port no other

"Mr. Ilovich...good morning." The brown-haired boy who changed into a shirt one size bigger poked his head out and greeted the person still wearing a white felt hat on the sofa.

Fyodor, who was flipping through the book, picked up the black tea on the coffee table, took a sip of the aroma in the cup, and said unhurriedly, "Morning, Sakura-kun."

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not realize for a while that "Sakura" was calling him, and he was stunned for two seconds before he realized that yesterday he gave himself a pseudonym [Sakura Soraichiro], Mr. Ilovich said The "Sakura" refers to him.

Don't you think it's strange that there is no response when you are called by name?

Surely it will...

The brown-haired boy who didn't answer instantly had already missed the best time to answer. He could only open his mouth and move his cheeks, but he couldn't make any sound to continue.

Ten years later, Tsunayoshi Sawada came here on impulse yesterday. He was homeless as a "black household" in a foreign country. With the help of passing good-hearted people, he was brought to Fyodor's residence.

Although I felt that the person wearing white gloves on Xia Tian’s hand was a bit strange, but I thought that the other party might have something inconvenient to mention—for example, the hand was covered with scars due to an accident. In fact, this is a mechanical prosthesis, and the cold metal hands...

This will involve the privacy of the other party.

Even if there is no reason, Sawada Tsunayoshi has no reason to ask.

That's other people's business, and he can't control it as an outsider.

The boy following the black-haired man put his hands behind his back, staring at his back with warm brown eyes, confirming that Fyodor did not stop and turn around, Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately took off the ring in his hand and put it in in the pocket of the clothes.

He rubbed the ring-wearing middle finger behind his back—a finger that wears the ring for a long time will have a clear outline. Although Tsunayoshi Sawada has not worn the Vongola ring for a long time, there is also a shallow trace.

On the way home following Fyodor, the dark-haired man didn't even look at him.

Maybe it was just a quick-talking subconscious invitation, and there was no real intention to take him home... Sawada Tsunayoshi thought.

There are many kind-hearted people. When they see someone in trouble, they will indeed ask "do you need help", but if they want to help to the end, there are very few people who really persist.

With Sawada Tsunayoshi's timid and shy character, he should take the initiative to say "too much trouble for you" and reject the other party at this time.

But he didn't.

The brown-haired boy clenched his lower lip. There were a lot of people passing by. They were tall and fast-moving, leading a fast and tense life. They spoke a language he didn't understand, and they were surrounded by an environment he was completely unfamiliar with.

The darkened sky did not darken the street at all, but instead turned on the light-sensitive street lights. The electrified display screens on the office buildings, the colorful signboards, and the neon lights hanging on the storefronts lit up in the dark night, making them appear brighter.

The crowd also changed from rushing off-duty workers to night travelers, and it was very lively.

Where is this place?

He doesn't know anyone... It's summer in a foreign country, but Tsunayoshi Sawada, who complained about Fyodor wearing felt hat and gloves at first, suddenly felt the coldness penetrate into his heart.

It's the fear of the unknown.

If he stopped, Mr. Ilovich would never look back for him in a metropolis where people come and go.

Sawada Tsunayoshi could only ignore the fear in his heart as much as possible, and followed up.

Fyodor watched every move of the Ten Generations of Pengel ten years ago behind him.

Well, he just stuffed a small camera into the back of the hat by straightening the hat. He walked in front and looked at the phone, which looked exactly the same as the people around him. In fact, he was watching the little rabbit behind him through the camera.

Sure enough, although the obedient little rabbit looked hesitant, he followed behind him without slowing down. Even when the crowd/traffic might be scattered, the little rabbit trotted a few steps nervously.

The corner of Fyodor's mouth curled up, his purple eyes were as cold as the LCD screen in his hand.

If he helped him too enthusiastically, Sawada Tsunayoshi might not be hooked instead.

This kind of indifferent "help" is the most appropriate.

The past information of Pengelie Judaimu is confidential, and the files are locked and have layers of firewalls.

But that was nothing to Fyodor.

The keyboard-thumping thing.

Analyze the character of Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years ago, and then make a plan based on the environment, let him follow him obediently.

To Fyodor it was just the time a computer program was running.

It's only a few milliseconds in reality.

The special thing about Katschi Guardians is that they not only have the status of Guardians.

Just like Yunshou, the tenth generation of Peng Lie, is also the owner of the Fengji Consortium.Unlike Prison Temple Hayato, losing the title of Guardian of Vongola means nothing.

Katschi's Lanshou Trixie is the leader of the Italian [PASSION].

Yu Shou and younger brother Diego, the noble son of the horse racing world, is a world-renowned star, worth hundreds of millions, and there will be countless flowers and screams when he plays in any race.

Lei Shoubishui, the king of green, develops clans through the Internet. In the Internet age, the clan [JUNGLE] of the green king is the largest among the seven kings.

Harumori and Yosano Akiko are the new directors of Maria Hospital for the Poor.After Katsch and Fyodor destroyed the enigmatic hospital, Akiko took over a group of orphans inside and became the director.

Katschi's illusion is good enough, definitely ranked among the top three in the world, Kirimori is a mascot, responsible for meowing.

The only one among the guardians who doesn't deserve the name is Fyodor who tried his best to snatch the ring of Yunshou.

But before [taking Vengley], Katschi had already spoken in front of everyone: Whoever gets the ring will be the guardian.

Although everyone complained about this uneasy and kind mouse, they couldn't refute Katsch's words, so they could only remain silent.

Neither deny nor admit.

Fyodor didn't care, he just wanted a status that could hang around Katschi's side. With the title of Guardian, he had many excuses to go in and out of Katschi's office and residence.

Likewise, Fyodor has his own organization.

Although the [Rats of the Dead House] and [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] have been defeated on the bright side, Fyodor, who was pardoned by the Avengers, also made deals with various prisons. Gathered into the sewer.

There are two ways to change the rules of the world.

[-]. Get all the three powers of seven and take control of the world to change it.

[-]. Get the [book] and write new rules on it.

What Fyodor did was to be safe. He was lurking beside Katschi, and he originally had two plans.

And this time I left Katschi and came to the United States purely because Fyodor's private partners seemed to have found traces of the Vengley remnants in the United States.

It just so happened that Katsch locked himself in a secret room recently and had no chance to go in. Fyodor, who was in a hurry, came to the United States to thoroughly investigate Vongley's whereabouts.

Don't get me wrong, it's not for Katschi.

But Fyodor himself wanted to know, as one of the seven or three, the Vongola Ring, what is the special principle behind it?

This was something Katsch would not tell him.

Of course, Fyodor was not so naive as to think that Vongola Judaimu would tell him.

Don't there still be those guardians of Judaime?

but……

He looked at the young man who came out of the alley, his face changed from joy to panic and fear, and a rare surprise floated in his eyes.

His eyes sank, and the set of Vongola rings on his own fingers were eye-catchingly worn on the boy's fingers.

The man with purple eyes adjusted his expression in an instant, took out the gloves in his pocket and put them on, and approached slowly from the boy's blind spot: "Hello... have you encountered any difficulties?"

……

After entering the apartment area, the number of pedestrians gradually decreases.Stepping into the lobby of a tall building, Fyodor raised his head and straightened his hat, made a movement of dusting, and removed the small rear camera.

Then, turning around for the first time since the walk began, he said to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Since you've come here with me, I think you really need [help]."

The brown-haired boy blushed, and looked down at the ground a second before meeting Fyodor's gaze.

"Don't be too cautious, young people have this kind of time." Fyodor didn't look at Tsunayoshi Sawada, and when he pressed the elevator door switch, he glanced vaguely at the grass outside the security door of the apartment.

Sure enough, walking all the way back is a bit eye-catching, and it was discovered so quickly...

If no one is sensed within a certain period of time, the elevator doors will close, and Fyodor is not obliged to press the [Open] button for Tsunayoshi Sawada.The brown-haired boy raised his head again, and stepped into the elevator when the elevator door faintly protruded from the metal door.

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at the floors of the elevator, a red box lit up outside the 25th floor, and the highest floor was 50.

It happened to be on the middle floor...

The apartment is large, but there is not much furniture, and it looks a bit depressed.

After following the black-haired man into the house, Tsunayoshi Sawada stood at the entrance, hesitating a bit: "Mr. Ilovich, where are...the slippers?"

Fyodor, who had not taken two steps, stopped, his face was pale under the man's corridor light, which made his purple eyes darker and darker.

"Yes, shoes need to be changed in the apartment." Seemingly muttering to himself for a while, Fyodor went back to the entrance, opened several cabinets, and took out two pairs of slippers from inside.

I haven't looked carefully before, but now when I'm alone, Tsunayoshi Sawada finally feels it.

Although the other party was tall and had big steps, but the body under the spacious coat was very thin, and the lip color was too thin, like a sick patient.

"There should be something to eat in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and the bathroom and bedroom are over there." Fyodor pointed in one direction, and then his purple eyes collided with the sight of Sawada Tsunayoshi from across the corridor, "But, You cannot enter my room."

After speaking, the man walked into a room in the back of the corridor.

Turn on the computer on the desktop, tap the keyboard a few times, and the picture under the apartment building will be displayed on the display screen, and the images from each angle will be frozen.

Suddenly, Fyodor clicked on one of the images with the mouse to enlarge it.

Among the layers of leaves, a fat yellow bird flapped its wings twice and flew away from the branch.