Chapter 139: That **** touched my ass

Grim Reaper World!
Soul World! Seireitei! Great aristocratic deadwood mansion!
"I'm causing you trouble again, Deputy Captain Duke." Kuchiki Byakuya bent over to thank him, with a strong sincere gratitude in his tone.
In the fifth year of his wedding, his beloved wife became seriously ill. He searched for the famous doctors in the entire corpse soul world, but none of them could cure her. Even the captain of the fourth division, Uozhihuareel, was helpless with this strange disease. , This is almost an early sentence of death.
This pair of Kuchiki Byakuya is no different from a bolt from the blue. Five years is too short. For someone in love, five years is just a flash, so short that the acquaintance is like yesterday. The sick and disaster-free of death can live for at least a thousand years, but Kuchiki Byakuya cannot bear the sad news that his beloved wife is about to die. Life and death are separated, leaving only five years of memories, this kind of cruelty he does not want to face.
Just as Kuchaki Byakuya was desperate, Uozhihuareel recommended his deputy captain to him. As a result, although Duke couldn't cure the scarlet disease, the ability of Synopsis could suppress the deterioration of his condition.
"You are too polite, Deputy Captain Kuchiki, I didn't do anything." Duke apologized: "Ms. Kuchiki's condition is not so much a disease, but rather a problem with her soul, and I can't do anything about it... …Perhaps the 12th Division’s Technology Development Bureau will have a radical approach. They have been studying the soul body for a long time, and in this respect it is more professional than our fourth division."
"That being said, if it weren't for your help, Fei Jin would have been so fierce. This kind of grace is remembered by Kuchiki Byakuya." Kuchiki Byakuya said, bowing her head again to thank.
"It's too polite, Deputy Captain Kuchuki. Anyway, you are also the heir of Kuchuki's family. The future captain of the sixth division will always thank you for not meeting your status." The Soul World is a highly hierarchical society, Du Ke didn't want to provoke the provocation of some idle aristocrats because of Kuchiki Byakuya's several bows. Although he is not afraid, it is too much trouble. More is worse than less.
"It's okay, my current identity is just the Hushen Husband, and it can't represent the Kuchiki family. If there is any rumors in your ears, please be sure to tell me, I will clean up these troubles for you." Kuchiki Byakuya said seriously.
"The words are serious, then I will visit again next time."
"Please take care of it."
Saying goodbye to Kuchiki Byakuya, Duke turned and walked towards the fourth division team house. Along the way, at every turn, I tiptoed my head to see if there were any more wooden swords. Duke's leisurely little days have come to an end since a certain beast cut down the ghost town Kenpachi and became the new captain of the eleventh division.
Mengki Kenpachi is a qualified fighting madman. After coming to Seireitei, his first goal is contemporary Kenpachi. Parallel's three axes are limited in strength and can't satisfy his desire to fight. After hacking the opponent to death with just a few strokes, he still finds Duke before he is ready to continue.
Of course, in Duke's view, this is simply fate. Gengmu Jianba's battle has always been endless, and one of the two must fall before the battle is over. Duke had a convulsion in his head to fight him, and there was no private enmity between the two, so they had to avoid each other all day. Fortunately, Gengmu Jianba is a road idiot. Even if Duke meets halfway, he can get rid of him by turning a corner. He has always been fine.
"Isn't this Duke, the deputy captain of the fourth division? What are you doing sneakily here?" As Duke probed his head, a slender hand patted him on the shoulder, his tone was slightly teasing.
Duke turned his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was a bottomless gully. The two white flowers and flesh almost broke through the death-tyrant outfit. She has a nice face under her short orange hair, a beauty mole on the corners of her lips, and a peach scarf around her delicate neck. She is not the deputy captain Matsumoto Ranju of the 10th Division, but who else can it be?
"Scared me, it turned out to be Ranju!" Duke looked at Matsumoto Ranju who was joking, and after calculating the current time, he probably knew why the other party was here.
Don't think about it, it must be lazy at work and ran out to hang out.
"Are you hiding from Captain Gengmu?" Matsumoto Ranju teased, with a trace of gossip.
"You are so embarrassed to say that I don't work well during working hours. I wander around here. Captain Zhiba is probably looking for you all over the city!" Duke pouted and turned back. The two are both deputy captains, and their entry time is also very different. They can be regarded as the same generation, and they have a very good relationship with the deputy captain...like Hupengoyou.
"Well, work is to have relaxation! Tensed all day, it is harmful to my prosperous beauty." Matsumoto Ranju did not deny that he was running away, and confronted Duke's contemptuous eyes with some perverted narcissism, and finally asked Said: "Have you completed your work today?"
"I went to the thirteenth division to see Captain Ukitake in the morning, and went to Kuchaki's house in the afternoon to treat Mrs. Kuchiki. Today's work just ended." Duke said and looked at Matsumoto Ranju, "What do you want to do, suddenly asking about this?"
Matsumoto Ranju smiled into crescent moons, pursed his lips, and said, "Everyone is so idle, do you want to make an appointment tonight?"
Duke looked speechless, the first time he heard that he could sneak out for a drink, so clear and sober. Obviously he is a big beauty with bumps and bumps, but his shamelessness made him sigh.
"Hey, what do you mean by the look in your eyes? If you don't ask me, I will find someone else." Matsumoto Ranju said uncomfortably, the female man's spirit at a glance.
"Make an appointment, why not make an appointment! What if you are drunk and you are taken advantage of? Instead of being taken advantage of by others, it is better to be taken advantage of by me." Duke said shamelessly, pretending to be squinted and staring in front of him. Deep groove.
"If you dare to take advantage of me, I'll chop off your dog's paws." Matsumoto Ranju didn't care, and straightened his chest, then stretched out his hand and gestured, and pointed everything into a knife.
"Cut, am I scared?"
"Then I will tell Captain Uozhihua and let her teach you."
"..."
...
midnight! On the streets of Seoringtei, two swaying figures are supporting each other and walking side by side with each other. The passing death gods smelled the strong alcohol on the two of them, and speeded up their pace to avoid the two alcoholics.
Luan Ju's cheeks were slightly drunk, with a faint pink color, and the rippling apricot eyes looked forward vaguely, trying to adjust the focus, the beauty of the slightly drunk appearance was very attractive. It's a pity that the next moment, a rude wine hiccup broke the beauty.
"I said, what are your hands doing?" Luan Ju dissatisfied. When she came out of the hotel, she had a dishonest hand on her waist, rubbing it on the peach hips from time to time.
Duke blinked his eyes and looked aggrieved: "Ranju, you misunderstood me, I am not that kind of person. In fact, my hand is a prosthetic limb, which is completely out of my control. I can't do anything to slide down."
As he spoke, Duke squeezed his hands on his plump hips again.
"Is this the latest routine? You don't really think I'm drunk! Be careful. I tell Captain Uozhihua, you take advantage of me when I drink too much." Luanju slapped Duke's hands and feet. Shaking, almost brought both of them down.
Duke staggered a step, and quickly gave Luanju a hand, only to feel the tenderness between his palms, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand in fright, and placed it on the opponent's waist.
"cut!"
Luan Ju moved his to Dukeby, looked at the full moon in the sky, missed the figure in his heart, and muttered to himself: "Why is my old lady so beautiful, but that guy turns a blind eye?"
When Duke heard that Luan Ju's melancholy woke up, he held her shoulders properly, put away the thoughts of taking advantage, and wanted to speak and stop. Duke knew that Luan Ju was talking about the childhood sweetheart Shimarugin, and it was indeed a pity that neither of them came together in the original work.
"That bastard--" Luan Ju suddenly yelled, as if drunk crazy, pulling Duke's collar: "He has been inseparable from a man all day, isn't it because he's been bent? What about the old lady? ?"
Duke smelled the scent of wine mixed with the tip of his nose, and looked helpless, so he had to persuade: "You drink too much, don't think about it, he must still love you."
"I didn't drink too much... That guy is a bastard... Hiccup... Do you know who I'm talking about? Just here to persuade me... You are not a good bird, just like him, you are a bastard."
"Well, you have a big chest, what are you talking about." Duke's drinking spirit instantly became sober after being so disturbed. Pulling Luan Ju, who is still drunk crazy, prepares to send her back to the Ju Division.
"By the way, I suddenly remembered." Luan Ju was unconscious and smirked: "I met a white-haired kid on Liuhun Street a few days ago with outstanding spiritual power. That kid can already communicate with Zanpai Dao. It's a pity. He can't control, he almost killed his grandma, what a fool. I recommend him to report to the Mao Spiritual Academy, and he will definitely become a great guy in the future. I will be the captain by then, and he will be my deputy captain. Hahaha... …"
"You told me about this before at the wine table, Dong Shi Lang, right!"
"Bingo, that's the kid! Did I say it? I don't remember at all..."
"So you drank too much!"
"How is it possible, just so little, I am a thousand glasses of alcohol, if you don't believe it, we can come to the second scene." Luan Ju refused.
"Drink is not intoxicated, and everyone is drunk, and people who want to be drunk are not drunk." Du Ke pointed out a little, shook his head, the word love is really killing people.
"What the is talking about, I didn't understand a word."
The two stopped and stopped, passing by the fourth division team building. Duke had planned to send Luanju back first, but as soon as he passed the door, the door of the closed team building opened.
Uozohana walked out with a smile and saw Luanju lying on Duke's shoulders. He narrowed his eyes and said kindly: "Isn't this Miss Matsumoto from the juvenile team? And my deputy captain, I still know how to come back!"
I don't know why ~EbookFREE.me~ Duke suddenly felt an astonishing killing intent permeating the night sky, and countless black fog seemed to rise behind Uzhihualie. Duke shook his head and dispelled the illusion in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, Luanju behind him rushed out and hugged Mao Zhihualie. The height of the two is different, and Luanju hugs like this, Uzhihualie's head is buried in the open collar, deeply and deeply.
Duke took a breath, and time was still at this moment, as if he felt the world full of malice.
Uozohana raised her head stiffly, opened her squinted smile slightly, and asked with a sniff, "Ms. Matsumoto, what are you doing?"
Luan Ju pointed to Duke, and the endless grievances broke out in an instant, and tears fell: "I made a report. That just kept touching my while I was drinking too much."
"..." Duke.
Sister, are you going to kill me... Are you really drunk?
Thank you ‘our, sky-only belongs to us’ and ‘fight to the real man’s rewards!
(End of this chapter)