[Death Doujin] Ink dyed white smoke

The present world, the virtual world, and the present world are merged into one, and life and death are integrated into one, creating a world without fear and fear—it sounds ideal, but if such a world really exists, life will not seek hope, Have you spent your whole life overcoming obstacles and ushering in growth?

The Yuhabach Reiatsu that disappeared on the other side announced the victory of the Reaper's side. This tragic battle that was bound to be engraved in the history of the Soul World and caused the most casualties in history finally came to an end.

After the space spell was released safely, the Moran mansion burst into cheers one after another, and dozens of layers of space ghosts burst out together, shining brilliantly in the slightly gloomy sky.

Joy, joy, pain, weeping──Listening, watching and feeling the faces and moods with different expressions, Moran Xianyi only felt his body lighten, but his mind was blank.

Alive?Hold it?They made it through?

The ending came so suddenly that she didn't feel it yet.

Until I heard that familiar and gentle voice with a smile──

"I want to see you, Miss Xianyi."

After letting go of the heavy burden, her whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, her arms were still numb, and her legs were also weak.

Only one thing is certain, she wants to tell him herself, she is too.

"Go."

Moran Xianyi was thinking about how to escape from the god of death and the nobility's gratitude, when the elder who had supported her behind her since the spell was lifted spoke before her.

That was Soichiro Moran, the grandfather who loved her the most since she was a child.

And standing beside him, Suzuki Sumire, Suzuki couple, Oikawa brothers and sisters, Saotome Ryukyu, and even all the members of the Moran clan probably understood what the Patriarch was thinking. The patriarch Haori, who took over the pure white cloth, put it on for his granddaughter.

"It's only natural to meet our family on behalf of the whole family, doesn't it?" he said.

For a while, Moran Xianyi just looked at everyone stupidly.

Until the two soft creatures in her arms tightly pulled her skirt, and called her "Mom" in a childlike voice, she slowly lowered her eyes, where there were two pairs of beautiful and clear big eyes blinking as if expressing expectation.

"We'll be right back!"

Putting on the coat, carefully opening the space ghost way, protecting the child tightly in front of the chest, and walking away from the gate in a short step, Moran Xianyi heard the loud and frolicking "Patriarch, don't be nervous, we don't have access control" from behind, a sense of warmth Spontaneously.

Loved by so many people, her life was blessed.

After going through the shocking ruins and the gust of wind whistling past her ears, her mood was like riding a roller coaster in the present world, with violent ups and downs and a little excitement and anticipation.

In the past, she forced Aizen to accompany her to an amusement park date. In a very short morning, she was happy to ride all kinds of exciting facilities repeatedly. He always said that she was like a child, but what she didn't tell him was——she enjoyed What is most special is the gentle gaze he turned his head to look at her while the speeding car was speeding.

"This kind of thing is really so interesting?" At that time, his face was slightly disapproving, "Next time I will hug Miss Xianyi and Shunbu."

Listening to the two children giggling during Shunpo, she thought, they really resemble her.

"This spiritual pressure..."

"Ah, it's Master Moran."

Stepping on the desolate and tragic battlefield, Moran Xianyi stopped to pant for breath, and looked up to see the human teenager Kurosaki Ichigo and Deputy Captain Asanjing sitting up from the ground with scars.

Next to her were the former captain of the [-]th squad, Shiba Isshin, and two human men she didn't know.

"What is Miss Moran doing here?" Kurosaki Ichigo scratched his head and asked.Not long ago, they had a face-to-face meeting at the fourth division ambulance station, and this woman was the team member in charge of transporting Kuchiki Byakuya back for treatment.

"Ah, Ichigo, don't you know? The ink stained four seats are..."

The gossip was not over yet, when a woman swept past them like a wind, both of them were enveloped in a square space, and before they could react, their whole bodies were suddenly enveloped by a gentle spiritual pressure.

No matter how slow they were, as the wounds on their bodies gradually healed, they understood that this was her healing technique.

"You were halfway through what you said just now, Renji? What's wrong with Miss Moran?" Kurosaki Ichigo knocked on the solid space Onikidao, and it seemed that he couldn't get out until the treatment was over.

A Sanjing shook his head, frowned slightly and said, "You should see for yourself."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked over Moran Kanyi's movement trajectory, and saw that petite woman had already thrown herself into the arms of a man who was smiling warmly more than a hundred meters away.

"...Wait, wait, I, I don't know her, she... Ai, Ai Ran?"

"You read that right," Ah Sanjing leaned back with his arms, "There are not many people in the Soul Realm who don't know about them."

He once heard his Captain Kuchiki sigh softly as if he had never heard of it. It seemed that Moran Xianyi was the only one who could stand safely beside a ruthless man like Aizen.

Strong and gentle, holding on to her pride nobly even after the man's betrayal.

She knows what she wants, works hard for it, and finally gets what she wants.

Looking at the two from a distance—or maybe it should be said that they are a family—the background is dilapidated and bleak, but it is as beautiful as a painting.

It was exactly as the captain said.

"...Ah, Captain Kuchiki!" Thinking with a sigh, feeling the familiar spiritual pressure behind him, Ah Sanjing got up hastily, not wanting to bump into the healing spatial ghost.

Kuchiki Byakuya just glanced at his vice-captain lightly, and then looked at the happily smiling woman not far away.

"Don't stop them from contacting?"

Hearing the question from Captain Hitsugaya who Shunpo came to his side, Kuchiki Byakuya said coldly after a long silence: "It's okay."

Xing Jun will arrive in a while, and before that, he hopes that his friend can get what she wants.

"You seem to have really softened, Kuchiki." Seeing Aizen's complicated heart, Hitsugaya still teased him verbally.

"...En." Whatever he said.

Fifty years of acquaintance, two years of betrayal, and a short meeting.

The scene in front of me is like a gorgeous fireworks show. It would be great if the distance of 2 years can be filled with the splendor of this moment.

Kuchiki Byakuya thought so sincerely.

***

Chasing all the way, until the dust was flying and she met her missing eyes──

After a long time, whenever Mo Ran Xianyi thought of this day, she only felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

Aizen said that he wanted to see her, and after seeing the two children poking their heads out of the haori, he also said that it was great that they looked like the beautiful Miss Kanyi—but most importantly, they were all fine .

Throwing into his arms, being embraced by him for a long time, listening to his steady heartbeat... After this man betrayed her, she never dared to think that this day would really come true.

"When did you set up your healing ghost on me?" Aizan asked the woman who put her head on his shoulder with a chuckle on the youngest son who was pulling his straitjacket with a smile on his body.

He originally wanted to reduce the weight on Mo Ran Xianyi's body and grab the eldest son, but this Mo Rankong, which was printed from the same mold as Mo Ran Qianfeng, tightly wrapped around the woman's neck, and refused to let him hug her.

According to Moran Xianyi, Xiaokong has serious cleanliness ── the most important thing is that Aizen doesn't have any valuables on him.

After listening to her explanation, Aizen just smiled and said nothing.

"I don't want the child to see his father, and you end up missing an arm or have a hole cut somewhere..." Moran Xianyi replied softly, squinting his eyebrows and smiling slightly, "So I left you two or three A powerful spell is on you."

"I thought that what Miss Xianyi was always gesticulating on me was love words for me." She always wrote love words secretly with her fingers on the back of his shoulders, and the look of complacently thinking that he didn't know was so cute.

Aizen smiled, and at the same time put the kid who was tied to his right eye strap back to his chest.

Hearing what he said, Moran Xianyi's ears blushed slightly: "It sounds like...it seems like you know what I wrote."

Faintly looking at Mo Rankong who buried his face in the woman's chest, and only peeked at him occasionally, Lan Ran raised the corners of his lips: "It's not hard to guess, Miss Xianyi, do you want to hear it?"

"...Is it okay?" Her tone was cautious and expectant.

Lan Ran asked her to put her ears on, Mo Ran Xianyi didn't doubt that he was there, so she straightened up and leaned towards him──

Then the back of her head was supported by the man's palm, and delicate and light kisses fell, first on the forehead, eyelashes, and the tip of the nose... His movements were gentle, obviously it was a very light kiss, but she could feel it from such restraint. Strong love that doesn't match his personality.

The man's clean breath finally stopped on his lips.

Mo Ran Xianyi originally thought that he would make a further gesture, but she didn't expect that when her lips were pressed together, she could only feel that the other party couldn't help laughing, and then it was the same as before, forehead touching forehead, nose tip rubbing nose tip.

For the man's teasing movements, her heart no longer bumps like a deer like it did many years ago, and her heartbeat no longer thunders like thunder.

Looking into his smiling brown eyes, she knew for no reason that this man was the same as her and hadn't changed over the years.Their love has passed so far, it seems that a stone is occasionally dropped on the surface of a waveless lake, causing slight ripples, and then it finally returns to calm.

"How tender it is to be able to fall in love with you."

After Aizen rebelled, she once thought that her love was like a beautiful woman crying, knowing that the other party dismissed her, but still hoped that the other party would feel a little distressed because of her tears.

Now hearing the other party express his love for her in a deep and serious voice, with a sour nose and blurry eyes, she knows that her love is indeed like tears, and someone will eventually wipe it away for her.

"I, I didn't write like that..." The tip of my heart was so soft that it was a mess, and I might never have such a heartbeat in this life.

"I know," Aizen put his arms around the woman and his boys, Aizen smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Because that's what I want to say."

Loving this man, she felt happy; loving this woman, he felt tender.

Bathed in such a warm atmosphere, Kong and Qianfeng in their arms raised their heads ignorantly, and their small palms were already intertwined.

"Master Soyousuke, how long do you think 2 years is?" Several captains and Xing Jun's Reiatsu were approaching, Mo Ran Xianyi pressed his forehead against the man's, raised the corner of his lips to see the elder son pouted and pulled his younger brother Struggling and twisting his hand, trying to change places with him.

A pure-minded child always acts on intuition, and he probably senses something.

The one in his arms had already fallen asleep lying on his back within a few minutes, turning a blind eye to his brother's babbling protests.

Aizen looked at their way of getting along, and only felt that he had two Miss Xianyi.

Gently touching Moran Xianyi's left chest with his fingers, he smiled and did not answer directly, but put his lips next to her ear and whispered: "How long will Miss Xianyi wait for me?"

"Is it important?" she asked.

"In the past, you always said that I would not leave the decision-making power to others," Aizen replied slowly, her heartbeat from her fingertips was steady and soothing, "this time I want to leave it to you."

Mo Ran Xianyi looked at him quietly, even though he was restrained by the dark straitjacket, the proud eyebrows and eyes were still flying freely.

In the past, she knew that the man she loved so much was so handsome and good-looking, but she didn't expect that now that his status had changed drastically, he seemed much younger.

I couldn't help reaching out to caress the corners of his eyes, and the fine lines really faded.

She couldn't help but think that what this man has now is an endless life, but what she will face is the unknown and aging.

"After a long, long time, even if you don't wear glasses, you will definitely not recognize me." Mo Ran Xianyi lowered his eyes, and before he had any more insights, his body lightened immediately, and a fat boy desperately climbed up to the man neck.

She thought to herself that by then, even the two children would have already grown into branches and leaves, and children would be in groups.

I knew this woman would mind this again.

Aizen smiled helplessly, and took off Mo Rankong hanging from his shoulder and placed it next to his sleeping brother. This guy was looking at him with big innocent and beautiful eyes, babbling and babbling. what you want to say.

He didn't have the real feeling of being a father yet, but looking at these two soft little creatures, and then at his Miss Xianyi, Ai Ran thought to himself, mother and child are not the ones who can make people worry.

But they can accompany them on the road ahead... He doesn't seem to reject this idea of ​​security.

"2 years will indeed change a lot of things, but no matter what you become, as long as I have my heart, I will never forget it."

"Really?"

"Really," Aizen said with a low smile, "it's just that there must be some regrets. If I can, I really want to grow old with Miss Xianyi at every stage. The fine lines around the eyes, the wrinkles on the face... I The young lady's increasingly attractive appearance makes my heart itch when I think about it."

"Just say some hypocritical things," Mo Ran Xianyi rubbed the tip of his nose, with a slight smile on her lips, how lucky she was to hear this from this man, "but I will work hard."

"Effort for what?"

At this time, a strong wind blew up the surrounding dust, and Aizen subconsciously turned sideways to block the two children.In the gray, it should be a background that has lost all sense of beauty, but his woman widened her eyes slightly, and gave him a beautiful smile.

"In order to let you grow old with me," she said, "I will work harder to live and enjoy every day when I am only connected with you by heart."

"Isn't a person afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid of the unknown," Mo Ran Xianyi shook her head first, then opened her arms around her loved ones, and said with a chuckle, "But I've never been alone."

There are many considerate and gentle people around her, and now they have more space and thousands of winds... As for this man, he said to leave, but he gave his heart to her at that time.

The ring on her finger was still shining. If this was his expression of love for her, she thought, even if it took 2 years, she would make them a pair.

"Do you know, Master Soyousuke?" Moran Xianyi's familiar warmth was on her forehead. After hearing the man's reply, she slowly closed her eyes and whispered softly, "After you left, I was very sad." For a while. I used to think that I was not good enough, and there was no way to keep you."

"...It's really your style to think wildly."

Regardless of the man's teasing, Moran Xianyi continued: "Hold your stomach, and bear the strange eyes of everyone... At first I couldn't get used to this kind of loneliness, but it was precisely because the surroundings suddenly became quiet that I suddenly had a lot more time to be with you." Get along with yourself."

Read, write, weave things, enjoy the scenery of the courtyard, and then settle your thoughts before going to bed, think about him, write about him, and draw him.

The memories of being with this man are mostly beautiful. Every time she writes or draws a stroke, she can always find her own beauty from the gentle smile he showed her.

So it's not that they are not good enough, it's just that there is no so-called compromise for each other in their relationship.

Instead, they try to push each other.

Respect each other's nature as independent beings, and their love will not be changed by either party's growth or choice.

She was ready to let him go, and he did all he could for her before he left.

Only when we meet each other do we realize that we are being cared for by each other.

"You held my hand 50 years ago, and I thought at that time, Captain Aizen's palm was thick, and the finger knots were slightly callused due to calligraphy practice. With such a solid palm, what kind of woman should be able to hold my hand?" Hold it..." Mo Ran Xianyi pursed her lips, and then couldn't help laughing, "So it can only be me."

This entanglement has been held for 50 years, and the entanglement will definitely continue in the future.

"I like that I have to be who I am," she said.

Recognize the essence of your own life, know what you want, and try your best to fight for it all your life, without compromise or wronged, just stare straight at the goal, and slightly puff up your chest.

Now she will be the man's favorite appearance.

After hearing the words, Aizen looked into those soft black eyes that made him attached to, Moran, and this will be his favorite color from now on.

"It's really... there's nothing I can do about you."

When did it start?

His Miss Xianyi became so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

"Xianyi, it's almost time."

The two of them knew who the person behind them was without turning their heads. After taking a long breath, they got up slowly.

The children in his arms seemed to sense something—especially Mo Rankong—scrambling up to Aizen's back, revealing their small heads, waving their small fists and giggling at the person who came.

"...Xianyi?" Lan Ran looked down at the woman beside her, and slightly raised an eyebrow at the address of the other party.

Until he heard a crisp "Bai Zai" from the woman's mouth again, even though she was asking him to give them a little more time, there was still an inexplicable complexity in her heart.

"There are a lot of things that can be changed in two years," Mo Ranxian said with a smile on his lips, "You who are about to face 2 years, will you have a little more sense of crisis because of this?"

Aizen didn't have much reaction to the two brats struggling to run towards Kuchiki Byakuya, but just glanced at them lightly.

Mo Ran Xianyi understood what the man meant, secretly found it interesting, and stretched out his hand to take Qian Feng over.At a time like this, she judged that this silly, controllable kid was more reliable.

Gently grabbed the youngest son's fleshy little arm, and waved towards Lan Ran: "Look, Xiaofeng, he is your father, it's dad——"

Mo Ranqianfeng blinked and watched his mother open and close her mouth repeatedly, and couldn't help moving her mouth accordingly, making an unclear sound.

The little fist waved, and the mother scratched his waist again to make him laugh. The mother and son laughed for a while, and Mo Rankong on Lan Ran's body unconsciously looked in the direction of his brother.

"Dad—Dad—" Mo Ran Xianyi saw that a shrewd young man who was unwilling to be lonely had taken the bait, so he leaned over to tease him.

The two children were at the age of imitation, and when they were teased by their mother, they instantly forgot that there were so many important people waiting behind them with serious faces.

They smacked their lips at first, and then looked at their mother's mouth with more focused eyes, and they didn't even wave their little fists.

Mo Ran Xianyi gently put Mo Ran Qianfeng into the man's arms and slowly backed away. The child looked like her and had a similar temperament, but his eyes were as clear and transparent as her man's.

Stretching out the index fingers and thumbs of both hands to make a circle around them, the man looked at the two children quietly, and Sora and Qianfeng also looked at him quietly.

She knew she had to engrave this moment in her mind for the sake of her child.

"Dad—"

"Dad—"

The twins uttered one voice, which coincidentally formed the image of a father.

Looking at the silent man, Moran Xianyi leaned lightly to his side and teased, "How do you feel?"

"...Suddenly there is something wrong," Lan Ran shook his head and laughed when he heard the woman's teasing, "Why does my son even have a head like Miss Ji Xianyi... It's beyond words... Sigh."

"Aizen Soyousuke, return the child to me, you can go."

That being said, in the next second, Aizen leaned over and kissed the woman's lips tightly.

The touch of water, even the deep and long kiss, is no longer so polite and restrained. In front of the leaders and deputy captains who are gradually gathering, their love is just so proud and magnanimous.

"...In broad daylight, is it really okay to not let them pay attention to the impact?" Asai Renji and Kurosaki Ichigo left the space ghost road, and when they came, they saw this frightening or beautiful picture, holding their hands together. He covered his face and peeked between his fingers.

Hitsugaya Toshirō, whose face was blushing, turned sideways behind Kuchiki Byakuya to avoid the scene.

"It's okay," Byakuya Kuchiki frowned and looked at them as if no one was there, thought for a while and then added, "Everyone is an adult now." Just a kiss is nothing.

Hitsugaya Toshiro choked when he heard the words: "...so too."

The distance of 2 years is filled by this moment.

After the kiss was over, their foreheads were pressed against each other, Mo Ran Xianyi blushed, cupping the man's cheeks with both hands, gasping for breath.

"From before to now, it seems that I have always been chasing after you!" She smiled, "But this time is different, even if you are not by my side, I will continue to move forward."

Please catch up yourself this time.

"Okay." He agreed.

Moran Xianyi took over the two children, and finally rubbed the tip of the man's nose. She fell in love with this man, and she was so happy: "Please don't make me wait too long, Mr. Yousuke."

In my ears are the soft baby voices of the sons yelling "Dad---" like a symphony, and in front of my eyes is the woman's firm and bright beautiful face despite her shyness and timidity.

It is such a tender thing to fall in love with this lovely woman.

Lan Ran lightly raised the corners of her lips: "As long as it's your request, I can't refuse you, Miss Xianyi."

Their love is as wide as the sky and as free as the wind.

Every day we spent with each other, every land we traveled, memories we experienced...

Everything was so beautiful that it was not so real, holding her hand, he also seemed to be awake and dreaming.

He won't let his Miss Xianyi wait too long.

Returning to Wuxian under the watchful eye of the team captains, Aizen looks proudly like when he was sentenced to heavy punishment by the funny Room 46.It's just that this time compared to the last time, the mood is more pleasant and peaceful.

Because he knows very well that even in the endless darkness, his moonlight will still flow gently on his heart.

***

Ten years later.

The day after Yuhabach's last spiritual pressure disappeared, Moran Xianyi led the two children and sat on the porch.

The two boys were leaning on her, one on the left and the other on the right. The mother and the child were wearing the same thin quilt affectionately, staring at a few bushes of plants in the corner with wide eyes.

"Look, look! Mother, the bellflowers are blooming!" The child shouted excitedly as if seeing something.

"Ah, really." Putting down the embroidery in his hands, Moran Xianyi responded softly.

At first, she just pursed her lips and looked at Kikyo quietly, and remained silent for a while without saying a word.

Until the two children began to twist their bodies uneasily, looking at Kikyo and glancing at her fingers.

In the end, Mo Rankong couldn't hold back after all: "Don't you want to talk to your father?"

Moran Qianfeng then hurriedly nodded and said: "Father and mother's platycodon blooms, won't we spend together this year?"

"Your father can't see it!" she teased.

"He can feel it with his whole body."

This is what Moran Xianyi used to fool the children in the past. I didn't expect them to say it so slippery now.

So she pursed her lips and smiled, ten years had left no trace of age on her body, her brows and eyes were still warm and delicate.

Seeing the mother with a beautiful smile, the child forgot the original purpose for a moment, and just said stupidly: "The platycodon flower is beautiful, but our mother is even more beautiful than the flower."

Moran Xianyi chuckled lightly, she didn't know when she had two sweet-mouthed ones: "They said so, Lord Soyousuke."

The ring on the ring finger glowed faintly, and the children couldn't help pricking up their ears excitedly when they heard the key words, and then their hearts were filled with a gentle and gentle spiritual pressure.

"Miss Xianyi's beauty, I have known it for a long time."

Even if they are not by each other's side, their hearts are connected.

In the silence of the morning, he and she, Kong and Qianfeng finally waited until the platycodon blooms.