[Tutor] Dakong's game

The author has something to say: I think... I can go further on the road of 27027. I can see that there will still be two Tsunayoshi scenes in the next chapter, and then we will continue to harm [Hello] the domineering president ten years later Hibari Kyoya?(^?^*)【Enough

On the list, the clicks of the last chapter have increased by several hundred, but why are there still not many comments? QQ QQ, why are you so swollen to make people motivated?

Also, I decided to make [-] consecutive daily updates for a week, and there is not much difference, so everyone can go in and support me, and you can also see the preview of the new pit just created w→

Finally, thanks to the two little angels who threw thunder in the last chapter, love you guys (づ￣3￣)づ

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☆、12. Cups

Ten years ago, Tsuna Yoshi-kun said that his current situation is not very good.As a pure good-for-nothing who just met Reborn less than a year ago, he felt that facing himself ten years later was an extremely challenging thing.

Not to mention... This ten-year-old self actually turned into a girl.

The young Judaimu said that even if he couldn't think about it, he would not undergo sex reassignment surgery, even if it was himself ten years later-he still has this confidence.

"Hey, Gangji-san, do you know why Reborn can see what you're thinking?" After catching a glimpse of the other party's wonderful and colorful face like a palette, Peng Gelie's super intuition made Gangjisang clearly understand Perceive what the other party is thinking now, not to mention... such a simple young man has always put all his thoughts on his face, even if he doesn't have a super intuitive sense, he can still understand clearly, "Look at you now, No matter what your mood is, you can't hide it, it will show on your face, in fact, Reborn doesn't have any mind reading skills, it's just that you are too easy to read."

The young Tsuna Ji-kun shrunk his neck subconsciously after seeing the other party's smile similar to Reborn's, and then leaned back indiscriminately with his small body sitting on the big bed, and stuck to the carving within a few strokes On the exquisitely carved solid wood headboard, the slightly hard board is a little painful on the back.

"Don't be so afraid of me, anyway, we are the same person, hurting you is hurting myself," after seeing the other party's reaction like a girl from a good family who was taken advantage of, stretched out his right hand with Pengo Li's ring Grabbing the boy's wrist, he slowly pulled his hand towards his chest, and with the other hand, he undid the top three buttons that had just been fastened, and grabbed the boy's palm that was covered in cold sweat due to nervousness. Put it on my chest, and then continued, "I have been a real girl since I was born, and I have never had surgery. If you don't believe me, you can feel it for yourself."

Gang Ji-sang said that although her breasts are not big enough, and she is not enough to look good compared with the people in her own world, but she is also pure natural, without any processing. It is really a challenge for her to be said to have undergone surgery. Endurance limit.

"...Hey, wait, wait, what are you doing, let go—?!!!" I was taken aback by the soft touch under the palm, and the next second after seeing clearly what was going on, the 14-year-old The boy blushed all the way from his cheeks to his ears, and then he quickly lifted the opponent's hand away as if shaking off a virus. The excessive force made him lean back and fell from the bed to the floor on the other side of the bed.

With a sound of "touch--", the boy's brown head came into super-intimate contact with the high-grade and smooth floor, rubbing the back of his head and shrinking his neck, muttering "pain, pain, pain" in a low voice, while supporting himself by the quilt With a sore waist from the fall, he sat up from the floor with difficulty, then raised his head, and what he saw was another picture of the unbearable weight in his life.

"Kunji-kun, are you alright?"

The face that is almost very similar to myself looked down from the bed, kneeling on the velvet quilt with knees together, one hand supporting the knee, and the other hand resting on him. The back of the head, and this posture just makes his line of sight... align with the opponent's chest that has been unbuttoned by three buttons. The looming gully that belongs to women has a fragrance that appears and disappears from time to time, making Gang just want to say "" It's okay." The young man froze there, unable to move.

But in this world, there will never be the most tragic, only more tragic.

As the male protagonist of a juvenile manga, you must always treat this world that rapes you anytime and anywhere with an attitude of enjoyment. The unbeatable spirit of Xiaoqiang is an essential weapon.

But the young man who has long been accustomed to the Spartan education of ghosts and big-headed babies, who has nothing to do, and who is struggling every day on the verge of death in the mafia world, still feels that he wished he had never been born in the face of the current situation. in this world.

Because in such a delicate environment, he heard an extremely familiar voice.

"Judaime! I heard your voice just now! May I ask what happened...?" The voice came from far to near with the chaotic footsteps, and after arriving at the door of the bedroom, Prison Temple. Faithful Dog. Hayato The young man stumbled out the words he hadn't finished asking, he really didn't know... how to face the current situation.

Judaime and...a woman, to be precise, a woman in disheveled clothes, looking at each other's fragrant, shoulder, small, exposed, crisp, chest, half, exposed appearance, originally thought that she should rush up with a bomb The woman in front of him who was disrespectful to Judaimu was blown away, but he just couldn't make a move. For some reason, he just couldn't make a move.

Perhaps it was because the other party's flaming eyes and the flame of death on his forehead looked almost the same as his Judaime.

...Or maybe... For a 14-year-old boy, this kind of temptation from an adult is enough to make them at a loss.

"Prison, prison temple master?" On the other side, the white rabbit boy who was bullied by himself ten years later was almost in tears after seeing him. You should regret that your innocence was ruined like this.

However, after catching a glimpse of the other party's face that was three points redder than his at that moment, the hard-pressed Mirai Judaimu felt that the latter was more likely.

"Yo~ Hayato from ten years ago looks so cute." After seeing the figure appearing in front of the door, she was taken aback for a moment, but then the strange yet familiar young face came into view.Sure enough, distance can only create distance. The boy in front of him who is only nearly 1.7 meters tall, no matter whether he is compared to the 175-meter guardian of the haze girl on his side, or compared to him who is 185 years later in this world. It was the 14-year-old boy in front of him who looked much more cordial.

"Hey, hello, prison temple, slow down, A Gang's bedroom is in front," there was another sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and the next second, another familiar face appeared at the door. After this chaotic situation, even though Takeshi Yamamoto is still the experienced Guardian of the Pengelie Rain who has experienced ten years of wind and frost, he is still stunned, "Don't run around...ah."

This heartless and ungrateful world...why do you treat me like this...Q口Q

At this moment, the future ten generations who are struggling have only this idea in their minds.

"But the baseball idiot...why is there...she in the chief's bedroom?" The silver-haired boy who had been standing aside suddenly came to his senses after hearing the other party's words, then turned his head and pointed Tsunakichi-san, who hadn't put on her pajamas yet, asked Takeshi Yamamoto ten years later, "Could it be... Mrs. Judaime?"

After remembering the picture he saw just now, the boy suddenly remembered that if the other party was really Mrs. Judaime, wouldn't he be... It was so disrespectful to bother Judaime and Mrs. Judaime.

"I'm so sorry! Judaime!" After imagining scenes of grievances and hatred in his mind, the boy knelt on the ground with a swipe, then lowered his head and apologized like a loyal dog, "Madam, please forgive me for being rude! "

"Well... that's not the case, Yuji, don't be so nervous..." Takeshi Yamamoto, who was standing on the side ten years later, obviously calmed down before him because he had lived ten years longer, and then said, "Tsuna Yoshi Sang's situation is a little bit special."

And here, Tsuna Kichi-san, who was deeply hit by the title "Mrs. Judaimu", let go of the white rabbit boy who was bullied by her and was about to cry. With his slender legs, he stepped from the big bed to the ground in one step. , with bare feet stepping on the cold and reflective floor, it seems to have a different kind of beauty.

"As for me, I'm not Mrs. Judaimu," the tendaimu bracket girl of Pengelie, who felt that her majesty as the chief (zong) leader (gong) was provoked by the title "Mrs. Judaimu", took three steps and two steps. Arriving in front of the silver-haired young man kneeling on the floor, he squatted down slowly, stretched out his thin white right hand to caress the other's silver hair, "I'm the genuine one, and I'm sure you can replace it with fake ones. Judaime, Sawada Tsunayoshi."

The silver-haired boy who was so startled suddenly raised his head, and saw the pair of maple-leaf-like red pupils and the warm orange flames of the sky burning between his foreheads, the emerald green eyes constricted uncontrollably, Nervous speechless.

This person... is really Judaime.

It was clearly the opposite, she was a girl, but he never doubted the authenticity of what the other said.

That soft and warm feeling like the big sky cannot be deceived.

"As for Mrs. Judaime's position... so far it's still vacant. If you're interested, do you want to compete for it? Huh?"