[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

Eight years later, on a winter afternoon, in the popular dim sum restaurant in the soul world, several female gods of death gathered here as if by appointment. The euphemistic name was "research and development of women's welfare policies", but they actually took the opportunity to desert.

Compared with the side where the table is next to the aisle with constant laughter and laughter, the place on the inner side next to the floor-to-ceiling windows is much quieter.

Nanao Ise and Momori Hina pointed to the contents of the book and exchanged ideas in a low voice; Isamu Toraru stayed quietly beside his captain Unohana, eating exquisite snacks, and occasionally chatting about team affairs.

"Mother, Auntie is asleep again." The girl with delicate facial features like a doll left her seat and walked to the outside. Her long brown curly hair was tied behind her head with a ribbon, and the scattered strands of hair on her ears and temples curled willfully. , looks youthful.

Several women who were having a good chat heard what she said, and looked around the corner in unison, and they saw Mo Ran Xianyi, who was leaning against the wall and dozing off with her body tightly wrapped.

A hint of distress flashed in Ji Chuan Qiangwei's eyes, then she turned her gaze back to her daughter and smiled, "Your Aunt Xianyi is usually too busy to rest, let her rest for a while in her shop."

She took her daughter to wander around the street today on vacation, wandered to the Juji pastry shop jointly opened by Moran Xianyi and her friends, and walked in only to find that the women's association was taking a break from the busy schedule, and finally sat down and chatted together.

Seeing that the aunt who loves her the most is also there, Ji Chuan Youni is very happy, and as soon as she is seated, she rubs against her and eats expensive desserts, saying that she wants to show off with her brother when she goes back.

It's just that this aunt who usually looks kind and smiles gently with squinted eyes is uncharacteristically not smiling very much today, and even dozed off many times.

"Okay──" Ji Chuan Youni's voice was soft, and then she seemed to think of something, raised her head and asked, "Then can I go to the kitchen to play with my mother-in-law?"

"All right, just be careful not to get in the way of other people's work."

Seeing the girl familiar with the way, opened the curtain and walked inside happily, Matsumoto Rangiku looked up at the girl's mother—the Okikawa Qiangwei who had had a rift with her before but now got along well, shaking the gift box provided by the store in her hand. Fruit wine, the original high voice was slightly lowered: "Xianyi doesn't know how to tell us what's on his mind, I just want to find a chance to ask."

As a mother of two children, Ji Chuan Qiangwei's character has become very soft over the years, and she has shed the bitterness of the past. In fact, she was originally a popular woman.

Hearing Matsumoto Ranju's question, she thought for a while and said in a low voice: "Do you know the triplets of Moran's family? They were all made for her to see from childhood."

"I know."

After Ji Chuan Qiangwei paused for a while, she sighed softly: "Last month, two members of the first team were sent on an expedition and never came back."

Moran [-] and [-], when they just graduated from Mao, Moran Xianyi was a little relieved to see that they looked good in their deadly costumes.When I turned around and chatted with her, I still laughed and said that the boys had given me a challenge, saying that I had to practice the swastika earlier than the head of the family.

The result is this.

Those two kids had very good qualifications, so they were successfully selected into the first team.On the contrary, Mo Ran Sanfu, who was not well understood, was picked up by her in the [-]th team after graduation, and happened to escape the catastrophe.

Mo Ran's family has few descendants, and after so many years of separation, only these children have been born, but now they have lost two.

An ordinary member of the team is not qualified for a grand team funeral.Everyone just said "Oh" when they got the news, and they couldn't remember the name of the colleague anymore.

Regardless of how painful the child's parents must have been, after the funeral, Moran Xianyi only stayed with Ji Chuanjing to talk, as if passively embracing him, blaming himself for not taking the child into the team to take care of him.

It's just that this is the child's own choice. Everyone knows it, but she refuses to understand.

After this happened, the forced marriage that the elders had stopped for a while began again.Internal and external troubles, she probably couldn't bear it soon.

"It's probably a good thing to be able to relax so much by our side." Matsumoto Rangiku proudly downed the fruit wine and poured himself another glass.

Ji Chuan Qiangwei's lips twitched slightly, thinking of her husband's uncomfortable appearance at home that day, her chest was blocked: "Give me a cup too."

The topic was brought to the things women like, and they quickly swept away the sad atmosphere, and the atmosphere became warm again.

After all, their work is accompanied by a high degree of risk, and they have gone through a few times before the gate of hell. Anyone who has experienced such an experience should know that it is better to let yourself be happy than to be sad every day.

Should have come out.

The sun is warm in the winter afternoon, which makes people feel very lazy and do not want to do anything.

When Moran Xianyi woke up leisurely, some people who had something to go back to the team building had already left.The first person he saw when he opened his eyes in a daze was unexpectedly not Oikawa Yuni.

"Hey, Moran."

The young man's voice was deep and deep, although his face was always indifferent like a little old man, his attitude when greeting her was very casual and hearty.

"Ah, good day, Captain Ritsugu." Mo Ran Xianyi rubbed his slightly sore neck and said softly.

Hearing her address, Hitsugaya Toshiro seemed a little uncomfortable: "...not yet."

"The inauguration ceremony will be tomorrow, right?" She smiled, "Let you familiarize yourself with the address first."

"...Moran, you obviously want to tease me, right?" Hitsugaya took a sip of tea helplessly.

Originally, he planned to arrest the deputy captain and go back to work, but when he was about to call her back, all the women put their index fingers on their lips and stared at him, which made him weaker, and finally he was driven to the corner to join Ladies' Club.

Moran Xianyi smiled softly: "Hey, how dare you, it's more correct to say it's flattery."

The captain of the [-]th squad, Zhibo Yixin, disappeared two years ago after he came to the world without permission.

Following Shiba's former captain's expectations, Hitsugaya finally passed the test after a year of testing and half a year of observation, and is about to take over as the youngest captain in history.

The letter of appointment has been issued, and the inauguration ceremony will be held at the captain meeting tomorrow.

"...Forget it." Hitsugaya sighed as if he hadn't heard it, and asked casually after scanning the dark circles under her eyes, "Did you remember to sleep?"

"Yes," Mo Ran Xianyi thought for a while, "Probably just now."

Which means she didn't sleep at all at night.

The corner of Hitsugaya's mouth twitched, seeing her upright look, she couldn't help but feel a little headache: "What are you doing so desperately?"

"There is always a price to pay for transformation." Moran Xianyi asked the clerk to serve her a cup of hot tea, while pulling the fluffy cloak tighter.

"……what?"

Sipping hot tea, she said calmly: "There are too many side jobs, I plan to shrink them into one."

Recalling that Matsumoto seemed to have said how huge the Moran family's property was, Hitsugaya also agreed with her decision: "Well, you should take care of the chores."

Mo Ranxian pulled the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "I want to make death my side job."

"……what?"

"Captain Hitsugaya, you are so interesting." Seeing the question mark on the boy's face, she covered her face and coughed a few times, then laughed again, but the smile was a little lonely.

"Are you planning to slowly withdraw from the Guarding Team?" After all, Hitsugaya was called a genius, and after calming down a little, he quickly figured it out.

Moran Xianyi nodded, propped his chin and looked at the friend who was still chatting enthusiastically: "Just put the focus back on the family, death is always the job I love."

I'm too used to taking care of the team affairs, so I save it when I'm on vacation. It's useless to let it go too much. In fact, I just need to save a few days that I can handle.

She has to spend more time on family affairs, otherwise the decision to become the god of death will be put before the horse.

Hitsugaya breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously when he heard the words: "That's good."

"Captain Hitsugaya, don't worry, as a companion who once shared weal and woe, I will not leave you behind."

Hearing the teasing in her words, Hitsugaya squinted at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "You are so loyal, why don't you just transfer to the [-]th squad?"

"Don't think I don't know that you want to squeeze my labor." Mo Ranxian glanced back sideways, "You can't escape whatever you should do for Luanju."

Although the third seat in the [-]th squad sounds pretty good, and you can still stay with your friends every day.

"Hey—what are you talking about, Xianyi and Dongshiro? I want to listen too—" Although it was fruit wine with a low alcohol concentration, Matsumoto Rangiku drank a lot, and was already a little drunk at this time, seeing the two of them laughing happily Happy to come together.

"Call me Captain." The Hitsugaya boy who was forced to bury himself in his chest had an indifferent expression, and stretched out his hand to push the drunkard away.

"Anyway, that's not it──Hey, what are you talking about Dongshirou, tell me! Hey Dongshiro──"

Hitsugaya was silent for a while, and finally veins appeared on his forehead, but he still couldn't hold it back.

"Matsumoto──You bastard, stop for me!"

The roar of the little lion resounded throughout the dim sum room, and the colleagues next to him just glanced at it indifferently, and they were no strangers to this scene.

Mo Ran Xianyi looked at them with his hands on his cheeks, the captain and deputy captain suddenly felt a little envious.

After so many years, the thirteenth squad still has no vice-captain. Although everyone has not recovered from the death of the vice-captain Zhiba on the surface, it is not entirely true in reality.

She would have almost agreed to Captain Ukitake's invitation if that hadn't happened.

Xiaoyi and Xiaoer, the children she had placed high hopes on, had already left her.

They look like Hitsugaya...

Every day he shouts to grow taller, and he often looks for her just to take the opportunity to talk to the longing Captain Kuchiki.

Healthy and lively, he said that he would go with the expedition team to see the world, but when he came back, he came back with two cold corpses with missing arms and poked holes.

I'm sorry, your Patriarch failed to protect you and let you grow up.

"...Hey, Mo Ran!"

One drop, two drops, three drops... all fell on the delicate flowers and fruits on the table.

The eyes are smiling, and a flower is drawn at the corner of the lips, but her heart is very painful.

"Xianyi girl."

In the blur, an old but full of spirit voice made her raise her head unconsciously, seeing someone coming, so she cried even harder.

Since Granny Jiuji came to Soul Soul Realm, she has probably been a mother-daughter bond, and she accepts the fact that her daughter has been reincarnated without any regrets.

I was lucky, the distribution coupon I got was assigned to the second district of Liuhun Street, and I was met by Matsumoto Ranju, who had met a few times in this world and came out to patrol, and finally let Moran Xianyi brought it to Juji Dim Sum Shop, became the person in charge of Japanese confectionery.

Hugging this girl of death who always seemed to be smiling into her arms, Jiuji patted her on the back gently, just like she did to her daughter: "It's good to cry."

The two boys also frequented the pastry shop from time to time, following their patriarch's taste for sweets.

The three brothers would occasionally come around her and say that they now have a lot of friends in Liuhun Street, and they are very easy to get along with, how could they be so stupid before... and so on, let her not mind their noble status.

In fact, how could she mind?

I just think their patriarch taught them well.

"I'm always very strict with them," Mo Ranxian said sobbingly, "I often punish them."

Grandma Jiuji was quiet, and her friends around her were also quiet. Everyone just stopped what they were doing and listened to her, but no one expressed comfort.

"I said that one of them has a good chance to take my place, and if they are willing, they will work hard in this direction."

"Is it because I don't say they won't choose a team?"

"Little San asked me why I didn't bring my brothers to Team Thirteen."

She seems to have done a lot of things wrong, but everyone said it had nothing to do with her.

She knew that as the god of death, death was always by her side, but she couldn't get out.

Such a young life will one day be able to support the life of the soul world like Captain Hitsugaya, but she has no chance to see them grow up.

"What I hate the most is that I didn't have time to tell them," Mo Ran Xianyi left Granny Jiuji's arms, trying to wipe away the tears that were still falling, "I love them."

Xiaoyi said that when he is older and more reliable, he will be the prince of little Youni.

Xiao Er said that being in love is too boring, and he will become the captain one day.

At that time, the three brothers asked together, who among the three is the Patriarch loves the most?

She just felt that love was too heavy, and she liked all three of them equally.

in case……

No, there are no more ifs.

"Auntie, Brother Xiaoyi, they know!" Ji Chuan Youni has been standing beside Grandma Jiuji in a daze since she came out. Even at the funeral, she had never seen this beautiful and dignified aunt cry.

Even if her brother gently tapped her on the head and said "Sister Xianyi's tears fell on the tip of her heart", she didn't understand what that meant.

Maybe now she understands, so she knows she has to say it.

The meticulously crafted girl walked up to her with her ponytail swaying, imitating what she had seen before and what Captain Aizen did to her aunt, cupping her cheeks with both hands, pressing her forehead to her forehead, and said in a soft voice:

"Auntie doesn't know, but I often hear it. They say that the owner of the family loves them very much, because the kimonos they wear every New Year are sewed by the owner himself."

──Not even her favorite cute little Yuni.

Ji Chuan Youni didn't say this sentence, she felt that it was not good to praise herself so much.

When Mo Ran Xianyi heard the words, he still felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but it seemed that something warm came out.

It turns out they all know.

At first, it was just to make clothes for the men I liked, so I practiced with the kimonos for them, three sets at a time, and it became more and more smooth.At that time, they were still young, about eight years old. After becoming the head of the house, they have been doing it for them for 23 years.

Sometimes when she had a lot of work, she would stay in the sewing room all night. Seeing her catch a cold, Sumire Suzuki advised her to leave this kind of thing to their professional masters.

Maybe she really loves them, she has been the head of the family for so many years, and let them accompany her every year.

Putting her hands on the girl's little hand, Mo Ran Xianyi rubbed her smooth forehead, she already knew what the warm current in her heart was: "Thank you."

Not only for Granny Kuki and Oikawa Yuni, but also the triplets, and friends who tried to pull her over to rest without knowing the truth.

"You have many good friends."

"I know." Moran Xianyi smiled, turned around and embraced Ise Nanao who was secretly wiping away tears.

She never took the initiative to tell her sadness, but they found out.

Nanao, who cares about her work like her life, appeared in the thirteenth team with Ranju, and she knew when they said that they would go to the store together to "study the welfare of the female god of death" and their purpose was to give her a rest.

"Only Nanao is not fair, I also want to-" Matsumoto Rangiku also happily moved up, and the three women hugged together like this-

In the middle is a Toshiro Hitsugaya who was knocked in.

The front is against someone's chest, but he doesn't know whose back it is, he only knows one thing.

"Matsu, Matsumoto──"

"Why didn't you tell me these things happened?" Ise Nanao's glasses were slightly crooked, and her eyes were still red.

"I didn't intend to say anything."

"Wait, wait, loose—" a struggling voice.

"Where is it, I started crying all of a sudden—" Matsumoto rubbed and rubbed, seeing that scene, she was so frightened that she woke up from the wine.

"I didn't know it would be like this, but when I saw Captain Hitsugaya, I thought of them."

"Oh──Dongshiro, you see that it's you who made Xianyi feel sad."

Hitsugaya Toshiro feels that life is really difficult.

"Idle..." After Matsumoto Ranju wanted to say something again, someone finally couldn't help it, and pushed the three women away with the greatest strength in his life.

"Bastard! Do you know that you almost lost the captain again?" Hitsugaya blushed and gasped for breath.

Matsumoto Ranju heard the roar, and then lowered his head to see the person in the middle: "Ah, so Shiro Toshiro is here, he's so short that I didn't notice it just now!"

"...Call me captain!"

Seeing the chaos in front of her, Grandma Jiu Ji patted Mo Ran Xianyi on the shoulder, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Even if she never sees her daughter again, she already has sustenance in Soul Soul Realm.

Jiuji walked slowly through the back door of the kitchen and walked back to the small courtyard that Moran Xianyi specially vacated for her.

She knew that this kind girl would eventually come out, after all, there were so many equally beautiful children around her.

After walking to the backyard, a tall man wearing glasses turned around calmly, and the big white dog Mumi walked around his feet with two puppies.

"Hey, you are..." Jiuji clasped his hands behind his back, frowned and thought for a while before suddenly realizing, "Did you meet that captain in this world before?"

Aizen answered yes softly, and then heard Jiuji ask him why he didn't come to the front shop.

"I planned to go there," he said slowly with a smile in his eyes, "if she still cries."

"Oh, that's probably not necessary." Jiuji bent down and touched Mumi's head, but his eyes never left the captain-level figure.

"I know."

After looking up and down at this well-mannered man, Jiu Ji thought that she had nothing to do, so he went on to her room, and murmured to himself earnestly: "Life is too short, when I really have to come when I leave I can't stop..."

"Ms. Kuki."

"Ah?" Jiuji seemed to hear someone calling her, and quickly stopped, "You called me?"

Aizen smiled kindly and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"Ah? Why?"

The little puppy grabbed his captain Haori desperately, Aizen had no choice but to squat down, and instructed Mumi to take them away: "Let her vent her emotions with peace of mind."

Granny Jiuji also lived to be more than 80 years old in general. Although she certainly didn't live as long as those in the Soul Realm, this did not prevent her from seeing men who seemed much younger than her as juniors.

If she looked at him just now because she was curious, then now she looked at this man again because she was surprised.

"Captain, you are not just a boss to girl Xianyi, are you?" I haven't heard her mention it in these years.

"My surname is Lanran." Lanran's face was still gentle, "Our relationship is indeed different."

"That's it..." Jiuji looked at him for a while before sighing, "She's a good girl, don't delay her."

"Delay?" Ai Ran chewed on the word, feeling quite fresh to be said so.

"I don't know what young people think, but I know what she should think."

Jiuji waved his hand, and walked slowly towards the room: "That girl, she only told me that she was broken in love once. I haven't mentioned you since I've been here for so many years, so I'm probably not sure that I can make it to the end. She only reports good news but not bad news."

A pun, Jiuji didn't expect the other party to understand.

"You seem to be very sure that it is my problem." Aizen pushed his glasses slightly, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"The problem is relative. It's probably that you can't afford what she wants, or she can't give up what you don't want." Jiuji opened the door and stood by the door and said, "It's just so entangled, but someday you really can't give up." Show even the slightest bit of impatience with her, and she'll leave on her own."

She looks strong on the surface, but she is still a girl who is very timid about feelings in her bones.

Such a child has never been delayed by others, or by herself.

Aizan stared at Jiuji, and smiled after a while and said, "You really see it through."

"Hey, I'm still the same old saying." Although Jiu Ji knew that these words were for nothing, he took it as a reminder, "Don't let your girl have to pretend to be strong, the most feared relationship is procrastination and compromise."

Then he closed the door.

Lan Ran was meditating in the courtyard, and after a while, she raised her eyes to look around the corner, with a smile in her eyes and voice: "Are you compromising, my Miss Xianyi?"

"Nothing, my Aizen-sama."

After chatting with friends a few more words before leaving, thinking about talking to Granny Jiuji, I went to the backyard to have a look. I didn't expect to encounter the rare scene where Captain Aizen was being trained.

This man's Reiatsu was hidden so well that she didn't know he was here until she heard the conversation.

Holding the woman's cheeks together, the two of them lightly nodded their foreheads, Lan Ran stroked her red and swollen eyes with his fingers, and said with a smile: "You should come to me and cry, at least I might look a little helpless."

"...You won't."

"Still sad?"

"Well," Mo Ran Xianyi lowered his eyes, "I am already like this, and their parents may not be able to bear it."

Tightening the woman's cloak and helping her pull up the hat, Aizen stared at her delicate eyebrows for a long time, and was about to ask her to say goodbye to Jiu Ji later, but found that her eyes were red again as if thinking of something .

Squeeze her palm a little harder: "Don't cry here, it's easy to catch a cold."

"...What do you say to be helpless?"

"I just made sure I wouldn't."

Glancing at him indifferently, Moran Xianyi opened the door and walked quickly into the corridor leading to Granny Jiuji's courtyard.

When he finally returned to the backyard, Aizen was leaning against the wall watching the dogs play.

"Moomi, it's time for us to go back." She knelt down and petted the other two puppies, "I'll bring her to play with you next time."

After speaking, I got up in a hurry, suddenly felt dizzy, and my eyes were dark.I almost fell, but luckily someone supported me behind me.

"Have you not slept for a few days?"

Mo Ranxianyi blinked his eyes, and when the symptoms eased, he said softly: "I have slept, but I didn't sleep for a long time."

About six hours of lying down every day for a month, and five hours of staring at the ceiling.It's just that she's not stupid enough to tell the truth, it will be fine after a while.

"how long?"

"About... about three or four hours." She pondered for a time that the other party could barely accept.

"Really?"

"real."

A familiar beam of light emerged from beside her, and a flower burst out in the air.

"It doesn't look like that." Aizen smiled happily, her face darkened.

"Ah... Well, listen to me, there must be some misunderstanding."

What does it mean to shoot a stone at one's own foot?She is limping.

Just as she was sighing, her hand was held up by the man, and Mo Ran Xianyi turned her head to look at him suspiciously, something was wrong: "Why are you so nice today, didn't you scold me?"

"Go back and talk."

"why?"

Carefully covering the woman's hat, Lan Ran raised the corners of her lips and smiled: "The family ugliness is not exposed, let's sit down and talk carefully when we go back."

"...Father, my daughter is wrong."

It turned out that her feet were not only lame, they might be broken.

Moran Xianyi was still a little worried until he was sent back to Moran's house and forced to lie on the bed and close his eyes.This man has dealt with her in so many ways that he dare not recall the past.

"Miss Xianyi," Lan Ran said in a low voice as she put her hands on her forehead, and she felt a little feverish, "I think I really judge people by their appearance."

"Ok?"

"Don't cry, I like your usual appearance."

Her man is usually calm, but he is still unfamiliar in the field he is not good at.

"...Master Lan Ran," Mo Ran Xianyi smiled, "Your comfort may make me never dare to cry in front of you again in this life."

The last one told her not to cry, she really hasn't shed a single tear in hundreds of years.

"That's good too," Lan Ran said with a light smile, "Come to me when you're sad, and I can always make you laugh."

"Just don't make me mad, and coax me..." I didn't dare to think.

He asked Suzuki Sumire to postpone the head of the family's dinner so that she could lie down for at least four hours.

"Still can't sleep?"

"If I sleep now, I'm afraid I will suffer from insomnia at night."

Lan Ran smiled: "I'll come over again at night."

"...Master Aizen, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Moran Xianyi, if you don't shut up, I'll read you the whole ghost talk later." If you don't sleep, don't sleep in the future.

"...I'll just sleep."

In fact, she was already a little drowsy, and wanted to rest when she was tired from crying in the afternoon.

It's just that she was afraid of dreaming, afraid that in the dream, two boys would accuse her of not fulfilling the responsibility of the head of the house.

"Miss Xianyi, do you know what you can only do when I'm around?"

She shook her head, but obediently did not open her eyes.

Leaning her face to her ear, Aizen said in a low and gentle voice, "Miss me."

The ears, neck, and cheeks were instantly flushed.

"...This must be a fake Master Aizen." Moran Xianyi muttered, not noticing that he yawned.

Without answering her murmur, Aizen knew it was the prelude to falling asleep.

He didn't get up slowly until he heard the sound of even breathing and made sure that no sound would wake her up, put on Captain Haori and walked out.

Carefully closing the door, he looked at the greenery outside, and finally let go of his inner depression.

hold up.

This word keeps appearing in his mind, and now he can't tell who is delaying whom.

"Captain Aizen." Not long after he walked out of Moran's house, someone was waiting for him in the shadows.

"Yes, what's the matter that I asked you to investigate?" Lan Ran's eyes froze, and he put his hands into his loose robe, his tone was cold.

"Those two children are indeed not in the expedition team directly under the first team."

"I see."

After Dongxian was about to leave Shunbu, Aizen walked alone on the way back to the fifth team.

He knew that this world of corpses and souls had long been corrupted, and the corruption started by nobles had to be supported by his women.

Whoever delays whoever, he has to continue his great cause after all.

Tell her not to cry, but one day she will cry because of him.

If she can still understand that these likings are not his fantasy, he thinks he will regret it very much.

For the fact that he didn't have time to have her in his plan.