Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

He still remembers the scene when he met A Gang for the first time...

Here - touch!

It's the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground, followed by a violent crash, followed by chaotic screams, shouts, the sound of bodies colliding...all mixed together, extremely harsh , and disturbing,

Yamamoto frowned slightly, moved his eyelids, and slowly opened his eyes,

"Quick! Call an ambulance!"

"Is anyone hurt?!"

"No, it seems to have been rescued!"

"Awu, what happened over there?" It was Dad's voice.

Yamamoto looked at his father in a daze, his memory gradually came back,

By the way, today is the weekend, he came out with his dad to see if there are any new ingredients, and then...

"Awu?" Yamamoto looked at his son strangely, what happened, why did this kid have such an expression.

"Ah?" Yamamoto came back to his senses, and subconsciously turned around and ran towards the direction that caused the commotion before his brain functioned, "Dad, I'll go and see!"

"oh oh!"

Yamamoto didn't know why he was so nervous, he just felt uneasy, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, as if something very important had happened, and if he missed it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The surrounding crowd is dense, and it is not easy to squeeze in, but Yamamoto can be considered a half-athlete at any rate. Although he was scolded by dissatisfied people after struggling to push through the crowd, he managed to squeeze in anyway.

"This, this is..." The moment he saw the situation on the scene, Yamamoto's face was blank,

This was a very serious car accident. The bus directly hit the railing next to it. The front of the bus was completely deformed. Most of the glass of the window was broken. Clear the situation inside,

But you can hear a hoarse roar from inside that is about to tear your throat. It sounds very immature. It should not be very old, but it is full of determination.

"Quick! Get off here! Don't squeeze!!!"

People in the bus kept rushing down from the bus, looking embarrassed, with blood stained foreheads, people clutching their arms that seemed to have been broken, a woman holding a crying child... ...he knew that there was a "hero" in the car saving others,

But it's not over,

"Hurry up and call the police!" A woman who got out of the car didn't care about her body, and cried to passers-by, "There are robbers in the car!!! Hurry up and save that child!"

"Yuko? Yuko?!" This is an old woman who escaped with the help of a kind-hearted person just now, and her sharp crying kept stimulating people's nerves, "Have you seen Yuko? Is she still alive?" on the car?!"

"No! The front of the car is on fire! You can't get any closer!" Before the police arrived, passers-by who tried to help couldn't get in.

There were screams from inside the carriage, the cry of the little girl, and the sound of fighting...

However, Yamamoto could no longer hear other voices, and his body moved involuntarily, supporting those who escaped from the car, but his eyes involuntarily looked towards the car,

No,

neither,

Why is that person still not coming down?

His heart seemed to be tightly held by something, and the almost suffocating tension kept pounding his brain, and his heart seemed to be about to spit out.

But as if it was a matter of course, the moment that person appeared, his eyes were attracted unconsciously, his brain seemed to have stopped functioning, and those brown eyes were imprinted in his mind at this moment,

can no longer be erased.

Yamamoto's eyes widened slowly, watching a guy in a hood being kicked out of the car window, rolling on the ground a few times away from the bus, lying on the ground as if he could never stand up again. panting on the ground,

bump!

Then there was a violent explosion, screams from my ears, and the sound of wind sweeping around because of the explosion...

Immediately, I couldn't hear anything, my eardrums seemed to be shattered, but it was as if I was deprived of consciousness. I only knew that the brown-haired boy who was holding a little girl tightly in his arms came out of the car window at the last moment. Jumped out, and flew towards him due to the impact of the explosion,

The thin figure was overturned by the smoke generated by the explosion, causing the brown-haired boy to roll around on the ground a few times, and finally spread out on the ground in a state of embarrassment. Then he looked at the sky with an incomprehensible expression as if he had finally completed some mission. The relaxed but full of tired smile,

Unconsciously, he stepped forward and helped the brown-haired boy up. When the ambulance arrived, he let go of his hand and sent him to the ambulance. He watched the comatose brown-haired boy be taken away with some regret.

Yamamoto stood there in a daze, for some reason a sentence flashed through his mind,

How many times did that guy have to repeat to escape with the impact of the explosion but only suffered minor injuries?

This shouldn't be a question that Yamamoto would consider now, and Yamamoto didn't understand the meaning of repeating how many times, he just subconsciously got into another ambulance, because he also suffered some minor injuries in the rescue just now ,

"I think I'm going to the hospital for an examination." It was just a scratch, but Yamamoto looked at the nurse sincerely, making full use of his appearance advantage to successfully get on the last ambulance, completely forgetting that his father was still where he was wait.

When Yamamoto came back to his senses, his arm had been bandaged and he was already sitting in the hospital, not knowing what he was doing.

Yamamoto looked down at his hand, which was wrapped into a rice dumpling, and tried to move his fingers. For some reason, he felt a strong sense of unreality.

"Haha, it's really strange." Laughing unconsciously, Yamamoto put the good hand behind his head, and the word "repeat" in the sentence just thought of flashed in his mind unconsciously, "If it is really If I repeat it, I always feel that I didn't come to the hospital last time."

Probably thinking that this inexplicable idea was a bit funny, Yamamoto grinned and moved his arm, which was difficult to move due to the bandage,

I can't seem to play baseball these days...

Yamamoto blinked, not knowing why he had no regrets at all, and quickly found a new game for himself,

Then take advantage of this time to observe that guy.

The "hero" who saved everyone seems to be from their class, um, it seems to be... Sawada Tsunayoshi?

"You just said...repeat?" There was still a hoarse voice, and it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying. The brown-haired boy walked towards the black-haired boy with a bandage on his hand while holding a cane. After passing by, there was some doubt in the clear brown eyes, and there was also hidden expectation, as if he pursed his lips in embarrassment, "That... Excuse me,"

"Are you... the same as me?"

Yamamoto looked at the brown-haired boy who was holding a cane. For some reason, a strange feeling rose in his heart. The thought that suddenly broke into his mind disappeared in a flash, and his eyes were full of the seemingly clear boy in front of him.

This time, you contacted me first,

Gang.

The author has something to say:

Takeshi Yamamoto: So Tsuna can’t kick me out who behaved normally but Gang didn’t know (?) I was in the hospital at this time (laughs)