[HP+tutor] Wood?tuna!

The brown-haired young man in a white shirt was strolling leisurely on the streets of Japan, his thin clothes outlined a delicate silhouette, and whenever he heard the yelling of children on the street, he would smile slightly.

"Peinseong...is really a nostalgic place."

His eyes, through the sky, can see far, far away.

Without the group of guardians who like to carry out large-scale destruction and are always noisy, Tsunayoshi Sawada enjoys this rare leisure and comfort.

"The sky in Japan...seems bluer than in Italy."

The young man's tea-colored short brown hair, which is slightly reddish and not too pure, is blowing in the wind. His soft facial lines match his clear eyes—like... the purest sky.

"Come and chase me!" The short little boy grimaced.

"Don't be complacent!" shouted his little friend, while catching up with him.

The jingling of bicycles came from the corners and alleys. It was early in the morning and the weather was slightly cool.

— "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A dilapidated bicycle flashed crookedly from the corner, and the uncle selling tofu seemed to treat the fragile tofu in the box in front of the car as a treasure.

The children scattered like birds and beasts, and occasionally one or two naughty ones stayed where they were.Seeing the panicked expression of the tofu seller, they couldn't help applauding.

Tsuna smiled slightly, what a nostalgic picture!

This is probably what happens every morning.

A few years ago, Tsunayoshi's father, Iemitsu Sawada, had sold the house of Sawada.

After that, the family moved to Italy to settle down.

Now, the bronze medal with the mottled "Sawada" on it a few years ago is no longer there.The Sawada house—it should be called the Morimoto house now—has long since disappeared among the red and white bricks.

Gang Ji stopped and watched in front of the former home.The garden renovated by the current owner is more green than before, and the potted plants are also carefully taken care of; there are more vine-like plants on the window sill, which adds a bit of beauty.It can be seen that the current owner is also a person who loves life...

However, this is still not his place.

A place that holds countless fond memories of childhood and adolescence.

He is never a long-term lover, and he knows that it is not suitable to stay for a long time.Tsuna put his hands in his trouser pockets and turned to leave.

The shop selling buns, the uncle selling tofu, and the children playing and laughing in Bingsheng Park... everything is the same as it was many years ago, just like when I lived here.

Gang Ji suddenly had a very passionate idea - run along and Sheng.

This is nothing to him who already has a strong body. The muscles produced by Reborn's rigorous training were not created by his family's most exquisite illusion.

"I'm no longer the good-for-nothing Tsunade I used to be."

Thinking this way, Gang Ji ran up against the wind alone.

The wind whistling by his ears, facing the fragrance of flowers blowing his face, Tsuna remembered that this was the street where he had been hit by dead air bullets countless times and then [beep——] ran.

Everything, everything, is so familiar...

More precisely, unforgettable.

It's just that the big brother who patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Young man, you have extreme passion!" is gone.

There is always something missing.

Tsuna gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, laughing a little self-deprecatingly - just separated for a few hours, did you miss them?

It's really uncertain... He won't forget the purpose of his trip.

But just to have a few days of leisure.

Tsuna shook her head, pushing her friends out of their heads.

"No, don't think about them anymore."

Strictly speaking, this vacation is also very rare.

When Vengley's guardians almost blew up the headquarters in Sicily, Italy again, Gangji finally couldn't stand the bill brought up by Bagir.

"Master Sawada, this is the maintenance fee, this is the mental damage fee, this is the medical fee..." Bagir respectfully handed over the bill to Tsunayoshi for review.

Tsuna Jifu: How many times is this the first time?Vongola's fiscal deficit is getting worse and worse, and internal deficits... Many places are in short supply of funds.

"I quit! I want to take a vacation!" The runaway leader packed his luggage that night, "Tell those natural disasters, and solve the crimes you committed yourself!"

Gang Ji waved his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.

Unexpectedly, this time the guardians did not retain.It's like... the emperor swiped his imperial pen: "I'm sure!"

Gang Ji was frightened by his own brain hole: Obviously he is the boss, isn't he!Why should that group of people decide his vacation?

The luxurious lounge specially built for consultants outside the Vengley headquarters was not affected by the turmoil in the slightest.

The tutor and outside advisor of the ten-generation leader sat leisurely on the sofa, sipping a cup of Italian espresso.Beside him stood a young man with silver-gray hair.

"Mr. Reborn, is it really okay to just let Judaime go like this?" Hayato Gokuji still disagrees with this decision until now, the handsome young man frowned slightly, his eyes deep.

"Hmph, let the stupid gang take a vacation if they want to." The adult consultant outside the door pulled the brim of his hat, and the expression under the black top hat was dim. "However, let's deal with his backlog of documents when he comes back."

Prison Temple: ... Ginger is still old and spicy! No matter how many years have passed, Mr. Reborn is still black-bellied.

……

Japan, and Sheng Shrine.

Tsuna did not know when he walked here—this place full of mystery, to a certain extent, it can even be said to be the place where the story begins.

One step, two steps...

Tsunayoshi stepped up the steps in front of the shrine, his steps heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"I will fulfill the wish in your heart." In the darkness, a deep and pleasant male voice said slowly.

Gang Ji was slightly startled, and shouted in the direction of the person: "Who are you?"

"The other you," he said.

A deep, inescapable sense of powerlessness haunted every corner of Tsuna's body.

"It's been so long, I still can't get rid of my good-for-nothing nature..."

"Goodbye, Bingsheng. Goodbye, my dear friends."

Not long after Tsunakichi disappeared in place, the man emerged from the darkness.

The slightly long golden bangs covered the light flowing in the eyes, and a beautiful smile suddenly appeared on the corners of the slightly pursed lips: "I'm sorry, Xiao Gangji. This is the first time Grandpa has lied, and I feel a little uncomfortable..."

He turned to face his guardians, and slowly took out the pure gold pocket watch in the cloak: "It's time, and it's time for us to go on the road."

Everyone around Giotto heard the news and disappeared with him in the Minesei Shrine.

In the small town of Naimori, there are never-ending quiet mornings.Occasionally, larks can be heard singing softly on the branches, but there are too few and too few.

In the rustling sound of the leaves being blown by the wind, the last words left by the blond man were: "Is my expression just now not unnatural?"

The author has something to say:

Xinkeng QwQ

In the last few days before the start of school, catch up and save the manuscript

It's just to satisfy my own imagination, I will never write longer and longer [clench fist]

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PS: The first article is the same, and the bad places are lightly sprayed by the sisters

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