Literary version: Some people say that there is no reason to love someone.
Some people say that love is love, and love at first sight is not uncommon.
Some people say that you will love after experiencing it, and you will understand after losing it. This is how cherishing comes.
Some people say, love, who says you can't love if you don't allow it.
——Love, he is so wonderful, my heart falls inadvertently.
(How many great people are there who are artistic when they are with our daughter?... A certain girl was dragged away)
The bloody version: "Yukimura Seiichi, you actually plucked Yoruichi's hair and fed her milk?" Urahara Kisuke cried while holding the unconscious Yoruichi.
"Yukimura Seiichi, this brand of milk is really not gorgeous. Butler, go get a box of Atobe's milk." Uncle Atobe asked the butler to get the milk.
Yukimura Seiichi on the side happily ignored Atobe, and a few words appeared between his lips and teeth, which made several crosses appear on Kuchiki Byakuya's head: - Scatter, cabbage.
——The bustling Urahara store.
(You ask me where our heroine is? The camera turns to the door...)
Nani? No one is there. Look at the cat at the door. Isn't that right?
Are you kidding me? Everyone is holding pots and preparing to take pictures of a certain girl. Look, look...
Bang... A puff of smoke... That's it, isn't it?
Our heroine——Izayoi Sumire
PS: The above is purely personal YY. Dear readers, please continue reading the article.