The Poisoned Apple of Port Mafia

After leaving Tsunayoshi Sawada's house, Fran always felt that his mind was very quiet recently, as if something was missing.

Fran returned to the place where he lived now, walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, and only realized it when he saw the pineapple juice in the refrigerator.

Master Pineapple seems to have not appeared for a long time.

Fran took the pineapple juice and sat on the soft sofa. He casually picked up the book beside him. For some reason, this book would appear next to him from time to time.

Every time it appeared, he would open it to take a look, but without exception, it was blank.

It is estimated that this time is the same.

Eh?

This time there was something.

Fran took a sip of pineapple juice, and on the first page of the book appeared the portrait of the boy Sawada Tsunayoshi he had just seen.

It's just... why does Tsunayoshi Sawada look more mature in this portrait?

Pretty handsome.

Opening it again, it was a man wearing a top hat whose face could not be seen clearly, but the two curly hairs on both sides of the man looked familiar.

[Oh?What are you looking at? ]

"Master, how many times have I told you not to speak suddenly." Fran put down the pineapple juice in his hand, "But I haven't heard you speak, Master, for a long time."

[kufufufufufu, what's wrong?feel lonely? ]

"Ah, that's not right, I just remembered that I haven't heard your voice for a long time." I still remembered it when I saw the pineapple picture on the pineapple juice bottle.

[......]

"By the way, Master, do you know Pengo Lie?" Fran lay on the sofa.

[…What's wrong? ]

"The task now is to help educate the future Tendaimu of Pengo Lie."

[Oh... this is really interesting. ]

"But it feels a little strange." Fran flipped through the book.

[what's weird? ]

"It's a bit inconsistent." Fran frowned slightly. He always felt that this place was a bit familiar after he came here, but he had never been here before in his impression. Every region of the country leaves traces.

Well, in fact, they just have nothing to do, have money and have no place to spend it.

[kufufufufu, it seems that you are not so hopeless. ] Liudao Mukuro's laughter sounded very happy, as if he was very satisfied with Fran's words.

"Hey." Fran sighed, "Master, do you think you can make your little brother the tenth generation of Vongola? If you kill that Tsunayoshi Sawada."

[kufufufufu, if you can do it, try it. ] Liudao Mukuro's voice became more pleasant.

"However, in a family like Vongola's that has reached ten generations, it shouldn't be just anyone who becomes one casually. Is there a blood relationship requirement? For example, the heir must be the descendant of whoever is so-and-so?" Fran asked. .

The port mafia has not been established for a long time, so there are no special regulations, as long as you have the ability to get the current boss down.

[I have to say, sometimes your brain turns very fast. ]

"It's okay. After all, several games have been opened with this setting, and they have only earned a few hundred million." Fran said modestly, "Remember, Master, you can possess others, right? Then if If you possess the body of Sawada Tsunayoshi, can you justifiably become Judaime?"

[Theoretically it is established. ]

"It seems that Master, you have not succeeded."

[… Fran. ] Liudao Mukuro's voice became serious.

"Ah?" Could it be that he poked the pain point and wanted to get revenge?

[It's time for you to spot the problem too... this—]

Liu Dao Mu's voice stopped abruptly.

At the same time, Fran's spiritual connection with Liu Dao Mu was severed.

"Master?" Fran sat up, what happened just now?

No matter how Fran called Liudao Mukuro, there was no response, even calling Pinele several times in a row, but no one responded.

Fran, who was unable to contact Liu Dao Mu, found another page with a pattern in the book in his hand. This time, it was a man with different pupils, that is, the person who had just cut off contact with him, his master Liu Dao Mu.

Is this what it means to let him light up the illustration book?

However, what is certain is that this book is preventing the master from telling him something, and the content is very much related to his lost memory.

Well…

When Fran closed the book, he didn't see a line of words suddenly appear under the portrait.

[Peng Lie's Ten Generations of Fog Guards——Liu Dao Mu. ]

……

...

"Morning." Fran greeted the listless Tsunayoshi Sawada, "I'm very energetic early in the morning, I can hear your screams in the room." It was really a very sad cry, "I almost thought There are people raising pigs around."

"This is a residential area, how could someone raise it... Wait..." Tsunayoshi Sawada reacted abruptly.

He's saying I'm like a pig? !

After reacting, Tsunayoshi Sawada noticed that Fran was leaving with Libaun in his arms, "Eh? Wait for me!"

"How did you sleep last night?" Li Baoen asked.

"Didn't sleep, just stay up all night playing games, and then go to school to sleep." Fran replied.

"Go to sleep at school, then you have to be careful."

"Why?" Fran blinked, and he looked at the corner of his clothes that was exposed at the corner.

"You'll know then."

"Judaime! Good morning! I didn't expect to meet you on the road by such a coincidence!" The silver-haired boy came out from the corner, and stood in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi with a happy face, "Please allow me to invite you to the school together with Judaime !"

"Kutoji-kun, good morning." Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was taken aback, nodded.

"Obviously I waited there on purpose." Fran tilted his head, "It turns out that this can be said to be a chance encounter, and I learned it." Although he doesn't seem to have any chance to use it.

"Huh? Who are you?!" The exposed prison temple Hayato looked at Fran unhappily.

"He's the assistant I called." Libaun, who was in Fran's arms, replied, "Fran."

"The assistant called by Mr. Libun?" Hayato Gujiji looked at Fran with doubts, "This guy doesn't seem to be anything special..." He looked very weak.

"Don't underestimate him, he is the child who was brought up in the Central Plains."

"Chuya Nakahara...Are you talking about Mr. Chuya Nakahara who wiped out all three organizations at the same time by himself a few years ago?" Hayato's eyes were full of admiration.

A few years ago, he had heard about the deeds of Chuya Nakahara, especially when he heard that Chuya Nakahara was only 18 years old at the time and was able to wipe out all three organizations, causing a huge storm in the European mafia world He also admires Zhongyuan Zhong very much.

"That's right, and he is one of the five major cadres of the port mafia just like Zhong." Li Baoen introduced again.

He is quite satisfied with Fran, after all, there is strength there, and it has a certain 'motivation' effect on the fool.

Fran, who was being discussed, turned his head to talk to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Your little brother looks a little irritable, you have to teach him well."

His younger brothers are all obedient and capable.

"Kugoji-kun is my friend, not my younger brother..." Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his forehead.

"Oh."

After walking to the school together, Fran and Riboun separated from Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others.

"I'll take him to report, Ah Gang, you go to the classroom first."

"It's a bit strange to be taken to report by a baby." Fran tilted his head.

Sawada Tsunayoshi on the side nodded in agreement.

"It's an honor to be brought to report by Mr. Li Baoen!" Hayato Gauriji clenched his fists.

"Oh." Fran looked at the airplane heads with armbands standing at the gate of the school. Is this the characteristic of this school?Airplane Head Disciplinary Committee?It's kind of cool, how about...

"Well, Fran." After realizing that Fran's eyes were on the disciplinary committee members at the school gate, Sawada Tsunayoshi reminded him, "If possible, it's best not to mess with those disciplinary committee members..." After all, Senior Hibari is really scary !

"Don't worry, I'm not someone who likes to cause trouble." F. Only Make Trouble Lan said.

After being separated from Fran and Ribaun at the school gate, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who sat back in his seat, heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't know why he unconsciously became nervous when facing Fran.

However, Fran should not be transferred to their class, right?

The class bell rang, and the head teacher opened the door and walked in. He walked up to the podium, patted the desk on the podium, and asked the students in the class to look at him, "Let us welcome new students."

"...No way?" Tsunayoshi Sawada looked towards the door, and as expected, he saw the green-haired boy walking in.

"It's Zhongyuan Fran, I'm not interested."

"The new classmate looks good."

"It's a different type from Gokuji-san"

"But it seems to be a foreigner?"

"Is it a half-breed?"

"Cough cough, be quiet!" The head teacher patted the desk, "Student Zhong Yuan sit down..." He looked at the position in the classroom.

"Sit here!" The girls who had empty seats around the class waved their hands positively.

"I want to sit there." Fran pointed to the last seat in the row by the window.

That location is convenient for sleeping and skipping class.

"Okay." The head teacher nodded.

After arranging Fran's position, the homeroom teacher started the class.

During class, Tsunayoshi Sawada was deep in thought, kinda sucks...now he has two mafia in his class!

Mr. Fran looks calmer than Mr. Prison Temple, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?

After Tsunayoshi Sawada struggled for a while, he turned around to check on Fran's current situation, only to find that Fran had disappeared in the middle of the class? !

no!This is the first class of the first day!And this time period seems to be the time when Senior Skylark patrols!

Fran, who went from college to high school to the third year to the first year of junior high school, was already tired. He felt that this would hurt his IQ, so he decided to skip classes.

Fran walked in the corridor very naturally. This school was the most modest school he had ever attended. I wonder if there is any suitable place to sleep here.

Fran stood at the foot of the stairs, wondering whether to go up or down.

Finally decided to go up.

As a result, as soon as he was gone, he met a black-haired boy.

"It's class time now." The boy looked at Fran with his long and narrow phoenix eyes.

"A member of the discipline committee?" Fran tilted his head. The young man in front of him didn't have the noses of the discipline committee members he saw this morning. "Where's yours?" Could it be that he was an intern?

Or, is it the chairman?

"Wandering around the school during class time is breaking the law." The black-haired boy said slowly.

"Aren't you too?" Fran blinked.

They are all skippers, isn't it good to tolerate each other?At worst, when you get caught, just report each other.

"Bite and kill." The black-haired boy took out a pair of duckweeds from nowhere and rushed towards Fran.

"Eh?" Fran's eyes widened slightly, and he dodged aside reflexively.

Do all the discipline committee members of this school take action at the slightest disagreement?I should have known that the lop-eared rabbit had come over.