[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

When Mo Ran Xianyi and his subordinates finally rushed to the scene of the false attack, the two captains and vice-captains of the Fifth Division had already eliminated all the false attacks with little effort.

Oku, who surrounded the four Mao students, was instantly wiped out under their hands. Moran Kanyi and others who hurried to the scene could only lament the difference in grades when they saw this.

"Raise your feathers, Hongdie." Asking the six subordinates to bring all the injured students to the front, Mo Ranxianyi softly read out the liberation language after considering the severity of everyone's injuries.

Groups of red swallowtail butterflies slowly emerged from the space cut by the sword tip, fluttering their wings over the wounded, scattering golden yellow scale powder.

The wounds of the students with minor injuries healed quickly, and those with severe injuries began to repair their body tissues soon after being covered by different numbers of butterflies.

Only one female student died on the spot.

"The black butterfly can only attack the virtual, and can suspend their actions; the red butterfly can only attack people, and has the effect of paralyzing and healing at the same time. The ratio of the two can be adjusted according to the situation." Mo Ranxian leaned on the wall, looking at the man who finally arrived to command Reaper is in charge of guiding the students back to Soul Soul Realm in batches, "Are you satisfied with this explanation, Captain Aizen?"

Ichimaru Gin was sent back early, Aizen Soyousuke pushed the frame on the bridge of the nose, and said with a signature smile on his face, "How does Miss Moran know my doubts?"

"Although it's not very obvious, if you find something interesting, your pupils will dilate a little." Moran Xianyi put Hongdie back into the scabbard after preliminary treatment of all the wounded, "If there is nothing wrong, I will take my leave first."

"Miss Mo Ran," Lan Ran gently leaned against the wall, "Aren't you inviting me to sit with you?"

"No." Mo Ran paused in his footsteps, and refused without turning his head. After walking a few steps forward, he seemed to think of something, turned around and asked with a little hesitation: "The thing I mentioned to you last time is true. Not available?"

"Sorry." Aizen's expression was hidden in the shadows, and there was apology in his voice, "The schedule happened to be stuck in the routine captain's meeting."

"I'm just asking casually, you don't have to feel burdened by it." Moran Xianyi turned around and left quickly without waiting for the other party's response.

Back in her small apartment, before she had time to put on the gown, the big dog Mumi happily circled around her feet.

"Moumi, sit down." Moran Xianyi squatted down, gesticulating to make the big dog obey, "Good girl. Okay, let me test you! Lan——ran——blue dye, go!"

The big dog ran happily to the bedroom, and came back with a handkerchief in its mouth.

Moran Xianyi took the handkerchief after putting on the skeleton, and stroked Mumi's head appreciatively: "Our Mumi really likes Captain Lanran, you got the answer right."

Even though they met only once and got along for just one night, Mu Mi liked that man very much for some reason.

It has been four years since Mumi was trained to recognize people by smell. Even Haruna Mai, whom she had been with almost day and night during the summer vacation, took a week to connect herself with the name, but it only took two days to remember the name Aizen.

The speed was so fast that Moran Xianyi almost thought whether Mumi had benefited from him.

Picking up the apron that was thrown on the ground in a hurry before going out, Moran Xianyi walked slowly into the small kitchen to tidy up the mess.

Having known Sousuke Aizen for nearly fifty years, this is the first time she has decided to do something on his birthday.In the past, I just wrote a greeting card to express my feelings. In recent years, I have gotten closer and received a lot of care from the other party. I can't continue to be sloppy.

I wanted to prepare some unique little gifts, but I tried my best to find out from Ichimaru Gin that only Aizen's favorite food seemed to be tofu.As for hobbies such as reading and calligraphy, these hobbies were published in the quarterly magazine of the Women's Association, and it was she who personally interviewed them.

Although there is nothing new, after much deliberation, I finally decided to make tofu dishes by myself as a gift.For this reason, she has been practicing hard for three months and eating tofu for three months.

From personally picking soybeans on the street to making handmade tofu, and then changing the way to complete a few simple home-cooked dishes, the last remaining bean dregs are made into biscuits with the advice of Grandma Jiuji.

Five years after she came to the present world, her cooking skills have improved significantly under the strict guidance of Grandma Jiu Ji.Although the appearance is barely enough to be served on the table, the taste alone is still good.

It's a pity that he can't come.

Mo Ran Xianyi walked into the bedroom, took out two tickets for the special exhibition of calligraphy in the present world from the folder of the book, and sighed.

It would have been nice if it hadn't been mixed with selfishness to make an appointment on that day.

Carefully putting one of the tickets into the wooden box, Moran Xianyi felt indescribably sad.

The reason for the invitation to Aizen was that there was an exhibition of calligraphy that she wanted to visit in this world, and she thought that the other party would also be interested, so she asked him if he would join.

At that time, he just apologized and said that there was a captain's meeting. Although it was a pity, he could only refuse.Seeing that he seemed really busy, Mo Ran Xianyi was too embarrassed to find an excuse to make an appointment at another time.

Although she knew that the other party would not be able to travel with her as early as two months ago, she still had some hope—if the captain's meeting was rescheduled...

Too bad it's confirmed tonight.

It is also good not to have to continue eating tofu dishes.Moran Xianyi put the prepared handmade tofu in the refrigerator, and started to process the remaining bean dregs.

There are two days before Aizen's birthday, so I will use these bean dregs to make small bread and biscuits, and ask the team members back to the Soul World to send her to the fifth team after the reishi is transformed.

In this case, I have to write a small card.Moran Xianyi skillfully kneaded the dough, thinking about what to write in the greeting card, while trying to erase the loss in his heart.

June [-]st is actually her birthday...

***

The snacks prepared by Mo Ran Xianyi were delivered to Lan Ran accurately on May 29, and became part of the many congratulatory gifts on the table in the captain's room that day.

Most of the presents were sent by the female members of the fifth team, and there were many handmade pastries among them. Compared with Moran Xianyi's works, they were not more colorful, and it was expected that they would be drowned in the pile of gifts.

After receiving the paper bag from the [-]th division team member, Aizen just glanced at it casually and continued to work.For him, birthdays are just a trivial matter, and there is no need to be distracted by it.

The moment he got the invitation from Moran Xianyi, he vaguely understood that it was probably a gift she wanted to give him, but there was never any comparison between the work of the captain and her congratulations.

If she offered to reschedule, maybe he'd try to arrange it.

But he knew that Moran Xianyi was not a stalker, and when he knew his intentions, he would just smile and say it was okay.

Everything is still under his control.

It's just that after two months, he was a little surprised that she asked about this again a few days ago.

The estrangement of that day seems to be untraceable now, maybe he has missed something without knowing it.

"Hey, isn't this a gift from Xiao Xianyi to the captain?" Squinting his eyes, he took out a simple package of small bread and biscuits from the paper bag, and Ichimaru Gin, who had just entered the captain's room, turned out Moran Kanyi's congratulatory gift from the table with sharp eyes. "I thought the captain would be very precious."

"It's everyone's wishes. It would be too rude to treat others specially." Aizen said casually without stopping the movement of his hands.

"So what does the captain plan to do with these gifts this year?" Ichimaru Gin smiled, not thinking that it would be any better if they were destroyed collectively.

"Leave what you can. For food...maybe pick some to taste." Putting the processed documents aside, Aizen took off his glasses and rubbed his brows, "Why are you suddenly interested in these things?" ,silver?"

"I'm not interested in gifts, but I'm curious about what Xiao Xianyi decides to give this year." Ichimaru Gin took out a card from the bag, and the handwriting on it was as beautiful as usual, "I even wrote on the card, Captain."

Reaching out to take the card, Aizen quickly glanced at it, it was just some ordinary congratulations, thanking him for his gentle and considerate care and wishing him all well.

It was her usual gentleness and courtesy, but the words were full of alienation, just like the smile she had before she left that day.

"This is the first time Xiao Xianyi has sent something other than a greeting card to the captain?" Seeing that Aizen seemed to be not interested in these foods, Ichimaru Gin casually picked up a piece and tasted it, "It's not bad, captain? No If so, I'll take it with me."

Remembering that this was indeed the case, Lan Ran waved his hands and gave instructions: "Leave it alone, I'll eat it later."

"I heard that Captain Ukitake received a set of haori-woven coats embroidered by Xiao Xianyiqin last year. I was still wondering what the captain would receive." Ichimaru Gin flipped through the congratulatory gifts on the table while chatting with Aizen, "She this year I specifically asked my captain what I like, thinking that she finally wanted to give you some surprises. Although it’s just a handmade dessert, at least it’s taken care of.”

"Silver." Interrupting Ichimaru Gin to continue talking, Aizen asked with his chin propped up, "Then what did you receive?"

"Every year is a basket of persimmons, not even a card." Ichimaru Gin said with a smile, "But I like it."

Getting up and taking out the letter paper from the cabinet, Aizen thought it was better to write a reply letter to thank Moran Xianyi, after all, this was a commemorative attempt for her.

Only halfway through writing the reply, Ichimaru Gin remembered something after tasting all the snacks on the table: "So, Xiao Xianyi's birthday is coming soon."

"Huh?" After a pause in writing, Aizen raised his eyebrows and looked at Ichimaru Gin, "When?"

Ichimaru Gin was not surprised by the opponent's situation, but pretended to be surprised and said: "Don't the captain know?"

"Miss Moran never mentioned it to me." He didn't even think about asking.

"Eh? I thought the captain refused knowingly." Ichimaru Gin shrugged, "It happened to be the day of the captain's meeting."

June [-]st.

I see.Putting the brush in his hand aside, Aizen finally understood why Moran Xianyi cared so much.

Throwing the half-written reply letter on the table into the wastebasket, an almost imperceptible smile flashed in Lan Ran's eyes, maybe he should think about how to save it.

***

On her birthday, Moran Xianyi woke up early to take Mumi out for a walk.

After she came back, she put on the lake green one-piece dress that she bought specially for this day, and carefully made up her face in front of the dressing table. Finally, after pinning pearl hairpins on the short curly hair that had been carefully braided, Moran Xianyi Smiling at himself in the mirror.

Everything will be fine.

On the way to the city where the Calligraphy Exhibition is located by bus, there is a sea of ​​hydrangeas.Mo Ran Xianyi got out of the car without even thinking about it, and stopped to enjoy the flowers comfortably while waiting for the next bus to arrive.

Before leaving, I ran into a traveler by chance and asked him to take a photo.

After arriving at the exhibition hall, Moran Xianyi looked at the works on the wall, but Aizen's vigorous handwriting came to mind.She doesn't have a deep understanding of calligraphy, and she can only understand the quality of a work on the surface. If that person is by her side, she will definitely analyze it carefully for her!

He once said that her handwriting was correct and beautiful, but it was a pity that her writing was not decisive enough and she always felt procrastinated.At that time, she only felt that this word really resembled her own indecision, but she never thought about changing it.Only occasionally wrote a few impromptu works to get praise, and she was happy.

After staying in the exhibition hall stop-and-go all morning, Mo Ranxianyi filled the booklet he carried with him with his after-view impressions, thinking that since the person couldn't come, then listening to her nonsense about the exhibition experience afterwards could be regarded as Get involved!

Before leaving, she bought a collection of exhibited works in the souvenir area as a gift, together with the book she picked up at the bookstore not long ago, and she planned to give it together when they met.

Walking alone in an unfamiliar street, buying some trinkets for myself, eating some food that I usually don’t want to buy, watching a warm movie, and occasionally exchanging a smile with a stranger I met by chance, everything is fine.

Obviously everything was fine, but she was not as happy as she imagined.

When passing by a popular cake shop, Moran Xianyi thought about it and went in to buy a small birthday cake for herself. When the clerk asked her how many birthday candles she wanted, she was stunned for a while.

If it is said that she is over a hundred years old, she is afraid that she will be taken as a troublemaker, thinking about this, Mo Ran Xianyi chooses a safe one with a shy face.

In the soul world, birthday cakes are generally not eaten.It's just that after five years of observation in this world, people seem to like this kind of foreign celebration, and it's okay to do it occasionally.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to the apartment with the big and small bags I had purchased. What greeted me was not only Mumi, but also the same darkness as in the past five years.

Peace is a blessing. Every year when I celebrate my birthday in Moran's house, Moran Xianyi always eats red bean rice while listening to Moran President Ichiro say so in relief.

After looking at today's outfit for the last time in front of the mirror, Moran Xianyi took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom without any hesitation.

After stepping out again, it was that ordinary woman in cotton pajamas and without makeup, with a faint shadow of insomnia left under her eyes.

She hasn't slept well since Feizhen's death, and she asked about several folk remedies to help her sleep, but they didn't help her.Whenever I close my eyes, many old faces will appear in my mind: her parents, Byakuya Kuchiki's father, Hima, Yoichi Sifengin...

Many sad memories made her panic, but there was nothing she could do.

"Moumi, what would I do without you?" Moran Xianyi murmured while gently hugging the big white dog.When she first came to this world, she thought that being independent was good at being lonely.But now that she has come into contact with many people, she has started to be afraid of being lonely.

Taking out the cake, Moran Xianyi gently inserted a candle on it, and picked up a match to light it.

"I hope everyone is well."

"Hopefully I'll be fine too."

Instead of turning off the lights, she just blew out the candles after saying her last wish silently.

The cake was only half cut, and Moran Xianyi saw that there seemed to be something wrong with Mumi.Originally, she was just obediently lying aside and eating the feed, but she suddenly got up and barked twice, and her tail was wagging very happily.

Seeing that the owner seemed indifferent, the cheerful dog ran directly to the entrance, stretched out his front feet and grabbed the door.

"Ah, do you want to take a walk at night?" Moran Xianyi then remembered that Mumi might be so abnormal because she was used to walking in the morning and evening.Throwing the cake aside for the time being, quickly took the guide rope and poop bag to help Mumi put it on, and opened the door──

"Hmm..." I was thrown onto my body instantly by a ball of white fur, which was unexpected, "Is it really a warm welcome? Miss Mo Ran."

This deep and slightly smiling voice, as well as a gentle and friendly smile...

Moran Xianyi blinked, his face calm: "What are you doing here, Captain Aizen?"

Aizen Soyousuke didn't mind seeing her indifferent attitude, so he just took out a flat and long wooden box from the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to her, while Mumi circled around happily at his feet: "Miss Moran, I have something to do." up?"

"Catch up with what?" Moran Xianyi wondered, but did not take the box, "Why don't you come in first, because you are afraid of disturbing the neighbors outside."

"Then I will bother you." Lan Ran smiled and stepped into the room quickly.After Moran Xianyi closed the door, he handed out the things in his hand again, "Miss Moran..."

Gently leaning his forehead against the opponent's chest, Moran Xianyi closed his eyes and whispered softly: "Thank you, Captain Aizen."

A steady heartbeat, just like this man, can always calm her down.

Her third wish has come true.

Leaving the other person's chest without nostalgia, Moran Xianyi took the wooden box with a smile: "Can you open it and have a look?"

"Of course." Lan Ran nodded with a smile in his eyes, and then said embarrassedly as if thinking of something, "Sorry, I don't know women's preferences, and I'm not very good at handicrafts, so I can only seek the opinions of a few team members Picked this."

Inside the box was an elegant pink plum hairpin, without complicated patterns or deliberate carvings, it was just a very pure jade hairpin.

It might be just right for her to grow her hair longer.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Moran Xianyi narrowed his eyes with a smile as he carefully put the hairpin back into the wooden box.

"As long as Miss Mo Ran likes it, I'm worried that you won't like it." The noble lady probably has all kinds of accessories.

Putting the wooden box back into the bedroom drawer, Moran Xianyi went around to the kitchen and cut two cakes: "I'm eating cakes to celebrate my birthday in this world, Captain Aizen will also eat some."

"Speaking of this, thank you Miss Moran for the dessert, the taste is quite special." Thinking of the biscuits he had planned to taste, Aizen propped his chin and watched Moran leisurely eating the cake.

In the end, he ate all the biscuits with tea, and the bread was given to Caolu Yaqianliu, who happened to get lost and passed by the team building of the fifth team. Seeing that she ate it with relish, it must have tasted good.

Moran Xianyi just smiled when he heard the words, and didn't intend to tell the original plan.

The two chatted about today's itinerary for a while, and it was too late to see the time, so Moran Xianyi put all the items brought back from the exhibition into the bag and handed them to him, while casually asking: "Captain Aizen, can you Promise me a request?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Take it as a birthday present for me in advance, next year." Moran Xianyi endured a yawn and opened the bedroom door, "Please leave after I fall asleep."

"Haven't been able to sleep well recently?" Lan Ran got up and walked into the bedroom, leaning against the door and watching Mo Ran Xianyi make the bed slowly.

Quickly got into the bed, Mo Ran Xianyi nodded to him with half-closed eyes: "I always feel very at ease when you are here."

Just watching her quietly, Aizen didn't do much.

After hearing Moran Xianyi's slight and shallow breathing after falling asleep, Aizen knew that she was fast asleep.

After closing the collection of calligraphy works she bought for him, Aizen got up and prepared to return to Soul Soul Realm.With sharp eyes, she noticed that there was still unfinished cake on the kitchen table, so she decided to help her put it in the refrigerator.

I didn't expect that when I opened the refrigerator, I saw tofu that almost took up all the space.

Recipe notes for various tofu dishes are posted on the note board on the side wall.

I flipped to a page of steamed tofu with seafood, and it was carefully marked with "It tastes great, it's better to reschedule", with a few hand-painted flowers next to it.

On the other page, the dessert tofu pudding says "smooth taste, delicate texture", and below is a picture of a pair of glasses sliding down from the pudding, and even a playful line for it-"Hey, it really blows bombs breakable".

He rejected it two months ago, and she was still practicing relentlessly two months later.

Aizen carefully read the above notes one by one, and remembered the faintly shining eyes of the woman in the room when she first saw him.

Shaking his head, he sighed how could there be such a stupid guy──

It's never a good idea to get him to pay attention.