[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

This time the onset was actually too late.

It wasn't that bad at first, but it always hurts more each time I get older.

Consciously or unintentionally saving special leave is to deal with this situation.Over the years, with the help of Kuchiki Yinling and Ukitake Shishiro who knew the inside story, almost no one in the court guard knew about it.

A few close friends of the Women's Association also only deal with noble affairs when Mo Ran is idle, and it is not unusual for them to disappear for a few months after many years.

There is no need to apply medicine, as long as you survive the torture for a few days, your body will be able to recover as before. To this day, the Moran family has not found the cause and treatment of the disease with all their resources privately.

"...It is true that another 20 years have passed." Facing the captain of the Fifth Division who came to inquire about his illness, Unokanaretsu maintained his usual calm smile and did not answer his doubts.After a brief silence, he casually uttered a seemingly irrelevant exclamation.

Leaving the team building of the fourth team, just as Lan Ran stood still at the gate of his own team building, a group of white shadows rushed towards him in a hurry.The standard action is to lean on him with the front foot, stand on the back foot, and shake the fluffy tail from side to side.

The team members walking around stopped when they saw this, and watched with a smile in their eyes as their captain teased the team pet of the [-]th Division. This scene was too soft to take their eyes off.

Disregarding the peeping from the side, Aizen gently placed her palm on Mumi's head, with a slight smile on her face.I haven't seen her for a while, this dog is really a little too fat, but the overall spiritual pressure is much more stable---just the opposite of her owner.

Thinking of this, he felt a bit of displeasure for no reason.

Folding his hands back into his sleeves, Aizen straightened up and walked quickly to the captain's room.The big white dog didn't accept the man's unhappiness, and still circled around his feet cheerfully. After stepping into the captain's room familiarly, he shook his head and rushed into the inner hall.

Putting aside the chores for the time being, Aizen sat behind the desk and quickly entered the working state.

"May I bother you, Captain Aizan?" Along with the knock on the door, a timid female voice came from outside the door.

"Come in, Hina Mori-kun."

The girl stood in front of her holding some data, her eyes were filled with admiration, joy and anticipation. This was the vice-captain Hina Morita, who was personally selected by him.

She has a hard-working personality, a pure and transparent mind, and a master of ghosts who knows how to make progress.When the virtual raider in the present world rescued her, Aizen knew that this girl could be used—there was no more convenient means of control than longing for a person.

He likes the steadiness that he has everything in the world under his control, and the vice-captain is such an honest child just right.

Chu Sentao lowered her eyes, carefully reported the work completed recently, and handed over the documents that she could not decide on her own to the captain.Being able to stand beside the person I respect, while secretly delighting, is more trembling for fear of doing something wrong.

"You don't need to be so restrained, you've done a good job." After taking the document and quickly browsing it, Aizen raised his head and smiled at her gently, "The information is organized at a glance, and it's much easier for me to read."

Chu Sentao blushed, and waved her hands nervously: "W-what, it's the captain, you don't care about it."

The same blushes...well.

Aizen had a trademark smile on his face, but his heart was indifferent.

Ichimaru Gin stared at Hina Mori's personal file for a long time after his candidate for the vice-captain was finalized, and finally said with a delicate expression, "Why did you go around a lot and pick someone who looks like Xiao Xianyi?"

At that time, he sneered at Ichimaru Gin's wonder, maybe they are both masters of making ghosts and speak in the same soft voice, but he never felt that there was any similarity between the two.

"Captain Aizen, are you okay?" Seeing that the other party took off his glasses and rubbed the center of his brows, Chisen frowned and asked worriedly.I didn't see the captain during the lunch break, and I heard the team members chatting just now, saying that they just came back from the fourth division.

"Ah, don't worry." Lan Ran put on her glasses, and smiled comfortingly at her adjutant, "I bought a good book yesterday, and I wanted to finish reading it soon, and then dawn came."

Chisen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously, "What kind of book can captivate the captain so much?"

"Does Chu Mori-kun also like to read?" Aizen raised a smile when he met a bosom friend, got up and took a book from the shelf next to him and handed it to her, "This author's works are all good, this is the latest one .”

Chisen took the book, glanced at the title, and carefully held the book in front of his chest, looking at his captain with anticipation in his eyes: "If there is a chance, can I discuss my experience with the captain?"

"Of course you are welcome."

With a friendly smile on Lan Ran's face, he explained to her a few more words about work, and then watched her happily leave the captain's room.

Chu Sen had just stepped out of the room, the warm smile on his face was gone, only a trace of mockery remained on his lips.

After finishing the work at hand, I heard soft noises from the next door, and as soon as I stepped into the inner hall, I saw Mumi circling around the recliner a few times, lifting her front feet to fiddle with the thin quilt on top.

It was the time when he said that he would handle team affairs overnight in the captain's room, and Moran Xianyi brought it.Mumi was also there at the time, and she taught her not to behave properly when she tried to climb onto the recliner.

Confidently said that she needed to replenish energy, rolled up the thin quilt to cover her body tightly, and read a book in it to accompany him all night.

When he thought that everything about this woman was finally under his control, he accidentally thought of searching for her spiritual pressure last night, but he couldn't feel anything.Shunbu walked near Moran's house, only to find that her courtyard had a strange atmosphere.

If it wasn't for this whim, he might really have believed the notice she asked Suzuki Sumire to send to visit friends in Ruiling Street.

It's really -- annoying.

A big palm was lightly placed on the dog's head with a tongue sticking out and a simple and honest face. Lan Ran narrowed her eyes and pulled her lips slightly: "When your master recovers, remember to stay away from her for the first few days."

***

Aizen knew that Sumire Suzuki, the manager of Moran's house, didn't like him, and occasionally looked at him with hostility. He only regarded her as an eager protector, and never took it for granted.

However, the manager who hated him so much now bowed respectfully to him after he appeared, and handed him the kettle, basin and brand-new towels with a complicated expression.

Only at this time can he enter the Patriarch's courtyard without being led.

Sweeping his gaze across the carp submerged in the water and the silent courtyard without a trace of insects, Aizen calmly greeted the continuous stream of spiritual pressure from the bedroom.

In the past, a group of invisible guards were always arranged in the Quartet, and they were said to be elites who could serve the noble Patriarch, but no one could stay when the Patriarch's defense was weakest, so what's the use of spending money to support these idiots.

Sneering mockingly, Aizen freed one hand to open the door.

This is the woman who sternly wrote in the note that she will take a long vacation to visit friends in Liuhun Street, and the return date is uncertain.

Lan Ran stood by the door, looking coldly at Mo Ran Xianyi who was curled up into a ball at this time, with flushed face and cold sweat on his forehead.

His eyes were wide open, and he didn't even notice that he was coming.

If I have to describe it, the spiritual pressure emanating from her feels very sad, it is a kind of pain that clamors to make everyone around her fall into it together, but it is unexpectedly harmless.Suzuki Sumire brought him here last night, before stepping into the courtyard, his face turned pale, and when he got closer, he even knelt down and covered his mouth, it seemed really uncomfortable.

"Don't bite your lips." Finally unable to see her hurting herself in pain, Lan Ran sat on the side and stretched out her hand to caress her chapped lips.Sumire Suzuki specifically explained that she should not touch any food except water, and after thinking about it, he fetched a cup of tea and gave her a sip.

When helping her get up to drink water, he accidentally touched her hand, felt the uncontrollable twitching and trembling, and Aizen's suppressed anger was ignited again.

She often teased him that he couldn't find anyone to stand by him, and that this kind of loneliness that was so high above and overlooking everything deserved to be alone.

However, her loneliness is superficial, because she pushes everyone out.Isn't this intentional concealment, not wanting to hurt others, just her arrogance?

After wringing out the towel and gently wiping Moran Xianyi's face and neck, Aizen rested her right hand on her forehead and found that the degree of scalding was worse than yesterday, so she clicked her tongue in displeasure.

"I'm... used to it. No, it'll be fine." Moran Xianyi felt the weight on his forehead with a burning throat, trying to make a sound with his throat, trying to make him feel at ease.

"To shut up."

Ah, he is so angry.

She couldn't see with her eyes for the time being, but she knew that the other party was in a bad mood just by the forbearing Reiatsu beside her, so she closed her mouth obediently and endured the pain.

But compared to being alone during the day, it is good enough that he is willing to be by his side now.Moran Xianyi thought so, and unconsciously wanted to laugh, but he grinned his teeth in pain when he didn't want to affect the facial muscles.

Lan Ran shook her head when she saw this, and finally whispered in her ear in compromise: "You have to endure the pain."

Without waiting for Mo Ran Xianyi to react, he gently brought her into his arms, and pulled the thin quilt from the side to cover her.Anyway, she has to feel pain, so it's better to make her happy.

It's not that she didn't notice the changes in her body, it's just that the other party didn't want to talk more on the grounds that she ate less.If this is one of the precursors of the disease, it seems that more attention should be paid in the future, so as not to let her be fooled casually.

The woman in his arms was gasping for breath with tightness in her chest. She unconsciously wanted to pull the skirt of his shirt, but she retracted her hand just as he touched it.Lan Ran looked down, and the usually slender and dexterous hand was hanging to the side stiffly and weakly, and the knuckles were slightly red.

"Bro..." Mo Ran Xianyi moved his mouth, his voice was as thin as a gnat, and Lan Ran didn't hear clearly.

"Ok?"

Burying his face into the opponent's chest, Moran Xianyi tremblingly raised an index finger and pointed outward.

"Ninety of Breaking the Way──Black Coffin."

A black box-shaped energy body suddenly appeared in the middle of the courtyard, and as Mo Ranxian retracted it with his fingers, it produced a big explosion.Lan Ran was shocked when he saw this, and the courtyard that should have been blown up was intact as before.

"Abandoning the chant, can you add the space ghost of Mo Ran's family?" He looked down at the trembling woman in his arms, and it seemed that he had misunderstood something.

"Don't, feel sorry for me." This appearance looks terrible, but it is the time when her spiritual pressure is the most abundant.Mo Ran's family is a ghost-type family. If there is no spiritual pressure restriction, she can still do this fine control, but the power is still far behind that of a captain-level character.

Moran Xianyi coughed violently, and vaguely saw the red butterfly hanging by the door.

Hongdie's commotion was never due to worry, but excitement.If she can wield the Zanpakuto in this state...

Moran Xianyi calmly withdrew his gaze and stopped the thoughts in his mind.

Feeling the arms around her tightened, her body ached, and her heart was terribly peaceful.

"I didn't think you were pitiful," Lan Ran took off the glasses, and when she knew her eyesight had recovered, she deliberately put them where she could see them, "I think it's disgusting."

Feeling pity, sadness, sadness seeing her in pain... nothing at all.Although ruthless, he did not appreciate such a sick woman.

Staring at the black-rimmed glasses beside her, Moran Xianyi felt embarrassed, she liked Lan Ran without glasses so much, but he didn't want her to see it.

Is he the one who is really hateful?

"How long will it last?"

The man's voice was low and emotionless, and Mo Ran Xianyi's heart suddenly warmed up, and he decided to forgive his hatefulness: "I don't know."

If she knew when it was over, she wouldn't have written that the return date was indefinite.

In the 180 years since the ten-year-old, counting this time, it has occurred eight times.

This time, there is no mother holding my hand, and no father praying for me, but there is someone I like by my side.

Knowing that the other party didn't like hearing her hoarse voice, Mo Ran Xianyi closed her eyes and asked, "If I'm not here someday...will you help me take care of Mumi?"

Lan Ran snorted and didn't reply, her big palm directly covered her eyes.No matter how painful it was, she had to be forced to sleep.

There is no need to think about it in the morning, at least she must sleep soundly at night when he is around.

The spiritual pressure emanating from her was still unpleasant in clusters, it was not the softness of Mo Ran Xianyi that he was familiar with, no wonder he couldn't feel it.

In the uninhabited courtyard, the surrounding silence was suffocating.

If she's used to facing this alone, it's not difficult to understand why she always hesitates in relationships-but that's fine.

Hearing the sound of steady breathing from his arms, and occasional sleepy talk, Ai Ran lowered his head to look at Mo Ran Xianyi's lifeless face, the corners of his lips tugged slightly.

He won't help her take care of that ball of fur, Aiwu and Wu never existed in his cognition.

So if you want to protect what you cherish, get well soon──

My Miss Lei Yi.

Aizen knew she couldn't hear the whispers whispering in her ear.

It's fair.

The pot of white camellia she gave him on his birthday last year has quietly bloomed outside the captain's house this spring.The team members passing by the captain's room and some visiting captains saw the beautifully blooming flowers, and thought that Captain Aizen also had such an elegant mood.

How could he have such a leisurely mood, he just allowed her to approach.

Two bellflowers were inconspicuously planted in the outer corner, and it was almost time to bloom.If she has indeed completed the abandonment chant of the black coffin, perhaps the time to make a decision has come.

This woman seems to be content with her Miss Moran, but he is still waiting to graduate from the title of Captain Aizen.

20 years, the time of sixteen ghosts.When the platycodon blooms, I hope she will be more self-conscious.