Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

Nakahara also looked at Nanchuan Yu steadily. After realizing that the other party's expression was sincere and he had no fear of his own supernatural power, he suddenly remembered what Dazai Osamu said.

Do you investigate your classmates?

Hiss... And hold this place,? Sure enough, it's not easy.

But how to investigate?

Nakahara Nakahara, who had learned torture from sister Hongye, looked at Yu Nanchuan, and felt that it should not be this kind of investigation.

Nanchuan Yu didn't know the dangerous plan in Nakahara Chuya's mind,? He invited Nakahara Chuya to sit across from him, cleared the table and emptied the table.Looking at the sumptuous food on the table, Nan Chuanyu couldn't help admiring, "You guys are treated well,? Do you eat big meals every day? It's really enviable. Of course,? I think it's Aunt Nana who does it." The food is delicious."

"Really?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what was wrong, so he subconsciously spoke his truth.

"Try it,? Try it." Nanchuan Yu said generously as he handed over the lunch box. "Then you can eat some of this too." Zhong Yuanzhong also patted the table, and said quite boldly.

The two sat in an empty classroom, like real junior high school students, sharing today's food.

"This is home cooking."

Sighing lightly, Zhong Yuanzhong also chewed slowly, savoring the food.He suddenly recalled what he had heard from his subordinates, the so-called taste of love and family.

"Haven't you eaten?"

"no……"

Speechlessly looking at the young man whose body is a hat, Nan Chuanyou complained, "Why are you hesitating? Do you need to think about eating or not?"

"Because it feels like there's a difference between eyebrows." Nakahara Chuya shook his head.

"difference?"

"It's the taste of home."

Hearing Nakahara Nakaya's serious explanation, Nanchuan Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, do you think this is a gourmet fan? The kind that will flash golden light again when you open the lid? Of course not."

"The so-called taste of home does not refer to the food, but the place that is called home, the people who are called family members, and what they pay for you. When eating that food, thinking of every move that person made when cooking, the heart is Happiness."

"Ah..." Zhong Yuanzhong pinched the brim of his hat unconsciously, "It's a little hard to understand."

"That's right." Yuu Nanchuan nodded, thinking of Tsunayoshi Sawada who was still calling someone on the bed before leaving, and Aunt Nana who was making breakfast downstairs, "I'm still the lucky one."

Although the two were chatting, they ate at a fast pace.After eating and packing up, Zhong Yuan suddenly said, "You know I belong to the Mafia, right?"

"Yeah." Nanchuan Yu didn't have the slightest surprise or surprise on his face, but deliberately blurred the time, "I was at the station that day, and I stayed in Kanagawa before, and I heard some rumors."

"Did you talk to me on purpose? Then you are also from Pengo Lie?"

Nan Chuanyou shook his head, "No, but there are people I know."

Facing the surprised look in Kami Nakahara's eyes, Nanchuan Yu was a little confused, "Why, your organization still controls the friendship of members?"

Thinking about the character of Chief Mori, Nakahara shook his head uncertainly, but he thought that Nanchuan Yu was just a student, and his friends should not be important figures in the organization, so the control is not strict.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't know that the friends Nan Chuanyou mentioned were not low-level friends.

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For a whole week from that day on, Nanchuan Yu didn't see everyone including A Gang, including two classmates, and even Chairman Skylark's bright yellow cloud bean.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was even slightly relieved when he learned that he needed high-intensity closed training after waking up, but the subsequent high-intensity training used up every ounce of strength of the boy, not to mention the Qisi in the dream, even the dream can no strength to do it

On the other hand, although Nanchuan Yu has a full schedule, a lot of training, and has established friendship with new "classmates", he still thinks about his little friends who don't know what they have experienced.

"Three days after the farewell, you should look at each other with admiration." I really want to know how strong they will become.

"Aunt Nana, hasn't Tsuna come back yet?" Early on the weekend morning, carrying a heavy package, Yu Nanchuan pushed open the door of Tsunayoshi Sawada's house again.

"Xiao Yu is here, but Tsuna hasn't come back yet." Sawada Nana's smile was gentle and natural, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes, "Although it is said that there will be a sumo competition, it is obvious that Xiao Yu can be brought along."

"Hahahaha." With an embarrassed smile, Nanchuan Yu decisively changed the subject, "I still have to participate in the tennis club's training, by the way, Aunt Nana, let me help."

Whoever thought of this excuse is really too bad!

"Then trouble Xiaoyu." Sawada Nana didn't mind, with a gentle smile in her eyes, "Are you going to Tokyo for training today? It's really hard work."

"No, go and see my former head of the tennis department." Yu Nanchuan briefly introduced Seiichi Yukimura of Tachikai University to Nana Sawada, and Nana Sawada's eyes sparkled when he heard it.

"They are really outstanding children, but Xiaoyou, I believe you will defeat them."

Although the bottom of his heart was very guilty, but in the face of Aunt Nana's gentle encouragement, Nanchuan Yu resolutely took on all the pressure, "No problem!"

Hmm... As for whether I can win...

Well... on the tennis court, no one can be sure.

Yu Nanchuan quickly helped Nana Sawada dry a lot of clothes. Obviously, Gang and the others had worked very hard in their training.

Thinking of the training, Nan Chuanyou suddenly thought that it was a little strange that he didn't hear Lan Bo and Yiping's voice today.

"By the way, Aunt Nana, where are Lanbo and Yiping? Where have you been today?"

"Huh? It's like playing in the yard. It's okay, you Fengtai is watching them."

Hearing the explanation, Nanchuan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and noticed that it was getting late, so he left Sawada's house and rushed to the station.

As soon as Yu Nanchuan left, Tsunayoshi Sawada returned home.

Seeing his mother Nana sitting in the yard looking at the clothes drying in the yard, Tsunayoshi Sawada wiped the dust off his face, showing a happy expression, "Mom, I miss you so much."

"It's Ah Gang who's back. Have you had breakfast? There's still some left in the kitchen."

"I've eaten, mom, don't worry." After exchanging a few pleasantries, Sawada Tsunayoshi remembered the news his father had notified before, looked around the yard, and hurriedly asked, "Mom, where are Lanbo and Yiping? Why isn't Feng Tai here?"

"Ah?" Nana's mother looked at the yard suspiciously, "They were still playing just now."

Before Nana Sawada finished speaking, Tsunayoshi Sawada was sweating profusely, running in the yard: "Lanbo~Ippei~Kazeta~"

"Run slower." Sawada Nana looked at her son who ran away in a hurry, showing a kind and helpless smile.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was very flustered. According to the information his father got from the informant, Balian had already detected the authenticity of the ring, and their Lei Shou and troops had already entered the country, so his first goal was obviously...

Rambo!

But where did Lanbo go now?

"It's Brother Gangji." Feng Tai came out from behind the bushes, "Brother Gangji, have you finished your training?"

"Fengta! Have you seen Lanbo and Yiping?"

"Hey, we were playing hide-and-seek before, they were ghosts, and they never came..." The 12-year-old Fengtai was a little entangled, thinking carefully but came to no avail.

"Damn it!" Tsunayoshi Sawada was anxious, frowning and thinking, but his mind was very confused.

"Then, who came here before? Or Futa, do you think they went out?" Li Baoen carefully looked at the position where Futa was staying. It is obvious that the main entrance of the entire Sawada House can be seen here. If Lanbo and Yiping walked Go out and be sure to be found.

"Ah! Brother Yu is here today."

"Xiao Yu!" Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression was in a trance.

So where is Rambo?

In the hospital in Kanagawa, looking at Minister Yukimura who gradually regained his energy on the hospital bed, and seeing the former tennis team teammates who were relaxed in the overall environment, Nanchuan Yu also felt joyful. He waved his hand and opened the backpack, "I give Everyone has prepared a present, a Tokyo specialty!"

"...!!" Nanchuan Yu's pupils widened.

"What, is it D's dessert?" The red-haired third-year senior Fumta Marui approached enthusiastically, and then fell silent.

Seeing this, Nioh Masaharu, who was very curious, stroked his white hair, and moved closer, "Ah... Junior Nanchuan, human trafficking is illegal, puff."

In the empty backpack, Lanbo and Yiping were fast asleep.

Seeing this situation, Nanchuan You had already guessed that the two children probably got into bed while they were helping Aunt Nana dry the clothes.

"I'm sorry, senior..." Nan Chuan Yu's expression was a little embarrassed, "Next time about gifts..."

"Too slack!" The hat was the deputy head of the main body with a dark face.

"Yes!" Nanchuan Yu stood up straight reflexively, and even wanted to run a lap.

"Gifts and the like can be given at the Metropolitan Stadium." Nioh Masaharu blinked his fox eyes, and provoked maliciously, "We don't mind being spoils of war, puff."

"Hey, seniors have underestimated my tennis club too." Nan Chuanyou pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

"There is no dead end in Likai's third consecutive battle!!!" Knowing that Yukimura's illness is not serious, Kirihara Akari also became full of energy, waving his arms, and announced proudly.

"No noise is allowed in the ward!" The nurse pushed the door open and drove them all out.

"Miss Yumiko, I'm really sorry." Yukimura Seiichi leaned on the soft pillow, his complexion looked more delicate because of the loss of blood, "I'm sorry for worrying about my staff, but I have some differences with him. I want to talk about something, please allow me a moment."

"You're still recovering now...alright." Although the sick and beautiful boy's tone and expression were gentle, the nurse still felt an irresistible strength.

Everyone left, and Nan Chuanyou, who was left behind, scratched his head, but suddenly froze.

"My illness, you found someone to treat it."

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Then the cold sweat came down