Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

He met his sister's target because of his "deal" with Sharma's Sharma who took him out to destroy the paintings he had painted.

Hayato the prison temple when he was a child.

In view of the unknown power in his sister, he didn't put in too much effort to find it. Following his sister, he successfully "met" the little piano genius.

And at that time, Prison Lord's mother was still alive.

Prison Lord's mother is a beauty, with long white hair slightly curly and loose on her shoulders, beautiful eyebrows lightly frowning, pale lips lightly pursed, making it difficult to approach.

But at that time, he saw something similar to Nana's mother from Yuji-kun's mother, very warm, the "happiness" that can only be seen when looking at the prison-ji-kun when he was a child.

That is a special emotion called "love".

Extremely rare, an emotion he had only seen in a few people up to that time.

It has to be recorded well.

That's what he thought at the time.

At that time, Prison Lord didn't seem to know that the good-looking big sister was his mother, but thought it was the invited piano teacher.

Although he felt very strange when he heard this introduction for the first time.

Because he often draws portraits of people, he pays more attention to the facial features and some details of people, in order to better draw the characters.

It's just that he didn't care about things that had nothing to do with him at the time.

So when my sister successfully got the favorability of the little prison temple master, and followed the prison temple gentleman to see the big sister, when he also followed behind saw the similar appearance, he was puzzled for a few seconds Still didn't ask anything after that.

After getting the elder sister's consent, I squatted beside them and painted portraits for them.

This incident made him feel regret for the first time later.

If he said it at that time, would the ending be different? Would the two of them cherish each other more? Would Prison Lord's mother just live in the castle? The cure, isn't it...not going to die on the way to the castle.

That was the first time he had an intuitive understanding of death.

That beautiful big sister,

It seems difficult to get close, but in fact he is very gentle. He will patiently answer his questions about feelings, and carefully ask him to hide the truth and not tell Prison Lord's elder sister.

died.

That was also the first time he felt extreme disgust towards a person.

Of course, he, who had been watching from the sidelines, also saw the flash of joy in his sister's eyes when she heard the news of her eldest sister's death on Prison Lord's birthday.

"It's okay, Priest Lord." He heard his sister say this, imitating the habits of his elder sister, gently rubbing Prison Lord's hair, with a smile similar to that of his elder sister, and even wearing a big My sister's favorite dress, "Your mother will always be by your side."

She broke her promise.

He obviously promised his eldest sister not to tell Priest Lord about this matter together with him,

But she said it on the day of the eldest sister's death and the birthday of Lord Prison Temple.

At that time, he finally felt the anger, and he didn't even care about throwing his most beloved drawing board on the ground.

The emotion of anger, like the violent orange-red flame seen on Xanxus that day, completely burned his sanity at that time.

"what!"

This is my sister's voice.

The little one with tightly pursed lips looked much more popular than usual, looking condescendingly at his sister who was pushed to the ground by him, and for the first time, his brown eyes showed emotions other than normal, anger, sadness and disgust, Trembling all over, the little guy clenched his fists tightly, knowing that his state was very wrong, he tried his best not to swing his fist at that annoying woman.

"Hey!" Before he had time to think about it, Xiaoyusi watched in horror as the guy who usually seemed extremely withdrawn and basically didn't talk much would actually do something to his sister, "You, what's wrong with you... ...Wait, wait, let me go!"

The brown-haired little boy who was awakened by Xiaoyuji's voice didn't look at his sister who was pushed to the ground with disbelief, and walked towards his room grabbing Xiaoyuji's wrist.

"Wait, where do you want to take me..."

Xiao BuDian completely ignored the surprised eyes of the surrounding maids and the shy and angry expression of the silver-haired child behind him, and dragged Xiao Yuji to Xiao BuDian's room with an expression of "Young Master and Master Tsuna Ji have such a good relationship".

The little one who was a little shorter stood on tiptoe and tried to open the door with difficulty, but in the end Xiaoyusi who was taller than the little one couldn't stand it and opened the door by himself.

The little one didn't care, it should be said that he was already dazzled by the rare anger and was so angry that he was not in the mood to care about other things at all. He hugged the paintings that had been painted in the castle in the past few days in his room. In front of Xiaoyu Temple.

"This is..." Xiao Gangji, who hadn't spoken for a long time, squeezed out a few words from his throat with some difficulty, "Big sister wants to give you."

With enough time to buffer, Xiaoyusi's body froze, the thought of being barely suppressed because of the sudden accident came up again, and he looked at the paintings almost trembling.

That's what I saw from Tsuna's perspective these days, the scene of Yuji getting along with his mother. His older sister wasn't pictured either, just him and his big sister...his, mom.

The picture of the eldest sister sitting next to him playing the piano together, the picture of the eldest sister watching in the garden wearing the wreath he made with great difficulty, the picture of the eldest sister gently wiping the corners of his mouth when eating together... everything, all,

was well documented.

"There are some more," Xiao Budian pointed to the unfinished words on the other side, and looked at the trembling Xiaoyu Temple seriously, "It's something that Big Sister hopes, but hasn't done yet."

"I haven't finished the painting yet, so I can't show it to you." Xiaobudian blocked his sight when he stared blankly at the paintings in Xiaoyusi. The little girl who had never talked so much said with some difficulty, "But , I will try my best to finish the painting, so, "

"Before I, finish painting, you, have to live a good life," Xiaobudian slowed down his speech, so that Xiaoyusi could hear him more clearly, "Don't, be, mess around, big sister, you will be worried."

That's what Big Sister has been worrying about all along.

her child,

Prison Temple Hayato,

He didn't take his own safety seriously.

"So," the memory, the gentle elder sister stood on the balcony, the warm sunlight shrouded her body, as if exuding a halo, gently rubbing the little brown hair, "Can you help me take a good look at him?"

"You can teach him slowly." At that time, the little girl couldn't understand why the emotion in her words was so strange.

At that time, the big sister didn't say anything else, she just shook her head slightly, her green eyes looked tenderly at Xiaoyusi who was learning how to weave wreaths from her sister in the garden downstairs.

It wasn't until then that I knew what Big Sister meant. Would it be too late?

Liu Qing closed her somewhat dry eyes, covered the position of her heart on her chest, unable to express her feelings, the emotions she experienced in her memories seemed to return to him slowly,

The rationality that has been kept clear was a little confused for a while, and the sudden conflict between emotion and reason,

Kind of... weird.