The silver-haired girl lowered her head under the cherry blossom tree, and the boy with tied hair raised his head silently. There is a graceful and graceful arc in the wind.
That was their first meeting.
The girl saw the indifference in the boy's eyes, and the boy with tied hair saw the unfamiliar smile in her eyes.
The prosperous and instantaneous beauty enveloped them in a grand illusion like a tide.
Many years later. Memories of the first meeting. They laughed and were speechless.
——————————I am the literary version of the above flower-seeing-flower-blossom——————————
- -. . . You this. . . (Subtext: Come on, come on~~~~~) You are getting slimmer and slimmer. . .
. . . Orz, how can it be~ It's you. The brains of old people are slimmer. (Blinking...)
Okay. . . The guy above has a venomous tongue. I like Aizen. Yoruichi.
Oh, if only life could be as perfect as [Silence, Silence]. A certain Lan was squatting in a corner picking mushrooms and looking at the sky. .
Oh~nice weather~
Boom. . . In the distance, a black cat from Sifengyuan had its fur exploded...
1. This article was written shortly after Yoruichi Urahara eloped.
2. Kuchiki Chinese Cabbage continues to heat up——————Orz.... Okay, I am the spoof version of the legend
———— You said that you stretched out your hand with a smile, and I saw my name lying smoothly on the clear lifeline in your palm.