[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

xanxus really worked hard, at least he passed the second exam, of course I'm not sure if this has something to do with my threat to send him to Latin dancing if he fails next time.

The number of times he came over for dinner has increased.

But he was picky. To put it simply, this person has a salty mouth and refuses to eat things that are too sweet. For example, he refused to be a taster for my previous meringue cheese tart.Of course I ended up tying him to a chair, breaking apart the cheese tart and stuffing it into his mouth, forcing him to eat one.

The result, of course, was that he went straight into impotent rage again.

This time he was pissed for a week, like a puffed pufferfish, until I gave him a pair of Talbot pistols for his tenth birthday.

That dead old man in Talbo, he said that he would help me make something if he asked me to find something, but he didn’t say anything if he asked me to find something. He said that he would let me go to his studio when he had time. look for him.

Oh, think too much old man, I may not be free even if you are free.

It's very embarrassing to say, and when I heard that he didn't do it for me for free, I just wanted to buy a doll for xanxus to make do with it, and don't give him such violent things as pistols/guns.

Boys, just play with dolls and learn what love and peace are.

As a result, Talbo did it for me just by talking about himself, and he also had the face of "trash Vengley agent, tricked me into doing a white job, I will quit the old man", whoever you learn from of?Is it Pengel's ninth generation? !

I understand now, you Peng Lie are all such faceless guys.If you want to face in Pengo Lie, you can't survive.

Xanxus, who was only ten years old, was holding a weapon he couldn't handle yet, showing the expression that a boy of this age would have.

Ah, this kind of longing, with that kind of moving little look in the eyes of "the senior who has always looked down on me and deliberately played tricks on me"... a little... um...

No, don't look at me that way, it will take away a lot of the fun from me.

"Use it well." I stroked his hair, thinking that this brat's hair has become thicker recently, and it's getting colder, so I should enroll him in a few more interest classes.

He gritted his teeth holding the gun case.

My hair volume is still going off on a daily hoarse alarm.

However, I still occasionally care about the progress of Yokohama next door. It is said that some interesting incidents of "the ancestors turned into evil spirits and returned from hell" happened, but it was actually settled by Mori Ogai, which really disappointed me.

Talbot asked me several times, overtly and secretly, when I could come to his studio and chat with him about what he was looking for.

I was really annoyed by him, so I found a time when there was no regular meeting and ran to find him.

As soon as he entered his studio, there was a moldy and rotten tech house smell blowing his face.

Talbo struck a match, tremblingly lit half of the candle on one side - at that moment, I felt that he was going to shake his hand suddenly, and then burnt the design draft next to him.

This guy is said to have served Vongola I when he was King Vengley I, and his appearance at that time was similar to that of now, so how long did he live?

"Ah... ah, wait a minute, Agent Pengelie, I have a lot of things here, and it takes me a long time to find them... Strange, I remember I put them here." Talbo scratched his head, Holding a candle and rummaging in the drawer, I sat and waited.

In the huge room, only the candle in his hand is the light source, making the whole room like an old horror story.

"Ah, found it."

Just when I was about to lose patience, he finally found what he was looking for in a pile of old manuscripts full of bookworm corpses, mold and damp, and the smell of unprocessed brown paper.

Talbo blew on the dust on it, and then shook the few strong kraft papers lightly.

Wow, this thing looks a bit old.

"What the old man wants you to find is what's on this paper."

I took out the gloves from my pocket and put them on, then took the papers from him. The things on them were a little blurry because of their age, and they seemed to be at least hundreds of years old.

"What is this?" I frowned.

"The portrait on kraft paper has been transcribed for several versions. It should have been engraved on slate at first—later, with the popularity of paper, it was transcribed onto more convenient paper." Talbo didn't seem to intend to make a long story short, "When I worked for the family of the first generation, I also hoped to find these things with the help of their power in the first generation - the secrets passed down from generation to generation in my family... My family has lived a long life for generations, and history can be traced back to the beginning of human civilization. When the dawn comes, let's talk about..."

"Let's make a long story short." I raised my head from the paper blankly, "If it weren't for the fact that this thing is an antique..."

"The drawing on the paper is something made by my ancestor. He was the earliest and most intelligent gold carver in our family. In a certain year, because of a flash of inspiration..."

"Grandpa Talbo! I beg you to cut the long story short!" I covered my face.

"...Why are young people nowadays so impatient." He complained, "In the first life, I listened to everything I said seriously."

"You want me to tell? You want to tell me that what is drawn on the paper is a very dangerous weapon that, when shot, 'Bang!' The earth is going to explode. Is it?"

"No, it's quite the opposite." He said with a straight face, "The things drawn on the paper can give people extremely powerful powers that can rival gods."

I look at him.

He looked at me.

"Oh." I nodded.

"...Don't you have any feelings?"

"I think Vongola's natural disasters are very close to the power of the gods." I answered truthfully.

"No, it's not the same kind of thing," Talbo complained.

"So what exactly is this? From the outside, it looks like six arrows with different patterns." I stared at the kraft paper in my hand, "My intuition tells me that this is not a good thing."

"These arrows can trigger people's superpowers, and the more mentally powerful people are, the more they can control them. On the contrary, human beings with weak mental powers can't trigger superpowers, and they can even lead to infection and death." Talbo said. He came to me and took the blueprints, "These things have always been with the ancestors, but later the ancestors discovered that these things can only invite endless crimes and scrambles, so they hid them."

"Since it's hidden, why do you have to look for it again? It's unnecessary?"

"I hope to destroy them." Talbo said, "I thought that Vengley I was the one who could destroy them without hesitation, so I asked him. But until now, I still haven't been able to find them. Now, I've met another person who I think can destroy them without hesitation, so I'm going to ask her."

"Don't give me the pressure I can't bear at this age." I complained, "Since you want to find it, you have to give me some clues, right?"

"The last trace of our ancestors disappeared in Egypt, so guess...it should be in a tomb or ruins in Egypt." He answered lightly.

The corners of my mouth twitched.

"Old stuff."

"Ok?"

"Do you know how many tombs there are in Egypt?"

"Um......"

"Don't add unnecessary workload to me, you old man!"

"In one of the tombs of Egypt"--how he had the audacity to say that!No wonder I didn't find it in my whole life. The country of Egypt is a country built on tombs!Who knows how many relics and tombs are sleeping in this land, you actually gave me such a general statement!

"No, Deputy Kudaime." Talbo cleared his throat, and coughed as if trying to hide his embarrassment, "You have to believe in 'gravity'—arrows and capable people will attract each other..."

"I'm not sure whether I believe in 'gravity', but now I believe that I can't help but smash your dog's head at any time." I complained with empty eyes.

"Why do young people treat old people so badly..."

It was you who treated me badly first!

Once again, if you want to face, you will not be able to survive in Pengo Lie.