Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

No matter how much Scaru refused, he still walked towards the nearest door step by step under the threat of Colonello and the persuasion of the wind.

"Then, I'll go too." After Feng finished speaking to Colonello, he walked to the door on the right.

"Okay." Colonello looked at Lal, and his tone was much softer than when he was facing Scaru just now, with gentleness, "Be careful too."

"Hmph." Lal blushed and turned his head, "I'm still talking nonsense, you should take care of yourself first, don't always be so careless."

"Okay." Colonello chuckled, waved his hands and turned to the front door.

Lal was slightly distracted looking at Colonello's back, then he immediately reacted and walked towards the remaining doors unnaturally.

So far, all the children of the rainbow have been separated.

Somewhere in the old castle, in a dark room, there is a huge tank filled with green liquid at intervals. Thick chains spread from the ceiling and are tightly tied around the tank. There are chains hanging down into the liquid from above.

If Liu Daoku is here ten years later, he will definitely recognize that these tanks are the ones he has soaked for ten years.

Around the room, the huge display screen was divided into 7 small screens, which played the situation on the side of the Rainbow Son, and now they have entered different doors.

Sitting in front of the screen was a small figure, he was a member of the Dangerous Clan code-named Six.

The light from the screen was the only source of light in this room. Liu's figure was the same as that of the cursed Rainbow Son, with a large black cloak on his body, and he could faintly see the black suit under the cloak and the black pacifier hanging on his chest.

The pacifier is tied with a chain, and if you look carefully, you can see a very small orange flame burning in the middle of the pure black pacifier, as if it will be extinguished in the next moment.

The overly wide black cloak blocked most of his face, but it could be seen that the lower half of his face was covered with a white bandage.

This outfit is very familiar, this is the outfit of the Avengers.

"This time... it should be successful." The immature voice came from under the cloak, without any emotional fluctuations.

Behind him, in one of the jars, indistinct blood dripped from the iron chain that had spread from nowhere, before disappearing into the green liquid.

Except for Vento, only Youni knew about the actions of the Rainbow Son.

"Vento, are you really okay?" Youni's blue eyes were full of anxiety, but in order not to worry everyone, he could only force himself to be calm.

"Ah, it'll be fine." Vento sat at the table, frowning and fiddling with the machine parts on top, as if he had encountered some difficulty, "Whether we can succeed this time depends on their choice."

"Choice?" Yoni mumbled the word over and over again.

Vento paused for a moment, put down the parts in his hand, and looked out of the window, his purple-black eyes were deep, and his voice was low after camouflage.

"They have to succeed."

Ten years later, in the lounge of the Vongola branch, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was guided by Hibari Kyoya to upgrade the Vongola ring, slowly woke up.

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the luxurious but extremely familiar ceiling, his brown eyes were still dazed.

"It's like the branch where I lived after the Bailan war." Sawada Tsunakichi murmured.

"That's because it's the same place, stupid gang." Reborn kicked open the door from the outside, without infinite power, and without lifting the curse, so he still looked like a baby.

In the world ten years later, there is no such thing as the lifting of the curse.

"Re, Reborn..." Tsunayoshi Sawada struggled to get up from the bed, the smile on his face made people angry for no reason.

"Judaime!" Before Reborn could say anything, the surprise voice of Hayato Gokuji, who came to visit regularly, interrupted him.

"Are you awake?" Gokuji Hayato rushed to the bed, stretched out his hand, trembling slightly, as if he wanted to help Sawada Tsunayoshi up, but he was afraid that it was just a phantom, and it would change back to its original shape when touched.

"Hayato..." Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his head slightly, seeing Hayato's uneasiness, smiled lightly, and put his hand on Hayato's hand, regardless of his trembling for a moment, with his Li Dao sat up.

Hayato Gokuji felt the cool temperature in his hand, before he had time to think about it, his body had already moved first, he subconsciously supported Sawada Tsunayoshi, and then arranged the pillow so that Sawada Tsunayoshi could sit on it.

Letting go of his hand very naturally, Sawada Tsunayoshi leaned to his left on the pillow, although his face was pale, but his gentle smile reassured Hayato Gokuji.

Judaime...is back.

"I must be hungry after sleeping for so long. I just woke up and can't eat too greasy food. I'll go to the kitchen and bring over the porridge. Judaime, please wait a moment." Hayato's voice was trembling, and he muttered quickly With that, he rushed out without giving Tsunayoshi Sawada any time to react.

In order for Pengelie Judai to eat warm porridge as soon as he woke up, the kitchen was fired 24 hours a day under the order of Jushi Arashimori...it was already ready.

After Hayato rushed out of the room, he met Takeshi Yamamoto not long after, but it was different from usual. Hayato completely ignored the existence of Takeshi Yamamoto and went straight to the kitchen.

Takeshi Yamamoto was stunned, looking at the back of Hayato Gokudera leaving, he thought of a possibility.

"Could it be..." Takeshi Yamamoto's eyes widened slightly, he turned his head and walked quickly towards Sawada Tsunayoshi's room, his footsteps gradually accelerated, and then he ran in the corridor at the fastest speed until he saw the wide open door. door.

Takeshi Yamamoto held on to the door frame, panting heavily, and clearly heard his own accelerated heartbeat.Originally, this distance would not consume his physical strength, but for some reason he only felt weak all over now.

"Awu."

The familiar voice, the familiar smile, the eyes that seemed to be all inclusive as before, his big space, sitting there, in front of his eyes.

Takeshi Yamamoto's breathing gradually stabilized, and he slowly relaxed, with a hearty smile on his face again.

"Yo, Gang, good morning."

"Uh..." Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the clock on the wall, feeling a little helpless, "It shouldn't be morning, Wu."

"Ahaha, what does it matter?" Yamamoto Takeshi crossed Sawada Tsunayoshi's bed, walked to the window, and put the sword on his back aside, where it was within easy reach, then pulled the curtains aside with a swish, and opened the window .

The fresh air mixed with the smell of soil blows in with the breeze, the sun is just right, and the blue sky is still clear without any haze.

Takeshi Yamamoto took a deep breath and turned to look at Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"The weather is nice, isn't it?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the scenery outside, felt the sunlight coming in from outside, and his eyes gradually became comfortable.

"Ah, the weather is fine."