[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

Since giving birth last year, except for the Oikawa family and good friend Saotome Ryukyu who accompanied Moran Kanyi for two full days at that time, she has not let any outsiders know about her situation, but unilaterally sent an e-mail saying "Mother and child are safe" The letter was given to several familiar Death colleagues, and then continued to live her quiet life.

Although it has been a year and five months, there are still many gods of death who cannot get out of the sacrifices and injuries caused by Aizen.

After realizing that the existence of children is not welcomed by most gods of death, Moran Xianyi decided earlier to block all news about them until she can 100% ensure their safety.

Children with a clear and pure mind are very sensitive, and a slightly complicated look from an adult can easily make them feel uneasy, so there are only a few non-family members who have seen Xiaokong and Qianfeng so far──even Luanju said that she still It will take some time, although Moran Xianyi is a little disappointed, but understands her feelings very well.

She wanted to protect herself and her children, and she was unwilling to cause second-time harm to others. In the end, she temporarily stayed away from the center of disturbance, rested her body in a low-key way, teased the children, and then contacted the master to develop some interesting children's games.

I still remember hearing her say that she wanted to create a toy kingdom in the imitation of the world, her friend Byakuya Kuchiki snorted very lightly at that time, and soon sent a letter of intent for cooperation and a very mysterious Wakame ambassador toy design.

The ambassador's arm seemed to have been trimmed a few inches after she complained about the strange proportions, but anyway, Moran Kanyi returned the design drawing on the grounds that Sora and Chikaze didn't like it.

She is the mother and she is self-willed, regardless of whether he is the head of the four nobles.

The days are peaceful and comfortable, and the child is loved by two handsome noble uncles—Saotome said that if she can’t be a adoptive father, she should at least be called her elder brother——Moran Xianyi feels very comfortable.

She is so low-key and does not compete with others, but this man with a special status took the initiative to find her, which made her feel a little puzzled.

Picking up the crying little son who was woken up by the unfamiliar Reiatsu, Mo Ran Xianyi asked straightforwardly after comforting him.The person who came was not long-winded, and took off his fisherman's hat and sincerely explained the purpose of his visit.

"Help Mr. Kurosaki get back the power of Shinigami?" Putting on the animal little finger cot on the index finger, he swung it back and forth to let Qianfeng grasp it to divert his attention.

The illegal transfer of the power of the god of death is a felony in the soul world, and this is the most fundamental reason why Kuchiki Rukia was sentenced in the past.

When Moran Xianyi was thinking, only the child in the room let out a soft giggle when he grabbed his mother's fingers.

The courtyard is very quiet, listening to the scattered sound of water and wind outside, Kisuke Urahara, the great hero in the First World War in Karakura Town, took the opportunity to look at this huge children's room with a strong modern style.

Before stepping into the house, the appearance is just like the overall concept of the mansion. It is a classical and elegant Japanese-style rustic wooden building, and there are small bamboo forests separating the courtyards.

It cannot be denied that when he saw the interior decoration for the first time, he was unconsciously surprised—no wonder Miss Yeyi raised her eyebrows when she learned that he was interested in this noble woman, telling him not to have any prejudice against nobles past.

Miss Yeyi said that Moran Xianyi is easy to talk, and her ears are so soft that she almost responds to her requests, provided that she doesn't touch her scales.The Moran clan protects their shortcomings, as long as they are recognized people, they are very willing to pay.

At first Urahara Kisuke just smiled, thinking that it would be good to listen to these words.

"All right," Mo Ran Xianyi raised his eyes and smiled at him after quickly reaching a conclusion. She didn't dislike the green eyes of the other party when he saw Qian Feng, "What can I do for him?"

Kisuke Urahara is still looking at the picture next to it. He remembers this series of picture books, which is extremely popular in the world of ghosts and souls. Last year, a female Shinigami stationed in the present world once bought it from Urahara's store.

I heard from the god of death that one book was published every year before, but there has been no news in the past two years without warning. Some book fans are still very worried about the author.

Just as he was thinking about it absently, when he heard Moran Kanyi agreeing to help without hesitation, Kisuke Urahara suddenly raised his head.

"Are you surprised?" Mo Ran Xianyi chuckled lightly as he pushed Pi Xiaozi, who was holding onto her shoulder-length hair, back to his lap and sat down obediently.

Urahara Kisuke saw that her face was calm, and her black eyes were slightly shining, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not accidental, but it's rare for Miss Yeichi to hit the nail on the head."

"Miss Ye Yi must have told Mr. Urahara that I'm soft-hearted." Seeing the ambiguous smile on the gentle face of the other party, Mo Ran Xianyi shook his head helplessly, "I'm not willing to help everyone... "

"Then," Kisuke Urahara straightened his body and asked, "May I know why Mr. Moran agreed to help Mr. Kurosaki?"

Feeling that the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Moran Xianyi asked her son to hold her hand and play with it. He roughly broke the small animal's finger cots to the ground. She was not in a hurry to pick it up, but asked in a soft voice after looking at Urahara's serious expression. A few questions.

"Is what you did to deal with the Moran family?"

"No."

"After Mr. Kurosaki recovers the power of the god of death, will he be in danger of harming the Moran family?"

"This is absolutely not the case, please rest assured."

"After he gets the power of the god of death, will it help the future of the soul world?"

"He can indeed become an important force in the soul world."

Mo Ran Xianyi then blinked: "As long as it doesn't harm the interests of the family and is helpful to the soul world, why don't I agree?"

"... Huh? Transferring the power of the god of death is a felony──"

"Different from Rukia's time, this time there is a legitimate reason for ordinary soldiers to be expelled from the Shinigami status at most. If I can't become the Shinigami, I will come back and be my nobleman, and I can concentrate on taking care of the children──"

"In fact, compared to this," Moran Xianyi smiled, "I would rather know the reason why you came to me."

Kisuke Urahara is a smart person, it would definitely not do any good to mess with her in the matter of restoring the strength of the boy who was in trouble.Perhaps in the hearts of others, she is lucky if she doesn't hold her back!

As a shrewd businessman, since the other party agreed, Urahara Kisuke didn't have any reason to continue to play with her, and explained his plan very simply.

Listening to Urahara Kisuke triumphantly explaining the new technology he developed, Moran Kanyi listened quietly, and finally understood what the other party wanted to bother her after 10 minutes.

"Mr. Urahara, let's not talk about today's meeting, you and I have only met once, right?" It was the time when she and Sifengyuan Yeyi met again, and this person stood quietly behind her and listened to their conversation.

"It is true that there is only one official meeting," Urahara Kisuke still had an innocent smile on his face, "but my shabby little grocery store is opened in Karakura Town."

Moran Xianyi said "Ah" very softly, and then covered his lips and smiled softly. The boy in his arms felt the trembling of his mother, and quack waved his arms: "Have you seen me practicing ghosts in this world?" Right? Little fireworks that only inspired humans and gods of death can see."

"Master Moran's Reiatsu is very special." Kisuke Urahara said lightly.

"I understand, let me know the specific things when you are ready," Moran Xianyi said and gave him a series of numbers, "I am used to replying to e-books before going to bed. Can."

Kisuke Urahara intends to let all Shinigami who are willing to help inject spiritual pressure into the "one knife" he developed, so as to transfer a large amount of spiritual pressure to Kurosaki.However, combining different plural Reiatsu is theoretically very difficult. Although he has researched this technique, he still hopes to be safe in the final adjustment.

The Reiatsu of the Moran Clan—especially the direct patriarch—has a high degree of tolerance.

Regardless of their personality, their Reiatsu is naturally suitable for conserving energy, and it is suitable for playing the role of kneading Reiatsu.

"In terms of insurance, in fact, I don't need anything..." After confirming that the numbers entered by each other are correct, Moran Xianyi got up with the child in his arms, "Whether your main purpose is to test my attitude or not, I must Thank you for your kindness, Urahara-san."

"I don't understand what you mean." Kisuke Urahara put his fisherman's hat back on his head and stood up.

Mo Ran Xianyi turned his back on him and let out a long sigh of relief: "I am not as smart as you guys, and I have never thought of overturning the world or saving the world... To be honest, just having to distinguish between the two children is enough for me to worry about." .”

"But you still set up private schools in various strongholds on Liuhun Street." In the current soul world, ingredients, materials and talents are circulated, and the shadow of Moran Xianyi can be vaguely seen on every line.

Moran Xianyi smiled: "Is there anything wrong with providing education opportunities for residents of Liuhun Street?"

Urahara Kisuke covered the brim of his hat: "Students who can enter the private school can get living support, train for a period of time until they enter Maou and officially become the god of death..."

"Are you worried that I am winning over people's hearts and consolidating my power, and that I want to make waves in the soul world like him?"

"Hey, this statement──" Kisuke Urahara wanted to say something to relieve his tension, until he saw Moran Kanyi turned around and smiled, "Yes."

Now that he has a free identity, the upper echelons of the soul world more or less hope to use him to inquire about news.

Mo Ran Xianyi has been making frequent moves over the years, but even the second team's secret maneuvers can't tell what she wants to do. She has lost the wind after several intelligence battles. Under the pressure from above, she can't help but seize the opportunity to find Sifeng Yuan Yeyi complained.

In line with his own curious playing mentality, he took the opportunity to find him.

Mo Ran Xianyi was quite honest when he saw him, so he didn't respond directly, but said casually: "What you said just now is related to the god of death, so, why don't you ask Captain Broken Bee to check a small grocery store when you go back?"

Simply reporting a coordinate, Mo Ran Xianyi caressed the child's back, and looked at him steadily: "After returning from this world, I always feel that the world of corpses and souls is very boring. Fortunately, we still told the souls that this place is a leisurely place when we were buried. place, but it's not like that at all!"

The living conditions in the area close to the center are good, and it is indeed a leisurely leisure.But after the [-]th district, most of them are miserable. Robbery, theft, murder... The residents can't even wear straw sandals.

In order to live a better life, it seems that the only way left is to become the god of death.

"Theoretically, an ordinary soul has to be reincarnated for 60 years..."

"You and I both know it's a theory, but in order to maintain the balance with the present world, erasure of soul existence and compulsory detention will still happen, right?" Mo Ran Xianyi interrupted the other party, "You have ordinary friends in Liuhun Street Is it?"

Moran Xianyi sighed softly: "The nobles don't treat them as human beings, and the god of death doesn't treat them as human beings either, but I like them."

The Moran family started as a gardener, and the land in the Soul World has more or less been cultivated by predecessors.

Have the nobles and Shinigami of Seireitei ever thought about where the food for them comes from?Ever wondered how the clothes you usually wear are produced?Or maybe someone has thought about where to get the materials for technology development?

Moran Xianyi, who has been walking around the family territory with his grandfather and parents since he was a child, knows the group of people who work silently behind the world.

She absorbs the residents of Ruhun Street to give them job opportunities, educational opportunities, daily necessities and entertainment, and they use their labor and experience to improve the barren land, and finally reward her with a good harvest, providing her with various materials traded with Seireitei.

Most of these are the achievements of the predecessors, and Moran Xianyi just used this as a premise to involve other nobles. With their strength, she can extend her tentacles to farther places, and finally form a tight mutual aid network.

Expanding out from the Moran clan as the center, they can be seen on every line, and because others only mixed in with a half-knowledge, they lost all the initiative.

"Are you doing this just because you like them?" Kisuke Urahara asked.

Mo Ran Xianyi pursed her lips tightly when she heard his question, then lowered her eyes, and found that her youngest son was staring at her with a pair of beautiful big eyes.

Looking into these clear and pure brown eyes, a warm current flowed slowly in her heart. She knew that her heart had never changed, for her family, for her child, for herself, and for being able to continue loving him.

"I have always been taught how beautiful this world is since I was a child," Moran Xianyi said with a smile in his eyes, "Later I found out that it is not, this world is very cruel, and it does not allow the existence of less-than-beautiful defects. I was negative for a while, and even escaped to the present world to try to forget."

The colorful experiences in this world let her understand what a beautiful individual she is, and she will think that she is not good, but is limited by an inherent concept and phenomenon.

"Mr. Urahara, regarding you... no, or should I say, regarding the views of the adults of Seireitei on what I have done, I would like to reply to you in this way." Moran Kanyi rubbed his son's chubby cheek, Warm, warm, this is a very happy feeling.

"Most people think that the world is like this, but I want to try to understand how the world should be and how it can be." The child in his arms was tickled and laughed, Moran Kanyi turned his head towards Urahara Kisuke shallowly He laughed and said, "I love this place. I don't want to subvert it, and I can't save it, but with my own efforts, I hope to slowly change it for the better, until one day the child can say to me, They are proud of their mother's world."

Her existence in the world of corpses and souls is very small, so she worked hard to protect herself, and took the lead in improving the lives of the residents in all the territories of the Moran clan within her ability. farther.

"As far as nobles are concerned, it sounds very hypocritical!" Mo Ran Xianyi shrugged and smiled, "I think so myself."

So believe it or not, it's up to them to decide. In short, she really didn't have any plans to fight the soul world.

Kisuke Urahara didn't answer, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who was playing with the child and brimming with happiness, he knew very well that he had heard this argument from a certain man.

However, with the same view, they are doing completely opposite things, one is radical and the other is moderate.

Suddenly I was a little curious, how did they come together?

"Did Moran-sama arrange this room?" Kisuke Urahara looked up at the ceiling.

"Yes," the topic turned to the part she likes, Moran Xianyi said warmly, "Actually, I have built two houses, and the other is more simple and elegant, but the children seem to like this place better."

When they are older, they want to have their own courtyard and design it by themselves. Now it is the mother's prerogative to decorate the children's room——12 years ago, she decided to have a child, and she never tires of it no matter how long it has passed.

"What is the picture on the ceiling?"

"I drew that with my own hands. At that time..." Mo Ranxian only said half of what he said, and then he seemed to think of something and fell silent for a moment. Urahara Kisuke did not miss that her bright eyes instantly lost their color.Not long after she spoke again, she smiled so beautifully again: "Fortunately, I have learned the kung fu of condensing spirit particles under my feet. It is much easier to paint without stepping on long ladders."

"I know the girl in the painting," Urahara Kisuke glanced at the six balls of white fur dozing in the corner, "Is she called Chihiro? It's from a picture book by an unknown author."

"Does Mr. Urahara read picture books too?" Moran Xianyi smiled.

Urahara Kisuke shook his head: "I'm just a rough person. It happened that there was a god of death who asked Urahara's store to buy for me. I heard some books from her."

His clerk, Yu Tsumiya, seemed to like it after seeing it at that time.

Moran Xianyi nodded when he heard the words, and didn't say anything about the picture book, but only mumbled "Why do people like to make people so bad" when he said that the book fans were worried about the author's accident.

Hearing that the boy in Moran Xianyi's arms was dissatisfied with his mother for saving her hair from him, and said loudly "嘿嘿" a few words, he was about to cry, Urahara Kisuke was affected by the atmosphere and raised the corners of his mouth almost imperceptibly: "I May I know the name of this child?"

"My son is cute, isn't he?" Sensitively aware of the slight curvature of the other's lips, Mo Ran Xianyi replied with a smile after some silly mother-like boasting, "He is Qianfeng, as for the son who was taken away by his grandfather not long ago It's my brother Mo Rankong."

They both share their mother's surname, Urahara Kisuke chewed on the meaning, and struggled in his heart to ask without wanting to hurt the other party's heart.

"Lanran and I have not been naturalized." Seeing the other party's gaze on his ring finger, Mo Ranxian slightly tugged at the corner of his lips, "You are not the first person to show such an expression, after I knew I was pregnant, I was very used to it." Answer that question."

"Maybe Mr. Aizen... knows about their existence?"

Moran Xianyi smiled: "I probably know it, although I only found out after he acted in that play."

"Aren't you angry that he treats you like this?" Urahara Kisuke carefully observed her expression.

angry?Moran Xianyi thought for a while, and said honestly: "It was really hard for him to leave at first, but I was angry... I couldn't find a reason to be angry with him."

Said very lightly sighed.

"He hurt many innocent lives, caused bloodshed and sacrifices. I can't excuse him for this. After all, hurting my friends also touched my bottom line," Mo Ran Xianyi patted his son's back comfortingly. She didn't let him pull his hair and lose his temper, "However, I have no way and no qualifications to judge right and wrong about what he wants to do. Our vision has never been on the same level. I stand on the ground and look up at him, while he sees The scenery that he has seen may only be accessible to those who have the same wisdom and strength as him—Mr. Urahara, and Mr. Kurosaki... I am afraid that you know what he wants better than me."

Beware the closer they stick, the further apart they are.Moran Xianyi reminds himself all the time.

"The Mr. Aizen I know is a ruthless and cruel man. He can hurt his colleagues without blinking an eye for the sake of experiments." Members of the Masked Army, and even the vice-captain Hina Mori, who gets along day and night, get closer to him. Those closest to you are hurt the most.

"Because of this, I..." Moran Xianyi let out a long breath, "For 50 years, he treated me so well, I can't even think of a time when he treated me badly. Everyone tried to remind me , the gentleness he treated me was an illusion created to win over people's hearts."

Carrying the child to the glass cabinet in the corner, Mo Ran Xianyi took out a juniper box from inside, and picked out a piece of slightly yellowed paper.

Kisuke Urahara spread out the paper that had been folded several times in half, and it was a map marked with several red circles and asterisks—more precisely, it was a map of the present world.

Seeing Urahara Kisuke's puzzled face, Moran Kanyi opened his mouth several times to speak, and after some thought, he explained briefly: "I was seriously injured in a crusade against Mutant Xu. This is the trajectory of that head Xu. .”

She still remembers being hurt that time, that man was so angry.

It wasn't until he rebelled and learned that the head was his masterpiece that she understood why he inspected the small scar on her right abdomen several times in the dead of night in the future.

"This is……"

"At that time, I was the god of death stationed in Kuzamachi." Moran Xianyi said in a low voice, and the smile on his lips quickly disappeared.That head circled around the neighboring cities of Karakura Town, but never stepped into her jurisdiction.

Karakura Town is a land of heavy spirits, and it is strange that Xu Hui, who longs for power, avoids this place.

Even though the man always acted falsely and falsely, in order to make herself feel better, she was willing to believe that he was doing it to protect her.

"You mean, Mr. Aizen..." Are you deliberately prohibiting Variation Void from entering Karakura Town, so as to avoid the possibility of hurting her?

"I'm trying to believe that."

Urahara Kisuke looked the woman in front of him up and down, and couldn't help blurting out: "Master Moran is really... very kind!"

"It's stupid!" Moran Xianyi finally couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard his comment, "Actually, I know that man will sarcastically retort when he hears me say that, only a powerless creature will Believe in facts that are beneficial to you as the truth.”

After a long silence, the two looked at each other and smiled, not the kind of deep temptation, but purely for this joke-like fact.

"Will you resent me for sealing Mr. Aizen?"

"For the hundreds or thousands of lives or families destroyed by him, that is what he deserved after his defeat." Mo Ran Xianyi replied softly, "As for your seal on him, as long as you think it is It's the right thing, and no one outside can judge—including me who still loves him."

"Thank you for your understanding." Kisuke Urahara took off his hat and put it on his chest.

Moran Xianyi then shook his head, evoking a light and gentle smile: "I just want to thank you, Mr. Urahara. You are the first person who is willing to talk to me about these things in depth, and I am very grateful that you find me to help you Kurosaki-san, I really appreciate it."

Just because Mo Ran Xianyi was not strategically avoided, she felt much more comfortable.

Moran Xianyi doesn't think she's very smart, but she enjoys the feeling of talking with smart people. Many things don't need to be explained in too much detail. With just a glance, each other's minds are clear.

Before leaving, Urahara Kisuke took a last look around the children's room full of childlike fun, looked at Moran Kanyi and joked: "Next time I meet a book fan who asks me to buy picture books, I will tell her that the author is living a good life and laughs better than her." Her brushstrokes are even more gentle and beautiful.”

"Mr. Urahara was joking," Mo Ranxian said with a smile in his eyes, "Actually, even if I don't smile, I'm still too beautiful."

When did you start to be able to say these words with the cheek?Mo Ran Xianyi thought to herself, what she gained from this relationship was far more than what she lost.

When Sumire Suzuki appeared and led Urahara Kisuke to the exit, Moran Kanyi saw his back and her heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly called him.

"I have a vague premonition," she said, "something may happen in the world of corpses and souls in the near future. Maybe I can trouble you to pay more attention to it?"

Seeing Urahara Kisuke nodding to her despite his doubts, Moran Kanyi finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart.

Glancing at the watch, it turned out that she had talked with Urahara for nearly an hour.

Taking his youngest son to Mo Ran Zong Yilang's courtyard, and greeting several respected elders, Mo Ran Xianyi smiled and put Qian Feng into his grandfather's arms.

The eldest son at the other end was already leaning on the rotten tree Yinling and refused to leave, Mo Ran Xianyi saw him trying to pull the other's silver and white wind flower gauze, and couldn't help but sigh that this kid has good eyesight.

After chatting with her and asking about her physical condition, the elders all said that they would take care of her children and let her go to rest for a while, but Moran Xianyi left with a smile on his face.

Walking back to the courtyard where the wisterias were blooming alone, Moran Xianyi retreated to her reclining chair and stared at the picture on the ceiling with her face up.

She drew the pattern with her own hands, one stroke at a time, but once she was so fascinated by the painting that she forgot to use her feet and fell from the air, Aizen caught it in a thrilling way. She went up.

He always said that her feet were already so stupid that if she broke her brain, she would really be doomed.

The mouth is very bad, but the hands around her are so gentle.

If even this is false, what else can she believe?

At that time, they didn't even know that Kong Kong and Qian Feng really existed. They just laughed and took it seriously. The two of them worked together to plant the grass and trees outside, and nailed the big glass cabinet and the picture frame on the wall tightly together.

Although it was all her wishful thinking, he still pulled up his sleeves to accompany her in her dreams.

Now the courtyard is really in use, but he can't see it all with his own eyes.

Maybe he's not that interested either...

Occasionally, there would be a trace of sourness and discomfort in her heart, but fortunately, there was a child's smile to dilute many unnecessary troubles for her.

She is already a mother and has to be strong.

Mo Ran Xianyi thought to herself, if she really had a chance to see him, she would not care about the ring on her hand.

Let's give the opportunity to the two children.