Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

"Then it seems that Liu is fine." Lucky Gang breathed a sigh of relief, his brows soothed.

His situation is different from Qi and the others. His luck is recognized by his world, and has no direct relationship with the Dangerous Clan, so he doesn't feel much about it now.

"It should be like this," Seven nodded, "Since we all recovered, then Six's feelings should also come back."

"But, will this happen when the feelings come back?" In the main world, Yan Zhen was a little hesitant. He seemed to see that Mr. Gangji in that world was crying just now?

"..." Qi looked at Yanzhen, and fell silent for a while, "Maybe,"

"It's just because all the feelings came back at once, so I was shocked."

Seven seemed to say it lightly, but no one could ignore his veiled worries.

Qi's attitude made people in other worlds involuntarily thump in their hearts,

Could it be that they in Six's world have done anything excessive before?

six worlds,

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at Roku, who was crying like a child, wiping away his tears, and almost passed away, with worry and sadness hidden in his frowning brows,

If he hadn't been affected at the beginning...

If he can always be by Ah Gang's side,

that would be nice.

outside the door,

Those who sat or stood in every corner and closed their eyes to meditate all opened their eyes in unison.

"Tut." Skuvalo clicked his tongue in displeasure, of course he also heard the crying from inside,

From the first meeting, this kid is like a doll without emotion, and he will not be afraid to see him and the bastard Boss......

This was the first time he saw or heard that kid crying so hard,

Both Guli Yanzhen and Dino's faces are more or less worried, but compared to Dino, Guli Yanzhen's face may be more apologetic,

The red-haired boy lowered his head, he didn't even know how to face Tsunaji-kun.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of the room where Tsuna was.

Presumably there is only an implicit or direct distinction.

a long time,

Liu finally regained his composure, and wiped his reddened eyes vigorously again,

"Sorry," Liu took the handkerchief that Takeshi Yamamoto handed over. His slightly drooping hair, muffled nasal voice, and somewhat uneven breathing made him look a little pitiful. "Just now, the impact was a bit harsh."

Liu curled up into a ball, because of the venting just now, the whole person seemed a little sluggish, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the brown-haired boy shrank unconsciously into the quilt,

I cried too hard all of a sudden, and now I'm a little cold.

"Gang," Takeshi Yamamoto smiled reluctantly and helplessly, "It's us who should say sorry."

"It's not like that," Liu subconsciously shook his head, buried his face between his knees, his head hurt a little, and he felt uncomfortable.

But he doesn't hate it,

This was the first time he had experienced the feeling of crying.

"I don't blame you guys," Liu's voice gradually weakened, he was a little tired, "It should be that the negative emotions erupted first just now... that's all."

People always remember negative emotions first,

Then the good memories come back,

he knows

The brown-haired boy slowly closed his dry and painful eyes, his body was a little weak, and he lay down slowly on the bed sideways,

Because in the past, he had read psychological books related to emotional analysis.

"Take a good rest, Gang." Yamamoto helped him adjust the pillow, and lifted the quilt again, "No one will disturb you until you wake up."

"Hmm..." The brown-haired boy moved his fingers lazily as if he was about to melt in the increasingly warm and even hot bed, but finally gave up the idea of ​​changing his posture.

too tired,

I don't want to move at all.

Consciousness gradually sinks, and it seems to be floating in the sky, until it completely loses consciousness,

in the dream,

The little brown-haired child hugged his beloved picture frame and walked in the street with people coming and going, and then his eyes lit up when he caught a glimpse of the familiar armband of discipline, and he followed it before the figure disappeared completely. Like a little tail, it fell behind the black-haired child who glanced at him slightly sideways,

Then, the little brown-haired child will slowly return to the familiar street, and when passing by the park, he will meet Yamamoto who is anxiously looking for him, and then they will be in the park with the light brown-haired girl and his brother Play,

arrive home,

Mom has already prepared a delicious dinner. Everyone in Valia wearing black uniforms is a little noisy. Skuvalo and Dino are reminiscing about the past in their own way, although it seems that they are about to fight. But the atmosphere was quite lively. Lanbo, Yiping and Fengtai bothered their father to play. Yanzhen sat by the courtyard and looked at Zhenmei who was playing the ball in the courtyard.

The silver-haired big sister looked tenderly at the little prison temple and Yamamoto Heping, who followed him home, suddenly quarreled, and when she saw the girl pulling beside him, her eyes flashed, and then Smiled lightly at him,

The brown-haired child shyly looked away, and the black-haired boy who had led him before was lying on the roof and blowing the wind.

under the tree,

The shy purple-haired girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she pulled the shirt corner of the boy with a strange hairstyle beside her,

The brown-haired child looked at the boy with different-colored eyes quietly, a warm smile that had never been seen on his face, and the clear brown eyes seemed to shimmer in the setting sun.

"Thank you."

The boy with odd-colored eyes looked at the brown-haired child who was rattling into the room, and his expression, which always wore a mocking smile, was a little softer at this moment, and he closed his eyes slightly.

"Really,"

"Isn't it good to just immerse yourself in a dream like this?"

It's really embarrassing to be so awake all the time.

"Indeed," Fran, who was wearing a giant frog headgear, slowly appeared behind him, and his tone seemed a bit regretful, "It's thanks to Master for constructing such a perfect illusion scene... ..Ah, it's true that every detail is very clear~ really~ worthy of being a master."

"It's a pity that Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't just go along and enjoy the rare kindness of his master."

"Shut up," Mukuro said with a smile on his face, his tone was quite elegant, but inexplicably gnashing his teeth, "Fran."

"But," Coulom looked at the brown-haired child who was holding onto Nana's mother's leg and trying to act coquettishly as if he wanted to order food like a real child, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "Boss seems very happy."

Boss actually wanted to do something that he thought about but failed to do when he was a child.

Therefore,

That's fine,

Even in a dream,

As long as the boss is happy, that's enough.

"kufufufu~" The boy with strange eyes just smiled lightly, stepping into the world that was too warm for him,

"What are you doing, Nagi."

"Collom."

The purple-haired girl looked at the indigo-haired boy in front of her and tilted her head slightly. Her unusually soft eyes urged her softly. The brown-haired boy not far away also turned her head almost at the same time, with a warm smile on her face. reaching out to her,

"It's rare to barbecue together, don't you come together?"

"......it is good."