Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Thinking about it now, what Yan Zhen said at that time did have some influence on him.

Since then, he never took the initiative to approach his subjects, such as Takeshi Yamamoto, Ryohei Sasakawa, and Kyoya Hibari.

That was after he went back and Sheng went to elementary school.

It seems that because of what happened in Italy, the sister deliberately led him to immerse himself in her own world.

"Ah Gang, as long as there is me."

This is what his sister often said to him.

He knew what his sister was thinking, it was just that he didn't want him to get in touch with her target, but it was nothing, he didn't plan to get in touch with other people in the first place.

Sawada Tsunayoshi is a drawing genius, but difficult to approach, is a gloomy guy.

This is the evaluation given to him by his classmates when he was in elementary school.

This is also the result he deliberately caused.

He doesn't want to touch anyone anymore.

However, perhaps due to the deliberate arrangement of world consciousness, he and Yamamoto became classmates when he was a child.

Compared with his gloomy painting genius, Takeshi Yamamoto, who is a baseball genius, is simply two extremes with him. He is bright, sunny, and approachable. He mingles with the male students in the class and is very popular among the female students in the class.

only......

Liu looked at the brown-haired little one sitting alone in the seat and drawing.

At that time, he just felt a little strange, and always felt that this bright-looking classmate seemed to be different from what he showed.

So I took Yamamoto as a new observation object without authorization.

I'm so sorry.

Liu didn't realize that at this moment, he felt a little apologetic at this moment.

Because of the previous incident, he didn't take the initiative to approach Yamamoto, nor did he deliberately observe, but only observed when Yamamoto came into his sight.

Although the efficiency is a bit slower, this way will not disrupt Yamamoto's originally peaceful life.

However, what he didn't expect was that the painting he drew while observing would be seen by himself.

It was during a free activity in a physical education class that Yamamoto, who was playing baseball, accidentally hit the baseball to his side.

In the painting, he didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all, and he didn't even notice that Yamamoto, who ran over to pick up the baseball, saw his painting.

However, what he drew that time was another look of Takeshi Yamamoto that he thought after observing.

Yamamoto, with calm brown eyes and no smile on his face, sat on his seat and looked at the heavy rain outside the window with his chin propped up. He seemed to be in two worlds with his classmates who were fighting fiercely around him.

That was a side of Yamamoto that never showed. In reality, Yamamoto should be chatting with his classmates instead of looking out the window alone, and it was still raining.

There will be heavy rain outside the window, just because at that time he felt that rain was very suitable for Yamamoto.

After that, he was entangled by Yamamoto at that time. He didn't understand what Yamamoto was thinking at all, and he always came to him, whether it was after class, or to form a team in class, or to go home after school... .

He always followed him with a hearty smile, even if his classmates who had a good time at first stayed away from him because he met the gloomy guy who was rejected by the class, even if he just focused on drawing and didn't respond at all.

It's just that this didn't bother him too much, after all, he had tried it in Italy when he was followed by a small tail.

Yamamoto was just curious, and he would naturally leave when he got impatient, just like Prison Temple.

That's what he thought at that time, but he didn't expect this curious time to be much longer than expected.

Yamamoto's existence is like drizzle, moistening things silently, different from the prison temple that used to remind him of his presence with fiery eyes even without making a sound, and made him get used to the existence of the little tail behind him unknowingly.

When he was painting, Yamamoto practiced his swing next to him. During lunch break and meal, he listened to Yamamoto sharing interesting stories about playing baseball. When he was in school, when he needed to form a team for some activities, he didn’t even need to ask the monitor. Put them into a group... But he doesn't like to team up with strangers, so he acquiesced to this subtle tacit understanding that he didn't know when he started.

I don't know why Yamamoto followed him enthusiastically even if he didn't give any response, even if he just watched him draw.

Obviously, after being discovered by himself that time, he never drew any paintings related to Yamamoto.

Obviously, he only responded politely when Yamamoto was talking to him. Even if Yamamoto was inexplicably depressed because of baseball, he was just saying a few words of comfort based on the book he read for the prison temple. follow him.

Until now, Liu's couldn't understand Yamamoto's thoughts.

How could he have thought that in his own eyes, it was just a polite response, but in the eyes of outsiders, he who has always been withdrawn, only immersed in his own paintings and completely ignored others, would only respond to Representative Yamamoto wearing something.

No one knew that the brown-haired little guy was actually very talkative, and no one thought that if the brown-haired little guy wasn't fully immersed in his painting, no matter who he was, he would respond politely. Of course, no one had tried it.

The others who had judged the little brown-haired kid as a solitary genius at first glance didn't want to try to contact him at all.

Except Takeshi Yamamoto.

If it is said that the time spent in Italy was his happiest, although in fact it was only a time when his emotions fluctuated a little more than other times, then the time he spent with Yamamoto at school was the time when he was the happiest. It was the happiest day he had ever lived.

There is no need to bother him, my sister is busy with her own business, and she is probably looking for Skylark at that time, and there will be no disgusting human experiments or being hunted down by hostile families, let alone trying to take care of herself and not caring about herself Safe children.

You can draw what you like, don't need to receive inexplicable treatment, just immerse yourself in your own world, and you won't be said that the patient is forcibly pulled out of your own world.

The peaceful life day after day, like the calm rain, washed away all the negative emotions he felt when he was in Italy.

It is not Lan who is too enthusiastic but unstable, not illusory fog, but warm rain.

It's just that the peaceful life didn't last long,

The turning point was at dusk when the sunset dyed the sky red, because Yamamoto was going to participate in the activities of the baseball club, and when he came home from school alone, he met someone who always liked to pick on him, and Yamamoto beat him several times and refused to give up. gangster.

That day,

The brown-haired kid with almost zero force value who could only crouch on the ground with his drawing board in his arms and get beaten up met an incomprehensible aloof cloud.

Since then, the peaceful life has gone forever.