[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

"Wuuu, Moran four seats and they...they..."

"Both the captain and the vice-captain have gone to a meeting, and the three seats in Yijiang Village are on vacation, so we can only hum..."

In the chief officer's room of the fourth division, Mo Ran Xianyi listened to the new team members crying and complaining around her, with blue veins appearing faintly on his forehead.

Although she couldn't tell from the expression, she was in a very bad mood today, and now the trouble-making incident she hated the most happened--very well, someone is going to die.

Picking up Zanpakutao and walking quickly to No. [-] general ward, Moran Xianyi pushed the door open with a cold face.

She glanced at the vegetable porridge that had been smashed on the floor by the door. She deliberately knocked on the door and made a sound. Seeing some of the male gods of death turning to look at her with obvious displeasure, she rested her right elbow on her left palm, and leaned her cheek slightly with her fingers. Leaning his head against the door, he opened his mouth lightly.

"The smell of alcohol, smoke, clutter and loud voices..." Mo Ran Xianyi smiled, "If someone hadn't reminded me, I almost wouldn't have recognized that this was a hospital."

"What, what's your opinion? Ah?" A young man with a bandage around his waist and a topless body stood in front of Mo Ran Xianyi, speaking provocatively.

The gods of death on the other hospital beds behind him also clamored for her to go away, shouting that the meals in the infirmary are all rubbish, and if they want to satisfy them, they should bring some good wine and meat.

Because the man was very close, the smell of alcohol and tobacco that she hated came from the tip of her nose, Mo Ran Xianyi frowned unconsciously, and did not show displeasure at his rude tone, but after squinting at the name tag on the man's hospital bed, hooked Raise the corners of the lips.

"Team Fujiwara... isn't it?" Moran Xianyi looked him up and down, sneered lightly, and then asked calmly, "Just joined the guarding team?"

The woman who appeared suddenly looked indifferent, and the young man was underwhelmed by her calmness, but after seeing the red-eyed and trembling fourth division soldiers behind her, he regained his momentum in an instant.

He raised Mo Ran Xianyi by one head, first looked at her condescendingly and contemptuously for a while, then his eyes stopped on her less plump chest, and he sneered: "Little sister, don't say you have to teach me a lesson just because of your stunted appearance." I'm pretty much educated."

Mo Ranxian heard the meaning behind his frivolous tone, smiled and shook his head: "In your eyes, I am a little sister? It is understandable for a newborn calf not to be afraid of tigers, but the root cause is ignorance. Look at For your lack of intelligence, I will give you a chance to apologize."

"Huh?" The young man called Fujiwara widened his eyes and stared at her incredulously, "You want me to apologize? What if I tell the truth?"

"You can tell the truth, but you should reflect on your attitude towards the chief, not to mention..." Mo Ran Xianyi turned his head to look at the little white flowers of the fourth team, "Our fourth team members can't be bullied at will Yes, it is well known."

"Sir?"

"I'm the fourth officer of the fourth team. In terms of class, you have to call me an adult."

I thought the woman had a lot of background, but when I found out that she was just a small official, Fujiwara laughed: "Fourth official? Haha, just the small official of the guard team wants me to apologize? Hey, did you hear that? She asked me to apologize? Oh my god, the fourth team..."

"What happened to the fourth team? I would like to ask..." Mo Ran Xianyi smiled, ignoring the ridicule in the room, "Without the ambulance officer of the fourth team, you really think you can stand here well, yes The person you should least offend is loud?"

She never bluffed, and when she said "the last thing to provoke", she meant that he could not afford to provoke him in all aspects.

Mo Ran Xianyi looked at the young man calmly, if he repented in time, she could forgive him for his rudeness caused by blind eyes.

Although the account of belittling the fourth team still has to be settled.

"Shouldn't provoke? Heh, little sister..." Fujiwara raised his eyebrows in disgrace, and stretched out his hand to hold Moran Kanyi's chin with his index finger, "You probably don't know who I am. I'm..."

Before he could finish speaking, Moran Kanyi snapped his fingers, and a cube appeared out of thin air to cover Fujiwara's arm, and just fixed his hand in this position.

Mo Ran Xianyi moved a little to the side, smiled and leaned on her space ghost path, watching the young man roaring to pull his hand out but failed.

"Who are you? In fact, it didn't matter who you were at the beginning," Moran Xianyi patted the sturdy ghost lightly, and smiled in a low voice, "until I found out that you are a nobleman, the development of things suddenly became interesting."

"What, what?" Fujiwara was sweating profusely, anxiously wanting to end the immobility, "I advise you to let me go, otherwise I will have someone punish you later!"

Hey, he has no chance.

Moran Xianyi snapped her fingers again to stop the other noisy gods of death in the ward, calmly inspected everyone's name tags, and after a while of contemplation, she walked slowly back to Fujiwara.

"You can fix me if you want to, but can you afford it?" Mo Ran Xianyi took the roster of Ward No. [-] handed to her by the team member, glanced quickly, and then seemed to see some information, a smile flashed in his eyes .

Fujiwara was full of doubts: "What do you mean?"

"It means," Moran Xianyi put down the roster, and said calmly, "Even if you invest the power of the entire Fujiwara family, you will not be able to touch the owner of Moran."

The young man didn't realize it at first, but when he finally figured it out, his face turned pale.Raising his head very slowly, he watched Mo Ran Xianyi's expression turn into deep fear: "Mo, Mo Mo Mo Ran's family?"

"It's the first time we met, I'm the fourth officer of the fourth division—Moran Kanyi," she said softly, but every word and sentence was very clear, and it sounded like a bell ringing in Fujiwara's ears, "Hello , Fujiwara member of the Fifth Division, thank you for reminding me that it's time to say hello to Mr. Fujiwara, whom I haven't seen for a long time."

The other gods of death who had been arrogant with Fujiwara just now saw his face ashen, and knew it was over; but after hearing the woman's name, they suddenly remembered that in recent years, it has been rumored privately among the team members that the fourth team has An officer who can nail people to the wall with a smile, and is especially protective of his shortcomings.

"I have written down your names and teams," Mo Ranxianyi shook the roster in his hand, "verbally harassing and intimidating team members, destroying the property of the fourth team, committing crimes above and below, wasting food... I will report the truth to the captains of each team The... deeds of heroic destruction, I look forward to your letter of repentance."

According to the rules of the Guarding Team, points, salary deductions, and vacation reductions are inevitable.

"As for you..." Looking at Fujiwara, Moran Kanyi propped his cheeks and smiled, "Nobles are not the reason to bully the hard-working Shinigami colleagues; and the mere wounded should not try to show off in front of the medical officer. Here, Even if I give you garbage, I have to be grateful and swallow it."

She is in a particularly bad mood today, not joking.

So when she said this, she deliberately put out her hand and pressed Fujiwara's wound with a little force.Hearing that he couldn't help but cry out in a little pain, Mo Ran Xianyi let go of his hand.

"Don't worry, I don't intend to rule you as a nobleman, but as a Shinigami senior, I sincerely hope that you—" Leaning close to Fujiwara's ear, Moran Kanyi whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "Don't ruin the reputation of the Fifth Division, find something for Captain Aizan."

Smiling and saying "Understood", Moran Xianyi snapped his fingers to release the ghost way, and looked at everyone peacefully.Although it was a gentle appearance, the soldiers who were reprimanded unconsciously shivered.

"I'll be back in half an hour." Before leaving, Moran Xianyi smiled at them very cordially, "I hope all of you brave colleagues don't let me find that there is still a little dust in the room."

***

Later, Moran Xianyi did not find Patriarch Fujiwara. For her, the other party oppressed her as a nobleman, so she treated him in his own way, that's all.

Now that the goal has been achieved, she is still a small fourth officer in the guard team.

According to the business process, she personally wrote the statement of claim and reported it to the captains and vice-captains of each team. After the fourth team received due respect and damage compensation, how each team wanted to punish it was their own team's business.

She likes her current job very much, and the gentle atmosphere of the fourth division team. Everyone is a member of the guarding team. In order to provide a more solid backing for the frontline personnel who are fighting desperately, she strives to improve her healing ghosts and studies day and night. How to use spiritual power more efficiently.

Before they throw the nutritious food carefully prepared by the medical staff for the wounded at the fourth team members, if they can think about how they got their lives back, maybe they can reduce each other's troubles.

After being laid off, having a meal and washing up, Moran Xianyi sat at the table in a cool bathrobe and wrote a letter to his grandfather. By the way, he asked a few questions about the chess layout in the letter.

Her chess skills are mediocre, so she learns more deeply than ordinary people. She didn't pay much attention to it in the past. It was only recently that she regretted that she didn't pay more attention when she was studying.

After sealing the letter, she let out a long sigh.

"The little nurse is in a bad mood today?" The man's voice was full of laughter.

"Yes, the culprit, go away, don't come over."

That being said, when the man was really obedient and leaned against the door, looking at her with a smile and motionless, Mo Ran Xianyi couldn't hold on after all, and rubbed her face shyly.

"Just say it first, I don't want to play chess anymore today." What's the fun in unilateral crushing?Every increase has been handed over to Jiuzi, and there is still no chance of winning against him.Moran Xianyi was a little frustrated about this.

After failing the challenge for five consecutive days, two days short of a full week, she decided to give up.

At first, she just coquettishly expressed her shy little desire. She thought that the other party would follow her wishes and let her go, but I didn't expect him to be very firm.

That's fine, if that's the case, don't do anything, hum.

"What do you want to do if you don't play chess?" Lan Ran asked in a low voice, gently pulling her into her arms.

"Don't do anything. In short, I plan to give up according to your wishes." Moran Xianyi said with a little anger, "I am no longer enthusiastic about you, please ask for another master in the future."

Seeing her anger, Lan Ran felt that his Miss Xianyi was really cute. Thinking of her repeated defeats and defeats for several days in a row, she had to stand in awe of her spirit.

"Give up so easily? This is not like the Miss Xianyi I know!"

Seeing that he could still speak sarcastic words calmly, Mo Ran Xianyi gritted his teeth and said, "The idiot you knew who was flying moths into the flame has been wiped out."

After thinking for a while, he added: "You killed it yourself."

"The murder weapon is a white chess piece?" He was very serious, "If he can be killed by a chess piece, that person must be really stupid, and killing her may be a merit."

"... Aizen Soyousuke, the gate is over there, so walk slowly."

Just as he was about to push him away, the next second he was pushed down instead.

Mo Ran Xianyi stared at the condescending man with a worried expression on his face.Facing her, he was always so calm and unhurried, teasing her to hate her and provoke her, then coaxing her to pet her and love her, stepping firmly on the point, neither making her angry or happy.

The most hateful thing is that she likes such a hateful man so much.

"Don't talk too much," she said angrily, "My grandfather's Zanpakuto has no regrets, and Swastika's sky net is like a chessboard with dots and lines intertwined, it will really kill people."

"Sounds very interesting, but let's forget about that for now..." Aizen caressed her delicate cheek with her thumb, Aizen smiled and looked at her with a low smile, her eyes were still very lively when she was angry, "How can Miss Xianyi forgive me? "

"Forgive you for what? What have you done to be forgiven?" Hmph.

"About that, repeatedly refusing to satisfy the shy little desires of the woman I love."

Why did these words come out of his mouth so... unspeakably shameful.

Moran Xianyi patted his hand away, rolled to the side and left him, and then rolled into her quilt.

Anyway, he just likes to see her at a loss!It was too much.

Three years have passed since that day, and the relationship between them has not deteriorated because of crossing that line, but there are some adjustments in life that promote emotional development.

They are busy every day, so they are not very addicted to the game of connecting dots of the body, it may happen naturally because of the atmosphere.It's just that when I'm taking a break, I occasionally encounter days when I think about it, but the other party doesn't mean it.

How to covertly, or even openly let the other party know?

Moran Xianyi didn't know what other people did, but the two of them would mention playing games.

Challenge the opponent, and victory will get what he wants.

Speaking of it, it was too easy for Aizen to take her down, but she often had to run into trouble with him.

He didn't even think about how embarrassing she would be when she brought up the game. It has become his pleasure to catch people's appetite, and even deliberately watching her run away all these years.

"No forgiveness! Five days, oh my god, I didn't know how thick my skin is." The face covered under the quilt was already flushed.

In the past two days at most, he would go along with her wishes, but this time it will take a week. She seems persistent and lacks the restraint that a woman should have.

Anyway, the enthusiasm is gone at the moment, so whatever happens now is fine, in short, never let him please him again.

"Miss Xianyi, you can be more cheeky with me," Lan Ran pulled off the quilt that she had stuffed herself airtightly, revealing her beautiful red face, with fine lines on her forehead, cheeks, and lips. Put down a light kiss, "You know, I can't refuse you."

"Also, still talking," she shrank her body slightly from the rubbing behind her ears, and her breath began to be a little unsteady, "When playing chess, you, uh, that's not the case, what you said..."

"I like to see Miss Xianyi working hard for me." Her neck is fair and slender, her curves are beautiful, and her touch is also excellent under diligent maintenance. The fact that such a beautiful and elegant woman belongs to him, even she will The fact that he felt itchy because he wanted to hug him really fascinated him, "Shy expressions, distressed expressions, joyful expressions, angry expressions... are ever-changing, and it seems that I can never get tired of seeing them."

Looking at her like this, he would always feel a never-changing beauty from her deep attachment.

"You can't be so bad-hearted if you like it. In the past five days, I've been like, like..." Leaning on his shoulder and panting slightly, Mo Ran Xianyi put his hands on his chest, and subconsciously pulled his captain Haori.

"Like what?" Aizen smiled lightly, placing her hands on her waist naturally.

Moran Xianyi muttered something in a low voice, but the man couldn't hear clearly, so he asked her to say it again.

So after struggling in her heart for a while, she finally complied with him, and said in a sweet and soft voice, "Like a wild cat with frayed fur, it slaps its claws on everyone it meets."

"That's why you trained that Fujiwara on my team?"

"Whether there is such a thing or not, he has to be fixed by me," Mo Ran Xianyi snorted disapprovingly, "It just happened to be the last straw for my good temper."

Listening to her saying, "If you don't behave well, you only want to find trouble for the captain of the fifth team. It will definitely make the great captain who is always busy with everything don't have the mood to deal with me. It's a heinous crime." , Aizen smiled lowly, and gently laid her flat on the soft mattress.

"It's a stray cat outside, but it's still my domestic puppet cat after all, I'm going astray and I'm grooming my owner..." Turning his body to turn off the lights.

──I still have to snore obediently.

This woman that he couldn't get tired of looking at actually looked pretty when she got angry.

It's just that he always has a way to coax her, pet her, and please her.

Holding her hand, clasping her hand tightly, being careful to stick so close, he is also being pleased by her.

So how is the outcome of this game calculated?she asked.

A draw, how fair.