The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 204 Guard Mission
The next day, seven in the morning.

The blue sky is like a mirror, and there are cicadas chirping outside the window, Baishi lays lazily on the sofa in the captain's room, and starts a new day's work.

In all fairness, the working hours of the Guarding Team Thirteen are very conscientious. Apart from the two-hour rest time, the working hours are eight hours a day.

Go to work at 24:[-] am and leave work at [-]:[-] pm. Occasionally there is an accident, so I will be on call [-] hours a day.

But Shiraishi is still not interested in work.

"Lie down early in the morning." Toshirō Hitsugaya pushed open the door, muttering in his mouth, completely accepting his fate in his heart.

"Good morning, Hitsugaya."

Shiraishi raised his hand frankly to say hello, glanced back, and asked doubtfully, "Where's Matsumoto?"

"Not so early."

Hitsugaya Toshiro replied lightly, the working hours stipulated by Seireitei are for ordinary soldiers and low-level officers.

Such as the vice captain and the third seat, if such senior officers are irresponsible and like to work flexibly, it will be difficult to restrain them.

Especially when the captain takes the lead and is lazy, whether he is diligent or not depends entirely on his personal sense of responsibility.

Hitsugaya Toshiro is the kind of person with a strong sense of responsibility.

He was brought up by his grandmother since he was a child, and he was instilled in his mind with the concept of being a responsible person, and he couldn't do a good job at work, so he always let the captain and deputy captain decide.

"It doesn't matter, you can take over the position of the tenth captain in the future, and you can teach her laziness well."

At this moment, Baishi is like those bosses who make big cakes for their employees, "I believe you can do it."

"Are you underestimating me? Compared with you, I am still far behind. I can still recognize this fact."

Toshirō Hitsugaya rolled his eyes, the practice of swastika was smooth, but he was not so conceited that once he learned swastika, he would be able to surpass Shiraishi.

The gap in strength between each other still exists.

Of course, he has the confidence to catch up.

Hitsugaya Toshiro walked to the desk, waiting for the upcoming massive approval work.

Baishi smiled, the feeling of being regarded as beyond the goal by others is not bad, "Come on, after three or four hundred years, maybe there will be hope."

"Your words sound like you are mocking me. You should close your eyes and sleep."

Toshiro Hitsugaya didn't appreciate it.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore." Baishi lay down again, closed his eyes, entered the spiritual world, and began to practice the swastika.

so close.

This is how Shiraishi feels.

Obviously, as long as he puts more effort into it, he can completely defeat Endless, but he can't put in that effort.

That kind of heartless and powerless feeling is uncomfortable.

Baishi opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above, was stunned, turned over, slowly got up from the sofa, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The sun is shining outside the window, and the cicadas are singing loudly.

Matsumoto Rangiku lay on the table, sound asleep.

Toshirō Hitsugaya was covered by the pile of documents, and he couldn't even see anyone, only the rustling sound of the writing brush sliding across the paper.

Shiraishi took a sip of tea.

The tea is cold and a little bitter, it seems to be the tea from last night.

He was thirsty, and he didn't dislike it so much, he drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Ri Fangu, where do you get the tea?"

"The hall outside the door." The boy's cold voice came from behind the tall pile of papers.

Baishi grabbed the teapot, went to the outside hall to pour a pot of today's tea, returned to the captain's room, and continued to lie on the sofa with nothing to do, recalling the scene of fighting endlessly.

Think about how to increase your strength.

After some time, Hitsugaya Toshiro called out, "Captain, are you still awake?"

"Ah."

Bai Shi came back to his senses, jumped up from the sofa and said, "What's the matter?"

Toshirō Hitsugaya held up a piece of paper, "Here is an application for an escort, please run over."

Baishi walked over, "Who needs me to personally escort you on such a big occasion?"

He reached out and took the guard application form and took a look, "The initiator is Awanmen Nayula. From the name, you can tell that she is a lovely lady. It seems that I can only act as this flower guard."

Hitsugaya Toshiro said with a serious face: "Don't underestimate her. After the death of Central Room 46, she has been the chief secretary in charge of the corridor of the Great Spirit Book. In the future, Central Room 46 will definitely have her seat."

"More importantly, her elder brother Awan Menlong was arrested by the second division yesterday for treason. She wants to visit today."

Toshirō Hitsugaya narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I'm afraid she applied for the guard of our [-]th squad just because she knew her identity was sensitive."

Bai Shi was a little surprised and said, "Is this also within the scope of our work?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro nodded and said: "We are in charge of the guards in the court. In other words, we can take care of anything that might threaten the peace of Seireitei."

"Can this guard let Matsumoto go?"

The time when Baishi saw the guard just now was not now, but twelve o'clock at noon.

This time conflicted with the supplier of the contraband he received.

Hitsugaya Toshiro shook his head and said: "Considering the situation in the court, I suggest that you escort her personally. Matsumoto and I are not strong enough to ensure her safety 100%."

"I can't help it," Shiraishi muttered, walked to the vice-captain's desk, knocked on the table with his hand, and shouted, "Matsumoto, wake me up."

Hitsugaya Toshiro said: "It's useless. If that guy is hungover, he usually can't wake up. You can tell me to do anything."

Baishi didn't give up, and said leisurely: "Matsumoto, if you don't get up again, don't blame me for reaching out to measure the weight of the flesh in your chest."

"Uh, damn it."

Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't pretend to sleep, raised his head slightly, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Can you wake up?!"

Toshirō Hitsugaya was shocked. He used to yell out his throat and smash the desk to wake him up.

"Hey, I didn't drink enough yesterday."

Matsumoto Rangiku worked hard to remedy the setting that he couldn't be woken up from his hangover.

Baishi bent down and whispered in his ear: "At twelve o'clock at noon, there will be a supplier of contraband at Qingliumen on the east side. You send those goods to the Technology Development Bureau and give them to Bulbulus, or to Yinmeng, she know how to handle it."

Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes narrowed, "Is this related to the perfume you mentioned?"

Baishi nodded and said, "En."

Matsumoto Rangiku frowned and said, "Do you really think it's useful?"

"Don't worry, Shanren has his own clever plan, but the secret must not be leaked before the time comes."

Bai Shi patted her on the shoulder, "Go quickly."

"Okay, I hope your clever plan will work." Matsumoto Rangiku stood up, and with her Shunpo, if she didn't leave for Qingliumen earlier, she might miss the time.

Baishi continued to lie back on the sofa. There was still some time before twelve o'clock. With his forward speed, there was plenty of time to set off in the last minute, so there was no need to go to the sun so early.

Hitsugaya Toshiro didn't urge him, and continued to process the documents with his head down.

(End of this chapter)