【27all】Captive

"Good morning, Judaime."

"Good morning, Aang."

"Good morning, Hayato, Takeshi." Tsunayoshi smiled and said good morning to the two people waiting for him outside the door, and at the same time quietly avoided someone who was trying to get close to him and was hiding in the dark.

"Stop messing around, Muku." Sensing that someone who was unwilling to give up wanted to struggle to the death, Tsuna poked his waist smoothly.

The indigo mist dissipated, revealing the tall figure of Rokudo Mukuro with a loose braid behind his head, "I've been discovered."

What, Gangji rolled his eyes in his heart, obviously he didn't hide it at all.

Ignoring the two people behind Tsunayoshi who were looking unhappy, Liu Daomu leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "I'm leaving, wait for me to come back."

Gang Ji rolled his eyes in his heart: "You have already left, so you came to tell me, it is completely meaningless, okay?"

"Whether it's your height or your braids, you don't hide it at all - deliberately let me know that this is an illusion." That is, even if I don't agree with you to do this, you will not change.

Liudaoku blinked, and said aggrievedly: "Well... no matter what, you must miss me."

Gang Ji turned his head, with an impatient look of being disgusted: "Okay, just go if you want to go, what are you doing with so much nonsense."

"Wow! What are you doing!"

"Put down Judaime!!"

"Gang!?"

Caught off guard and being held high, Gang Ji looked at Liu Dao Mu who didn't play cards according to the routine with a dazed expression.

"Have you had enough trouble, Liu Dao Mu?"

Gang Ji was really upset this time, and called him by his full name directly.

"Unless you say you'll miss me, don't let me go!"

...exm?

"Are you a child, Mukuro?"

Tsunade, who was mentally devastated early in the morning, rubbed Liudaokui's pineapple head angrily, "Okay, okay, I will miss you."

Everyone could hear the reluctance in his tone, but Liu Daoku let him go contentedly, as if he didn't notice it.

"Then I'm leaving."

When he was completely gone, Gang Ji looked at the direction in which he disappeared and said softly: "... Please have a smooth journey, Mr. Mu."

When he turned around, there was no trace of worry on his face, and he skillfully comforted the two who were about to start the Shura field mode: "Okay, let's go."

"Judaimu!?" Kiyoji was still about to say something, but Tsunakichi's finger was pressed on his lips.

"Hush—" He gestured to silence, and looked at Lan Shou, who was blushing unnaturally and quieted down obediently, with satisfaction.

"Good boy."

【Aren't you going to stop him, Gang? 】

The long-lost voice rang in his mind, and the sea of ​​consciousness that had been chaotic due to lack of care became alive again.The huge cherry tree in the center is blown by the wind, and the cherry blossoms are falling all over the ground.

The footsteps of Tsuna who was walking at a normal speed in the outside world gradually slowed down until they stopped.

He grabbed Takeshi Yamamoto who wanted to ask something, and whispered: "Take me, it's okay."

She closed her eyes, covering the pupils that suddenly turned golden.

——He hadn't seen Yan for a long time, so he couldn't wait.

【You're awake, Yan. 】

Tsunaki's figure appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, intertwined with the young man who came up and had the same appearance as him.

【That's great. 】

But he avoided answering that question.

[Did you forget, Tsuna. 】 Yan Han smiled and looked at him.

[Our thinking is interlinked. 】

[I just, kind of want to hear what you have to say. 】

Tsuna suddenly felt that the frequency of his sighs had increased exponentially recently, he let go of his hand, and then turned around.

[I can't stop him - you understand, right? 】Gangji took two steps forward and raised his hand—flames of seven colors rose up.

[Reality, illusion. 】

[Illusion, hallucination. 】

[Uncertain fog. 】

The indigo flame finally stopped at his fingertips, burning faintly.

【I know what he wants to do, so I can't stop him. 】

[It's that family, right? 】

[The Montaros family. 】

[The family that killed you. 】

【...Ah, that's right. 】

Yan hugged him from behind, and a similar temperature passed from him.

[No matter what, I will always be with you. 】

【Me too. 】

A wet kiss was softly printed on his cheek.

--split line--

"Relax, Wu."

When Tsuna Yoshige opened his eyes again, he realized that Yamamoto's hand had already held his without knowing it.The wide palm almost encloses his hand in it.

I don't know if it was nervousness or something else, his palm was hot and humid, which made Tsunaji, who was a bit of a clean freak, feel a little uncomfortable.

Gang Ji frowned, and moved his fingers: "Wu, don't do this."

Is it already their standard to push forward?

It was the same in the past, climbing up the pole, getting an inch is the habitual small measure of those restless people, relying on him not directly refusing, it is also a common thing to sneak into his room in the middle of the night.

So much so that he later learned that if he wants to live a more comfortable life, don't be so hypocritical, and when it's time to refuse, he has to refuse.

——And, consider their ideas?

nonexistent.

——Continue to divide——

When the teacher Xiao Zaoqian entered the classroom with a smile on his face, Gang Ji suddenly had a weird and ominous premonition, and this feeling reached its peak when Xiao Zaoqian stepped onto the podium.

"Today, there will be another transfer student in our class."

...Ah, the transfer student must be someone I know again.

He rubbed his forehead with quite a headache, and then lay down on the table and lamented his unhappiness.

"Student Zecheng Liu, please come in."

! !

willow! ?

How could it be him?

Tsuna stared wide-eyed in astonishment, looking inexplicably cute.

"Wow—" The door was pulled open.

The boy with long blond hair walked in slowly, causing strange ripples in his movements.

The whole class fell silent, except for Tsunaji, everyone stopped moving.

Time was frozen.

"You're still like this, Liu." Gang Ji didn't look surprised, he said lazily, "What's the matter this time?"

The blond boy showed a strange smile, "The timeline has been changed."

"This kind of trivial matter is not worth your trip."

Gangji looked careless: "What about the flag?"

"It was also completely cleaned up. I thought it was right, because it is the pillar of the world over there, and the butterfly effect brought about is enough to offset the malice of the big universe."

"I didn't do anything."

"Next, as long as you complete the ring battle, you can be sure."

"Will that be too" bullying them a bit?

Zecheng Liu didn't pay attention to his words, but continued on his own: "You must complete the ring battle, you know, Tsunayoshi?"

There was a vaguely dangerous look on his face, and a dark color flickered on the crimson fox at the corner of his eyes.

"I know, I know." Gang Ji grasped his hand that was constantly loosened and clenched, feeling a coldness.

Unaware of his strange state, Zecheng Liu calmed down, and he stroked Tsunakichi's soft hair: "This is a good boy."

He turned back into that fox-like man again—the young Sawashiro Ryu stepped back from his original position, then raised his hand—

"Snapped!"

Time began to flow again.

Tsunayoshi looked thoughtfully at Sawashiro Liu who was introducing himself on the stage, and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Liu's state seems to be not right.

Is there something that I don't know about.

—TBC—