Date until evening.

The sunset burned the sky red, and the two of them walked all the way to the highest peak of the mountains.

Witness the moment of sunset.

Shiraishi was deeply shocked by the beauty of nature, and suddenly felt that power was not only used for fighting, but also occasionally used his own power to travel to various places to enjoy the scenery, which was also quite meaningful.

Mao Zhihua lifted up her temple hair with her hand, turned her head and said, "In this situation, if we don't kiss, it would be a big disgrace to the scenery."

"Eh? It's so sudden."

Shiraishi's eyes instantly turned away from the beautiful scenery of nature and fell on her face, with an expression of disbelief.

This pie in the sky was so accurate that he suspected it was fake for a moment.

Mao Zhihualie put away the oil-paper umbrella, with her long hair scattered on her shoulders, and said with a smile on her face: "I never like to be sloppy in doing things, and I have to take action when my heart moves."

As she spoke, she poked the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, held Bai Shi's cheeks in her hands, and got really close.

Those red lips shone with a blurry light under the light of the setting sun.

Bai Shi put his arms around her slender waist and moved forward.

Black hair slipped between her lips, and her hot breath hit her earlobes, "What are you thinking about? You are such a bad boy~"

The tone in her ear was full of charm. She just kissed the side of the cheek gently, but it was more tempting than kissing directly on the lips.

"Lie~" Bai Shi wanted to hold her tightly, but she squatted down to avoid it.

"Haha, see you tomorrow. I hope you have a good dream tonight."

Maozhihualie chuckled, took a step back, straightened up, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella stuck next to him with his right hand, and left in an instant.

The air has a faint herbal freshness.

Baishi took a deep breath and looked down. He was already roaring like an angry dragon, and his blood was boiling. "The evil big sister really makes people unable to extricate themselves."

He just said something and didn't want to stay here anymore, and used the forward slash to return to the 10th Division.

He wanted to rely on the strong wind to lower the blood in his heart. However, his speed was too fast and he had already returned to the 10th division team building before he could fully lower himself.

The door of the captain's room was open, and a pair of straw sandals and a pair of wooden clogs were placed at the door.

He glanced inside, and saw Matsumoto Rangiku and Nie Nemu staying there, with tonight's dinner on the table.

Seeing him, Matsumoto Rangiku raised her glass and asked loudly: "How was the date?"

"The date went well..." Bai Shi suddenly felt dizzy and quickly grabbed the door frame, his face turning red.

Too careless.

He gasped for air.

Niyinmeng immediately rushed to his side, stretched out her hand to touch it, and felt a hot temperature coming from her palm, "It's so hot, you have a fever."

"It's strange, we usually don't have fever."

Matsumoto Rangiku also came to the door, frowned, and asked: "Have you been stabbed by something?"

"No, it was probably Mao Zhihua who gave me the medicine. Tsk tsk, it's the hardest to accept the kindness of a beauty."

The dizzy feeling in Shiraishi's head was stronger. He probably had a real fever. The temperature was not low yet. It was probably caused by that kiss.

Otherwise, it cannot be explained why I was fine there but had a fever as soon as I came back.

Nieyinmeng said anxiously: "I'll go back to the Technology Development Bureau to get the medicine."

"No, wait for Yongyin to come over and check on me first. You can wet a cold towel and put it on my forehead."

Shiraishi rejected her proposal. God knows what kind of medicine Retsu Unohana took. If it conflicts with the medicine from the Technology Development Bureau, it would be troublesome for minor illnesses to become serious.

"Yeah," Nieyinmeng nodded obediently and ran outside.

Rangiku Matsumoto stretched out her hand to support Shiraishi, all the way to the bed, and said angrily: "Looking at you like this, the date will definitely fail."

"Ahem, don't worry, everything is according to plan."

She rolled her eyes and said, "You're like this and you're still talking tough."

A smile appeared on Shiraishi's face and he said: "The Art of War is about winning by surprise. From the beginning, I never thought of using drugs to stop this fight. Only fighting can stop her."

"You want to fight Captain Unohana?"

Matsumoto Rangiku frowned, "Are you strong enough to show mercy to her? If you can't, then you and she will both die."

"Don't worry, my swastika has made new progress. Even if the perfume doesn't work in the end, I can stop her."

Shiraishi's new form of swastika is the Red Moon, which is similar to Tosen Kaname's complete virtual form, but different.

That is his Hollow, which cannot open the black cavity, but is stronger than Hollow in terms of super-speed regeneration.

Whether it's the heart or the brain, any injury can regenerate quickly, making it equivalent to immortality.

The premise is that the spiritual pressure cannot be exhausted.

He pressed his hand on his forehead, feeling very tired, and whispered: "No more talking, I'll take a rest first."

"Okay." Matsumoto Rangiku could only suppress her curiosity about his swastika, turned around and opened the window to try to keep the room ventilated.

Shiraishi fell asleep soon after, and when he felt a cold touch on his forehead, he regained consciousness slightly and heard Yong Yin's voice.

"This is a fever caused by taking eight-leaf clover. Depending on the situation, the dose should not be very large."

Matsumoto Rangiku asked: "What is eight-leaf clover?"

"It is a medicinal herb that grows in hot environments. If the heartbeat of a person who eats it accidentally accelerates too fast in an instant, coupled with strenuous exercise, it can easily cause fever."

Sure enough, it was that kiss... Shiraishi got the specific reason and fell asleep again under the cool towel on his forehead.

He didn't know how long he slept, but his consciousness gradually woke up from the darkness, and his forehead felt cool.

He reached out and grabbed the towel.

"Shiraishi, are you okay?"

Concerned voices immediately rang from his ears. He sat up and saw Kotetsu Yongyin beside the bed.

Probably because he hadn't slept and was taking care of him.

Those clear eyes were obviously bloodshot, the eye circles were slightly dark, and the skin looked a little dry.

She lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault that Captain Uzhihua gave you the eight-leaf clover."

"You are such a fool."

Bai Shi complained and reached out to touch her head, "It has nothing to do with you. It's all because of my lust that I was plotted against."

Kotetsu Yongin couldn't hold it in any longer, tears streaming down his face, "Did our date plan completely fail this time?"

"Don't cry, everything was as expected, you have to believe me."

Baishi continued to coax her, held her face in his hands and said, "I have a clever plan, but I don't have the time, so it's not convenient to reveal it to you."

Kotetsu Yongin is like a drowning man, trying to hold on to even a straw, "Well, I believe you."

"That's right. It's still early. Come up and take a nap."

he joked.

"Oh." She thought too much and her brain was about to freeze, but she didn't notice anything was wrong. She opened the quilt, got under it, and fell into a dream next to the pillow.

"..."

Bai Shi was stunned, looked at her sleeping face, and said with a wry smile: "Yongyin, I'm not Liu Xiahui."

Having said that, he is not a beast. He walked from the bed to the edge of the bed, grabbed the quilt with his hand, and slowly covered it.
Chapter completed!