[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

Being pestered by the children to play cards and chess, he had to wait until two o'clock in the morning before returning to his room to rest.And about two and a half hours later, Moran Xianyi, who was the head of the family, struggled to get up from the bed again.

Stretching out her hand, she picked up the coat on the side and put it on tightly. She rubbed her hands tremblingly to catch the heat, squinted her eyes, and went to the table to light the lamp.

"Sleep a little longer?"

She turned her head to look at another thick quilt in the room, and the man turned sideways and smiled at her, his voice was low and slightly hoarse.

With the faint light, she blinked vigorously, barely able to see the face that was still handsome for 40 years, her mind was not working well just after waking up, and she couldn't think more about it. Honestly replied "no".

It was still dark outside in the early morning of winter, and if she could, she would like to hide in a warm bed, but there were more important things to do right now.

After a brief chat with Lan Ran, Mo Ran Xianyi covered her yawns and walked out. After washing for a long time, she returned to her room, ignoring his teasing gaze, and brought a few cans of skin care products to smear on her face and body.Especially the bags under the eyes, she stared at the mirror repeatedly for a long time, and finally put the mirror back on the table.

"Is it really because you worshiped your ancestors that you woke up so early?" Ai Ran smiled lowly, holding her cheeks to make fun of the woman who refused to face reality.

"There are still some preparations to be done beforehand," Mo Ran Xianyi blushed softly, "I told you that I would wake you up, so you can't ask for Mumi's place."

"It doesn't matter."

Hearing the nonchalant tone of the other party, Moran Kanyi stood in front of the full-length mirror wearing a kimono, just glanced at him and said nothing.She knew that this man was a light sleeper and didn't need much sleep. Most of the time he closed his eyes and rested his mind after work to refresh himself.

In the past, when she woke up, she always saw that he had already put on his coat, and he was either smiling and looking sideways at her, or lighting the lamp and quietly turning the pages of the book.

When I rarely see him sleeping, I always feel a little pity.

"Thinking about what?"

"Thinking about how to make you wake up later than me, I will secretly paint graffiti on your face." She needed auxiliary clips to tie the dress belt, and one of them accidentally fell to the ground when she took it from the table, and frowned casually when she heard the question Yes.

For a woman who has been running and dancing in her own clothing store since she was a child, Moran Kanyi's movements in formal kimono alone are considered very authentic and skillful, but compared to acquired training, her innate physical incoordination seems to be the problem.

So, as a model of Shinigami who loves to learn, Aizen has learned the technique of assisting women in wearing kimonos under the influence of years of experience.

Sighing as if he hadn't heard it, he left the bed to help her pick up the clip and put it on the table, ignoring her stern refusal to help, and clapped her hand that was holding the fabric tightly: "Take it easy, don't be clumsy and don't try your best."

Hearing a man say that she is just like her, it is ridiculous to want to start from the bed without disturbing him, Mo Ran Xianyi protested, while watching him seriously playing with the belt from the mirror: "There is always a way to make you unconscious Personnel matters, such as getting you drunk or something."

"I have never involuntarily lost consciousness in my life," Aizen scoffed at her thoughts, "but I still have to have the utmost respect for Miss Xian Yi's imagination."

"Don't think I can't hear you mocking me!"

"After all, it's not really stupid that you can't say such things."

Seeing the man's expression of contempt, Mo Ran Xianyi pursed his lips, took a deep breath and tried to maintain his inner peace.

Those who celebrate the New Year should not be angry, be respectful, friendly and tolerant.

"You can't hold your breath after just a few words?" Lan Ran was too aware of what her expression represented, and said with a smile, "Yesterday, someone said provocatively that they would not lose their good mood no matter what, I couldn't help being funny. "

"...Aizen Soyousuke, I think you're really going to lose me."

It was rare to hear her call him without honorifics through gritting her teeth, it was actually quite fresh.

Lan Ran smiled, and after helping her fix the braces, she gently embraced her in her arms: "Do you want to stay in the house after breakfast or go out for a walk?"

"Don't change the subject." She was trying to express her dissatisfaction.

"You seem to be on duty tomorrow morning, why don't you catch up on sleep and then go out for a walk?"

"...Are you really listening to me?" Moran Xianyi frowned doubtfully after hearing the proposal, which was a little weak and couldn't hold back his response.

"Yes," Lan Ran lowered her eyes to look at her, and said slowly, "I just didn't want to talk to her. I have said this countless times, and I don't see you really leaving me."

The corners of Mo Ran Xianyi's eyes twitched slightly when he heard the words: "Very well, I really want to leave you at this moment."

"Ancestor worship, I can understand."

The two looked at each other in silence, Moran Xianyi's eyes were full of disbelief, while the man still had that expression of course.

"...Breakfast is on time at seven o'clock, remember not to be late." After 40 years of being bullied like this, it seems quite easy to give up some persistence now.Mo Ran Xianyi rubbed his brows, before he was about to sigh, his chin was slightly raised.

"Don't squander your luck on New Year's Eve." Aizen gently reminded her forehead against hers.

"You can't... every time you mess with me..."

"All?" Aizen smiled.

"Playing hooligans!"

Mo Ran Xianyi left these words and ran away in a hurry, but anyone with a sharp eye could find that her face was as red as a peach blossom, which made her fair face brighter and softer.

Lan Ran has seen countless houses of noble families, even in Liuhun Street, there is no lack of splendor and splendor deliberately carved by upstarts, but only this quaint and green courtyard really caught his eyes.

The towering and luxurious gate is in sharp contrast to the low-key house, and the inside and outside of the gate are almost completely different worlds.

Superficial things cannot be trusted, he has always warned himself so.

At that time, Ichimaru Gin asked him about his observation experience, and he only said that she was too naive a woman to be worth mentioning.

They almost missed it.

Fortunately, he is willing to put down his figure, and she is willing to try to be brave.

"You're a hooligan..." Ai Ran chewed on this statement and found it very interesting. Maybe he should find some time to clarify the definition of hooliganism with his eldest lady.

After all, if he really wanted to play tricks, what he should do was to tear off the belt, instead of wrapping her up in several layers without any distraction, without even receiving a word of thanks.

***

Except for the occasional image convulsions, the Moran clan is basically a great nobleman who pays great attention to etiquette.

This is the first time Aizen has breakfast with everyone.

From the Moran Soichiro up to the perfectly integrated Oikawa family, the two children, without exception, were neatly dressed 10 minutes before the meal, and sat quietly in the designated position with their eyes downcast.

The head of the house showed up on time as usual to announce the opening of the meal. The manager Suzuki Sumire, whose rank was only lower than the head of the house, had his own low dining table, and sat side by side with the old Suzuki to enjoy their breakfast within the scope of being able to take care of the head of the house at any time.

In the huge Japanese-style hall, apart from the slight clash of dishes and dishes, there is only the sound of servants walking back and forth.

Mo Ran Xianyi said that the elders would not leave their courtyard if they had nothing to do, and they were regarded as independent deliberative bodies in the entire family system.That being said, they still occasionally show up, especially when they are in a bad mood and want to talk to the Patriarch.

These years are relatively rare, and they will appear in front of her just to show off their grandchildren with her, and to urge marriage by the way.After the matter of the Nanyun clan was over, it was hard to tell how panicked they were when they learned that there was a traitor in the council of elders. For Moran Xianyi, their control over her was much looser.

This is about the so-called blessing and misfortune.Aizan still remembers that when she said this, she would always put her hand on the right side of her abdomen. The unpleasant experience in the past was connected with the scars on her body, which caused her to subconsciously ignore the defensive loopholes on the right side, and only showed self-defense when she mentioned it accidentally.

She had to be corrected, but no matter how many times she was trained, she acted as if she hadn't heard it.

"All the meals on duty have been prepared. If you go out in the cold, please don't forget to add a coat to the head of the house. If there is something to do, you can send someone to come back at any time, and..."

"We went back to grandpa and grandma's house for a few days, sister Xianyi misses me every day, but my little sister forgets, really don't forget to miss me..."

After everyone in the branch family had almost returned, Mo Ran Xianyi leaned against Lan Ran with a smile and narrowed his eyes, and accompanied the two people, one big and one small, at the gate to perform the Liqing Yiyi that came every year.

"Given Miss Jin, it's rare to take a long vacation so you can relax," Mr. Mo Ran looked at these young people lovingly, "What's more, your Patriarch has someone to accompany you this year."

Yu Bi's eyes were still wandering between the two, because the granddaughter liked it, and even the boy who kidnapped her became more and more pleasing to his eyes.

When Suzuki Sumire and Oikawa Yuki heard this, they glared at the man who seemed to be a protector, and then got a gentle and friendly smile from him, but it was mocking in their eyes.

After everyone walked away, the two of them walked back to the courtyard slowly, and walked into the modern dog house that was refurbished and enlarged for the five new members.

"What did Master Moran say to you before he left?"

"It's nothing."

"It's really nothing?" Lan Ran caressed Mumi who was snoring against his thigh with his right hand, while Mo Ran Xianyi on his left leaned on his arm and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I just said that he and his friends are going to take a walk in the mountain territory," Moran Xianyi lazily responded, staring at the calendar on the wall and trying to clear his mind, "And there are few people in the house these few days, it must be very quiet, very quiet. Suitable for doing bad things in the dark."

"...Huh?" Lan Ran raised her eyebrows.

Mo Ran Xianyi slightly raised his head to look at him: "You said I should call back the secret guard who was on vacation in my yard?"

She thought about letting them go on vacation with Aizen around these days, maybe her grandfather felt that the guards were not enough──

Just thinking about it, the man has been carried to the man like catching a chick, and Mumi was awakened by the big movement, looked at the two suspiciously, then stretched and jumped off the sofa, mixed in In a pile of hairballs.

"What do you want them to come back for?" Lan Ran put his arms around the woman's waist and asked lowly with his chin resting on her shoulder.

Mo Ran Xianyi turned his head to look at him, stretched out his hand to take off the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Strengthen your guard, didn't your grandfather say that..."

"You mean, suitable for doing bad things?"

Accompanied by a deep and mellow voice, Aizen put his palm on the back of the woman's head, and before she could react, brought her face closer to him.

When the dragonfly touched the water, the bird pecked, and even the deeper lips and teeth met, he caught a glimpse of surprise and panic in her eyes.

After all, she wasn't used to it yet, her fingers twisted his skirt tightly, but she didn't express any resistance to his whim.

Guessing that she should also react, Aizen gently brought her body to the sofa, propped up her arms and looked down at her with a condescending smile.

"If it's such a bad thing, I don't think it's bad." He stroked her cheeks that were as rosy as if she was awake in the morning, and he whispered in her ear so that it was no surprise that she pulled the sofa pillow to cover her face in embarrassment .

"Explain, just explain, why bother," Mo Ran Xianyi accuses in a muffled voice from behind the pillow, "I demand the return of my loyal and honest Captain Lan Ran."

"For the sake of Miss Xianyi's urgency to understand, it is less necessary to waste words."

"... Huh." She said she had seen it without changing her face when she talked nonsense.

When the man asked her with a teasing smile, "Should you call the hidden guard back to guard the gate?", no matter how stupid Mo Ran Xianyi was, she understood what he meant, and shook her head at him with a blushing face as she removed the pillow.

After a long while, seeing him slowly get up and sit down, Mo Ran leisurely looked at his side face, the beautiful eyelashes were still long, and they slapped up and down with the blink of an eye.

Contrary to the alienation in the past, but the kindness is not so real. After exchanging his mind, he treats her like this. Even cynicism can make her feel the tenderness that belongs only to her.

With a thought, Mo Ranxian leaned on his left hand to prop up his body, and leaned forward by himself.

Having lived intimately with each other for 40 years, even in the same bed, reason still greatly overrides desire.

It's not the idea of ​​guarding oneself like a jade, but I always feel that there is no need to go to that step.Hugs lay the foundation for peace of mind, and kisses deepen the lingering of emotions. When the time comes, everything will come naturally, without any purpose, just wanting to have such a person who cherishes each other.

For this man, the world is very big, so he won't stay for her after all; but her world is so small, first it's family, friends, and then it's all about him.

If she was a character in an adventure novel, she must have come out to look familiar, and only occasionally would she appear as an inconspicuous supporting role to assist the protagonist and his party.

But this is also very good, the life course of the little supporting role does not need too many twists and turns, what she seeks is stability.

"Miss Xianyi, if you continue to take the initiative like this," the two of them rubbed their foreheads against the tip of their noses, Lan Ran grabbed her paws that were on his chest, and her eyes that were always condescending seemed to deepen, "It won't be dark until dark, You're really going to have to do all kinds of bad things here."

The six balls of hair were even dozing off beside her. This reserved and shy woman probably didn't understand the seriousness of the matter.

"It's okay," Moran Xianyi gasped, although he had inquired from Ji Chuan Qiangwei, who was married to a woman, and didn't want to really practice it, the mountain of Aizen was still calm and calm, "I don't mind being Your accomplice."

According to her pure and beautiful smile, the very shallow dimples on the side of her cheeks were faintly visible, and Lan Ran narrowed her long and narrow eyes when she heard her timidly speaking of her declaration of cooperation.

His Miss Xianyi has such a beautiful voice and such touching proposals, it is really itchy.

"In broad daylight, you have to pay attention to the influence. You see, Mumi and the others are still there." As a man who wanted to treat her more carefully, he first tried to dissuade her from thinking about it.

"Oh..." Moran Xianyi frowned slightly when she heard the words, and after some struggle, she cautiously suggested, "Then let's go to the bedroom?"

His Miss Xianyi is really the most terrifying creature in the world, Aizen thought.

For the first time in his life, he was unwilling to correct her logical thinking, so he was led by her hand into her bedroom next door.

As for what happened afterwards, Aizen looked down at Moran Xianyi, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, neatly dressed, and occasionally dreaming a few words about Mr. Yousuke in his sleep. Apart from shaking his head and sighing, he couldn't think of how else to treat such willful A woman who doesn't know the times.

Thumbs lightly slid over the dark shadows in her eyes, and he looked carefully at this face that he couldn't get tired of. He couldn't figure out whether he was attracted to it or fell into it.

The only thing that was certain was that after he made a move, she really didn't even have a chance to escape.

"You should cherish the last chance to breathe in your dreams, my lovely Miss Xianyi."

Attached to the meaningful whisper in the ear is his crime warning, no further notice.