[Comprehensive] Blue dye

The orange-haired girl hid behind the wooden door, leaning on the wooden edge with one hand, and peeped out to look outside. There was a silver-haired boy with his arms crossed sitting there.

From here, I can only see Ichimaru Gin's back, but I can't see his expression clearly. The silver-haired boy has been in a delicate state since Aizen sent pigeons last time. Matsumoto Rangiku, who can't guess what the other party is thinking, can only watch from a distance and dare not take risks. Then come forward.

For some reason, I always feel... the atmosphere is a little heavy.

It was the same today, Ichimaru Gin was sitting outside the dilapidated wooden house watching the wind, not saying anything or doing anything, just sitting like this.

At a certain time, he suddenly moved. He stood up and moved his muscles that had been stiff from sitting for a long time, and then walked in one direction. His small body gradually moved away from the wooden house.

[silver…]

The inner call can only be heard by the girl, Matsumoto Rangiku came out from behind the cover, trying to call Ichimaru Gin, but in the end she didn't make a sound, and watched the boy fade out of sight.

She knew that she couldn't change the boy's decision. On a fixed day and at a certain time, Ichimaru Gin would always go to a fixed place to meet that person.

[When is Ranju's birthday? ]

[......]

[What's wrong? ]

[No. ]

[? ]

[I don't know...my birthday. ]

The girl's orange head was drooping, and she used shadows to hide her lonely expression. Gin Ichimaru looked at Matsumoto Rangiku with her head tilted, and said what was in her heart without thinking.

[Then, let's set it on the day we meet! ]

Raising his head in surprise, Ichimaru Ginko's smiling expression was reflected in Mimi's pupils.

[How about treating the day we met as Ranju's birthday? ]

At that time, she agreed that her birthday would be fixed in this way, and the day of her birthday would become the day she met Ichimaru Gin, which was a very important day for her.

Now looking at the back of Ichimaru Gin who does not look back, I suddenly feel a little reconciled.

want to keep each other.

But the girl's sixth sense deters her again, and the existence of unstable factors keeps Matsumoto Ranju from taking any action.

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Ichimaru Gin came to the place where I met Aizen in the past, and sat on a relatively flat rock. At the beginning, I was able to smile and narrowed my eyes into an arc. As time passed, Ichimaru Gin could not hold on unknowingly. His face was smiling, and his lips were pursed into a line.

[Is it too early? ]

The tedious waiting was so long for him, waiting and waiting, violent emotions spread in his heart.

It feels bad to have to wait for nothing to change, Ichimaru Gin thought.

Maybe he should think about it. If the Mao school that Aizen mentioned before can become a bargaining chip to meet Aizen, he can try it.

If Aizen doesn't come...

If Aizen doesn't show up again today...

"Silver, what are you thinking?"

"!"

Ichimaru Gin, who was gradually immersed in his thoughts, suddenly raised his head. The person he was waiting for, the man wearing black-rimmed glasses smiled and approached him. Ichimaru Gin suddenly felt a sense of relaxation in his heart. Aizen did not miss the appointment again. Maybe it was delayed by other things if he didn't show up.

However, I'm still a little upset...

Is the agreement with him the one that can be sacrificed?

"You're here! I thought you wouldn't come!"

Walking up to Ichimaru Gin and sitting down, Aizen raised his eyebrows and looked at the complaining child. He stretched out his big palm and pressed it on the other's silver head, stroked the smooth broken hair, and retracted his hand after making a soothing gesture. .

"Sorry, I had something to do that day, so I brought an apology."

Aizen opened the white cloth, and there were several dried persimmons inside. It is not the season for persimmons to bear fruit. Ichimaru Gin has not seen such a food he likes for a while, but if the condition for obtaining dried persimmons is that Aizen misses the appointment If so, he would rather not.

Holding the dried persimmons covered with a white cloth in both hands, Ichimaru Gin asked Aizen, "Will you come again next time? Will you keep your appointment?"

Aizen looked at him for a while before answering: "Silver, I'm going to do a mission in this world. If I'm in the world of souls, I can visit you as usual, and... I can't guarantee that if there is another emergency, I will not miss the appointment. .”

Kuchiki Aojun has a special place in Aizen's heart.

Ichimaru Gin was a little disappointed, the answer Aizen gave was not what he wanted, but he also understood that he had no say in Aizen's decision, so he turned his head and stopped looking at Aizen, and directly took a piece of dried persimmon and took a bite.

He comforted himself, at least Aizen didn't deceive him perfunctorily, but gave him a straightforward answer.

[A——It’s so annoying, Aizen’s answer is simply a disguised statement "You are not important enough to me to make me give up other things"! ]

[I always feel that the gap with Aizen is too big. ]

Depressed, he took a half-eaten dried persimmon in his mouth. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Aizen's vice-captain armband pinned to his arm. Gin Ichimaru looked at it while chewing on the persimmon. He could still understand a few words, the one on the top was "five", and the flower picture below Ichimaru Gin really didn't know what flower it was or what its meaning was.

"Hey, Aizen."

"?"

Ichimaru Gin compared the wooden armband with his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"This is the adjutant card. The "five" on the top represents the team you belong to, and the flower pattern on the bottom is the team flower."

Seeing Ichimaru Gin still staring at the armband, Aizen asked.

"what happened?"

"Well, I'm wondering what kind of flower this is. If it's a flower, it has a flower language, right?"

"This is the drunken horse tree," Lan Ran smiled. "The language of flowers is sacrifice, danger, and pure love."

It was rare for the silver-haired child to be stunned for a long time before he finished digesting the meaning of Aizen, and he thought about his words.

"Uh...it doesn't seem quite right!"

"Really? I think so too, but the team flower represents the entire team, not me, so it doesn't really matter if the symbols match or not."

"Oh--"

Ichimaru Gin responded, and suddenly asked Aizen with great interest which flower language suits him, Aizen glanced at him.

"I think autumn saffron would suit you well."

"Autumn saffron? Never heard of it."

Ichimaru Gin pursed his lips, bullying him for not studying!Even the name of a flower is so artistic.

It is really difficult to regard reading as a hobby like Aizen.

"Autumn saffron is the flower dedicated to Saint Perugialia, the queen of the Roman Empire in the fifth century. Known for her zealous protection of the church, the person blessed with this flower has a precocious personality and is often a leader among her peers. .”

"Precocious? I think I look like a child."

Aizen paused, his eyes a little helpless.

You were originally a child, but you are not mature enough to be a child.

"Okay~ what about the flower language? What is the flower language of autumn crocus?"

"Protect."

"what?"

"You heard me right, the flower language of autumn crocus is protection."

"...Didn't you bluff me?" Ichimaru Gin scratched the silver hair in trouble, "Do I give you such a positive impression?"

Aizen: "..."

Gin Ichimaru is very self-conscious. The things he does in this world are completely "dark side of human nature", and he doesn't even have any positive factors, ah!That time pulling up a puppy that fell into a mud puddle doesn't count.

Aizen knew that Ichimaru Gin didn't care about the concept of good and evil defined by people, he was just doing what he wanted to do.

Aizen, who was about to say something, accidentally caught a glimpse of the pendant hanging around Gin Ichimaru's neck. The hexagonal crystal column pendant he gave was still in its initial transparent state.

[Have you injected spiritual pressure yet?That's right, Silver doesn't know how to do it. ]

Stretching out his finger to the transparent crystal pendant, and letting the other party's eyes move to the pendant on his chest, Aizen told Shimaru Gin: "This pendant can recognize the owner, and the way it is only for you is to inject your own spiritual pressure. Everyone's spiritual pressure The pressure is different, there is no second exactly the same spiritual pressure, Yin, input the spiritual pressure into it."

Ichimaru Gin, who just came to Soul Soul Realm, doesn't know how to control the Reiatsu. Fortunately, Ichimaru Gin is very smart. Aizen spent some time teaching him to learn it. Under Aizen's gaze, he completed the action of injecting Reiatsu. The transparent crystal changes from the center, just like colored pigments dissolve in water, rendering colorless into blue.

It is a very bright turquoise blue, with a dazzling light emitted by the face of the crystal.

"It's a beautiful color." Aizen commented, "It's the same as your eyes."

Ichimaru Gin was smiling all the way back, and he was also smiling when he brought the food back to his little friend Matsumoto Rangiku. He lowered his head and pulled the food cloth, and the orange-haired girl secretly glanced at Ichimaru Gin.

[Great, Silver seems to be in a better mood. ]

Opening the cloth bag, there was her favorite dried persimmon inside, and Matsumoto Rangiku smiled as her mood improved.

Such a peaceful and idle life did not last long, and Aizen suddenly disappeared.

This description is actually not quite correct. Aizen is not really missing and no one can be found. At least for the people of Seireitei, Aizen just lost his mind due to the death of the established head of the Kuchiki family, and then made insulting remarks that offended Room 46 of the Central Committee and was imprisoned in the team. Firm reflection.

But for Ichimaru Gin, who was staying in Rukon Street and was unable to receive Seireitei's internal information, Aizen was indeed 'missing', that's right.

In Lan Ran's eyes, the current Central Room 46 is a group composed of a group of corrupt and stubborn old men. The approval process and methods are extremely rigid. those who are free.

Ichimaru Gin sat alone on the flat boulder, he looked up at the sky and let his thoughts stretch.

There is no one around, and the open environment is conducive to thinking. The silver-haired child realized two things. One is that there is nothing you can do without strength. Stay where you are, and no one will accommodate you in the end.

Ichimaru Gin stared at his calloused hands and tightened them tightly.

[Can't hold anything...]

The next morning, Ichimaru Gin stepped out of the residence on Ruukon Street without a memory, and he left without leaving any words.

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In the next chapter, Cangchun will receive the bento, and the sad Aizen who died in battle will be blackened...