Pirate’s Hell

"It stopped, take advantage of it now!"

"Ah!" In Shota's shout, Matsumoto Ranju and Shota both grabbed the Soul Slashing Sword and pierced Tai Xu's head directly.

Completely annihilated, Daxu disappeared in the air and turned into ashes, and countless souls turned into blue smoke and floated into the sky. Under the setting sun and the ice crystals of Captain Hisugaya, it was like a beautiful picture on paper. .

"It's the souls who were eaten by the broken face..."

At this moment, the Oku avatars who fought with Madarame Ichikaku, Ayasegawa Yuki, and Asari Renji also turned into dust in the air.

After calming down, Xiangta hurriedly ran into the mud in front of him, digging continuously, and after a while, dug a shell-shaped bagpipe from the depth of the mud.

Seeing his sister Xiaowei's favorite toy during his lifetime, he would sarcastically say that it was like noise every time it blew in his ear.

Now seeing this bagpipe full of memories again, Xiang Tai held it tightly, and tears flowed out again in despair.

"Miss Luanju..." Shota stood up with the bagpipe in his hand, and said softly, "Xiao Wei went to the Soul World, isn't she, she will be reborn..."

"Yes." Matsumoto Ranju nodded his head with a smile and said: "Yes, I promise you."

Hearing Matsumoto Ranju's answer, Shota seemed to smile back, staring at the bagpipe in his hand, and then to the sky.

"Then... I have to, hurry up and catch up with Xiao Wei." Holding the bagpipe, he walked towards Matsumoto Ranju.

Matsumoto Ranju showed a comprehensive smile, and walked towards Shota too.

"Go."

"So sad...Miss Luanju."

Matsumoto Ranju squatted down and hugged Shota tightly in his arms. As Captain Hisugaya **** faded, the ice crystals slowly melted in the sunset.

Matsumoto Ranju gently pressed the hilt of the soul-slashing knife against Shota's head, and Shota eventually turned into a butterfly, slowly drifting into the sky as the ice crystals dissipated.

The next day, the day when the No. 1 High School in Koraza Town went to school.

Mizuki Asano, as usual, went to the kendo club of the No.1 High School in Kuzacho before the class.

After entering the gate, the first thing that catches the eye is the various injured club members sitting on the stool.

"Everyone, what's the matter with this injury." As for the scene before him, Mizue Asano, as the head of the Kendo Department, had never heard of it before.

"How should I put it." said one of the staff members with gauze on their heads, "I have been tricked..."

"plot?"

"Yes." said another member with a bandage on his arm. "The member of the Kendo Department of the Red Emperor Academy suddenly attacked us last night, saying that the champion of this regional competition is theirs, that's it..."

After listening to the descriptions of the members, Asano Ruihui's face was obviously covered with black lines, pinched her waist and said in a deep voice, "Is this a secret calculation? Obviously there is an application."

"It's a plot."

"how come……"

"I'm sorry, I was blamed for escaping too late." An uninjured junior member lowered his head and said.

"It's not your fault." The member with the bandaged arm comforted, "It's all because those people are idiots, but we are choosing players like this, and we have to abstain from the regional competition next month... …"

"No!" Asano Ruihui unexpectedly issued a fierce fighting spirit, "You can't withdraw because of this ridiculous thing. As the president of the student union, I must arrange a fair and honest game with the Red Emperor Academy!"

"Huh?" The members looked at their injured parts, and were surprised that the woman in front of them could say this.

"Think about it, you will automatically abstain from being calculated." Asano Mizue stretched out an arm, "Isn't this in the middle of others? Don't you feel unwilling? Take revenge in the fair and honest competition, in the regional competition. Shame before the snow!"

But the members have almost no fighting spirit.

"how is this possible……"

"We were conspired just yesterday..."

"En?" Asano Ruihui suddenly lowered her face, and turned the corner of her eye towards the lower grader who "escaped too slowly", and said in a deep voice, "You seem to be very energetic, first grade."

"We are not the opponent of the Red Emperor..." the first grader whispered.

Asano Mizue suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, lifted him from the seat, and yelled into his ear: "Don't say such a dull thing, show some manliness! No matter what! Revenge for the seniors, do you know it!"

What a mess...

In the face of the unscrupulous people, there was no way. Asano Mizue had to call his younger brother Keigo Asano, who was on vacation, and asked him to take the boarding homes of Madarame Kazuka and Ayasegawa Yumi to school, thinking that Madarame Kazuko was there. The manliness in his mind is already in his grasp.

Just after noon, Keigo Asano took the two to the school.

Go straight to the kendo department and push open the door.

"Sister, as you ordered, I brought a horn and bow kiss..."

Everyone in the kendo department looked at the fierce Madarame in kendo costumes and the beautiful Ayasegawa Yumi who looked like a woman...

"What do these people do..."

All the previously injured members of the Kendo Club have gone home to eat, except for the five first-year academies who "escaped very late". One of the thin boys said: "We are the Kendo Club of Kazacho No. 1 High School. , First-year students, please advise."

"Then, what's up with us?" Madame, who was standing at the door, said to Keigo Asano, "you put on this suit unexpectedly."

At this time, Ayasegawa Yumi said, "Although I said that, you still like it."

At this time, Asano Ruihui was also guilty of nympho, her eyes gleamed and said, "It really suits my dear, the feeling of a man among men."

Seeing this picture of my sister, Keigo Asano hurriedly got to the corner of Madarame’s ear and said, "It’s not good, corner, although I brought you here, it’s definitely not a good thing that sister asked me."

"Shut up, you!" Although he said it lying on his ears, he didn't pay attention to his own volume, but it was clearly transmitted to Asano Mizue's ears. ..