[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

Sending team members to the present world to perform soul burial and purification is the main content of the work of the thirteenth division.

Until now, Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art still arranges its students to practice in the present world to learn the skills of dealing with emptiness and transforming the spirit, and Mo Ran Xianyi only has one impression of the present world.

In the past, during the internship, there were teaching staff and Senior Reaper's protection, and there was no danger during the process.Now without the guidance of others, everything can only rely on oneself.

Moran Kanyi is stationed in Karakura Town. From her own point of view, the prosperity of the street scene is probably comparable to that of the central area of ​​Rukon Street.Although it is not as quiet as the environment in Seireitei, it is considered a good place for human civilians to live.

The team members stationed in the present world are currently divided into two types:

The first is the short-term dispatch of members with a tenure of only one to three months. This job is usually handed over to rookies who have just entered the thirteenth division, allowing them to hone their skills in the present world.For example, the two team members assigned to him are an example. After the expiration, other people will take over their jobs.

The second type is Moran Xianyi, who stays in the world for a long time to maintain the order of the world and shoulders the task of collecting intelligence.Soul burial, purification of the void, and occasional integration into the lives of the residents of the present world... As long as it is related to the present world, it is the duty of the officer above to take it as soon as the order is given.

Compared with my previous job as a clerk, it was really thankless, but it was much more comfortable without those ubiquitous prying eyes.

The two team members around them were very puzzled when they found out that their boss was the Noble Death of the former Sixth Division. Why did they come to this world to deal with the disgusting Xu if they didn't work as civil servants?

Every time he heard these doubts, Moran Xianyi always had a smile in his eyes, and wrote lightly: "Isn't it good to come here? There is a job to be assigned to the present world!"

This statement is obviously perfunctory, Moran Xianyi doesn't want to clarify anything, she just wants to say the vocabulary learned here.

"Position added", what a new saying.

On the days of the week when there is no scheduled work, she would wear a mask and go to work on the street. The reason is that she discovered a bookstore in this world during a trip.

She was very interested in some of the books, but the world of corpses and souls had no currency, so she had to find a way to make money to buy them.

Over the past few months, Moran Xianyi not only saved a considerable amount of money to spend on life in this world, but also tried some jobs that are very special to her, such as: the cover model of a small magazine, and the heavy-wearing Muppet outfits deliver balloons to kids in an amusement park.

She was already mentally prepared to inquire about past friends and fight Xu to the death in this world, but she never thought that after coming here, she enjoyed every day so much.

In the past in Seireitei, there was a feeling of being chased by something at any time, and I couldn't relax when I was resting, so I just buried myself in work in the end, and it was unnecessary to take a break.

Now staying in the present world, Moran Xianyi began to learn how to properly arrange his holidays, so that he would no longer be overwhelmed by work.

She now has very simple requirements for herself: be serious and responsible when performing tasks, and don't be sloppy in the slightest; relax while on vacation, and at the same time don't forget to enrich yourself.

The god of death stationed in the present world must submit a mission report every month. Usually, the team members will go to the person in charge of the world-transmitting gate and report the matter verbally through the hell butterfly communication.It's just that Moran Xianyi prefers to record and file what he has done rather than verbal communication.

The soul burial objects carried out this month, the virtual situation observed in this world... She will carefully record them, and then stamp the exclusive seal of the Sixth Officer to show her responsibility.

The people of Mo Ran's family did not leave any truth behind what they did, and her grandfather ordered her to never forget it.

Having said that, Moran Xianyi occasionally uses public equipment for private use, and includes a piece of her experience in the world in the report, and specifically indicates "the captain of the [-]th squadron Ukitake Shishiro personally signed it", and stamps it with a big The word "Secret" in red.

She just wanted to share this experience with this gentle senior.Because she knows that as careful as he is, she will be able to understand the understanding she has pondered in this world.

"Follow your heart" -- this is what Luanju often says to herself.

Every time he raised the red butterfly, no matter whether the point of the sword was pointing directly at the frightened Zheng, or the Xu who had already lost himself, Mo Ran Xianyi would say this silently in his heart.

The Grim Reaper's job is to guide, not kill.

On the first day of the team transfer, Shishiro Ukitake told the team members under him in this way at the regular meeting of the team.

At that time, Moran Xianyi didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, but now she seems to understand a little bit.

"Big sister, will this hurt?" The boy in front of him was just a little boy, but he had to face the fact that he had passed away.He lingered in his home for several days, and his mother wept blindly, failing to heed his call.

Such sadness made him start to have a little blurry phenomenon.

Mo Ran Xianyi squatted down, looked at him at the same height, shook his head and looked at him gently: "This is Hongdie, now it's just a knife."

Raising Zanpakudao and gesticulating, Moran Xianyi whispered the liberation language: "Weave a soft dream, break the cocoon, Hongdie!"

I saw that the blade of the red butterfly gradually disappeared, replaced by one bubble after another with the appearance of a butterfly.

In the strangely fluttering, colorful bubbles, all the happy memories of the little boy's past are projected.

"Wow──It's so beautiful!" The little boy was surrounded by a ball of butterfly-shaped bubbles, jumping up and down happily, and was about to say something to Mo Ran Xianyi, but unexpectedly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Mo Ran Xianyi The figure on the other side of the bubble became more and more blurred, "Big sister..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore... have a good sleep, Hongdie will take you where you need to go." Seeing the boy's soul disappearing from sight with the bursting bubbles, Moran Xianyi suddenly felt a little sour.

Now that she has seen all kinds of souls, she should be numb to the soul burial.But children's wholeness is so pure, and they only care about pain or not for the unknown.

Since Death's job is to guide, is she doing the right thing?

Cut off the child's nostalgia for his family, send him to Liuhun Street, face a strange environment alone, wait for reincarnation, or usher in death.

Putting the red butterfly back into the scabbard, Mo Ranxian thought a lot on his own, but the question could not be answered after all.

***

As time passed, the world of corpses and souls ushered in the first winter after Mo Ran Xianyi left.

In the corridor outside the Yugan hall, the captain of the [-]th squad, Shishiro Ukitake, was wearing a blanket, looking intently at the recently unsealed confidential document in his hand, with the attached cardboard box beside him.

"Captain, it's cool outside..." The vice-captain of the thirteenth division ─ ─ Zhibo Haiyan paused, squinted at the items beside him, and said clearly, "Did you receive the record of life in this world from Miss Xianyi again? "

Ukitake Shishiro nodded and smiled softly: "I can feel more at ease knowing that Xianyi is doing well and sending her there."

Zhibo Haiyan smiled, and also sat down on the side of the corridor willfully: "If the team members in charge of sending and receiving documents know that the confidential documents they carefully send over every month are actually the diary of Xian Yi's flaunting in this life, they will definitely look for them in a panic. She theorized."

"So this is a secret between me and her only, Haiyan, don't accidentally let it slip." Fuzhu raised the corners of his lips gently, "By the way, this time Xianyi mentioned you."

"Me? What does she miss about me?" Having said that, Zhiba Haiyan still cheerfully urged Ukitake to continue talking.

Fuzhu then pushed the cardboard box to him: "It will be your birthday in a week, right? In the report, Xian Yi lamented that he could not congratulate you in person this year, so he took this opportunity to send you a present."

Zhiba Haiyan has a younger sister, Kuzuru, and a younger brother, Ganjiu, all of whom were born in October.In previous years, Moran Xianyi would always go to their house to celebrate their October birthday together.

She is alive this year, so she can only express her congratulations by giving gifts.

There is a pipe for the empty crane in the cardboard box, and the word crane is carefully engraved on it.One side was folded squarely, and the turban with a beautiful bow tied with a ribbon was for a griffon vulture, and an eagle with wings was embroidered with gold thread on a green background.

Finally, it was a gift that was specially packaged and given to herself. Zhibo Haiyan was a little proud when she saw this. As a big brother, she deserves special treatment!

Shiba Haiyan showed to Ukitake how noble she was in Moran Xianyi's heart, and at the same time picked up a card attached to it, the content of which was as follows:

Brother Shiba:

Although the season has come to winter, Xian Yi still decided to take it as your birthday gift.This is the work of Xianyi when he was working in a glass workshop this summer. The summer scenery was only delivered in winter, and I still look forward to Haihan.

Note: The contents are fragile, so special packaging is required, not because you are particularly great!

Ukitake, who finished reading the card with Shiba Haiyan, suppressed a smile and watched as the other party unwrapped the package.

Lying in the small box is a small glass wind chime with a blue sea painted on it, and a swallow on the sea.There is a short booklet hanging under the bell, and the word "Yang" is inscribed on the top sheet.

Even in winter, Brother Shiba still shines brightly like the sun.

Without saying it clearly, Mo Ran Xianyi's intentions are also very clear.Zhiba Haiyan unconsciously showed a gratified smile.

His wife, Zhibo, often praises Moran Xianyi's ingenuity, and talks about how lucky her future husband-in-law is.

It's a pity that this girl is very determined, and after decades, only that person lives in her heart.

"I used to get in touch with Xianyi's parents, and they were all very kind people I've seen." Fuzhu looked at the river and said with nostalgia, "Xianyi too, they are too kind."

Too kind, so I can't see others worrying about my own affairs, so I habitually hide my wishes.

But that's all in the past.

The current Xianyi already knows how to live for herself, and her changes can be seen from the reports sent every month.

The responsibility of the god of death is to guide, but the only person who can guide the god of death is his own heart.

Shishiro Ukitake is looking forward to it now, what will Moran Xianyi look like after the five-year trip to the world is over?

***

Human beings with high spiritual power can see the soul, and naturally they can also see the god of death.

Moran Xianyi tends to try various jobs in this world, and will not stay in one place for too long, but there is only one old-fashioned pastry shop where she will come to help many times.

The reason is simple—the old woman who propped up the pastry shop by herself can see her as the god of death, and that mother-in-law is also the mother of the first female soul-rehabilitation after she came to the world.

In many cases, "seeing" is not a good thing in itself.

At least for the mother-in-law, she was not less alienated because of this.

Mo Ran Xianyi has never met her grandmother, only heard from her grandfather many times, what a noble and beautiful woman her grandmother is, who has supported the glory of Mo Ran's family for generations with a female style.

It's a pity that after giving birth to Moran Xianyi's father, he fell ill and passed away soon after.

"Old woman, I have seen many gods of death come and go, but I have never seen you use a knife to do tricks." Granny Jiuji of the pastry shop Jiujiya always happily talks to Moran when they are alone. According to the words of the year.

"It's not a trick, it's just a ritual." Mo Ran Xianyi pulled down the iron door and laughed while putting the cloth strips in front of the store, "The easiest way is to use the handle of the knife to directly buckle the soul's forehead and cover it Zhang, the delivery of the goods is gratifying. Mother-in-law, do you think so?"

When the daughter of Du Huajiuji's mother-in-law, Moran Xianyi beheaded a Xu in front of their eyes, and it was just after seeing that rough scene, the two of them, one person and one soul, were crying in a mess, and they refused to have a good relationship. listen to her.

Although she could just send Granny Jiuji's daughter away without saying a word, but it was her first soul burial job after all, and she didn't want to leave any regrets.

People are afraid of invisible things because they can't see them, but they also fear the god of death because they can see them.

Mo Ran Xianyi could only sigh at the moment, then raised the red butterfly and said the third liberation language.

Red Butterfly is a special type in Zanpakutō, possessing both combat assistance and spiritual abilities.

Paralyzing the black butterfly can give status buffs, killing the black butterfly is a deadly move of equal exchange, and the bubble butterfly of the little boy is just an illusion.

What the little boy projected in his heart was the joy of blowing bubbles with his family; what the daughter of Granny Jiuji thought about at the time was all kinds of pastries made with her mother's support.

When they were caught in the past, they naturally would not have noticed that Hongdie's knife handle had already quietly touched their foreheads.

"Little God of Death, tell me, after my old bones die, can I still come to your place to see my daughter?" Granny Jiuji slowly got up and wiped the pastry making table. asked.

Moran Xianyi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he said honestly: "Not necessarily! Liuhun Street is divided into many blocks, and the places you and Miss Kumiko are assigned to may be different."

Seeing Granny Jiuji's disappointed face, Moran Xianyi thought for a while and said: "However, those who have spiritual power have the opportunity to enter the Seireitei and become the god of death by their own strength. Didn't the mother-in-law say that Miss Kumiko can also see those things? If one day she can also become the god of death, maybe we can meet each other while patrolling around!"

Putting the products that will be sold the next day neatly on the shelf, Moran Xianyi still persuaded: "Mother-in-law, even if there is a chance to meet, I think Miss Kumiko will still hope that you take good care of yourself. You haven't forgotten, have you? See you that day The memory of Kumiko-san who arrived."

Of course, Granny Jiuji did not forget that when she saw her daughter being the happiest, it was the memory of making cakes with herself since she was a child.When Kumiko was admitted to the first-class certificate of pastry chef, she happily described the blueprint for the future of "Kyuki Bakery" with her.

Her husband died young, and she single-handedly raised her daughter to grow up. She witnessed her daughter study all the way, learn art from a teacher, marry a loyal and honest boyfriend after she completed her studies, and then give birth to a precious grandson.

It was time to reap happiness. Unexpectedly, when I went abroad to participate in a pastry chef competition, I encountered a car accident.

The son-in-law once asked her if she should close the Jiuji house and live with them in the city?

If she hadn't met Moran Kanyi, if she hadn't seen Kumiko's memories, maybe she would have agreed!

"Hehe, you little brat always likes to worry about unnecessary things." As he thumped his slightly hunched back, Jiuji walked upstairs slowly, "It will be the New Year soon, my caring son-in-law I told my grandson earlier that I would come to my place to help with New Year's business! Alas...it's not me, my grandson is so cute, so come over when you have time..."

The cheerful old voice finally disappeared at the other end of the stairs, Mo Ran Xianyi understood the meaning of her words, and smiled unconsciously.

Because she seems to have been able to foresee a sweet picture of grandparents and grandchildren making pastries together.

Take off the skeleton and put it into the storage box Grandma Jiuji prepared for her.

When Moran Xianyi mentioned Hongdie, it was time to continue performing the duties of the god of death.

Leaving here quickly with the hell butterfly passing by the window, Moran Xianyi didn't notice—

In the backyard of Kukiya, there was a black cat with golden eyes, wagging its tail, slowly jumped off the fence, and disappeared into the night of Karakuza Town.