Slightly Smile Mandarin Sauce!

Not long after Aizen and Ichimaru Gin left, Bai Zai led Shiba Haiyan, who also just finished school, to visit the relatively remote "Honey" in the first area of ​​Ruhun Street. , carefully rubbing the various cups used as decorations in the store, dressed in light yellow in the faint twilight, almost blending with those rays of light.

He suddenly didn't want to disturb Mikan at that time, Kuchiki Byakuya didn't say a word, pulled Shiba Haiyan who also felt that this kind of comfort should not be disturbed, and quietly retreated out.

Later, when I talked about Mikan with Shiba Haiyan again, even though I missed it deeply, no one mentioned that time again in the afternoon, when Mikan was leaning against the counter with a slight smile and humming softly. If they bother, they only need to exist faintly in each other's memory, which seems to be enough.

Even if we never see each other again, having memories is a very peaceful thing.

The sound of tinkling and ringing sounded again at the door, and before Mikan had time to say welcome, a silver-white head poked in quickly, with a grinning mouth and a smiling face sticking to it She leaned forward and said, "Ah, long time no see. If I remember correctly, the delivery time we agreed on is indeed today."

Mikan squinted her eyes, looked at the silver-haired boy dressed as a god of death in front of her, and let out a long sigh: "Ah, yes, our appointment is indeed today, although I didn't ask you to come in the afternoon, but it's so early in the morning. Actively skipping work and running over here...isn't that what a qualified god of death should do?"

"Yeah~ how can Mikan-sang say that? Even if it wasn't for the persimmons, I could have come and chatted with Mikan-sang earlier. There hasn't been much activity in the team, although a lot of people have died recently and suddenly there are more people. , but I don’t really care about being bored. Hey, won’t you be bored here every day by yourself?” Arms resting on the front of the counter, head along the arms, the boy’s buttocks with short silver hair immediately took over The round chair that can be rotated left and right leaned against Mikan's side with a smile, opened a pair of bright blood-red eyes, and just stared straight at Mikan who turned back unsuspectingly.

Mikan was startled, the thing in her hand suddenly slipped from the palm of her hand to the ground, the sound of thud brought her back to her senses, and the boy in front of her closed her bright red eyes after that sound, still smiling harmless.

"I don't feel bored. Regular customers who know what I'm used to know that I don't open before noon." Mikan pointed to the sign at the door that was open from the inside of the house, and shook her head helplessly. "If there are more guys like you who rush in without looking at people's business or opening, I simply don't want to open the door for people to enter in the morning."

The future hidden boss comes early in the morning to disturb people's leisure, he has nothing to do and he still has something to do.

"Huh~? Why do you open the door when you don't open it in the morning? Are you wasting these things when you wake up so early?"

"I opened the door to have breakfast. After breakfast, I naturally have something to do. I'm sorry, Ichimaru-san, but the persimmons you asked for haven't arrived yet. Please come back in the afternoon." Mikan pointed to the door, politely The smile is impeccable, the typical see-off.

"Hey~ But I don't want to come back in the afternoon. Anyway, I'm on vacation today, so why not just wait here at Mikan-san. Anyway, Mikan-san and I know the vice-captain Aizen. Mikan-san and I are not strangers." Supporting his head with one hand, the silver-haired boy smiled even more happily when he saw the devastated expression of the girl in front of him.

"==#..." She and Ai Ran were not very familiar with each other, but they just nodded at each other, this guy actually has the face to waste here!Mikan gritted her teeth and pursed her lips, but she couldn't drive this unsightly guy out, so she could only take a few deep breaths and said with a smile. "Since you like the atmosphere of 'Honey' very much, then I won't disturb you sitting here, I have to deal with some private matters, please go ahead."

Every morning is her unshakeable sword practice time. The reason why she was able to prop up this small grocery store alone in a slightly remote place in Liuhun Street is not only because of the strength of Kuchiki's family, but also because of her compliance with the law. In accordance with the principle of the supremacy of the strong in Liuhun Street, even if she doesn't have stronger spiritual power, her personal physical skills are still very impressive.

The area of ​​Liuhun Street may not know who Kuchiki Mikan is, but it is impossible not to know what the little boss of "Mi" looks like.

Although there are many people who say that this little boss who wears a blindfold and smiles happily when meeting guests is the eldest daughter of the Kuchiki family who was expelled from the main family, but that strong physical skill cannot be learned by the frail Miss Kuchiki. Yes, so even if there are waves of rumors, there are very few people who believe them.

Even, the owner is also called Mikan.

Pushing open another door inside the store, Mikan turned around and walked into the small enclosed courtyard connected to the back of "Mi", picked up the long knife that Bai Zai had used before, and followed the few instructions Bai Zai gave her when he came here. , waving fiercely again and again.When the time is almost up, she will leave half an hour to replace it with a black iron rod with a total weight of more than [-] kilograms and simulate the battles she has experienced before in her heart, repeating and fighting again and again.

But today it seems that these usual habits are about to be disrupted.Not long after picking up the long knife, Mikan stared at a certain corner of the wall unbearably and threw his long stick like a javelin, looking sharply at the smiling bright hand behind the wall that fell in the billowing smoke and dust. The boy who threw the long stick by himself: "Ichimaru-san, peeking at other people's practice is not a good habit."

"Hey, I've never found out that Mikan-san's staff skills are so powerful~ It really opened my eyes." Throwing down the long black stick and clapping, the corners of Shimaru Gin's lips seemed to twitch again Birth rose by a margin. "Ne, is Mikan-sang interested in competing with me to see what level I've reached? Don't look at me like this, I'm still an official in the team."

Squinting his eyes, Mikan looked sharply at the still smiling young man, smiled and lifted the blindfold covering his bright red eye, walked over and picked up the long black stick on the ground: "Okay, I can let Ichimaru-san accompany me It's an honor to spend the morning activity time. But can Ichimaru-san compete with me without using spiritual power? You also know that I don't have extra spiritual power on me."

Pulled out a red string from the kit that he carried with him and tied up his long hair at the back of his head, took out a long black stick from the weapon rack beside him, and pointed at the standing in front of him rustlingly. The silver-haired boy, with one red and one blue different pupils exuded a slight cold murderous aura.

Ichimaru Gin still smiled very happily, and slowly pulled out the Zhanhundao from his waist, and the blood red eyes that opened suddenly also showed a trace of killing intent: "Then, let us two have a good time here Come on, Kuchiki Satsuma, Sang~"

The black figure suddenly disappeared in place, Mikan snorted softly, the long black stick slightly pressed down on the side of the body to block the Ichimaru silver short knife, and the right fist directly hit the opponent's face, and the foot was also slightly turned to the side, attacking the Ichimaru silver Face while not forgetting to hit his lower body.

Ichimaru Gin gave a surprised cry, and suddenly retracted the knife that was about to be chopped off. The whole person flipped slightly in the air, and finally landed slowly on the destroyed courtyard wall. His bloody eyes opened Looking straight at a certain mandarin holding a long stick and bending its sleeves, he said with a smile, "Yeah, it seems that mandarin doesn't want to try it~"

"There is no time for people to try and test on the battlefield. If Ichimaru-san is not serious, he will be ashamed." The black stick was twirling in Mikan's left hand, before the boy on the wall could answer. , Leaving a shallow footprint where Mikan stood, the pale yellow shadow raised the long stick with a sharp shout, and slashed at Gin Ichimaru who was loosely holding the dagger! "Although I don't have spiritual power! But I can't just underestimate people, Ichimaru-san!"

boom! ! ——

A large piece of the courtyard wall collapsed, and after a bang, the original three courtyard walls fell to the ground in a domino-like effect, raising dust all over the sky, and the two people were standing there in a blur of dust. While flying, he swung the weapon in his hand quickly and fiercely, even though he couldn't see the other party's expression...but he knew very well that no one could just exchange ideas with such a move.

If it wasn't for the purpose of killing each other, their eyes would not be so blood red at this moment.

"I didn't know that mandarin was so powerful~ It really opened my eyes. Apart from the good guys in the [-]th team, this is the first time I have seen someone who can do this with a simple weapon. Level. Mikan-san, your technique is not like what you should have, do you know that~" Hanging on to the long stick that Mikan slashed fiercely, Ichimaru Gin looked deeply at the same smiling little girl in front of her. The girl said with great interest. "As expected of the 'Little Boss of Honey' in Liuhun Street District [-], I've heard of you for a long time."

Throwing the long stick backhanded, Mikan slid back and raised her eyebrows with a sneer: "Since you have already found out about me, there is no need to test it at the beginning. Wouldn't it be better for Ichimaru-san to be more direct? Yes, I have never concealed from others that I am good at stick skills, so Buroichi Maru-san took care of Mikan."

"Well~ how can it be, I am very interested in Mikan-sang, I really want to talk to Mikan-sang more, and... Mikan-sang has a lot of delicious persimmons here, if Mikan-sang refuses to associate with me more I will be very troubled in a moment, and Mikan Sang will definitely be very troubled in the future."

"Then I'm sorry, I never take the troubles of unfamiliar people as troubles. If Ichimaru-san just wants to see how far my strength has reached, I think you have already seen that when you don't use spiritual power, Are you satisfied if my cudgel technique can match yours in vain?"

"Hmm~ so, are you worthy of being a member of the Kuchiki family?"

"Ah, because I am Kuchiki Satsuma, the nobles are strong because of blood, and the reason why they are noble is also because of blood, so please don't come to trouble me again." Taking back the long stick, Mikan casually threw the long stick back On the weapon rack more than ten meters away, he frowned and stared at Gin Ichimaru, who was still holding a dagger and smiling. "You can become a frequent visitor of 'Honey', but you will definitely not be my 'acquaintance'."

Use the reservedness among nobles as a shield, please don't bother her any more.

Yes, Ichimaru Gin and Aizen Soyousuke can't get close to her no matter what the reason is, not only because she is the only one who knows the true face of these two guys, but also because she has never been good at dealing with this kind of people. Even when Minato was dealing with the elders as Hokage, she habitually stood behind Minato.

But... Can Aizen be worth hundreds of elders?At least the three generations knew the true face of that guy when they fought against Danzo openly and secretly, but Aizen...had pretended for hundreds of years and finally said that he would rebel, and those gods of death suddenly realized it.

With Ichimaru Gin on his back, he took out the blindfold from his pocket and put it on for himself. Mikan looked at the collapsed wall and cut it, but behind him, Ichimaru Gin's voice came through in a low voice: "Mikan-san, where is the world you live in? what~"

Stopping, Mikan suddenly turned back: "What did you say!, Ichimaru-san, can you please say it again carefully and clearly?!"

A roar of a beast pierced the silence of the entire sky, and subconsciously picked up the long stick on the ground that was first caught by Ichimaru's silver. Mikan just wanted to turn around, but was almost startled by the silver head stretched out from behind and screamed: " Hey, why are you rushing over all of a sudden!"

"Because, this place has suddenly become very dangerous." The blood-red eyes opened again, and Ichimaru Gin looked up at the fissioned sky and suddenly grinned more happily. "It's just that I feel that after becoming the god of death, it becomes more interesting now."

"what?"

"Shoot it, sharpshooter!—"

The author has something to say: Could it be that the reason why everyone is not active... is because a certain singer is too lazy? ? ...