I have special resignation skills

"Mao..." Jun hesitated.

Shino pulls the worried Tsuna-kichi who lives beside her.

She intermittently said with difficulty: "Can you...leave first."

Watanabe Jun saw the girl's face clearly when she raised her head. He raised his hand to stop the girl's actions, but his arms were hugged by the Hitachi courtyard twins: "What are you doing?"

The twins smiled and whispered in his ear at the same time: "Chun, don't you understand this yet." Zhen Xu doesn't want to see him now.

Chun calmed down. As the successor of the Watanabe family, his temperament is not like that of a high school student of his age.

The reunion with his sister after a long absence caused him to have a gaffe that he hadn't seen for a long time, and he only reacted after being reminded by the twins of Hitachi-in, which is really bad.

Seeing that Chun didn't go after Mao, Huan became anxious again: "Hey! Mao..."

He ran a few steps, and the supporting figure of the girl had disappeared into the crowd.Looking around, he didn't see that touch of gold again.

"Chun!" Huan turned his head, and swallowed the words he wanted to blame Chun after seeing his cold face.

Under the warm summer sun, Watanabe Jun ran out from the garden and hugged Anais, he raised his face and said, "Wow! Are you scared! Are you there?"

"Mom?" The little boy looked at his mother strangely, and he let go of her arm.

He walked around in front of Anais, followed Anais' line of sight, and saw a black car driving towards the road.

He grinned and pointed at the car, turned his head and smiled and asked his mother if this was his father's car.

tick.

Tears that were slightly cooler than the temperature of the skin fell on his face, followed by an embrace that was as cool as tears. The woman hugged him tightly, her arms strangling her only starlight.

Anais' soft arms are like powerful vines wrapping around him at this moment, and the dodder clings to him, afraid of being abandoned.

Huh?Mother……

The boy accepted this somewhat suffocating hug without knowing what to say, and he gently stroked his mother's trembling back with his hand that was still holding the rose that he had just picked off.

The roses bloom beautifully, on the child's tender palm.In an instant, it fell to the ground, stained with mud after the rain.

"I'll go back first. I'm sorry for Huan today." Chun said to Huan with a smile, with an apology for missing the appointment mixed in and out of his tone.

Without waiting for Huan's answer, he opened the door and left the busy city.

In the distance is Chun Feigang, she still holds in her hand the candied haws bought by Banghuan, which she calls "common people's snack".

Her beautiful eyes reflected the fireworks that exploded in the sky.

Chun Fei's face was so beautiful that even a man's kimono couldn't stop her. She handed the candied haws drenched in sweet syrup to Huan.

"Start setting off the fireworks."

Fireworks made with projection technology and hidden speakers have an unreal aesthetic.

The moving crowd stopped, and the right sound in the ears matched the fireworks' lift-off--explosion.

Some people clasped their palms together to make a wish, lovers made another vow, and friends held hands in amazement.

"Everyone is amazing." Chunfei said, "You can actually make such an exaggerated thing."

A romantic scene, a girl you like, a space where no one bothers you.

Putting on the fox mask next to the head, the empty right hand quietly approached Chunfei's hand: "Let's make a wish too."

Pull... pull it!The fox mask concealed the blush on her cheeks.

Chun closed the heavy door with a decent smile on his lips.Wishing on false fireworks, this kind of thing can only be done by Huan.

Damn, he lowered his eyes, now go and find out what happened.

Asked for leave from the class teacher, Chun called the driver of Watanabe's house.

The picture outside the car window kept flying backwards, and the sun was shining brightly outside. Chun, who had just come out of the lantern festival, felt a sense of trance and unreality. He pressed down on the window, hoping to let the invisible flying wind refresh him.

"Huh." He sighed, his eyes sharpened again.

"Go and see grandpa, he seems to be in poor health recently, which is very worrying."

"Okay, Master Chun." The driver replied.

The young master is really filial. After the chairman and his wife divorced, he still cared about the head of the family, and would visit him in the hospital from time to time.Perhaps because of this, the Patriarch chose Young Master Chun as his heir.

"Thank you." Chun smiled at the rearview mirror.

"No, no, no." The driver has served Watanabe's family for many years, the chairman is the same, and the young master is also the same. Watanabe and others are always so humble and polite. Tears welled up in his eyes, "My honor!"

Watanabe Jun turned his head away. He didn't choose to lean on the seat comfortably. The curves of his side body were stretched into a straight line. This was his usual posture when facing unfamiliar people.

Mr. Watanabe likes to be lively, so he was not admitted to the private hospital of Watanabe's family.When Watanabe arrived, he was playing chess with his patients under a tree.

The stone bench is covered with a warm buckskin blanket.Shuichiro Watanabe is an elegant old man with glasses. He held up the chess piece and put it on the chessboard without thinking too much.

The person opposite laughed loudly: "Watanabe, Watanabe, I am willing to admit defeat."

"Accepted." Shuichiro Watanabe raised his glasses, his old fingers were covered with calluses.

The sunlight transmits mottled images under the tree through the leaves. Watanabe Jun approached, the grass was soft, and his leather shoes almost made no sound when he stepped on it.

The waiter helped the old man to sit in the wheelchair, and they left, leaving two long marks on the grass that were crushed by the wheels to indicate their whereabouts.

Shuichiro Watanabe ignored Jun, he played chess by himself.

After a while, it was just a round, before he said unhurriedly: "What's the matter this time."

"Grandfather." He nodded, his expression a bit embarrassed, "Can you tell me, where is father now?"

Shuichiro Watanabe closed his eyes as the breeze brushed his white hair.

In the distance, children visiting their families were playing, and the ball bounced in their hands. Shuichiro opened his eyes and looked at them lovingly.

"Do you miss Mao?" he said suddenly.

Chun clenched his fists: "What do you mean?"

In the past eight years, whenever Chunyi mentioned his sister's name, Shuichiro would severely reprimand him and warn him.

Even when he went to France to accompany his mother, when he heard Mao's name, Anais would cover his mouth in horror, looking for something in the room with only the two of them in fear.

Now it's the person who cut off the source of Mao's news and said these words, isn't it too ridiculous?

"I know you resent me, but the Watanabe family doesn't need a weak successor. Of course, I'm not as cold-blooded as Kazuhiko. Compared to me, he is more like my father. My father...that is, your great-grandfather."

Cold blooded, father?Jun knew that his father was not as amiable as he appeared on the surface, but Shuichiro suddenly described him like this, and Jun still couldn't connect the two.

"It's far away. Sure enough, people can't grasp the key points when they are old." Shuichiro started to tidy up the chessboard, his hands paused, as if he remembered something to be happy about, and said with some relief, "The thing your great-grandfather admired most is Kazuhiko. Now, I suspect that he even wants to directly declare his grandson as his successor, bypassing his own son."

Shuichiro shook his head and sighed: "Oh, let's stop talking."

A green leaf fluttered down, just twirling in the teacup.

Shuichiro gently took out the leaf and threw it on the ground, he changed the topic suddenly: "...with Kazuhiko's style, Mao's life these years probably would be worse than death."

"What..." Chun stepped forward excitedly, just in time to step on a wet leaf.He even held Shuichiro's shoulder tremblingly: "Father, he..."

Shuichiro shook off his hand, revealing the look of scolding him in the past.

The kind old man at the beginning no longer exists, his black eyes hidden under the glasses are foggy: "It's because I expected too much from you."

He said word by word: "Go back."

"No, grandfather...me."

The bodyguard next to Shuichiro blocked him, and the former turned his head and continued to look at the children playing in the distance.

"I see." Jun took a step back, bent down and bowed deeply to Shuichiro.

Jun left, but he didn't notice that Shuichiro's gaze was fixed on his back.

The white-haired old man raised his hand to signal the butler to lower his body, and he whispered a few words in the butler's ear.

Chun's figure gradually disappeared from his field of vision.Shuichiro stood up and stomped the leaves into the soil under the turf. He looked up at the old camphor tree illuminated by the sun.

Jun Watanabe, with someone he wants to protect, how can he not grow up.

In the dessert house specially opened for students and teachers at Yinglan High School, the greatest discipline committee member of this century caught two students who violated the rules.

"Hey! Don't you take school discipline and rules seriously!"

There was a huge drop of cold sweat on Tsunayoshi's forehead, would anyone really call himself the greatest... and he could only think of the "greatest disciplinary committee member" and so on, the protection god Hibari-senpai.

The girl in front of her was wearing a senior school uniform, her delicate curly hair was tied into two high ponytails, and her face was red.But it's not because of shyness, but because... She finally caught the student who broke the discipline!

The girl clenches her fists in front of her chest, her eyes sparkle, she will definitely become better, and then successfully marry Senior Chunfei!Um!

The Disciplinary Committee member was a little flustered, and she was immersed in fantasy.

Gangji tiptoed towards the door.

The girl tripped Gang Ji, pointed at him and said, "Where are you going?"

"No no no!" Tsuna quickly moved back until he reached the wall.

Mao put the last bite of dessert into her mouth, she put the metal fork on the ceramic plate.

It is right that eating something sweet will make you feel better, she nodded silently.

Reborn didn't even look at Tsunaki who was blocked next to him, he drank his last sip of tea, ignored the tears in his students' eyes, and walked slowly towards the door, reminding Maou to leave quickly during the process.

Why did the disciplinary committee member who appeared suddenly just stare at him? Tsunaji looked at Reborn pitifully, clutching his shirt with his fingers helplessly.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

"Be careful!" he yelled hoarsely.

The boy flew forward and threw the girl to the ground, and the ground where they were originally was suddenly cracked.

The crack was bottomless, and there was the sound of small animals crawling and touching the ground.

fast. "Crack clack clack clack."

The sound became louder and louder, and a finger protruded from the crack. The finger was black and purple, and the burnt flesh was attached to the phalanx.

What is this thing? Gang Ji seems to have lost control of his body at this moment, lying on the spot in a daze.