[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

"That's right... Mr. Kurosaki has recovered the power of the god of death..."

Pushing the hair on the side of the cheeks behind the ears, Mo Ranxian inspected the wounds of the wounded with his downcast eyes, his face was calm.

She squinted at the broken blade on the side, and then turned her eyes back to the man in front of her to avoid meeting her gaze. She thought to herself, she hadn't noticed that this man's temperament hadn't changed much since he was a teenager. With?

"Forget about the chest injury, is the left arm... a strategic self-injury?" As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and a square space instantly covered the entire injured left arm, and spiritual power could be faintly seen flowing inside.After confirming that the healing ghosts in this space were working correctly, she began to treat the deep wound on the other side's chest.

Listening to the man's expressionless voice narrating the process of fighting the Fullbringer in this world, Mo Ran Xianyi slightly raised his eyebrows and hummed softly.

"You...do you seem to have any opinions?"

"So you can feel it, Captain Kuchiki?"

Listening to her complaining about when she would fail, but she chose to come over at night when she was in low spirits, Kuchiki Byakuya's lips raised a very shallow arc, but this woman who is focused on healing must not be able to see it.

"Look at how sensible your deputy captain is. He took the plaster and bandages and went back to deal with it by himself." Mo Ran Xianyi tried hard to hide a yawn, and a faint shadow could be seen in his eyes.

"His injuries can be treated by himself." But he has many small wounds, so it is more troublesome to deal with.

After confirming that there was not even a scar left on the chest wound, Moran Xianyi glanced at the situation of the space ghost, got up and poured some tea for the two of them.

A wound of this depth healed in less than 5 minutes.Byakuya Kuchiki watched indifferently as the former subordinate swiftly placed the cup in front of him, then opened her drawer and took out the sewing bag, and started to deal with the captain's haori that was damaged during the battle.

The Fourth Division has a sewing room dedicated to repairing the deadly costumes. Having said that, not all members of the Fourth Division have sewing skills, but it just so happens that Mo Ran Xianyi is good at this.

"The captain's jacket, which was modified at the price of three pieces of silver and white floral gauze, made it so tattered without blinking an eye. Wouldn't your conscience ache?" The left collar and front placket were severely damaged, but It's just that it's easy for her to mend it, "Even if your heart doesn't hurt, please think of its tailor..."

"...Moran." Hearing her babble, Kuchiki Byakuya just stared at her blankly.

"Ok?"

As the space ghost path disappeared, Kuchiki Byakuya turned his left arm, and seemed to be more agile than before the injury: "You have become a nagging mother."

"Wow──" Moran Xianyi stretched out his voice indifferently, "If you don't want to hear my thoughts, then don't make yourself look like this."

As a medical officer, it is impossible for her not to be able to determine the cause of the wound. The chest was cut by the enemy, and the arm was caused by the blade of Senbon Sakura...

"The Zanpakuto is broken in two, it's hard for someone to put you in a hard fight." You have to grab the blade yourself to create an unexpected attack opportunity.

"You have a way to repair it, right?" Seeing her calmly handing the repaired Captain Haori to herself, Byakuya Kuchiki reached out to take it, with a tone of affirmation rather than doubt.

Moran Xianyi looked at him with his hands on his cheeks: "You should know that repairing the Zanpakuto is the job of the [-]th Division."

And Nirvana Mayuri is the only Shinigami known to be able to repair and transform Zanpakutō.

Kuchiki Byakuya thought for a while after hearing the words: "Then, please heal Senbon Sakura."

"...Do you think I'll agree if I put it another way?" Mo Ran Xianyi said unhappily. He wanted to continue to pretend to be stupid, but seeing his serious expression, he had to start preparing, "Please give me some of your spiritual pressure."

Taking the broken Zanpakuto and putting it on the table, Moran Xianyi spent a little time chanting mantras to reassemble the ghost path, while letting Kuchiki Byakuya input Reiatsu in the formed small space.

I saw a small sphere stuck at the junction of the Zanpakuto's sections, and repaired the blade at an extremely slow speed with the flow of spiritual pressure inside.

"Don't tell anyone. No one knows about this method except Xiaosan and you." Moran Xianyi propped his cheeks and looked at Qianbenying, "I still want to keep a low profile and be an ordinary team member."

A long time ago, Mo Ransan was sent to the present world, and he broke his Zanpakuto while fighting Xu.At that time, he went back to Soul Soul Realm with a bitter face to seek repairs from the Technology Development Bureau, but the queue was long and he couldn't make it, so he had to obediently wait for a natural reply.

In the spirit of research, Moran Xianyi took the Broken Blade and tried various things, and finally got it out by mistake.Kuchiki Byakuya just happened to find her and ran into that scene.

Combining Reaper's own Reiatsu with her Dao, she was quite surprised that she could really try it.

The repair of Zanpakuto is much more difficult to heal than the wound of Shinigami. During the waiting time, Moran Xianyi spread out and saw half of the magazines quietly flipping through. There is nothing to do at night except for fixed-point patrols. Most of the time, she will find something by herself do it.Occasionally someone would come to talk to her in the past, but that was all in the past.

"The Fourth Division often needs to work overtime... What about the child?" Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, Byakuya Kuchiki was very curious.

"They are very naughty, but with the help of grandfather and the manager to take care of them, I don't worry too much." Moran Xianyi looked up at him, "I just need to take advantage of the rest time to go back quickly, appear in front of them in the morning, and put them to sleep at night Just come back."

Doesn't sound like a good idea.

Although Kuchiki Byakuya thought so in his heart, he didn't say it out loud.

"Why don't you take a break for a while?" Reaper also has so-called parental leave, and she can wait for the child to be older before returning to the team.

"If you continue to rest, I'm afraid you'll lose your skills," Mo Ran Xianyi smiled, "Hurry up and get back to the touch."

"Why?"

Mo Ran Xianyi frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Do you think...the Seling Court is most likely to be shrouded by something?"

"Huh?" Byakuya Kuchiki was puzzled.

"I can't tell," Moran Xianyi sighed lightly, "I vaguely feel that there is a subtle sense of disobedience in the air."

The entire Moran clan was aware of it, but no one understood what the omen represented.

Taking the opportunity to mention her concerns with Kuchiki Byakuya, the other party didn't have much reaction, and only said after thinking about it that she would pay more attention.

"Do you believe me?"

"...There is no harm in being prepared at any time." Kuchiki Byakuya replied conservatively.

Moran Xianyi nodded, and turned the magazine in his hand to the next page, and then his eyes were glued to the page as if attracted by something, and he didn't make any other movements for a long time.

Byakuya Kuchiki casually looked over, and saw that the pages of the book were all kinds of baby products, and what she was looking at was──

"... Mo Ran, you should know that both of your family are boys?"

In the magazine, there are all kinds of girls' pettiskirts with modern style, as well as all kinds of small leather shoes and boots decorated with small flowers and small bows.

Hearing what he said, Mo Ran Xianyi blushed and hurriedly turned the pages: "I, I just have a look, I don't have any other ideas."

"...Hmm." Hope so.

Anyone who has been in contact with her knows that she is pregnant with twins, but even she herself does not know whether it will be a boy or a girl.

Once, I invited a few good friends to Moran’s house as guests, and I heard her jokingly said that she had helped her potential daughter kidnap a young man who was a good man to be her husband in advance—Vice Captain Hisagi seemed to be in pain from choking on tea at the time—the result was two She doesn't seem too disappointed about her son, and she still happily buys boys' supplies every day.

"Do you actually want a daughter more?" Byakuya Kuchiki couldn't help asking.

Moran Xianyi was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and then reacted with a chuckle.Her laughing voice is soft and sweet, not the reserved smile of a noble lady, but a kind of soothing and pure that can infect others.

More than 50 years ago, she was very quiet even when she laughed, but 50 years later, a man who wantonly manipulated the truth and the false taught her to learn to laugh.

Although the feeling was still very complicated, facing her two children, he found that he couldn't hate her from the bottom of his heart.

"Gender is not a problem for me, as long as I can be healthy and healthy," Moran Xianyi smiled, she loves her two little babies so much, "If you consider the status of an heir, I have proved that women can do it too It's good. It's all first, and it really doesn't matter if it's a girl or a boy."

"Indeed," Byakuya Kuchiki agreed with her, "but you just now..."

"I just like those cute little things," said the two groups of faint red mist on her cheeks, the more clear-eyed Kuchiki Byakuya looked at her, the less confident she was, and the volume unconsciously became much lower, " Just to see and not break the law..."

Kuchiki Byakuya looked at her with a calm face, accidentally caught a glimpse of a touch of gold on his ring finger, and thought that their lives have only passed more than 200 years.

Every time he stares alone at the photo of his dead wife Feizhen, with those clear and gentle big eyes and the slight smile on his lips, he can always feel the happiness and peace that only belongs to him in the silence.

His slender and beautiful life has passed away, but that man is separated from her by 2 years on the premise of having an endless life.

As long as he is still alive, people will have hopeless hopes. This is what Kuchiki Byakuya hates Aizen the most.

He refuses to be controlled, yet so many lives are bound.

"Why did you not accept Saotome's suggestion?" It is very common among nobles to let children enter into an ordinary foster father-son relationship with each other.

Moran Xianyi smiled: "When they are older and have the ability to think independently, I will agree if they really want to."

"Just to respect their ideas?"

"I understand what you mean," Mo Ran Xianyi looked at him firmly, he let out a long breath and smiled, "It must be a lie to say that there is no selfishness, I just think that maybe it is time to call out the father's voice first." It’s up to them to decide.”

"Do you want your child to wait with you for those 2 years?" Byakuya Kuchiki disagreed, this idea was a bit idiotic.

"...I said it was waiting, but I know that the chances of not seeing each other in a lifetime are higher," Mo Ran Xianyi said with a slight smile, "but I still want to give him a chance."

That man who gave up on love──

Whether he thinks she is naive or stupid, this is his right as a father after all.

Sora and Qianfeng didn't grow up fast, and they've only just learned to crawl around.According to the elders, most of the children of the same age have to try to learn to walk a few steps while holding on to objects, and they even mix in six balls of hair to disguise themselves as cubs.

It was said that it was growth retardation, but the doctors shook their heads after the examination and said that their heads were so strong and extremely healthy.

So Moran Xianyi simply regarded this as one of the strange propositions of the two little guys, and they wanted to decide when they would enter the next stage.

The nervousness of being a first-time mother has eased a lot. I saw them open their eyes and smiled at me in the morning, listened to their heartbeat and thin breathing in the dead of night, and even heard their milky voice shouting "Mom" for the first time. "──The emotion is indescribable.

The dark circles under her eyes that cannot fade away are her medals, no longer as the man's little panda, but as the mother of the two boys.

Just wait until the children grow up, Mo Ran Xianyi thought to herself, then she will make choices for them.

"You asked me just now if I would rather have a daughter..." Moran Xianyi propped his cheeks to look at the Zanpakuto that was about to be repaired, "Actually, I have always had a daughter with him, but I was taken away with him when he left gone."

She has no way to make Chihiro grow up, because Chihiro's adventure has always been their love story.

In this way, the love letter she secretly wrote to that man is quite thick.

The story stops in winter, and the still silver sky and the beautiful snow that melts instantly due to the sun are just suitable to be the commentary of everything.

And in the spring after the snow melted, Kong and Qianfeng were her brand new world.

Moran Xianyi smiled to himself, pretending not to see Kuchiki Byakuya's questioning eyes: "Come on, your Senbon Sakura treatment is over."

"Although I can't forgive him, and I don't agree with you continuing to like him," Kuchiki Byakuya reached out to take it, and looked her calm face up and down. She was indeed like a mother, gentle and strong, "But I hope you can get what you want. of."

"You're still so kind, Captain Kuchiki."

Kuchiki Byakuya lowered his eyes when he heard the words, raised the corners of his lips slightly imperceptibly, and then the smile faded back to his usual indifferent face: "Let's call me the same as before."

"...Huh?" Mo Ran Xianyi was taken aback.

"I don't mind if you call me by my name," he said after hesitating for a while, and finally said softly, "Maybe I can also call you...Xianyi like before?"

This moment seems to carry many time and space, and tens of millions of fragments seem to be filled in my mind in just a few seconds.

Moran Xianyi suddenly thought of the sad cherry blossoms flying, and the panic in the future-things have changed, and he was so anxious and lost at that time. In fact, he just wanted to hear a simple and pure greeting from the other party.

"Can I really call you so casually in private? You actually resisted it in the past." She laughed.

"It's like you always call Saotome by her first name." Byakuya Kuchiki nodded lightly, "We are friends."

Regardless of class status, because they are friends, they are equal.

"Bai Zai──" Mo Ran Xianyi whispered several times, then raised his eyes and smiled, "Sounds good."

Afterwards, he suggested that he also call Saotome differently, Moran Xianyi listened to his disapproving hum, and felt an indescribable satisfaction in his heart.

She has always been happy, bathed in the tenderness of all people, her life is unique.

Let go of one relationship and make your next relationship better; there must be regrets, but they are all nutrients that provide life growth.

They both have the most important people and the most precious things. In order to protect these people and these things, he is on the front line and she is fighting side by side in the logistics.

Then in my spare time, I sat down to drink tea and chat, even though there was no words, I still felt warm company.

Earlier, the three noble patriarchs had always acted together.

Usually it was Saotome who said it alone, and she occasionally chimed in, and Kuchiki Byakuya listened calmly to the nonsense of the two.

How pure and beautiful this friendship is, there is no external disturbance and interest, but it is simply tied together by the fetters of friendship.

"Xiao Kong covets your family's silver and white flower yarn very much."

After the night when he was allowed to call him by his name, when the three of them got together, Moran Xianyi lay in his arms the youngest son who was snoring while looking at the kid hanging on Kuchiki Byakuya and said so.

"What's the silver and white wind flower yarn? Saotome's house has a lot of higher-grade silk and satin. I'll find him a tissue to wipe his hands the day after tomorrow." Saotome Ryukyu snorted.

Kuchiki Byakuya then thought for a while: "...I can give him the star pliers."

Only heirs can wear the silver and white wind flower yarn.

"I have always been very suspicious of how the Yikuimu clan's aesthetics managed to sit in the position of the four nobles." A certain twin who was ignored continued to snort.

After that, the three of them debated whether the decoration of the star-leading pliers is beautiful or not.

Listening to their relentless quarreling, the warm wind that is about to enter summer makes people feel warm all over their bodies, Mo Ranxianyi thought to himself, if the world of souls can continue to calm down, it would be great──

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

The invisible empire hidden in Seireitei attacked without warning, and under the large-scale and almost indiscriminate attack of the Quincy Division, thousands of ordinary soldiers of the Imperial Guard were killed.

The captain and vice-captain of the first team died in the line of duty, and the body of the chief captain Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni was destroyed and could not be found for burial.

Several vice-captains were severely injured, while the [-]th Division Kuchiki Byakuya and the [-]th Division Saraki Kenpachi managed to survive, and it was difficult for them to assume the important position of captain again, and they may even never wake up.

As long as Captain Saraki can wake up, he will be fine, but Kuchiki──

"What do you say from the bottom of your heart... feel ashamed... It's not your usual style to hand over the future of the Soul World to humans..."

In the treatment room for severely traumatized patients filled with sophisticated instruments and screaming warnings, Mo Ran Xianyi looked down at the broken spirit body wrapped in bandages.

After arriving at the scene, she managed to maintain Kuchiki Byakuya's battered body by all means. However, even Captain Unokana may not be able to recover from this injury.

"My lord, everyone is ready."

Moran Kanyi let out a long breath with his back turned to Suzuki Sumire, there was no time to feel sad.

Absolutely not to dispatch the fourth division team to the front line of the battle, the captain ordered so, but it is enough to have the vice-captain Yong Yin here, she is just an ordinary little officer, she has something to do compared to staying here .

Turning his head to look at his friend on the bed, Moran Xianyi smiled at him: "Xiaokong and Qianfeng are almost going to be able to call Brother Baizai, you must want to see Liu's angry expression?"

Hold on hard, wake up quickly, and then get well and move your muscles quickly. The world of corpses and souls cannot do without Kuchiki Byakuya, a powerful captain.

"The Saotome clan has opened the barrier." Sumire Suzuki dutifully reported on the way back to the house.

"Where's the third girl, Yuxi Youni?"

"The Oikawa couple are being seriously injured and transferred, and they are not life-threatening at present. Just received the notification, the three adults have brought the Oikawa brothers and sisters back to the house, and the young children in the Shinigami Central collective house have also been taken to a safe area."

"it is good."

The three of them agreed a long, long time ago.

If something really happens in the world of souls, save the world to Kuchiki Byakuya, and they will help him shoulder the responsibility of a nobleman.

The original intention of mentioning Red Butterfly is very simple, in order to protect, so I wield my blade.

Her existence in the soul world is so small, so she must do what she can.

In order to make her sky blue, thousands of winds comfortable, so that she can continue to hold her chest up in the future.

"Let's go, it's time to protect those who only think of us at this time."