtual world, and he doesn't want to go to Gotei Shisanban and beg for mercy in front of Aizen.

"I'm hungry, little Aoki, come back and cook for me." The boy raised his arm, pressed it on his swollen and painful forehead, and shouted in a low voice in a daze.

The boy who squinted and stared at the ceiling didn't see it, and the candle flame on the window sill flickered.

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Aoki Qingtong put the bento box under the shade of a tree, and said to Kuchiki Byakuya who was walking over, "I have something to do today, so let's go first."

Kuchiki has no doubts about him: "Come on Shijie."

"Yeah." Aoki smiled, and said something with an unknown state of mind, "I finally have something to do today."

Ichimaru Gin was in a coma for three days and had a high fever.She was terrified and afraid to ask others for help, and she had to pretend to be okay in front of others.28 gave her a box of twelve candles when she left the virtual circle. After learning that the old man had left, Aoki planned to keep these candles, but she dared not let Ichimaru Gin out of her sight, but she was Mao's student, I have to go to class.So she had to light 28 candles, add a skylight, and let the sound in the room pass in the opposite direction.

She felt sorry for the candle, but it was just a heartache, and she didn't feel that it was not worth it.

Going back to cook is naturally impossible.Aoki bought porridge and two light side dishes in the cafeteria, carefully avoided the sight of the students and returned to the dormitory.

Opening the door, I was looking at Ichimaru Gin.

The heart that had been hanging for three days was relieved like this, Aoki put down the food box, took out a few cushions from the closet and sat up with Fushimaru, and then dragged the small ones aside to bring out the porridge and vegetables.

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Ichimaru's mouth.The boy dodged back and tilted his head in confusion: "Little Aoki?"

Aoki raised his eyebrows: "Do you know how long it took me to wipe the blood you left three nights ago? If you spill porridge on the quilt, I don't guarantee that I won't beat you. So, let me feed you .”

Ichimaru Gin leaned over and obediently ate the porridge in the spoon, and said in disgust, "It's tasteless."

Aoki put the back of his hand on Tiesichimaru's forehead: "It's your problem, you still have a fever."

"However, it's amazing that you feel hungry when you have a fever, Ichimaru."

Ichimaru, who was dazed by the fever, finally realized what was wrong: "How do you know I'm hungry?"

As soon as he entered the door, Aoki, who was busy feeding, finally remembered the candle on the window sill, and quickly blew it out: "28's credit."

Ichimaru Gin curled up one leg, resting his head on his elbow: "Speaking of which, this is your quilt, Aoki, right?"

"...what are you trying to say?"

"Is this considered sharing the same bed?"

The half of the candle in Aoki's hand flew out and hit Ichimaru Gin on the forehead.Ichimaru Ginko was shot and fell backwards, the thick cushion behind his back cushioned him, and he felt no pain at all.The itching of the wound being pulled was ignored in the teenager's smile.The girl's slightly stiff expression due to nervousness made him feel happy, and Ichimaru Gin suppressed the Reiatsu, and fell on his back to the ground, pretending to be dead.

Aoki was wicked to the end, stretched out his finger and scratched gently on Ichimaru's uninjured neck: "Hey, the porridge is getting cold."

It took a lot of effort for Ichimaru Gin to maintain the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

Aoki didn't know what to do in his heart, but on the surface he was very calm: "Did you faint again? Then I ate your porridge?"

Ichimaru silver still did not respond.

Aoki paused for a while, then stretched out his hand and pressed Ichimaru's carotid artery, under his finger, the blood vessel was beating regularly.Ichimaru Gin still had his eyes closed, like a child throwing a tantrum.

Aoki felt very helpless, and the three days of worry turned into a wave of exhaustion: "Is it really dizzy, or is it pretending to be dizzy? If it's the latter, what do you want to do? Do you want to see my panicked expression?"

The girl's guess was correct, but Ichimaru didn't dare to open his eyes at this moment.

"Or do you want to hear what I said in a panic? Then I'm sorry, what should be said, I finished when you were in a coma three days ago."

Aoki supported Ichimaru, pulled the backrest from his back to make him lie flat, and then covered the boy with a quilt.Ichimaru Gin was at the mercy of Aoki, with his eyes closed he felt unusually embarrassed.

"I'll put the porridge here. If it's still hot when you wake up, eat it. Don't get it on the quilt."

Ichimaru thought, Xiao Aoki, who said so, must have already confirmed that he was pretending.Why not expose him?Expose him so he can feel better.

But Aoki didn't, she left the dormitory.

"If that's what you want to hear, I can tell you that I care about you, Ichimaru Gin. So, now I'm kind of angry."

Then came the soft knock of the door.

Shimaru Gin opened his eyes and sat up cross-legged quietly. The wooden table was within reach of his hand. The young man held the side of the porridge bowl but didn't pick it up. He had no appetite at all.He lost blood, had a fever, and hadn't eaten for a long time. He wasn't sure if he could hold the bowl steady. The heat from the porridge was transferred to the palm of his hand through the bowl wall.The boy muttered to himself in a long tone: "It's too bad, the joke is over."

She said she was angry, in a very calm tone, not kicked.

"It's difficult." Ichimaru Gin let go of the bowl, and turned to look for the half candle thrown by Aoki, as if it could pass its own words to Aoki.

What should I say?Ichimaru was lying on the ground, holding up the candle to the light.The white wax is transparent, allowing the central wick to be seen.Ichimaru looked at the candle and thought about it. After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly found that there was a very familiar blue in the candle—the color of Aoki Reiatsu.

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On the other side, Aoki who had left the dormitory had no other place to go, and practiced Shijie in the single room honestly.There are two ways to get started, one is to enhance the fit with Zanpakutō through continuous physical practice.Another way is to sit in meditation, enter your own spiritual world, and directly communicate with Daohun. This method is also applicable to the practice of swastika, so it is very dangerous. Kuchiki Byakuya dare not try it. Do boring slashing training in the field.

Aoki was not in the mood for physical labor, and sat cross-legged after entering the practice room.It is very difficult to enter the spiritual world. Aoki has no way to enter. He just closes his eyes and lets his mind go blank. To put it more elegantly, it is meditation.The result of doing so was that she felt in a daze that she was in a chaotic darkness.

I don't know how long it took, when Aoki was about to forget his own existence in the darkness, Ichimaru Gin's voice sounded.

"Little Aoki, can you hear me?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you can hear it or not. Anyway, I'll only say it once, it's too nasty."

"Don't be mad. I did it because—"

"—I care about you too."

The young man said a lot of nasty words, with a playful smile on his face.Aoki didn't care.

This time, Ichimaru Gin's soft voice was still mixed with a frivolous smile, but——

Aoki's eyelashes trembled violently.

A blue flame suddenly lit up in the darkness.