[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

Listening to Prison Temple speak Italian is a treat.

His voice is very contagious, deep and magnetic, without a trace of youthful stubbornness and irritability.Perhaps it was because he was speaking his mother tongue, his expression was always generous, and his eyes were inadvertently tinged with a bit of tenderness.

The ending point of each sentence always rhymes just right, with the charm and elegance of an Italian man.

He said that as the succession ceremony approached, everyone's studies would be temporarily delayed.This is how he finds time to teach himself Italian.Although there is no way to leave school, he will show up at the door of the classroom on time every day.

This gradually became a moment that Qing looked forward to every day.The silver-haired boy leaned against the door and closed his eyes peacefully, his long eyelashes casting a quiet shadow on his eyelids.

For her, compared to Yamazaki, Kikuji is someone she is more familiar with.In this prison-like dangerous school, it became a ray of dawn that broke the silence.

The sun-drenched classroom melted into the peacefulness of twilight, and the clouds outside the window pushed the light and shadow through the gap, and handed warm orange into the window, hitting the empty classroom.

"Idiot! What have you learned in the past few years!" Prison Temple scratched his hair, finally lost his composure, and his expression began to gradually collapse.

"Italian is your mother tongue...you don't know anything about me." Ah Qing pursed her lips a little aggrieved, ignoring the other party's madness.

"What does this mean!" Prison Temple opened a notebook, pointed at a word at random, and cast some fierce eyes on Ah Qing.

"Hmm... this..." Ah Qing held his chin in distress, and frowned.

"Damn it—why did I say it to teach you Italian!" Guisi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hands with a headache, gritted his teeth anxiously, and looked at the troubled A Qing.

In fact, Ah Qing has already learned it well, but in the eyes of the prison temple, making a mistake is a mistake, and what he can't bear is that the person in front of him is like an idiot who makes a mistake in the grammar that he thinks is easy to understand.

Ah Qing couldn't help knocking his head on the book in frustration, and lowered his hands naturally, expressing his sense of powerlessness.In fact, the prison temple is good at teaching. Compared with Yamazaki, the prison temple that spent his childhood in Italy knows some things that she doesn't know.Even though she said so, she finally saw that the calm prison temple was still the same as before - she didn't know whether it was because she was really a poor student or because his temper had not changed, but the furious look was the same as it was a few years ago .

"How can you be loyal to Pengo Lie after you are like this?" Gui Si poked the table again and again with the pen, supported his head with the other hand, and glanced at Ah Qing with his impatient gray-green eyes.

"I think, at least ordinary communication is okay...If it's not possible, just...speak English?" Ah Qing replied sarcastically, with a flattering smile by the way.

Although she is sometimes annoyed by how the prison temple gets angry with her at every turn, she still has something to ask from him, and she should be grateful for the other party who volunteered to teach her.

"You..." He moved his Adam's apple, feeling a little annoyed.

"Don't be angry. I will study hard!" Ah Qing saw that he seemed to be having an attack again, her tone softened again, and she folded her hands in front of her body, as if humbly receptive to teaching.

Prison curled his lips, and the toughness in his eyes softened a little. He casually put his hair behind his ears and continued to spread out the notebook with various key points annotated.

Ah Qing straightened her lips, looking at the incomprehensible letters like worms crawling. She could recite them fluently when they were taken apart, but when combined, they became incomprehensible.

"Hey——! Are you still learning?" Prison Temple turned his head away, and raised his eyebrows that slanted into his temples in dissatisfaction, as if he was a little impatient with the girl in front of him who was lamenting that there was nothing.

"I said... when will I be able to speak as fluently as you, Prison Temple?" Ah Qing tilted his head and made an envious expression, with a pair of clear eyes upturned mischievously, sliding across blurred arcs.

Prison Temple hastily turned his eyes away, a pair of bright eyes drifted away and turned his head away, and murmured in embarrassment: "You just need to study hard..."

"What are you doing with this expression? Am I hopelessly difficult to teach?" Ah Qing looked at him with a somewhat uncomfortable look, and looked at him doubtfully with his face in his hands.

"Whispering—!" He turned his head ferociously and roared back aggressively.

Ah Qing blinked helplessly, and didn't bother with him.After all, in her opinion, although the young man in front of her has grown up and has matured a lot in dealing with people, she still feels immature for some reason.This fierce look at every turn has really not changed at all.

"Okay, okay, really stop making trouble." She looked at the prison temple for a moment, then lowered her head and combed her hair casually, and raised her hands in surrender, "Respected teacher prison temple, please continue."

Prison Temple snorted softly, picked up the pen in his hand and began to circle around.

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"Master? Master?"

Prison Temple suddenly regained consciousness, watching the passing scenery gradually stop, and the familiar castle was seen through the greenery.

"Here we are." The attendant opened the car door, lowered his head humbly, waiting for his action.

He nodded his head pretending to be calm, and got out of the car with his slender legs.

When night falls, the castle is brightly lit, and the bright light shines on the cold courtyard, and the white roses look extraordinarily clear under the golden splendor.

He strode into the living room, looking at the familiar figure already sitting there.

"You are finally back, Prison Temple."

"Mr. Reborn? Why did you come?" Prison Temple was a little surprised, and quickly ordered his servants to serve tea.

"Ah, I heard that you have brought the news to Ah Qing." Reborn's petite appearance sitting on the huge sofa looked very cute, but the serious expression on his face took away the weirdness of the contrast.

Prison Temple nodded, waiting for Reborn's next words.

"I heard that you are teaching her Italian." Not a question, but an unquestionable affirmation. Reborn took a sip of the unusually tangy coffee, and opened his mouth lightly.

"Ah... yes. That stupid woman will..." Thinking of this, Prison Temple couldn't help feeling a little angrily.

"how is the progress?"

"...To be honest, I'm doing pretty well in my studies." Prison Temple closed his eyes, rubbed his tired eyes once and for all, and his tone remained respectful.

He did admit that Ah Qing's language learning is progressing fairly smoothly, at least there is no problem with ordinary conversations on weekdays.He knew this very well, but he still couldn't help but get angry at her, scolding her for using bad words here and there.

"I've already told Ganga. She will be dispatched to Japan after the succession ceremony." Reborn put down the coffee cup in his hand and quietly placed it on the table.

"So soon...?" Prison Temple hesitated for a moment, looking at Reborn in confusion.It stands to reason that during the inheritance ceremony, all family members should gradually get on the right track and formally take over the family affairs.Sending Qing to Japan at this time, is it...?

"Ah, that's right. Skylark will definitely not be willing to stay in Italy for a long time. In the past few years, he has also established an underground discipline consortium as he knew at the beginning. I think Qing should be useful in the past." Reborn After a pause, there was seriousness in his eyes, "Sending her there is more suitable for confidential work than showing her face here."

"But, but...she should be...?"

"Let her come back after she has had enough training. But during this period of time, I will not let her have leisure time. Just like you, as long as there is a task, I will take it out." Although Japan is not as good as the situation in Italy Sinister, but at least Reborn believed Skylark would train her well enough.This is also something he has always believed in since he came back from the future.

"By the way, do you feel that something has changed in Ah Qing?" Reborn remembered something, and cast serious eyes on the prison temple.

He rested his head on his chin, lost in thought.A faint red flashed through his mind suddenly.

"Ah... It seems that she looks different..." His expression suddenly became serious.

If it weren't for Reborn's point, he might not have figured out what he has been paying attention to recently.Every time I saw Ah Qing, although his expression didn't change, he always felt that something was different.

Reborn let out an "oh" and fell into an eerie silence.

"I heard that her test scores are good. Anyway, I'll leave the language to you. Goodbye." Reborn thought for a moment, broke the delicate silence, and jumped off the sofa.

Prison Temple hurriedly got up to send Reborn away, but he still didn't understand the problem just now after he watched Reborn's figure disappear. What did Reborn mean when he said... different?

He leaned on the soft sofa again and sank his body into it.Close your eyes, it's full of Ah Qing's appearance in the empty classroom before.

"Huh? What does this sentence mean?"

Ah Qing pointed to the beautiful flower font on the notebook, and asked a little puzzled.

This notebook was given to me by Shugo Yamazaki before, and it is said that he compiled the sentences by himself.But since the arrival of the prison temple, she no longer needs the professor of Yamazaki, and she apologizes very embarrassedly for this.

After all, sorting out the key points is also a labor-intensive thing, and it is spontaneous.I don't know how much time I have bothered the other party.

Ah Qing never paid attention to this sentence, looking at the beautiful handwriting, she couldn't help mumbling.

"where?"

Prison Temple twitched the corners of his mouth and swept his gaze over.His expression froze, and he frowned slightly.

"It's the first time I've noticed this sentence." Ah Qing raised her cheeks in doubt, and looked at the prison temple with asking eyes.

"Vorreistaresemprevicinoate..." The tip of the tongue gently touches the palate, and then sweeps across the bottom of the mouth.The slightly hoarse voice is particularly pleasant in the twilight.

"What do you mean?" Ah Qing tilted his head slightly, Twilight hit the amber eyes like crystal clear gems, flowing with clear light.

Guiji raised his head, staring blankly at the flaxen-haired girl who seemed to be merging with Xihui.Those who murmur in a low voice don't know whose intention it is.

"I want to be with you forever..."

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The day after tomorrow, I will be a new promotion... I feel very nervous/w