The Little Boy Who Died Young Became My Guardian Spirit

Rangiku Matsumoto, seventeen years old, is now a part-time graphic model JK. Her favorite food is persimmons, her dislike of the opposite sex is men who talk too much, and she once had a squinty-eyed boy. Yes, ever Because on the day of her thirteenth birthday, he suddenly disappeared without any news—— "... It's so hurtful. I'm obviously still here." Hearing the familiar Kyoto accent, Rangiku glared angrily at a guy who left without saying goodbye, turned into a ghost when he reappeared, and was now leisurely floating beside her eating persimmons with his hands in his hands. "I really can't bear to worry about you alone, so I just came back and became Rangiku's guardian spirit." "..." "Silver is the most willful fool." "Yeah." Ichimaru Gin opened his sky-blue eyes and responded to her complaints briskly. "After all, Rangiku wants to stay with me forever." * "... Those who describe love as beautiful do not understand love. Those who describe love as ugly are those who think they understand love." Rangiku saw a few drops of wet blood spattered on his face, narrowed his eyes and said this to her with a smile. "So, who does Rangiku think I am?" Attention when eating Bleach's ancient baby tame dye cp Ichimaru Gin×Matsumoto Rangiku Reincarnated and now PA, after all, it's the daily life of a male ghost (?) X an active female high school student A snake man and a cat woman who look like foxes True·Soul Society God of Pure Love It's an idea that suddenly came to my mind, and it's basically a short or medium story. The product of cooking power released from self-cut leg meat These two are so delicious (sobbing) Silently hugging myself at the bottom of a very old pit jpg. Intention: If you turn into a snake tomorrow and start biting people. Use that gnawing mouth to scream that you love me. Can I still say the words I love you like I do today?