Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Didn't expect it to turn out like this.

The leaders of all dynasties, who came out to wander around when they had nothing to do, only to find out that they had caused trouble, silently glanced at Decimo, who was sitting on the sofa with his hands on his knees, and was speechless.

"What should we do now?" The first to break the calm was V, who moved the source of all evil in front of Decimo a little farther away.

"How do I know." Yatsushiro glared at them angrily, "Let's talk about who proposed it in the first place."

"I didn't expect Decimo's drinking capacity to be so bad." San Shi glanced at Decimo, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

"Gang, are you okay?" Giotto didn't get involved, walked up to Gang Ji and squatted down halfway, looked up at Gang Ji who couldn't see it at all, but actually his consciousness was already blurred.

Tsuna, who had been sitting obediently on the sofa, seemed to be really drunk, and his reaction was a bit slow. Hearing Giotto's voice, he raised his head slowly, and his eyes began to focus.

"G, Giotto?" Tsuna saw the person in front of him clearly, tilted his head and asked uncertainly.

"Well, it's me." Seeing Gang Ji's different behavior than usual, Giotto was helplessly sure that the kid was indeed drunk, "Are you okay, Gang."

"..." Gang Ji paused for 3 seconds, and slowly reacted, with a trace of water in his eyes, he seemed a little wronged, "Hot..."

"The drink...is not good at all." Tsuna tugged at the tie weakly, but couldn't pull the tie off completely because of his stiff movements, "Dizziness...discomfort... .”

Giotto glanced at Sanshi, and just said that it was the drink that Tsuna had to drink.

"However, after just one sip, could the reaction be so big?" Seventh glanced at the wine glass that was moved away by Fifth, and it was really just one sip, which seemed to be not missing at all.

"No wonder the guardians of Decimo never let Decimo drink." VIII sighed helplessly. It was because Decimo seemed to have never drunk so they were curious about what would happen to Decimo after he was drunk. "However, there is a big difference between Primo and Primo's drunk appearance."

I remember when they were drinking before, the drunk Primo couldn't be more willful, he did whatever he thought of, and slipped out of the ring to play many times, but when Primo's guardians tried to stop them, they usually couldn't resist Primo's handsome tricks. In the end, they will be kidnapped and slipped out together.

"In comparison, Decimo is too obedient." And why is he not as good as when he was 24 after drinking at the age of 14? In my impression, 14-year-old Decimo is not so... er, obedient.

"Hmph, a kid is a kid." Sitting on the other side of the sofa, the second king put his long legs directly on the table, occupying the entire sofa by himself, glanced at the sipped wine on the table, "What a waste. "

"Let him rest first." Giotto supported Gang Ji, "Can you stand up? May I take you back to your room to rest first?"

"Hmm." Tsuna stood up following Giotto's strength, then stumbled and almost fell down, "Okay."

good what good? !Yatsushiro looked at Tsunayoshi, who was being supported by Giotto, dumbfounded. Wouldn't he refuse others when he was drunk?

"Forget it, don't go too far, just take a rest in the room inside." Fifth King glanced at the room inside, as the chief's office, of course there is also a room for taking a break during work.

"That's fine," Giotto helplessly helped Tsuna go to the inner room.

"Since Decimo can't drink, let's deal with it. It's too wasteful to put it here." Sanshi threw the little guilty conscience to the corner in a blink of an eye, and looked at the table. Various types of alcohol came out.Because Decimo's drinking capacity is too poor, and his gulp physique makes all of this useless.

Then these old and disrespectful leaders directly picked up the wine on the table and started to drink. Eight generations did not join them, but just poured a glass and sat next to it. Still, it's deceptive.

Not long after, Giotto, who had been arranged by Tsunaki, also came out to join in. Unlike Tsunaki, Giotto's alcohol capacity could completely drink everyone present except Sivnora II.

The rare time I got drunk before was because I was on the shoulders with Sivnora.

However, Sivnora was not much better that time. Sivnora's irritability rose sharply after being drunk, which made Sivnora's guardians suffer a lot. As a result, only Giotto and Sivnora carried it while drinking. The guardian will do everything possible to pull them apart.

This is really a sad story.

But obviously they can't feel at ease so early.Not long after they started the party, Collom came over with a pile of documents.

Coulom, who was handed in by Giotto after knocking on the door, was a little dazed at the scene in front of him, and stood there bewildered.

"What's the matter with you? Ten World Kirimori." Giotto asked without embarrassing Colum for too long, putting down his wine glass.

"Well, where is the boss now?" Collom looked at the wine bottle on the table and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Decimo's words are inside," Fifth World casually pointed to the room inside, "Just took a sip and poured it down, Primo helped him inside to rest."

"What?!" Colum's complexion changed suddenly, and his voice raised slightly, "Boss is drinking?!"

"Huh?" Coulom's attitude was a bit surprising. Giotto sat with his legs crossed in the position where Tsunaki sat just now. Because of his body temperature, he was thrown aside by the cloak he untied casually, and the tie that was close to his neck was hanging loosely. On the neck, the top button was also undone, revealing the delicate collarbone, "Yes, A Gang's words are drunk, rest inside."

"Not good!" Collom hurried to the door, "Boss can't drink."

"Boss," Collom took a deep breath and lowered his voice, "I brought Mr. Mukuro's work report."

quiet--

Those who were drinking stopped temporarily, watching the development of things with a little curiosity.

"Boss," Colum's face became even more ugly, and he twisted his hand on the doorknob and locked it behind him. "Mr. Prison Temple has something to ask for you."

quiet--

The leaders who began to realize that something was wrong put down their wine glasses, Yatsushiro stood up, and Giotto's brows also began to frown.

"Boss," Collom put the information in his hand aside, the trident was held in her hand at some point, and the sharp end pointed at the door lock, and the mist began to gather, "Master Mukuro and Mr. Skylark are in the garden There's a fight."

quiet--

no response.

It's really strange to hear the news that Yunshou and Wushou are fighting and there is no movement. Giotto couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and walked over.

"Boss," Collom made up his mind, and inserted the trident in his hand towards the door lock, "I'm sorry."

Peng!

The door lock, including the surrounding area, was destroyed, with black scorched marks. Before the flames of the fog dissipated completely, Coulom broke in directly.

Not long after, Collom came out in a hurry, holding a special mobile phone in his hand.

"Immediately start a blanket search, completely blockade Pengelie's headquarters, and activate the first-level state of preparation." Coulom simply issued the highest order to the phone, "Get the Boss back as quickly as possible!"

Collom, who was too anxious, completely ignored the leaders of the past, and ran outside in a hurry.

"Could it be..." Giotto, who had already guessed what happened, glanced at the room.

There was no one on the bed, and there were traces of lying on the crumpled sheets. The windows that were closed when he left were wide open, and the locks on the windows still had traces of being dissolved by high-purity flames... ..

It turns out that there is still a delay? !