"Goodbye, Sister Orihime, Sister Ryugui, Sister Chizuru!"

Standing at the door of the coffee shop, Mako Hirako waved her hands at the group of people leaving far away, with a bright smile on her face. The first release is dear

"Goodbye, Makosan."

Inoue Orihime turned her head and waved her hand happily at Hirako Mako, with a happy smile on her face. Obviously, today's experience made her very happy.

Seeing that the group gradually faded away and disappeared from sight, Mako Hirako put down her waving hand, the smile on her face gradually faded away, and a few unknown meanings appeared in her eyes.

"Goodbye, Kurosaki Ichigo."

Turning back to the store, Mako Hirako took a cup of coffee from the counter, walked to the seat on the side to sit down, took a sip, then placed the cup on the table, Mako Hirako poured it back and lay down in a comfortable position.

"Mimura, is that guy?"

The person opposite Hirako Mako put down the book in his hand and showed his face that was somewhat mature. A hundred years have not caused Muyang Kimura's figure and appearance to change much. If you have to say it, it is that the temperament that comes out of his body is more mature than that of a hundred years ago.

Close the book in his hand and gently put it on the table. Muyang Kimura picked up the cup on the table, his face calmly and could not see any emotions. The light flashed in his eyes showed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Time is finally coming."

Without answering Hirako's question, Muyang Kimura said something irrelevant, with a little sigh in his tone.

Although Muyang Kimura did not give a positive answer, Mako Hirako already knew what he meant.

"Is that little guy really OK?"

Although he understood Muyang Kimura's words, Mako Hirako still couldn't help but feel a little unbeliever.

"That Kurosaki Ichigo, although there is indeed a powerful spiritual power hidden in his body, it is not enough if that is the case."

“Haha~~”

Muyang Kimura just chuckled softly, without any intention of answering, which made Hirako Mako on the opposite side feel helpless. The guy Kimura likes to keep him indifferent. Always like this.

"Let's wait and see, the prologue is about to kick off. I wonder if this drama is the same as what I think."

"Forget it, I don't know what you and Kisuke are thinking."

Mako Hirako put her hands behind her head, lying there looking at the ceiling, as if there was something nice to watch over there.

"Anyway, I just need to know that our chance to revenge will come soon. After waiting for so long, I can finally find Aizen to calculate the accounts for so many years!"

"Mako!"

Seeing that Mako Hirako remembered those things, her mood seemed to fluctuate greatly. Muyang Kimura called him softly, awakening him from those bad memories.

Looking at the old friend in front of him, Muyang Kimura comforted softly: "It's only been a few months left and right. Now you just need to let go and wait slowly. The time has not come yet."

"I know, I know."

Mako Hirako waved her hand and looked at Muyang Kimura impatiently, "Do you think I am the impulsive little hairy child? Anyway, such a long time has passed. I can still bear it in just a few months."

"Then I'll feel relieved."

"Tsk~"

Mako Hirako curled her lips unhappily. She was actually worried. Although the other party was his boss back then, he was also his friend. This feeling was really unhappy.

"But, it's time for us to make some preparations."

Muyang Kimura pondered for a while, then looked up and waved to Akita Bogen, who had been sitting in a corner, and called Suzuki Nan, who was sitting at the counter and didn't know what to talk to Helibel.

“Make some preparation?”

Mako Hirako sat up from the sofa, squeezed into it, leaving a large piece of space for Akita Bogen, then looked at Muyang Kimura and said, "What preparations should be made? Also, don't you call them all over?"

“No need.”

Muyang Kimura looked at Suzuki Nan sitting next to him and asked, "Nan, are you ready?"

"Um."

Suzuki Nan sat there quietly, and her whole body looked much more mature than before. If she was a girl a hundred years ago, Suzuki Nan is definitely a standard lady now, no matter how she looks, dresses, or the temperament she has.

"I have already laid out the 'tracking wire' in the entire empty city. The entire empty city is within my exploration range. No matter who it is, as long as it appears in the empty city, it cannot escape my exploration."

"That's good." Muyang Kimura nodded, "Although the possibility of the empty city as the main battlefield in the end is very small, we must be on guard. Moreover, this place is our base camp after all, so we must prepare safety measures."

"But Nan, don't be too tired. Now it's still in a safe period. Don't investigate all day long. Anyway, Xi Bu and others are there. You are taking action when necessary."

"I know."

Seeing the care in Muyang Kimura's eyes, Suzuki Nan's eyes showed a hint of tenderness, nodded and said with a smile on her face.

"I can't stand it."

Seeing the performance of the two people opposite, Mako Hirako turned her head with her lips curled her head, looking disgusted.

"Kimura, then what am I going to do?"

Akita Bogen asked, if it was just a warning, it would be enough for Urahara Kisuke and Suzuki Naru to have double insurance, so there was no need for him to come over and discuss it.

"You have important tasks, too."

Muyang Kimura turned around and looked at Akita Bogen, then looked at Mako Hirako.

"What are you watching me?"

Seeing Muyang Kimura staring at him, Mako Hirako asked strangely.

"Mako, what do you think about Aizen?"

"Aizen!"

Mako Hirako's body paused, and a deep hatred appeared in her eyes. It is true that all of them were framed by Aizen and have now fallen to this point, but in fact, Mako Hirako's hatred for Aizen is the most profound.

Originally, as Aizen's captain, he was finally beaten by his adjutant until now, and when he was alert and guarded from the beginning, such a thing was a shame for Mako Hirako.

Moreover, it would be fine if it was just me, but for my own reasons, not only myself, but even the group of companions I valued the most were treated the same. Now my group of people can only escape from the corpse soul world, give up their past life, and hide in the present world like now. Such hatred is something that Mako Hirako cannot forget.

He struggled to restrain his anger and hatred. Heiko Mako knew that it was not the time. As long as he waited for a few months, it was time for him to wait for others and Aizen to calculate the old accounts.

"Aizen, he is an ambitious guy. I knew from the first day he joined the 13th Guard Team. That guy was definitely a dangerous person. Under his good looks, there was a deep sin hidden, so I chose him as my deputy captain at the beginning, just to monitor him. I didn't expect..."

Speaking of these old things about adulthood, Mako Hirako couldn't help but feel hatred in her heart again. It was because of these that she had implicated herself and her companions hiding like she is now.

"So what do you think about his strength? How do you think his strength is?"

"strength?"

Mako Hirako was slightly stunned, and then recalled the few memories in her mind about Aizen's strength.

"His Mirror Flower Water Moon is really too dangerous. It is completely hypnotic and manipulating the five senses. Such ability is still terrible, but as long as he doesn't give him the chance to activate his abilities. If his Zanpakura ability is ruled out, in terms of combat ability alone, his strength is just the level of the captain. Compared to his combat ability, I pay more attention to his scheming and strategy, which is the most terrifying thing about him."

"You were wrong!"

Hearing Hirako Mako's comments on Aizen, Muyang Kimura shook his head slightly. Sure enough, he still didn't look at Aizen's true combat level directly? No wonder Aizen's ability in strategy completely concealed his other strength. Everyone only noticed his scheming, but they didn't pay enough attention to his strength.

"What?"

Seeing the expression of solving Hirako Mako's face, Muyang Kimura explained.

"You may have fainted at that time, so you didn't notice that on that night 100 years ago, Aizen easily blocked the No. 88 Breaking Path No. 88 issued by the Great Ghost Taoist Master Ling Tiezhai - Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannon, with the 100-year-old sing, with the 100-year-old sing, the thunder cannon that he easily blocked the No. 88 Breaking Path No. 81 issued by the Great Ghost Taoist Master Ling Tiezhai. "

"What!?"

The faces of Mako Hirako and Akita Borien all showed shocked expressions. They had never heard of this news before. At this time, they were shocked when they heard such news. It was the No. 88 breaking Taoist sent by the Great Ghost Taoist Priest. Even the captain could not easily block it.

"That's his strength a hundred years ago. At that time, his strength was no less than the captain, and he even won a little. And I also had a brief fight with him that day. Although neither side tried his best, I dare say that Aizen's strength is definitely not what you think."

"To be honest, at that time, Aizen's strength was no less than you, and this was still without calculating his ability to Mianhua."

Hearing Muyang Kimura's words, Mako Hirako pondered and said that according to Muyang Kimura, Aizen's strength was better than them a hundred years ago. With his talent, no one knows how much his strength has reached now. If he and others really still deal with him with the same mentality as before, the final result would be really not optimistic.

"So you want to..."
Chapter completed!