[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

"...that bastard...drink! Keep drinking! Hiccup...bring me the wine...hiccup!"

On the dark street, I saw a man supporting an apparently drunk woman with a worried expression on his face.After the two turned their sides, the other woman could only walk along in embarrassment, looking up at the sky slightly.

"Vice-captain, about sending Matsumoto Sanshi back to the team building, um... Really, really, I don't need to bother you." Mo Ran Xianyi smiled awkwardly, trying to change this mysterious situation.

Stupid Luanju, knowing that his wine quality is poor, but still getting drunk with a group of men, really wasted this glamorous appearance specially made up for today's occasion.And the bastard in her mouth... Well, let's not mention it.

Shaking his head silently in his heart, Mo Ran Xianyi felt helpless.In fact, she didn't know how things turned into such a delicate situation, but in the end it was like this.

Temporarily stopping in his tracks, Byakuya Kuchiki turned slightly sideways, glanced at the four seats of his team who were on vacation, and then continued walking on his own.

What does that contemptuous look mean!

Moran Xianyi was taken aback for a moment, why was he despised for no reason?She doesn't remember what strange things she did?

Just thinking about asking a question, the person in front spoke.

"I don't think it's the right thing to let two women walk back home alone at night," said the cold voice with unquestionable toughness, "not to mention one of them is still unconscious."

Moran Xianyi frowned and said, "We are all gods of death." So it's safe.

"Where's your Zanpakuto?"

"As a god of death, Zanpakuto is not the only one that can repel the enemy." There is also Guidao, which is enough to protect himself and Ranju.

He understood that Moran Sixi misunderstood what he meant.

Thinking of the tenacity and competence of the female Shinigami at work, Kuchiki Byakuya sighed almost unknown, but his tone remained as usual cold: "Moran four seats, I don't think you can still do whatever you want with your current attire. "

After a pause, Moran Xianyi suddenly understood the concerns of his deputy captain.

I took a look at my current attire: well-groomed bun and headgear, a complicated kimono, and high clogs that are very inconvenient to move...

Hmm... Sure enough, the vice-captain was right.

Been the god of death for a long time, wearing a deadly outfit that is easy to move every day, and now it is a bit tied up to do this kind of feminine dress.

I didn't intend to make everything so complicated!If it wasn't for Luanju's insistence, I would have chosen a light yet formal dress casually and went out to the banquet...

Thinking of the random chrysanthemum and several members of the Women's Association who came uninvited in a storm in the morning, and the fatigue bombing and chrysanthemum appreciation feast in the next morning, Mo Ran Xianyi couldn't help but wry smile, why did he get into this trouble Refined?

However, it is as happy as it is.

***

On the first day off from work, even if there is a chrysanthemum appreciation feast in the afternoon, Moran Xianyi does not plan to get up early as usual.

Aunt Suzuki prepared the cakes that I will bring to Aizan House in the afternoon as a gift for this invitation last night. Everything has been taken care of properly. There is nothing to rush, so let’s go to bed late...

That was the idea!But looking at the battle in front of him, Mo Ran Xianyi couldn't calm down anymore.

"Why do you guys want to come here?" There were faint dark circles under the eye sockets due to lack of sleep, Mo Ran Xianyi looked kindly at the several members of the Women's Association in the room after a simple grooming.

Ise Nanao pushed her glasses and said, "I didn't think so at first, but for some special reasons, I followed Luanju." After speaking, several female death gods who were also in the room also nodded.

"Oh?" Eyes narrowed slightly, Moran Kanyi looked at Matsumoto Rangiku, who used to talk about Moran's house as his own kitchen, but now happily ate snacks and drank tea.

"Don't look at me like that! Kanyi." Matsumoto Rangiku put down the tea contentedly, "Actually, there is something I would like to ask for your help."

"Very important?" Some doubts.

"Well, it's very important. Especially for women." Matsumoto Ranju responded solemnly.

"Huh?" Moran Xianyi was still confused.But it's really rare to see Luanju being so serious.

Seeing Moran Xianyi's doubts, Ise Nanao kindly answered her, "The thing is like this, we made an appointment to have some snacks at the 'Kuri House' last night, and by the way, talk about the plan for the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet this afternoon. Thinking of meeting the 'thorny flower' of the Fifth Division..."

"Haha..." After hearing the whole story, Mo Ran Xianyi could only smile wryly.

In fact, the whole thing is quite simple. In short, it is a war among women caused by the beauty-loving nature and self-esteem of all women.

It's a bit of a mouthful to say this, but it's actually a group of women planning to compete in the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet.

Speaking of the "thorn flower" of the Fifth Division, it is also a well-known figure in the thirteenth team of the Gotei.

'The Thorn Flower', whose real name is 'Miyajima Rose', is one of the lower-level nobles in the soul world, and is currently the eighth member of the Fifth Division.Because of the thorny nature of the rose, its capricious temperament, and its acrimonious speech, it has the title of "thorn flower".

According to Moran Xianyi's impression, although Miyajima Qiangwei has some flaws in character, it cannot be denied that she is indeed an out-and-out beauty.Beautiful features, good figure, strong working ability, and generally speaking, a good family background.Ranked first in the "Female Death I Want to Hug Most" voting column in the previous issues of Male Death Magazine.

By the way, at that time, Luanju ranked second with a slight gap.

After the magazine was published, Moran Kanyi smiled and told Matsumoto Ranju not to worry about it, and Ranju laughed it off.

"This just proves once again that the men of our Huting [-]th Team have no eyes for women."

Moran Xianyi is still deeply impressed by the open-mindedness in Luan Ju's words.

Originally, Matsumoto Ranju didn't have any idea about Miyajima Qiangwei, but God made these two people meet in the worst possible situation...

At that time, Matsumoto Rangiku, Ise Nanao, Kusaka Yachiryu, Nyonemu and other female shinigami were enjoying snacks at the famous pastry shop 'Kuriya' and discussing the plan for the next day's chrysanthemum viewing party.

The chrysanthemum appreciation banquet sent by Aizen Soyousuke was originally scheduled to be a small private party, but after reporting it to Captain Yamamoto, he thought of the hard work of the gods of death, and ordered all the gods of death to have a day off on the day of the banquet, leaving only a few teams The patrol team ensured the safety of Seireitei, and asked Aizen to open up the invitation quota. The god of death who wants to participate can just register with the fifth team, and the excess fee will be included in the public expense report.

Aizen readily accepted.

Therefore, the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet has become the most talked about topic among the gods of death in Seireitei in recent weeks.

For Luanju, who has always loved the excitement, this event is not to be missed.When she was expressing to her friends in Kuriya her great ambition of not getting drunk and not returning tomorrow, another group of female death gods headed by Miyajima Qiangwei came in.

Usually, Matsumoto Rangiku and others didn't have much contact with Miyajima, so they didn't intend to chat with them after they came in.It was all right for half an hour, and then there was probably a female god of death in the 'Miyajima Group' who was stupid after eating Kuriya's Tori Mojo, who was drunk when she saw the chamomile not far away, talking nonsense.

It is said that the reason why this woman's ex-boyfriend broke up with her is that she is not half as gorgeous as Matsumoto Rangiku.Although this is obviously just an excuse to break up, but this woman insists on Matsumoto Rangiku.

It was because of such a commotion that Miyajima noticed the existence of Ranju and others.

"She's drunk." Looking up at Qiangwei Miyajima, Ranju narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Although the tone is so kind, Ise Nanao and others understand her subtext very well──"If you don't deal with it again, I will kill you all."

Miyajima Qiangwei also smiled back, but it was a disdainful smile: "She has the right to speak."

There is also a subtext-"Isn't she telling the truth?"

Of course, Matsumoto Ranju is not someone to mess with, after a few times of you coming and going, she can be considered to be officially at odds with Miyajima.

Afterwards, I didn't know what the topic was about. Anyway, someone took advantage of the topic and remembered the previous issues of the Men's Association Magazine, and said, "Ah, Ms. Matsumoto, isn't this the second in ten thousand years who lost to Qiangwei? Tomorrow's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet must be for Qiangwei." What about the big green leaves as a foil" made everything freeze.

When Miyajima heard the words, he replied lightly: "It's true."

It wasn't a big deal at first, but Matsumoto Ranju heard something was wrong, so she broke out: "What are you talking about! Believe it or not, you will be the big green leaf tomorrow!"

"Oh! Then I'll really wait and see! I hope Miss Matsumoto can have some beautiful clothes to make up for your congenital deficiency." Miyajima Qiangwei didn't take her seriously.

The flames of war between women ignited, and all the chrysanthemum appreciation banquets will see the truth.

In short, this is the origin of the beauty pageant in disguise.Mo Ran Xianyi didn't know what to say other than shaking his head.

"I understand the cause and effect, how do you want me to help?" After all, it was a friend's request, and I had no reason to refuse.

Looking at Qixu, Luanju faltered and said: "Uh... Actually, it is 'us' who needs help."

Mo Ran Xianyi was slightly stunned, "Huh?"

"Please, Xianyi! Please lend us clothes!" All the female gods of death clasped their hands together, looking at Moran Xianyi with their pleading watery eyes.

"……what?"

Moran Xianyi asked the sky in silence on the beautiful morning of the first day of vacation.

Anyone who knows Moran Xianyi knows that the Moran family is a high-class nobleman, a very noble existence.But few people know what industries Moran's family has.

Matsumoto Rangiku is Moran Xianyi's best friend in Seireitei, but even if she has known Moran Xianyi for decades, according to her indifferent personality, Matsumoto Ranju has never heard her show off any of her property.

Only one day more than ten years ago, Moran Kanye saw that she went to a silk shop to buy materials for making new kimonos, and enthusiastically asked her to introduce famous shops that made kimonos, so he sighed and said nothing. Without any hesitation, Matsumoto Ranju was brought to the 'Cloud Crane House'.

'Unzuruya' is the most famous clothing store in Seireitei, and the production of kimonos is the largest.First-class quality and meticulous hand-embroidered are of course not a problem. The kimono produced by Yunheya is the yearning of all women.

Even so, not everyone has the ability to buy or order Yunhewu's clothing ─ ─ the eye-popping price often discourages many people.

Matsumoto Rangiku is one of them.

Therefore, when Moran Xianyi brought her to Yunhe House, she slapped Mo Ran Xianyi's head hard until the person in charge of the store bowed ninety degrees to Mo Ran Xianyi and said, "Miss Why don't you come to see the business situation in person when you have time? '

It wasn't until then that Matsumoto Rangiku knew that the Moran family also ran a kimono business—well, it was the most expensive one.

So, on his birthday that year, Matsumoto Rangiku had the first set of Ofurisode kimono produced by Untsuruya in his life.It still uses the silk cloth she bought earlier, but the production cost...was waived.

At that time, Mo Ran Xianyi just said calmly: "Please accept it, Luanju, there is no reason to charge a birthday star."

After knowing that Matsumoto Ranju is a friend of his master, every year after that, as long as Matsumoto Ranju orders clothes from Yunhe House, he will be treated preferentially at a friendly price.Occasionally, if there is high-quality fabric, I will leave one for her.

The people of Moran's family protect their shortcomings, and they never mind giving for the people they cherish.

Bringing everyone to Yunyin, one of the branches under the name of Yunhewu, Moran Xianyi let them choose the style they like, and he went to the side to listen to the person in charge report the recent business status.

"Yunyin" and Yunhewu have different business methods. Here, clothing is mainly rented, and different grades of clothing have different pricing methods. The popularity is comparable to that of Yunhewu.

"Miss's friends are all unique!" the person in charge, Akiko Ohara, praised Moran Xianyi.

Moran Xianyi smiled gently, "They are all kind people, I cherish them very much."

I cherish it very much, so if it's just a small matter like borrowing clothes, let her do it!

Akiko Ohara has worked in Yunyin for dozens of years, and she knows her own lady's personality too well.It is precisely because of this that when Moran Xianyi asked her to take out the best new products that were not on the shelves for them to choose, she did not show any shock.

For their profession, no matter how good the costume is, as long as it is publicly displayed once, that costume will no longer have the original highest value.So this time, my lady lent out the new product for free, almost giving away the outfit.And those sets of kimonos will be stored at the bottom of the suitcase for an indefinite period until the lady finds a reason to give them to them for free after they are returned the day after tomorrow. It is impossible to become a commodity.

After everyone happily dressed up with the help of the shop assistants, there was still a little time before the chrysanthemum viewing feast.It was also when they finally calmed down that Nanao Ise and Rangiku Matsumoto realized that Moran Kanyi was still the same as before.

"Xianyi, are you going to attend like this?" Ise Nanao asked with concern.

"That's right! Why haven't you moved yet, Kanyi? Time is running out!" Matsumoto Ranju began to feel a little nervous.

Moran Xianyi still smiled as usual when he heard the words, "I think this is very good."

Simple and impolite light blue kimono, light makeup, relaxed and comfortable.

"Xianyi, this chrysanthemum appreciation banquet is not an ordinary family banquet, but a women's battlefield! Why don't you wear a battle suit!" Matsumoto Ranju stepped forward boldly and clenched his fists to make a declaration, which was different from her The attire is extremely out of tune.

With two soft hecks, Mo Ran Xianyi said: "For this war, please allow me to wait quietly for everyone to return after victory."

"Don't be silly. You! Don't think that I don't know that you are just troublesome!" Matsumoto Rangiku pinched Moran Xianyi's delicate cheeks, "Miss Ohara, do you also think it is a pity that Xianyi attended the grand event like this? thing?"

Akiko Ohara nodded naturally when she heard the words, "Yes, maybe Miss can consider accepting everyone's suggestions."

After Akiko Ohara finished speaking, not only Ise Nanao, but also several other female Shinigami and shop assistants joined in persuasion, the general idea is: let everyone become the most eye-catching beautiful group today!

Unable to resist everyone's left and right coaxing, Moran Xianyi, who has always been soft-hearted, had no choice but to agree. Except for facial makeup, everything else such as hairstyle and clothing was at their free mercy.

He is quite self-aware of his own appearance, so Mo Ranxian obeyed the idea of ​​not joining the war between beautiful women. After all, there is no comparison in figure alone!

Finally, I looked at myself in the mirror after dressing up, but the clothes and hairstyle were a little more gorgeous, and most of my appearance was still my usual self.

There is no surprise or change that makes people look at it differently. I don’t know if the flash in my heart is disappointment or something else, but I should be satisfied.

After saying goodbye to Akiko Ohara and other employees, a group of people walked to Aizan House in a mighty manner.Matsumoto Ranju walked ahead excitedly, turning her head from time to time to wave to Moran Kanyi who was behind.

"You're always so energetic! Luanju. It's rare that you don't know how to change your appearance." Ise Nanao teased.

Mo Ran Xianyi nodded, she was yearning for Luan Ju, who is outgoing, free and easy, always going forward bravely.

"Hey, Kanyi. Miyajima and Ranju, who do you think will win?" Pushing the glasses, Ise Nanao seriously asked Moran Kanyi who was always smiling quietly beside her.

"If the male gods of death have improved their vision, I don't think Miss Miyajima has a chance."

Yes, she admitted that she was protecting her weaknesses.In her eyes, Luanju is a very beautiful existence.So, how can you allow those short-sighted men to decide whether she is good or not?

"Are you so optimistic about Ranju?" Ise Nanao actually understood, so she also stood by her friend.snort!In this war between women, the captain's vote absolutely does not allow it to go to the enemy camp.

Looking at Matsumoto Rangiku's tall back, Moran Kanyi was actually very relieved.For this competition, she only regarded it as Luan Ju's whim, and the outcome was never important.

Because of that silly woman, in the entire soul world, she probably only cares about what a certain man thinks of her!

Occasionally, I feel distressed for her, but most of the time it is silent support. In any case, Sha Luanju is much stronger and braver than the coward himself.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Moran Xianyi looked sideways at Ise Nanao, "Nao, actually, I've always wanted to ask you a question."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"This war between women, no matter how you think about it, Luanju should be nervous, so what are you doing for?" Mo Ran Xianyi narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly.She seemed to smell something unusual.

Just about five meters away from the gate of Aizen House, Nanao Ise, who usually prides herself on having a clear head and being eloquent, choked.