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The scorching sun in Sicily pours down in the afternoon, and except for the Antarctic and the North Pole, the day in July is extremely hot at noon.Hong Xiang walked on the blue stone path and tugged at his collar.

"Aren't you hot?" With raised eyes, the young man squinted at the man beside him.

Katschi was still wearing the same suit lying in the coffin (crossed out)... the clothes in the training cabin, Hong Xiang, who was only wearing a shirt, felt hot, not to mention Katschi was also wearing a black heat-absorbing sweater. coat.

The man's voice didn't match the scorching temperature at all, and he said calmly with a distance, "It's not hot."

It's just that his olive green pupils always make people feel cold when they see him, and cool colors have such a charm.

As for why Hong Xiang and Katschi appeared on the streets of Sicily, it was because of Hong Xiang's mouth.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and knew that today is July 7th, only one day before the launch of the ten-year rocket launcher and the time-space device. Rao Katschi, who has always kept all kinds of characters and events in mind, couldn't hold back from his eyes. Showed a little surprise.

The young man was sitting by the side of the training cabin, and Katschi didn't block him when he was looking through the phone, so Hongxiang directly looked at the display screen of Katschi's phone without any politeness.

12 AM

"..." He was brought here by Bishuiliu early in the morning, and he hadn't had breakfast yet... It turned out that it was already lunch time.

Hong Xiang suddenly looked bad.

Of course, it is also clear that Katsch has no malice towards him, and even the Hong Kong gangster boss who just woke up is still a little confused, his movements are slow and lazy, and his undefended appearance gave him a shock. Demon confidence.

The young man stretched out a finger and tapped the time on the display screen.

"Katschi," he said seriously.

The man returned a look: "?"

"It's time for lunch."

"..."

That's why the two went out together.

When Katsch stepped out of the training cabin and straightened his clothes, Hongxiang glanced at the man's heels again.

They are leather shoes. Although they have heels, the heels of men's leather shoes are not much higher.

... The other party is really five centimeters taller than him.

But thinking of his own height in the future, Hong Xiang felt generous and didn't care about Katschi.

After straightening his clothes, Katschi was stared at by sad and satisfied eyes one after another.

Katsch: "...?"

There are many rooms behind the wooden door, and this is just one of the living rooms. Judging from the smell of chemicals and the sound of machinery and electronics from other rooms, the training cabin is equivalent to the lounge of the laboratory.

It will be more vivid if the training cabin is replaced by a bed.

But to be honest, when Katschi came out of this laboratory and raised his wrist between the two rows of doors at the end of the corridor, Hongxiang suddenly had a bad idea.

Sure enough, when the man pressed his hand, a tingling electronic magnetic sound flashed, and another door slowly opened.

Hong Xiang and the sunflower painting on the wall opposite the door met their eyes.

——That's the entrance for Hong Xiang to enter the secret room.

After the two came out, Katsch groped up the wall again, and the opened secret door slowly closed, and there was no gap in the white wall.

In other words, if Hong Xiang had chosen another wall at the beginning, he wouldn't have to take so many detours, and he wouldn't have to worry about whether to take the gems...

After wandering around in the secret road all morning, I finally returned to the starting point... I am so tired.

And besides the secret passage in the office, there are also secret passages on Katschi's floor.

Hong Xiang maintained a surprised and indifferent appearance, and followed the man into the air vent.

"Otherwise there will be people in the way." Katsch explained to him.

The young man subconsciously felt that [the person in the way] was either Osamu Dazai or Bai Lan.

The two finally reunited at the entrance of an alley. Although the secret road had many routes, Katschi led the way, and the two were quick, so it didn't take long.

He was really unfamiliar with Italy, so he followed Katsch's pace honestly.

At noon, most restaurants are already open.

The aroma of baked bread and pizza came from some eateries, and Hong Xiang, who was so hungry, stopped in front of a stall.

In addition to the baked pizza, there is also a large freezer outside the stall, which contains a variety of Italian handmade ice cream.

"Do you want it?"

Noticing that the person beside him stopped, the slightly taller man's green eyes swept over the food one by one, and asked.

The boss who was just about to greet Hongxiang, when he looked up and saw the face of another visitor, he turned his gaze back to Hongxiang in disbelief: "You two are brothers, they look really alike... ..."

Hong Xiang: "..." No, it's the same person, his brother is still in the box in my pocket.

Perhaps the young man had been silent for a long time, so Katschi took it as his default, exchanged casual greetings with the owner of the pizzeria, and then pointed to two flavors of ice cream:

"This, and that, give me a copy, thank you."

The Hong Kong black boss Katschi, who had been imagining before, handed the two-color ice cream ball to Hongxiang very thoughtfully.

Caring for you big head ghost.

"Тыдумаешья знаюснегвсибири?"

【You want me to experience the snow in Siberia? 】

Boom Township is said in Russian.

You've been hungry all morning, now give me ice cream on an empty stomach?

You ruined the five-year regimen, okay?

Katsch paused, looking at the young man with a hint of resentment.

Then he hasn't eaten for a day and a night, and you only give him cold tap water.

Hong Xiang took the ice cream, but now he has no money, and he has to pay for everything he wants to eat, so he has to bow his head.

So he could only turn his head to pretend not to see the big brother around him.

When Katschi was working alone, let alone eating on time, he hid in the pile of corpses in the black street and smelled the sour and rotten smell for days and nights, which made him want to vomit when he came back and smelled the food.

This [me ten years ago] is really [happiness].

The man ordered another pizza from the shop owner, opened the box and handed it to Hong Xiang.

Not disliking this cheap street food, Hong Xiang just grabbed the pizza with the other hand that didn't hold the ice cream and ate it.

Served with two-color ice cream balls, it can be considered a good meal.

After their stomachs were full, Hong Xiang and Katschi were still wandering the streets purposefully, "You don't even need to pretend, I heard they say that Pengelie's remnants have been rampant recently."

[They] meant, of course, Katschi's men.

The man touched his pocket: "That's for you."

No matter which world it is, [the self ten years ago] is too weak compared to the current self, and it is only natural for the Guardians to feel nervous.

But Katsch also understands that even if he lacks ten years of experience, [the self ten years ago] is still an object to be underestimated, and it is not so easy to be killed by a group of remnants who bombed their hometown.

"... Pengo Li, what's the matter?"

Katschi's face remained unchanged: "Are you very concerned?"

[Book] is the only world where he and Tsunayoshi Sawada get along well, and the other party does have some friendship with Pengo Lie.

Hong Xiang wiped his hands: "It's not about caring..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi is the chosen one!Come on!Tsuna!Don't give in to fate!

And Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was encouraged by Hongxiang, felt that fate was going to kill him.

Originally, Prisoner-kun also said that they could meet another person and look for another entrance of the Science Department, but...a burst of familiar pink smoke appeared.

"Judaimu—" the young version of Hayato Jidai who appeared ten years later immediately howled, shaking the brown-haired boy's shoulders, as if seeing the resurrection of the dead.

"It's been a whole day ten years ago, and there's nothing Johnny II can do, so I'm here to find you!"

The silver-haired boy looked excited.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...you stop, Prisoner-kun first."

His stomach was washed and he was induced to vomit. His physical condition is really not very good. Now his face is as pale as white paper, without blood.

Hayato Gokudera, centered on Tsunayoshi Sawada, let go of his hand immediately.

However, the brown-haired boy slowed down for a while, and he raised his eyes: "Prison Temple Lord...how did you come here?"

Don't drill Rambo's decade-long bazooka, right?

"Hmph, we snatched Stupid Cow's ten-year bazooka."

"..." Really!

But... Originally, their destination was only known to the prison temple master ten years later, but now the prison temple master has become ten years ago, does it mean...

Sawada Tsunayoshi squatted down with his head in his arms.

Ahhhhhh they are back to square one!

"What to do, what to do? Do you want to go back to the science department at the beginning, but I'm not sure if the other party will open the door. If there is no clue..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was muttering to himself, a piece of paper in his pocket fell out with the shaking of the boy's body.

The note fell into his eyes, and he suddenly remembered that when he was in the hospital just now, Lord Prison gave him the diagnosis receipt.

With trembling hands, the brown-haired boy picked up the crumpled receipt.

Then the future Judaime was confused by the ghostly symbols on the back of the bill.

what is this!I can't understand it at all!

"This...is G text!" The silver-haired boy who also squatted down recognized his own handwriting.

Hayato Gokuji is a person with a very high IQ. In his middle school class, he created an exclusive text that only he could understand, which he named G text.

Sawada Tsunayoshi grasped the last hope: "Kujiji-kun, do you understand?"

The silver-haired boy nodded: "Napaluduo Forest, is it a place name?"

"Judaime, I want us to go to this place ten years later!"

Fortunately, Hayato is a top student, and he understands English. Although the two of them worked hard, they finally arrived at the Napaludo Forest.

In fact, it is a forest. From the perspective of planting, it is almost a small forest.

And when the two stepped into the woods, they were attacked.

Women with long navy blue hair and goggled faces attacked them.

The two sides had a tentative struggle, and Lal frowned during Tsunayoshi Sawada's hasty explanation.

It's an extraordinary time, what is this guy Sawada doing?Me ten years ago?

But when Lal's eyes fell on the ring in the hands of the prison temple Hayato, he raised his eyebrows calmly.

Although he was puzzled, as a member of Peng Lie's advisers outside the door, Lal still briefly explained the situation for the two of them.

The deep hatred and remorse could not be concealed in the female voice: "The culprits of all this are Katschi and Bai Lan."

"Katschi..." Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't know Bailan, but he was very familiar with the three sounds of Katschi.

The brown-haired boy glanced at Lal, who had a bad complexion, and continued to ask, "Katschi...is that senior Hongxiang Hehui?"