[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

It was supposed to be a happy dessert time, but Moran Xianyi encountered a little trouble.

"Give me some face! My little Xianyi..."

With a pause in the hand holding the fork, Moran Xianyi suddenly raised his head to look at the gorgeously dressed noble man beside the table, and told him to shut up with a light glance from the corner of his eyes.

The Oikawa brothers and sisters at the table opposite her obediently lowered their heads after eating dessert, unwilling to even give the man a glance of attention.

Oikawa Yuki may not know it, but Yuni, who is always by her aunt's side, has already given that man a big cross in her heart, and this guy is completely hopeless.

Moran Xianyi put down the fork, picked up the tissue and tapped the corner of his lips, with a cold tone: "Mr. Fujiwara, we don't seem to know each other well."

It's just the relationship between the neighbors on the left and the right in the auditorium during the performance of the Saotome Theater Troupe. Who knew that they would be entangled like this.

"Oh, it's just an expression of intimacy, Miss Moran, don't be serious." The man who was called Fujiwara was still laughing, and there was no sign of seriousness from him.

"If it's just to get closer, you can call him whatever you want," Moran Xianyi pulled the corner of his lips slightly, "just don't take people who make their own claims as yours."

That title has been stamped with an exclusive mark, and she can't bear anyone calling her that.

"Since you said that," Fujiwara curled his temple hair habitually with his index finger, evoking what he thought was the most handsome smile, "I'll call you Xiao Xianyi!"

Mo Ran Xianyi snorted as if he hadn't heard it, and replied "please feel free" on the surface.

This guy can't listen to people's words, and he will come back no matter what, it's better to let him play freely.

Anyway, she didn't plan to pay attention to it, it's acceptable for the left ear to go in and the right ear to go out.

Putting aside the noisy man as if he didn't exist, Moran Xianyi turned his gaze back to his nephews, and a smile appeared on his face.Just looking at them, she couldn't hold back a smile on her lips.

The boy is handsome and the girl is charming and beautiful. The picture of the brothers and sisters standing together is like a dream. The Oikawa family has really good genes.

"Auntie, can I go to enjoy the cherry blossoms with you?" Ji Chuan Youni held her flushed cheeks with her hands, her short legs dangled under the table, her voice was so soft that her aunt almost melted, "Dad People are troublesome, don't let me follow."

Hearing this, Oikawa Yuki looked at his little sister with disgust: "I knew you were playing with sister Xianyi again."

"Oh, that..." Mo Ran Xianyi suddenly smiled unnaturally when he heard the words, and quickly picked up the teacup to cover it up, "I may not necessarily participate."

Oi Chuan Youni fixed her big eyes on her aunt's face, but she didn't seem too disappointed: "Okay──"

He dragged the end of the catchphrase for a long time, and Jichuan Youni stopped mentioning it after saying "I'll go back and quarrel with Daddy".

Seeing that she didn't mind much, Mo Ran Xianyi couldn't help but feel relieved.

The cherry blossom viewing activities spontaneously organized by the gods of death are actually held every year. After a group of people are laid off, they carry food and drinks to find a good place to eat and drink in the suburbs of Seireitei.

The most popular spot is in the suburbs of the second team's team building, where there is a large cherry tree grove, and there is no fear that there will be too many people to grab the spot.

She was invited every year, but she never participated.

She is still somewhat resistant to Sakura.

"If the little girl wants to enjoy cherry blossoms, the Fujiwara house has also planted a few rows of cherry trees, which bloom beautifully." A greasy male voice suddenly broke into their conversation.

Hearing this, Oi Chuan Youni finally raised her eyes to look at the man in the aisle, twisted her beautiful eyebrows and said unhappy: "Uncle strange, please don't disturb our family dinner, okay?"

The corners of Fujiwara's eyes twitched slightly. He is a future heir of the nobility. If it wasn't for Moran Xianyi's face, he would not pay attention to these two common people at all: "Little girl can't say that, maybe someday we will get married gone."

"Hmm," Oikawa Yuki glanced at the astonishment on her aunt's face without a trace, and responded disapprovingly before her, "Sister Xianyi and younger sister have high vision, uncle, you probably have no chance."

He really didn't lie.

"It's too early to say that, and you Auntie Xianyi didn't refute it." Fujiwara said cheerfully with a look on his face that you little devils know something.

Moran Kanyi looked at Fujiwara in disbelief, thinking nothing but absurdity in his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that Fujiwara's old Patriarch had provided her with assistance in abolishing the Deadwood Clause, she might not have even given him a straight look.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the impatience in his heart, Moran Kanyi tried his best to remain polite, and said calmly: "Mr. Fujiwara, I remember that I have clearly told you that I have my own heart."

"I am still a very strong competitor." Fujiwara curled his hair, thinking of the man's information that his servants found for him, and said more confidently. Xiao Xian should be able to tell the difference clearly."

Mo Ran Xianyi pursed her lips, although her face was calm, her heart felt tight.

It turned out that she had hurt Kuchiki Byakuya in the past.

It's okay to be looked down upon, she doesn't mind being humiliated verbally, and she doesn't mind being said that she is not good enough for the other party, but she absolutely does not allow anyone to look down on him.

"Please take back what you said just now." Hearing the other party's puzzled answer, Mo Ran Xianyi straightened his upper body, raised his chin slightly in a high-profile manner, "Please take back the sentence about his low status."

How could these idlers who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths know the hardships of the guard team?

The captains stood out from the entire soul world through their hard work, and the gods of death were all nobles who sacrificed their lives to sing and sing every night.

Even if he is as noble as Captain Kuchiki, he still trains with blood and sweat and fights with his life.

How can nobles who only know how to enjoy themselves have the right to say that the captain's status is low?

"...Xiao Xianyi, what happened to you all of a sudden?" Fujiwara was taken aback by her anger, and hurriedly laughed to smooth things over, "I just want to clarify the class of the soul world for you."

Mo Ran Xianyi saw that he was still consciously superior to others, thinking that his concept of corruption had already penetrated into his bone marrow, so he shook his head and smiled softly: "Mr. Fujiwara, I have changed my mind."

Fujiwara couldn't help being amused when she heard her say that, thinking it was to give him a chance to pursue.

"Please follow the class you said," Moran Xianyi calmly stood up and faced him, raised his chin, and casually took the Patriarch Haori, and let the hem of the clothes rise in a beautiful arc, "respectfully call me Lord Moran."

Inferiority should not be the scenery in her eyes.

Ever since that man entered her life, all she could see was his back.

"you……"

Mo Ran Xianyi's eyes were cold, and he looked contemptuously and said: "I can give you a chance, but the premise is that your ability is enough to defeat him. If you can't do it, you are not qualified to judge him."

"You..." It wasn't until this time that Fujiwara realized that this woman didn't completely match the kind and weak image in the report.

"Respectful." She corrected her tone seriously.

She turned her head to give the Oikawa brothers and sisters a comforting and gentle smile, and when her eyes returned to Fujiwara, she had no smile on her face.

"Mr. Fujiwara, thank you for your kindness. It's just that my man is much better than you in every aspect. That's all I can say, please do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Moran Xianyi held his elder brother with his left hand and his younger sister with his right hand, and the three walked past Fujiwara calmly.

***

As the first child of the Oikawa family, Oikawa Yuki is actually more favored by Moran Xianyi than her younger sister.

If he hadn't joined the guard team at a young age, he really didn't have much time off to rely on his sister Xianyi, and He Chuan Youni would not be able to take away his place in her heart—he always thought so.

And the reason why he joined the court guard team is actually very simple, nothing more than being talented, willing to work hard, and the most important thing is that he wants to protect his family and his sister Xianyi.

Although Sister Xianyi is protected now, she is still the captain of the Fifth Division.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he thought it would be better to be the captain of his family: similar in age, handsome in appearance, cold on the outside and hot on the inside—unfortunately, he is married.

Sitting upright on the porch, Oikawa Yuki was wearing a fluffy panda-shaped hooded jacket, holding his special panda mug in his hand, drinking hot milk pretending to be deep.

Sitting next to him was the captain of the Fifth Division that he never liked. The two males, one big and one small, looked at the big and small ones playing in the courtyard at the same time.

Morantsubaki's courtyard is spacious, which happens to be suitable for children to fly kites and play badminton.

When the incident happened last year, everyone paid close attention to the Mo Ran Patriarch, fearing that she would not be able to handle it.On the surface, it looks the same as in the past, but if you look closely, you will find that she has been wearing makeup for several months in a row.

After Ji Chuan Youni stayed overnight with her in Moran's house and returned home, she whispered that her aunt's eye circles were terribly dark.Occasionally, when I opened my eyes in a daze, I would see her crying alone by the door.

It's just that when she woke up in the morning, when the little girl was still rubbing her eyes, she was already fully dressed, with delicate makeup painted on her face, and a gentle and beautiful smile was still on her lips.

His parents had said that such people were the most worrying.

Because when she smiles and says the sea is so beautiful, you never know if she wants to jump down in her heart.

"Your name is... Yuki, right?"

"Huh? Ah... um, yes." Oikawa Yuki was about to burst out laughing when she saw Youni hit the ball in Xiaosan's face, but was startled by the deep voice beside her and swallowed it back.

Captain Haori was dragged behind him in a fan shape, Aizen put the tea cup lightly on his lap, turned his head to look at the young boy, his eyes behind the mirror smiled and said, "We don't seem to meet often."

Oikawa Yuki always has a challenging mentality towards this man, he is still thinking about how this uncle is worthy of sister Xianyi's liking.It's just that being looked at by him with such a smile now, he does feel something similar to warmth and warmth, but he has a faint feeling that the other party is looking at someone through him.

The boy pulled up the big panda hat, and his face was a little unnatural: "I am the last seat in the sixth team, and I don't have any vacation to come and see sister Xianyi."

His younger sister and the captain met more often, and Zhou Xuan seemed to be getting along well between the two adults.

"Oh?" Lan Ran was obviously a little surprised by the name of the boy. After thinking about it, he felt quite thoughtful, and said with a light smile, "Fortunately, it's the blood relationship that hinders you."

Hearing the man continue to say, "But I hope you don't hate me because of it", Oikawa Yuki knew that her mind had been punctured, and she covered the giant panda a little bit, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and with a youthful impulse, she blurted out and retorted: " Captain Aizen, you should be grateful for the blood relationship, otherwise sister Xianyi would definitely be snatched away by me."

Since he had the impression, besides his mother, he thought that sister Xianyi was the most beautiful among the girls.When he was older, he knew that his aunt would never be a bride, and his little admiration was strangled in the cradle before it could be formed.

Still, if you can't be a prince, you must at least be a knight.

Lan Ran laughed a few times when he heard the words: "If you can really snatch it away, then you must be good enough."

As far as he is concerned, he is actually happy to see the success.The man who takes care of her is not good enough, he will be very troubled.

"Of course." Oikawa Yuki snorted complacently for a while, but seeing that the other party was not very nervous and had a slightly regretful expression, he couldn't help but suspiciously said, "You don't seem to mind me saying that, and you said that you should You took Sister Xianyi from your hand?"

"Probably because," Lan Ran smiled, and took a sip of tea calmly, "your main premise was wrong from the beginning."

"What major premise?" Oikawa Yuki tilted her head.

The badminton ball hit to the woman formed an arc in the air and finally landed at her feet.

Gently put down the cup, Lan Ran's eyes froze, and she stepped to Mo Ran Xianyi's side to support her.

The milk in Oikawa Yuki's hand spilled a little, and he hurriedly took out a square handkerchief to wipe it off. There was only one coat in this modern style, and he didn't want to get it dirty.

Looking up at the courtyard, my aunt smiled shyly at Captain Lanran, waving her hands as if to say she was fine; Captain Lanran frowned slightly, but there was a smile on his lips.

wry smile.

Oikawa Yuki chewed on this smile, and when Aizen returned to his seat, he said leisurely: "Sister Xianyi won't listen to your words and rest."

Lan Ran pushed his glasses when he heard the words, and the lens reflected light: "That's because you are here."

The only kite in the courtyard was flying high, and several children took turns to exchange and play.Suddenly a strong wind blew over, and at the same time the badminton was blown away, the kite line was not pulled properly, and it broke accidentally.

Moran Xianyi snapped his fingers, and the kite was wrapped in a circular space and stopped in midair.

"Don't panic when things happen," Mo Ran Xianyi squatted down, and stroked Mo Ran Lanhua's head with his right hand. The girl was not much older than Youni, and her eyes were flushed with anxiety. "Let's find a way to take it down together." .”

Seeing this, Oikawa Yuki was about to make a move, but Aizen stopped him with a smile.I was wondering in my heart, I saw a few children cheered up immediately, and offered opinions in a hurry.

Moran Xianyi didn't say no to each method, and just let them figure it out.

Oi Chuan Youni said that she saw her parents and her brother stepping on the air, and turned around to ask Mo Ransan, who is also the god of death, if there is any way.Mo Ran's three ways can be tried, but after a few steps, he fell down due to instability, scratched his head and said that he hadn't practiced the skill of condensing the spirits under his feet.

After Moran Qingshan pondered for a while, he mentioned the possibility of using the binding method to pull the kite down.

"Sorry, I, I only know how to tie the rope of Dao Si..." Mo Ran san hung his head low, he was not as qualified as his two elder brothers, even though he was assigned to the first class, he was just at the end of the crane.

"Little San, raise your head and straighten your chest," Mo Ran Xianyi knew what he was thinking, this child is very similar to her before, "Even if it's only number four, it can be effective if used in the right place."

When Mo Ransan heard the words, he nodded timidly, and was immediately surrounded by three children, asking him to teach them the chant of No. [-] Bindao.

After making sure that everyone had memorized it, the four people were counted down by the initiator Moran Qingshan, pointing their hands at the ball in the air, and said that they would take down the kite first.

Not surprisingly, the two girls failed when they first came into contact with Bindao.Moran Qingshan was a bit down, but unfortunately the control of the spiritual pressure was unstable, and the light beam broke in mid-air.

In the end, the three children could only look at Mo Ransan. His Bound Dao shot was very complete, and he was only a short distance away from hitting the kite.

"Ah! Brother Xiaosan, come on!" The children cheered him on, bouncing around.

Moran San's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and Bindao No. [-] was simple, but if the object to be captured was too far away, the requirement for Reiatsu would be greater.

Moran Xianyi glanced at it, and then gave him a suggestion: "Imagine the flow of spiritual pressure on your body, and imagine that you have a long, long rope in your hand. If you want to grab something high, what would you do?"

"Swing high!" Oi Chuan Youni jumped up first, and the pink plush rabbit head on the jacket shook.

Hearing what she said, Mo Ransan immediately understood what she was saying, and quickly slowed down, pressing his fingers down, and after taking a deep breath, he flicked up lightly.

"Ah." Mo Ransan's eyes widened when he saw the kite in his hand after the light beam shrank.

The children cheered happily, holding his hand and running towards the hall.Give the kite to the chubby chef uncle, and it will be repaired in no time.

In fact, it's just a matter of grasping the essentials. This child has a poor comprehension, but his aptitude is still good.

Moran Xianyi watched the children disappear around the corner, and called Sumire Suzuki who was on standby behind her to explain a few words, while walking towards her bedroom while holding her temples, she seemed to forget that there were two people, one big and one small, in the corridor.

"Captain Aizen, you haven't said what the major premise is?" Oikawa Yuki asked with a frown when the other party got up to leave.

He is not in a very good mood now, although Captain Aizen didn't mean that, but he felt that the two sides were making judgments on the understanding of Sister Xianyi's thoughts.

Lan Ran folded her hands into her robe, raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Miss Xianyi's home depends not on her wishes, nor on whether others have the ability──"

"It's always just whether I want to let go or not."

If it is not based on this premise, all the reasons why Moran Xianyi would leave him are just nonsense.

Not even a "probable".

Oikawa Yuki looked at him, that smile was so easy that he was a little scared for some reason.

But in the blink of an eye, the man returned to the signature smile of the captain of the Fifth Division, and stared straight at him.

Oikawa Yuki sighed prettily at such a young age: "Captain Aizen, you don't need to look for it anymore, I don't have an atavistic inheritance like Yuni."

That's what his father said. Youni's eyes are like grandmother's. The reason why people often think that she looks like Moran Xianyi is just a joke made by Gene.

"Huh?" Aizen smiled and narrowed her eyes, "I think you are more like her than Youni."

As he said that, he slowly disappeared in the direction where Moran Xianyi left.

At that time, Oikawa Yuki didn't understand what the captain meant. It wasn't until a long, long time later that he found in the mirror that when he and his sister Xianyi laughed, they had the exact same position on the face──

There is a small dimple that is very shallow and almost imperceptible.

The author has something to say: business trip + promotion test, suspended twice.