"Death" I thought it was just a monster

What should a goshawk do if it falls in love with a butterfly?

kill.destroy.

Or

Pull out your own claws, break your own beak

masquerading as a butterfly

------------------------------

Careful movements still involve back pain.I took a deep breath, and the man paused, then moved on.

Although there are still various explosions and roars around, but at this moment, I became a shameful nympho.

The public and the princess embrace o(*////▽////*)q

It's not Hiyyori, it's not Otomu who wants to capture me and dedicate me to Mayuri-sama for research, although there are no cherry blossoms, no beautiful kimono, but this time it's a man who hugged me~ (Idiot)

cough cough.Be reserved.

I looked straight ahead with a wooden face, the man put me on the steps, knelt down on one knee, and touched my ankle with his hand.Then put it on his lap.

"Hiss—!" His expressionless face immediately turned into a bared grin.It hurts me! QQ

"I sprained my foot." She lowered her head, a lock of hair hanging from her forehead, and the fact that the moon hid in the clouds after showing her face for a short time just now, it fully explained how dark and windy this night is, suitable for killing people secretly. night. SO, I can't see the face clearly.

However, it is obviously such a gentle and magnetic voice, but it makes me break out in a cold sweat?

"Can you stand up?" The man looked up.I moved my head back a little, but unfortunately my feet were still in his hands.

This... everyone probably couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, right?I don't know why, even though I can't see my face clearly, but the coercion of the moment I raised my head still makes people want to keep a distance for safety.

"Hiss—" the thought that was distracted for a moment was pulled back by the pain,

"Sorry. It looks like you really can't go."

"Ah, um... thank you, are you from that team?" I asked, the fireball from the courtyard next door flashed past, illuminating the side of his hair, and he could vaguely see the black bandage.

silence.

"Could you please go to the alley next to the [-]th Division? My friend was seriously injured and I don't know what's going on now."

Silent silence.

"Uh, then if you still have team affairs, you can leave me alone, I can go there by myself." I waved my hand.

It's kind of... not right.I swallowed.

I hadn't noticed it just now, but now I noticed his spiritual pressure, which seemed a little different from the god of death.This kind of spiritual pressure similar to the god of death, but extremely unstable fluctuations...

Zanpakuto! ?

I want to move, but my feet are still in other people's hands. QQ

Hey... Mako, I really should be your little tail.

"Oh? Did you notice it?" The man's voice was smiling, and there was always a familiar feeling.

"Can you...can you let me go?" Originally, he wanted to ask if he was going to kill me, but he was afraid that the Zanpakuto in front of him would really fall from his hands... Hey... I'm afraid of pain... QAQ

"No."

"I'm just an agent of Shinigami, and I don't have a Zanpakuto." I whispered to the sword-sama in front of me. "You see, I don't even have Zanpakuto, and I don't have any direct grievances with you. In addition, I don't even count as a real death god. I don't threaten you at all."

"You don't have Zanpakuto..."

"Yeah, yeah." I smiled flatteringly, but it's a pity that Yuezang is in the dark clouds now, it can't be effective, I quickly put away my expression, and my voice is very pitiful. "I'm very poor, I don't even have Zanpakuto..."

"Then I'll make your knife."

"Ugh!" He stared, but still only saw a dark silhouette, and quickly waved his hands. "No, no, no! What am I doing with Zanpakuto? It's useless."

"...It's useless." A lost voice.

"Uh... no, I mean, I don't use a knife." Hero, apart from table knives and kitchen knives, little girl, I can't afford a knife like yours...

"Do you know what would happen without the owner's knife?" The calm voice, the flames were bigger than before, illuminating a little bit of the side of the face and the chin, although he still couldn't see his appearance, but he could hear his decline.

The Zanpakuto without a master will either disappear, or lose its mind and become a bloodthirsty monster like just now.The person in front of him may have maintained his human form and sanity because of his master's powerful spiritual power, or because he had just transformed into form.

It's pitiful, but once you agree, it's a promise.

I hesitate.

The slender palm stretched out in front of me, and the palm shone on the orange fire light not far away, warm, like a quiet fire, waiting there quietly.

"I... have always been alone." The gentle voice has the power to heal others, but I always feel that there is an unknown cautiousness hidden under such calmness.

"Are you willing to let me belong to you?"

Reaching out is a promise.

I looked at that hand and laughed.

"I've only met the scene where the rescued person promises with his body, but I've never met the one who must be rescued to be responsible. Your knife is really interesting."

"Are you alone? Me too."

I hold out my hand.in his palm.

"From today, we...are two people."

"My name is Xingying. What's your name?"

The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the man's face.

It was a face I was familiar with.I slowly widened my eyes and watched him smile.

"what."

"My name is."

"Through the mirror."

The author has something to say: "Hiss—" the thought that was distracted for a while was pulled back by the pain,

"Sorry. It looks like you really can't go."

Xing Ying was silent for two seconds: He said this just for the foot injury, right?

Author B: What do you think?

Xingying: Hey, hey...His Royal Highness Lingwang (Er Kang's hand)

King Ling: Please forgive me for being helpless_(:з」∠)_

-------

There are many things in the three-dimensional, so there should be no updates from Monday to Friday