[Family Education] Jiudaimu Parenting Diary

【Italy Vengley Headquarters】

"Your condition is very bad and you should seek medical attention in time!"

Under the dark secret passage, several key members of the outside consultant organization gathered here for some special reasons. As the leader of the outside consultant, Sawada Iemitsu had some accidents in the previous infiltration mission, and the current situation is really not good. .

"Let's not talk about this, have you contacted them?" Sawada Iemitsu said with difficulty, clutching his abdomen.

"Still not, the communicator of the nine generations of guardians has been in a state of no one answering." Olegano frowned.

"Ha...that's really bad news, how is it possible, they can't be indifferent to such a big matter, unless..." Sawada Iemitsu didn't know what he thought of, and he was lying at the time.

"Unless what?" Olegano didn't understand. She had only been in the outside advisory organization for a few years, so she didn't know more about the inside story.

"No, it's nothing, Moretti show me the information you have obtained these days." Sawada Iemitsu stretched out his hand to his subordinates.

The man with a very unremarkable appearance nodded, and handed a stack of documents into his hands: "Including the Mosca drawings just obtained, that's all there is."

"That's enough. I already know what he's going to do." Sawada Iemitsu endured the pain and took out a photo that had been eroded beyond recognition by the fire from the middle of the paper. It is said that not all of the very precious photos were burned, and the people on them can be vaguely identified.

The youthful-looking Yatsudaime, the leader of the consultant outside the door, the young Kudaime, and... that man.

"I've always wondered, who is the man who looks exactly like xanxus on the picture? Is he himself? But this picture is obviously old..." Molietti asked hesitantly, and he was the one who saw xanxus take this picture with his own eyes. Burned underfoot, no one would do that to a photo of themselves.

"No, it's not him, I'm sure." Sawada Iemitsu turned the photo around, and saw two names engraved on the back of the photo, Timoteo and...

Xanthus.

"...Xanthus, who is it?" Auregano asked.

Sawada Iemitsu: "He is the only son of the leader of the previous foreign consultants, and he is also the heir in line of the ninth generation of Peng Lie, but unfortunately, he has not been recognized by the eighth generation..."

Lalmirch: "Have you failed to compete for the position of leader, that man..."

Sawada Iemitsu: "It can be said that way, but it's not entirely true. Forget it, let's forget about it and contact Dino and the others first. No matter what, we can't let Kudaime act like this..."

Hope to catch up...

****

After a fierce battle, the cloud battle came as promised, and a fierce fight kicked off in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. Like the previous two games, the two sides faced off individually, and the victory of either guardian was the end.

Gramosca's opponent is Hibari Kyoya, but it is strange that Sawada Tsunayoshi, who is the goal of the future ten generations, is not on the scene this time.

Sitting inside Mosca, Timoteo's consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. Accompanied by the sound of huge machinery running, his condition was getting worse and worse. Flames gushed out of his body as if a hole had been broken, becoming a brother. Fuel for Ramosca.

To be honest, he felt nauseous, because Mosca's defective product has a very unstable flight system. During the fight, he would fly horizontally, diagonally, vertically, and spin, jump, and fly like a drum washing machine with his eyes closed. With limited ability, he has improved the bird like this several times, coupled with Sheng Bird King's violent bare-handed Gundam dismantling method, he really feels that the whole person is not good.

It is said that it is everyone's responsibility to care for the elderly. Who taught Skylark's ideological and moral education?

Timoteo admired himself for being able to complain about all these things under such circumstances, but he really had no other way to relieve the pain all over his body.

Maybe God heard his prayer, and he really felt a familiar yet unfamiliar flame approaching him at an extremely fast speed from a distance, and then...

"Grandpa Ninth Generation, are you okay!" The brown hair jumped into the eyes first, followed by the anxious voice of Sawada Little Rabbit.

It was really too much of a stretch to say it was okay, but Timoteo opened his eyes forcibly and took a closer look at the protagonist in this world. He could not see clearly, but he was undoubtedly a cute and kind child.

"Wait a minute, Gang, why do you know that Kudaime is in Mosca!" Seeing this scene, the Vaulting Horse who came over after receiving the summons was extremely surprised.

"I'll explain this later, send grandpa to the hospital first!" The little rabbit hugged his flame extraction device that was eager to drag him away from Mosca.

"I'm not so bad, I'm sorry for worrying you..." Timoteo looked at him with relief, a butterfly that had been released without hope back then unexpectedly produced an unexpected surprise a few years later.

Having said that, the face of the chief of the Ninth Generation didn't seem to be okay at all.

"Grandpa... I... I'm sorry, if I could have found out earlier..." The little rabbit's tears poured down, dripping warmly on his face.

"There's no need to blame yourself, it's my honor to witness your growth with my own eyes, so..." Timoteo took a breath, condensed the last trace of flame in his body on his fingertips, and lightly touched his forehead.

That was his mission, and now he's done it.

As if relieved, the flame at the fingertips was extinguished, replaced by endless sleepiness.

His ears and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, and even the figure and voice of xanxus not far away became blurred. It seemed that he hadn't seen that child for a long time, and finally had the opportunity, but he It's time to leave.

[All of this is neither an expectation nor a prophecy, everything is just an established fact. 】

Cerbero had said this to him long ago.

He thought this was probably the so-called fate.

He can reverse the situation of the Ring War in countless ways, but he cannot change its ending, just because it is set.

For that child, he felt guilty, not just because of a flash of thought back then.

【Timo...】

In a trance, a cold hand touched his forehead with a familiar breath. Timoteo opened his eyes and saw a gorgeous iris tattoo after a long absence.

It's my sister...

【Timo, it must be hard to get along with that kid. 】

If it can be described as hard work, he might not be so tired.

He didn't say anything, but just rubbed his cheek against his sister's hand. This action gave him a great sense of security, and his tired soul seemed to be comforted.

[Timo... Timo... are you still listening? 】

Hearing his sister's call, he nodded slightly, and involuntarily grabbed the corner of her clothes.

When he was young, he always followed behind his sister like this. That back view was so powerful, which made people feel extremely at ease.

[Don't fall asleep, someone is still waiting for you...] she said.

...?

But before he had time to ask who it was, the corner of the clothes in his hand was pulled away. He tried hard to open his eyes, but he only had time to see a leaving figure.

elder sister……

The author has something to say: the protagonist dies, and the whole play ends.

Congratulations to Judaime IQ on the line.

There is a lot of work, and I always feel like I can't finish it...