[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

Captain Yamamoto is very satisfied with the Hell Hot Spring Pool in the hot spring villa. His muscle soreness is relieved, and he is naturally in a good mood. At this time, he is chatting with the two favorite students around him.

This adult, who is almost as old as the history of the soul world, usually has a tough and serious style, but in private, he is a kind and friendly old man──

These are what Fuzhu told her when chatting with Captain Fuzhu.

As far as Mo Ran Xianyi was concerned, he was indeed not as scary as he imagined after participating in the tea parties held by the captain several times.Occasionally, I personally send documents to the team leader's room, and the old team leader will give her some Japanese refreshments before leaving.

When I turned back to chat with my grandfather, he just patted her on the shoulder cheerfully, and said that Mo Ranchun had once been the chief officer of the first team, and maybe the old captain thought she was familiar with her.

She is truly blessed to be able to get along with everyone.

Ignoring Kuchiki Rukia who was staring blankly at her actions, Moran Kanyi silently pushed the spicy cabbage to Kuchiki Byakuya sitting opposite him, then moved the wine rice tofu to Aizen on the left, and took it from him on the table. The chawanmushi, and finally pour yourself a cup of hot tea, perfect.

Just about to fall into her own gourmet world, Ichimaru Gin, who was diagonally opposite, was not happy to see her relaxed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhated!" His eyes narrowed into a slit, Ichimaru Gin said teasingly, "I have talked about dating, why is it that I am the only one who has not been treated specially── "

The ending sound dragged on for a long time, as soon as I heard it, I knew it was deliberately making trouble for her.

Pulling up the sleeve of his right hand slightly, Moran Kanyō cast a sideways glance at Ichimaru Gin, a flower bloomed on his lips, and he picked up a petal of pickles from the small dish with crooked eyebrows.

"Naturally you have to do something special." Kneeling her legs forward, she said with a gentle demeanor and a sweet smile, "Captain Ichimaru, ah──"

Haha laughed a few times, Ichimaru Gin obediently retreated to shut up and eat his meal.

That piece of pickled vegetables ended up in the belly of the grass deer Yaqianliu flying all over the field.

Asking the waiter to help her change a new pair of chopsticks, Moran Xianyi lowered her eyes and began to eat. Most of the personal set meals were served with cooking wine, and the colleagues sitting nearby were happy to help her.

"Ah, is this for me? Thank you." Moran Xianyi ate quietly most of the time listening to the chatting of several captains.In the middle of the journey, two members of the [-]th squad brought her some extra desserts, which she happily accepted, ignoring the man beside him tapping his index finger.

Some of the fast eaters at the dining table had disappeared without a trace, while others simply found a few people to drink.

Mo Ran Xianyi ate slowly, and he and Lan Ran were sitting next to each other at the whole table.

She got to know a few other team members today, and a young man who brought dessert just now had the number six and nine tattooed on his left cheek, which made her look familiar. It turned out to be one of the students who were attacked in the real world for an internship two years ago.

She did heal his eyes at that time, so the child still remembered.

"Captain Dongxian brought them here, and I heard that all the accommodation expenses were paid to his account." He is really a good captain who is blind and considerate to his subordinates.Moran Xianyi thought about the captain's salary, put down the teacup and turned his head to look at Lanran.

As an aristocrat, she has never had to worry about money, and after being stationed in the present world, she has received additional hazard pay and job bonuses, the sum of which is even higher than that of the vice-captain.It's just that she never noticed what the captain's salary is like?Suddenly came the interest.

Just thinking about how to speak, Lan Ran, who had been silent since dinner, put her fingers on her cheeks, and whispered in a low voice, "I bought the house on Liuhun Street before I became the captain."

Now as the captain, there is no need to worry about his financial situation.

"I just want to know the monthly salary of the captain, and I'm not interested in your deposit."

With a few deep low laughs, Lan Ran had a shallow smile on his face: "Why do you want to know?"

"It's time to decide whether I should act like a baby to you so that you can treat me." Moran Xianyi said in a calm voice, "A single room and meals, thank you for the hospitality."

"What about being coquettish?"

"Maybe next time." He sipped his tea calmly, not intending to let the topic go his way.Except for her family, she has never acted like a baby to anyone in her life, and she doesn't know if this man will accept it or not.In order to make things easier, she should pay for it herself, and a woman should be self-improving.

The job of death is accompanied by great danger. No one can guarantee a lifetime of safety. We can only live each day as if it is our last, and find ways to make ourselves happy and recover from negativity.

Under the slogan of cherishing the present, except for those who have a tired family, most of the gods of death have no concept of savings.At least Moran Xianyi has many friends of this type around him—the most representative one is probably Matsumoto Rangiku, who often spends his salary on new clothes, and has to find ways to get people to treat him if he wants to drink.

This is not bad, everyone has their own life, and others have no way to talk about it.

Moran Xianyi just prefers men who know how to plan the use of funds—if you look at it from the standpoint of finding a husband.

There are many aristocratic children who spend a lot of money, most of them are ignorant, and they often hang out in sensual places, showing off their noble status generously.

In just a few days after the patriarch's succession ceremony, invitations from various families came like snowflakes, most of them were matchmaking for their young master, which annoyed her very much.

Kuchiki Byakuya and Saotome Ryukyu are not many aristocrats who are strict with themselves, let alone impress her heart.

"Todo Yusuke is good, but it's a pity that the father is here." Taking a walk in the huge Japanese garden with Aizen, Moran Kanyi sighed with emotion, busy rubbing the warmth brought back from the present world with his hands Bag.

It was windy outside, Lan Ran bent down to help her straighten her feather scarf and wind-torn hair, while skillfully turned sideways to help her out of the wind: "When did Miss Mo Ran lower her eyesight?"

"I think men have a good eye!" Mo Ran Xianyi rubbed his hands, "I just need to pick some worthy blind dates so that I can deal with it."

"Oh? Let me give you an example." Lan Ran pushed his glasses and saw that the other party was lost in thought.

"One?"

"On a."

The snow stopped the day before yesterday, but the snow here has not completely melted, and the trail looks slippery at this time.Although he was sure he could handle all emergencies, Aizan let Moran Xianyi walk with his arm just to be on the safe side.

Moran Xianyi grabbed his arm, thought for a while and decided to speak softly and honestly: "For example, Captain Aizen."

"It's not rotten wood anymore?" Lan Ran asked back, which was a bit surprising.

"It wasn't just now." Mo Ran Xianyi narrowed his eyes, seldom trying to please him, "But now it is."

This is out of temper.Aizen raised the corners of her lips, compared to her who was always smiling, this obviously unhappy expression was rare.

"Don't just talk about me, Captain Aizen, you have a very high vision!" Mo Ran Xianyi smirked all over his face.After returning to the house, she specially flipped through the quarterly magazine of the Men's Association, and in Aizen's column, it was written that Captain Unohana "has both talent and looks"!

"Not high." There was a smile in Lan Ran's eyes, how could she not see it with such a little thought?

Mo Ran Xianyi wondered: "The captain level is not high enough? You don't want to talk like a lion."

"In the past few years, my vision of women has regressed." Lan Ran raised a soft and gentle smile, "I am very happy to be accompanied by Miss Mo Ran."

...It is obviously a compliment to her, why does it sound so annoying?

Moran Xianyi took a deep look at him and said nothing.

On the night she became the head of the family, she had a long talk with her grandfather. When it came to a blind date, her grandfather told her to find a man who truly loved her and loved her, and she also liked him. Don't bet your life on someone you don't like so much. There is a way.

In the past, she was worried too much, so she didn't dare to let go and pursue what she really wanted.

Now that she has a new pursuit, she is still thinking about what to do.

The excuse given to others is that it can't solve the problem of matrilineal marriage, but only she knows the real reason.

No matter what, Aizen doesn't seem like a master who is willing to enter into marriage. He is smart and powerful, and letting an ordinary woman be tied up is not something he would do.

He has a very good reputation, except for her, she has never heard of any woman who has had news about him.That's not unusual for a man in such good condition.If it wasn't that he was so romantic that he didn't leave any traces, it was that he didn't care about love at all.

According to Moran Xianyi's understanding of him, she is inclined to the latter.

This man appreciates her, he can guide her kindly with his hands, and he can also tease her heart with a few words, and he always points to the end.

Considerate, not overstepping the rules; let her feel at ease, but don't want her to trust him.

Reminding her so bluntly that all this may be just an illusion created by him, I really don't know whether to be grateful or sad.

"Angry?" Aizen asked kindly, leaning against the railing of the viewing platform.The wind blew up his silver shawl, and his smile didn't seem so real at this moment.

The lights at the foot of the mountain were lit up, the night sky was full of stars, and it was a rare sunny day in a few days, so it would be a disadvantage to sulk.Mo Ran Xianyi is 1.6 meters [-] tall, and the railing is only a little shorter than her. If she wants to imitate Aizen leaning on it chicly, she has to stand on tiptoe.

The wind was so strong that her cheeks flushed from the cold: "The truth is not easy to hear, but I accept it."

Apart from her noble status, she is just an ordinary official, and he is willing to focus on such a self, which is good enough.

Instead of being dissatisfied, it is better to work harder to improve yourself.

Her goal is not to become this man's chief executive, she wants him to admit that he likes him.

That being the case, she must get better.

"No objection?"

"No need." Mo Ran Xianyi wanted to shake his index finger handsomely, but his feet staggered, swayed unsteadily, and cut off most of the momentum abruptly, "You will have to admit that you are wrong one day."

Helping her adjust her posture gently, Aizen was very satisfied with her confident answer.

Five years was not in vain.

"Miss Mo Ran, no one can make me admit defeat." This is the truth.

His feet were a little sore, Mo Ran Xianyi gave up the same posture as him, grabbed the railing casually, turned sideways and smiled at him and rolled his eyes: "What a coincidence, I didn't intend to let you admit defeat."

Just admit to liking her.

Lan Ran stared intently at the woman beside her with beautiful eyebrows and crescent-shaped smile, distress suddenly arose spontaneously.

I don't want to let her out.

The men's and women's baths in the open-air hot springs are close together, and most of the content can't be heard clearly, but it's still possible to tell who the speaker is based on the sound alone.

The captains are not the masters of gossip, and they are relatively serious when they are in trouble.Until the young soldiers came in in groups, they were just at the age of youth, and they were more interested in young girls, so the topic revolved around the women in the soup pool next door.

The captain-level Unohana Retsu and Suifeng were directly excluded, after all, they were too high to climb; Kuchiki Rukia was also excluded, after all, her foster brother closed his eyes and rested not far away──others who are only officers can still chat .

Matsumoto Rangiku has a hot body and a straightforward and pleasing personality, and the discussion is undoubtedly high.

The women who participated in this trip are all excellent, but I have to say that there are still some shortcomings-Ise Nanao is a serious person, Cao Deer Yachiliu looks too young, and Isamu Toru's voice is oppressive, and Toru Toru Loud voice...

At the end, when the topic was about to stop here, a soft voice suddenly came from the next door, and the men could clearly hear the female voice reminding their friends not to drink too much.

I can't hear anything else clearly, but this sentence is very clear.Aizen watched with interest as a group of men reflexively put down their wine cups after hearing the words, and blushed after a while.

Why do you instinctively put down your wine glass?Obviously not talking to them.

So they suddenly thought of Mo Ran Xianyi.

Aristocrat, four seats in the thirteenth division, personality without arrogance, soft voice, good at cooking, good at sewing, and pretty... really suitable to marry back home as a wife.

──Although the body is really precious, ordinary people may not be able to afford it.

Aizen added this sentence in his heart, his face was still calm as always.

He didn't even bother to respond to Ichimaru Gin's malicious smile at him.

"Going back?" There was a woman who was already shivering from the cold, and he really didn't want to see her go down the mountain tomorrow with a red nose.

"So fast?" Mo Ran Xianyi's face was full of disappointment, and she wanted to stay with him longer.

What are you talking about.

"I brought my work up, and I can deal with it when I go back." Lan Ran stretched out his arms to wrap her around her, and pulled her to the other side where the cold wind would not affect her.

Moran Xianyi understood what he meant, and was happy: "If you are still not asleep, talk to me again."

"It's okay."

After 50 years of acquaintance and five years of getting along, Aizen feels that this atmosphere is not bad.

At least for now he still wants to have her by his side.

That night in Aizen's personal room, Moran Xianyi read him a juvenile adventure novel brought back from the present world. The story was neither long nor short, and ended just as Aizen finished reviewing the document.

The protagonist finally got his wish, defeated the devil and found the legendary treasure, and returned as a hero in triumph.

Aizen smiled and said that children in this world would have unrealistic fantasies if they read too many of these books.

"Why? The protagonist is working hard? This is encouraging and rewarding." Moran Xianyi protested.

Lan Ran touched her cheek lightly with her fingers, stroking her eyes, nose, and lips one by one, and said with a deep smile, "Because the devil king in the story only exists to highlight the protagonist."

"You mean that the protagonist has no equal opponent, and the victory comes too cheap?" Aizen's fingers were a little cold, sliding across her cheeks, making her unable to concentrate.

"Miss Mo Ran, if you were the protagonist in the story, what would you do?" The finger finally stopped on Mo Ran Xianyi's chin.

There was a faint light in the man's eyes, and Mo Ran Xianyi intuitively knew that he was serious, so he couldn't help but become serious.A few thoughts came to mind, Moran Xianyi pondered and chose an answer that looked like this man.

"Cultivate a demon king with equal strength to yourself, and defeat him when the time is right."

"Oh?" Aizen smiled, "Why?"

"It's interesting, isn't it?"

The chin was raised suddenly, and Moran Kanyi felt that Aizen's face was getting closer and closer to her. When Shimaru Gin made a fuss, she was so close that she almost rubbed her nose. Her heart didn't beat so fast.

Before any messy thoughts came into her mind, Aizen laughed softly, her fingers left her chin, and then gently tapped the tip of her nose.

Mo Ran Xianyi was confused by his series of actions, and she didn't know if she was right.

"Miss Moran, it's getting late, do you want to sleep here or go back to your room?" Aizen didn't intend to relieve her doubts.

After spending all the money, of course I went back to my room.Mo Ran Xianyi didn't doubt that he was there, thinking that he wanted to rest, so he quickly put on the scarf and coat carefully, picked up the novel on the table and got up to leave.

"Thank you for your willingness to talk with me, Captain Blue Ran." Mo Ran Xianyi poked his head out to say good night to him softly before taking the door.

Watching the door close, Aizen smiled.

This woman had chosen the right one once, and if he really planned to stay, he couldn't stop.

Ms. Moran, maybe we still have sixteen ghosts to think about──

Will we wait for the flowers to bloom together in the future?

The author has something to say: I accidentally published qq for Saturday

So take a leave of absence on Saturday to go on a trip, sorry qq