Swapped Peng Lie

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The voice from the depths of my mind was as calm as ever with inexplicable sarcasm. I was used to it, but at this time there was always a guilty conscience that I couldn’t tell whether it was guilt or something, so Tsuna Kichi also Just curled up in silence.

Deep in his consciousness, Mr. Pineapple frowned.

The always smart young man guessed what the other party has experienced or what he knows by relying on his understanding of Tsuna Kichi, who has been separated for ten years but has not changed in the true sense, just by rolling his eyeballs. The (?) illusionist first just folded his arms and snorted, and then didn't comment on the behavior of the boy who suddenly looked extremely well-behaved.

"It seems that you already know," his voice came from next to his ear, obviously it was just a voice from his consciousness, but Tsuna felt that the other party said it as if he was in front of him, close to his ear.

He had to shudder unconsciously.

However, the other party didn't seem to be holding on to it - although judging from his understanding of Liu Dao Mu, it is more likely that the other party will save it until they can face each other, but now they have finally escaped. .

"Then—" He tried to change the subject, "Please, please..."

"Ah, of course." The other party answered his question uncharacteristically, "Since you have asked me so sincerely, of course I will help you,"

It wasn't an illusion, that person was really right next to his ears, and the boy who was pulled into his consciousness at this moment was scared back a few steps because of the sudden approach.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

An Ran sat on the chair that appeared according to his own will, and Liu Dao Mu even had the leisure to conjure up a cup and drink while watching the embarrassment of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Haven't you even forgotten my name after ten years of absence?" He sighed decently, "It really is a dirty mafia."

... No, don't start mocking the entire mafia at every turn, the mafia is very innocent like this!

"What a naive idea."

"Yes, yes," he stood in front of the other party again, and sat down on the chair given by Liu Dao Mu, "Then, what is the conclusion?"

Liudao Mukuro muttered something about the evil mafia again, and raised a hand to support his cheek.

No longer teasing Tsuna in a good mood that he hasn't seen for a long time, the young man's lips opened and closed, giving the answer the other party was looking for.

"As you entrusted me, I tried it." He drank his black tea calmly and spoke again after seeing the calm and frantic expression of the person in front of him, "Congratulations——your lady didn't betray you. "

Even though he knew this, Tsunade still breathed a sigh of relief.

But there's more to it than that - "So, she..."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet." Liudaokuo said, "But unfortunately, she didn't accept Peng Lie's mission as you expected and went undercover in the Sneka family."

"Control bombs—you should have heard of this, right?"

"The one produced by the Estoraneo family?" Because he knew all about Estoraneo's past under various influences, Tsuna quickly thought of what the so-called control bomb was, and he was also It was because this understanding made him frown, "Didn't that kind of thing stop production a long time ago?"

Before he finished speaking, the person sitting opposite laughed kufufu.

Well, the person in front of him still has a lot of rumored possession bombs that have been discontinued.

In any case, this news made Gangji frown.

It's not that he doesn't know the function of the control bullet, so he is even more worried about Julia at this moment.

"But—" he pondered for a while and said, "Since you told me face to face... it means that things are much more complicated than it is now, right?"

He raised his head, his face was calm and his tone was warm, and those eyes that were praised by countless people were so clear and fascinating that he stared at Liudao Mu, "Is there anything else that I don't know happened besides this news—— Muku? "

The face of the person who was asked became a little strange. Although he had seen this guy's cheating intuition many times and his decision (guessing) strategy (measurement) ability under the addition of this intuition, Liu Daoku still secretly snorted. .

Before he could speak, the quiet face of the young man in front of him had already relaxed, changing into an expression so soft that one could easily bully him.

If he can get started, this person can even pull his sleeves and act like a baby.

——The boy who had been treated like this in his childhood with the shell of a boy thought without any grudges.

It's really troublesome... So he said that all the mafia in this world should be wiped out by him.

As always, the young man who was wrong in his words took a look at the young man who was really holding onto the corner of his clothes, and lowered his tone without even noticing it.

"This time, I will sell you a favor," he said indifferently, as if he was giving a candy to the boy who was staring at him. "In the consciousness space of your lady, I obtained the memory of the liar." valve."

"—Yes, as you wish..."

"Tsuna!"

Liudao Mukuro's voice was interrupted by someone, Tsunayoshi suddenly opened his eyes, the tutor had already left his original seat, and stood on the table in front of him.

And he was leaning against Skuvalo next to him, and when he looked at him blankly, the other party frowned fiercely.

"Is it the enemy..." Instead of continuing to stare at the stupid boss who seemed to know nothing, Scovalo turned his searching gaze to the more convincing Reborn.

Looking up and down at the boy who fell asleep while talking, Reborn raised his chin and nodded Tsunayoshi, "Whether it is or not...just ask Tsuna."

Only then did Tsuna realize that in the eyes of the tutor and Skuvalo, he suddenly fell asleep while talking with them.This kind of situation is too rare, except that he is really asleep, people have to think about whether it is a means of attack by a spiritual enemy.

"No, no, no, no," Tsunaki waved his hands, thinking that the partners should at least know about each other's existence—this is the only way to prevent the tragic story of their own people stuffing their own people into prisons from happening again.

So he scratched his head and said, "It's Muku... Didn't I ask him for help before? Now he just came to tell me that the matter is over."

"...I'm specifically talking about this matter" Skuvalo looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, come by the way to express condolences to me who has disappeared for a long time"

The indescribable gaze was projected on himself like this, Tsuna scratched his head pretending to be ignorant, and gave the duo in front of him a silly enough smile.

Just fool around.

At least in front of Reborn—although his tutor seems to know everything, but as long as he doesn't make it clear, he must still be willing to cover up for his cute little disciple in front of Kudaime.

Well, probably.

And Scovalo...Scrovallo will know what he's done sooner or later.

And, even if he knew, he wouldn't blame himself.

The young man with small plans in his heart began to think happily.

"That's a really unpleasant result,"

He vaguely saw someone wearing a windbreaker standing in front of his bed, that person was against the light, so he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

But how could he not know who the other party was?

So he laughed, although it was just a smile of facial muscles, but it somehow involved pain in his whole body.

"Mr. Marvin..." He whispered, as if he was the nameless illegitimate child who was bullied by others, full of gratitude and admiration for the person who rescued him from the mud.

"Ah, ah, Master Jie Nuo, why are you like this." The other party still had that weird tone. If Jie Nuo could have just walked away a few days ago, he laughed now under consideration.

"Help me," he grabbed Marvin's windbreaker hanging by his side, his fingertips were almost white, "please help me, Marvin...Uncle."

"I can't bear your uncle, Master Jie Nuo."

The touch of the clothes slipped from his hands, Jeno opened his mouth, and only saw the figure of the other party leaving in his blurred eyes.

A smile finally appeared on the pale and fragile face after the click sounded at the door.

[I don't like you. ]

[But—I will always help you. ]

He remembered what this person had said to him, and finally smiled after closing his eyes.

"There is no one in this world who will always help you."

The person who said this was sitting across from Tsunayoshi, and the uncharacteristically well-behaved boy who was sitting like a quail blinked and counterattacked quite straightforwardly—"What about you, Skuvalo?"

He asked curiously, "Won't you help me too?"

"Of course I - no! Don't change the subject!" The man almost stood up and threw himself in front of Tsunaki and shook him, "We're talking about your illusionist! Don't try to change the subject, you know, stupid boss!"

Tsunayoshi looked helplessly at the man waving his arms in front of him, but within half a minute he raised his hand again—"Skuvalo, I have a problem!"

Skuvalo, with a mouthful of foul words stuck in his throat: "...say."

"I've cared about it for a long time," he said with clear eyes, looking at the person in front of him as if looking at the whole world, "Skuvalo's hand...is it the latest hobby?"

"--ha!"

After almost being accidentally killed in Varian's castle by his loyal subordinates, Tsuna finally learned that Skuvalo's knife, which looks like decoration but is not, is not a decoration. thing.

At that time, Tsunayoshi was squatting on the seat, nibbling on the small apple that the other party used as a demonstration to prove that his hands were not (...) decorations.A group of reliable subordinates calmed down on their own and began to tell that during the ten years since he disappeared, he realized his lack of strength and began to travel around the world and challenge famous or unknown swordsmen, and finally won the title of "Sword Emperor". experience.

Gangji couldn't help clapping his hands.

"Hey! What's your expression!"

"Hmmm, do you think Scovalo's expression is really powerful?"

Scovalo couldn't help but frowned, "Hey..."

"What?" Although he asked Tsunaki like this, he straightened up, crossed the entire coffee table, and gently hugged his partner who had fought alone during the ten years he was not there, "Although it is a bit late now, but,"

"Sorry, I'm back."

You are no longer alone.

Scovaro.

He said so.

The short-lived warmth is naturally the time to get back to the topic.

The most important question will not be forgotten by the keen Mr. Shark even if he interrupts. Therefore, under the impatient expression of the other party, Tsuna Yoshi still fully explained his acquaintance with a certain Mr. Illusionist.

Although it is necessary to go back to the time when he was still young, but when talking about it, Tsuna has a feeling that the memory of that time is still vivid.

"Anyway, that's it," he scratched his cheek, "Although Mukuro always talks about destroying the Mafia, the Mafia is still fine now."

He concealed the latest version of the other party's statement that he wanted to seize his body to unify the Mafia in order to achieve its destruction. When he looked at Skuvalo, he looked like a child who wanted to play with a friend but was considered bad by his parents. Children separated for small children.

Scovalo couldn't bear to look directly away.

But in the end, he agreed to Tsunayoshi, who is really a "child" for his age now.

——Although it doesn't matter whether he agrees or not.

In short, the young man who had passed the level of partner (nanny) (nurse) smacked a small smile, and was quickly suppressed by worry.

"Actually—" He frowned and said to Scrovalo with a cold expression, "I have one more thing to tell you."

Infected by his rare seriousness, Skuvalo also frowned and leaned over. Tsuna's expression moved, but the next words were interrupted by a knock on the door.

He sat back - "Come in, please."

It was Hayato Gojiji who came in.

The boy frowned calmly when he saw the situation in the room, and then his eyes became brighter when he touched Tsunayoshi who asked him.

If you compare this boy to a cat or a dog, no matter which one he is, he must be the type whose tail is constantly wagging.

When thinking like this, I couldn't help laughing, Tsuna Ji looked at the young man who obviously had something to say, and his eyes unconsciously brought a kind of gentleness like an elder.

This is actually a very strange scene.

A man who seemed to be young was sitting on a seat by the window in the room. In front of him was a thick desk, on which were piled high piles of books and documents that seemed to have never been reduced.And he was wearing a black suit like an adult, with a gentle smile that only belonged to the elders, smiling and looking at the boy who looked about his age at the door.

A sense of interlaced time and space arises spontaneously.

However, none of the people in the scene noticed this slight disharmony, and Hayato, who had reacted, coughed and stepped forward again after regrouping.

"Master Jiudaimu, please go to Vongola's headquarters when you are free," he brought the words to him neatly, and paused unnaturally when he continued with the next sentence.

"—Is there something wrong?" Tsuna asked patiently.

The gray-haired boy pursed his lips, and finally lowered his head, "Yes, in fact, my aunt, Joliet Cronin, passed away this morning... because the closest people around my aunt are me and my sister ,so……"

Maybe I need to ask for leave to go back and take care of one or two.

The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and before the prison temple Hayato had time to react, he felt something hugging him.

what is that?

During the ten years that this person was absent, he had recalled countless times how it felt to be in his arms with his back.

Although he was the type whose whole body was immersed in darkness, when he thought about it, all he could think of was the feeling of warmth like sunshine.

It felt like the feeling of his mother pretending to be a piano teacher when he was still a child playing on the lawn in the sun. The feeling of the warm sun shining on his body made him even a little drowsy.

He heard someone whispering something in his ear.

But I don't know why, but I can't hear it clearly. There is a feeling of something wet and greasy crawling on the face. When I suddenly realized it, I realized that I was crying in such a posture of throwing myself into the other party's arms.

Ah, it turned out to be me.

He thought so in a trance.

It turned out that I, who was so unbelievable, cried weakly in front of the respected adults.

After finally calming down and crying in a mess, it was almost like the prison temple Hayato who had returned to his childhood state. Tsuna had to tidy up his clothes (change a set of clothes) and then went to Vengley's headquarters.

In fact, now he said that he was in Varian's headquarters, but this range still needs to be preceded by the word "temporary".

Varian's temporary headquarters, established one month after Sawada Tsunayoshi disappeared, stood beside Vongola's headquarters.

It is the kind of distance that can be reached in a short walk.

And although it was said at the time that it was to help the assassination organization that had lost its leader, no one knew whether it was for surveillance or what, except for the person who made the suggestion.

Gang Ji refused the car offered by his subordinates, and walked slowly in the direction of Pengo Lie alone.

A rustling sound rang in his ears. Pengele's headquarters is located in a certain mountain in Italy, so the surrounding area is mostly forested.On the way from Varian headquarters to Vengley, there are also many poplar trees that almost reach into the sky, and the gray-brown trees are scattered here and there, slightly swaying with the wind coming from nowhere.

No one could have imagined that Pengelie, who has a great reputation in the other world, would be placed in such a quiet mountain. Tsuna skillfully crossed the mountain road that hadn't changed much in ten years, and a castle with a simple and simple appearance appeared in the past. in front of myself.

Something that could probably be called a feeling of closeness to homeland suddenly rose in his heart when he walked into the castle.This feeling became more and more heavy as the footsteps deepened, and finally calmed down when seeing a certain figure from behind.

"ciaos," only the person who said this knew that his palms were almost sweating.

The old man standing on the balcony turned around slowly after hearing the voice, and raised his hand towards Gangji.

"Good afternoon, Tsuna." With a gentle smile that was completely inconsistent with his godfather status as before, he handed a mobile phone to his adopted son whom he hadn't seen in ten years before talking to Tsunayoshi.

"I'll talk about the rest later," he said, "It's just in time, Mrs. Sawada is very worried about you."

"It's not the behavior of a gentleman to make mother worry so much."