[Tutor] Lost

Pushing open the door, what greeted him was a warm light, the kerosene lamp was placed in the corner near the door, and stood there motionless.There was a silent corridor behind him, but there was a faint light in front of him. The boundary between light and darkness was too clear. Arnold paused, looked at the bed where the light and darkness were ambiguous, and saw the bulge as expected.

"..."

Opening his mouth, he seemed to let out a meaningless sigh, and finally closed the door silently, blocking the evening wind out.

are used to it.

Picking up the kerosene lamp and putting it on the table, Arnold put the jacket he took off on the back of the chair. The two pet rabbits in the cage at the corner of the table were surrounded by the light, shook their ears, and continued to huddle together sleep.

These two rabbits, one brown and the other white, are souvenirs brought back by Tsuna at Easter. At the beginning, the white one was given to Abel, and the brown one was kept by him. Of course, Abel was raising the two rabbits more often. only small things.After Abel's death, the two little rabbits returned to Tsuna.

Rabbits are creatures that will die when they are lonely.

After dimming the kerosene lamp, Arnold went to the closet and changed into pajamas, then went to the bed to observe Tsuna's sleeping position.

Gang Ji's sleeping appearance was as bad as ever. When Arnold entered the door, he still maintained the "cocoon" sleeping position wrapped in a quilt, but now he turned into a large font and occupied the entire bed on his stomach, and the quilt was kicked aside.

...can't you be more honest?

Arnold thought, try to correct Gang Ji's exaggerated sleeping posture to make enough space, otherwise the whole bed will be occupied, where will he sleep?

"...um... chief..."

After a pause, Arnold didn't expect that the person who used to sleep like a dead pig would wake up, but when he looked up, he found helplessly that the other person was just talking in his sleep.It is said that there is no growth, but it is capable of gradually increasing the difficulty of the task. It is said that it has grown, whether it is a dishonest sleeping appearance or a pure temperament, it has not changed due to the situation.

According to the standard set by Giotto, Pengo Lie's tenth generation is also the attribute of big space, the endless space of swallowing, blooming, and tolerance, but at least this will not change...

Tsuna turned over in his sleep, and his warm cheek happened to lean against Arnold's hand. He rubbed against Arnold habitually, as if he was satisfied with the temperature, so he tilted his head and pressed his whole head on Arnold's hand.

"..."

Staring down at the teenager's defenseless sleeping face, Arnold frowned, and his cold fingers touched another temperature, which quickly warmed up.The original decision seemed to be dispelled by this warmth, and it became absurd. What are you worried about? He is still just a child.

He hasn't really turned 15 yet, and he doesn't have full wings yet. He's just a child who believes in and relies on him wholeheartedly.

So, for now.

Rubbing the furry honey-colored head, Arnold pulled out his hand, pulled the quilt hanging from the corner of the bed and covered Tsuna, stood up, turned off the kerosene lamp, and lay down on the bed.

The cold body temperature quickly warmed up against another temperature.

"... Chief... um... hehe..."

Muttering in his sleep, not knowing what he dreamed of, the young man smirked, rolled dishonestly, rubbed against the "Bingyuan" beside him, smacked his lips, and hugged his hands and feet together before settling down, his mouth He continued to mutter, but this time even Arnold couldn't hear what he was saying.

Without breaking away, Arnold lay on his side, stretching out his hand to poke Tsuna's soft cheek flesh gently.

In the dark, he could guess that the other person must have an expression that was more harmless than when he was awake. It wasn't deliberate, but it seemed to be deceivingly kind from the bottom of his heart.For a leader, this is not a good face, especially in a mafia that respects strength. A face that is either fierce or majestic is definitely easier to establish prestige than the face of a little white rabbit.However, such a face is not easy to be awe-inspiring, but it is also not easy to be alert.

Unremarkable appearance, temperament that is not easy to make people alert, certain language skills, and tactful actions, these can be said to be a must for an excellent intelligence agent.

And becoming an excellent intelligence agent is much simpler than becoming a qualified leader.

Is Tsunayoshi Sawada suitable to be a mafia leader? Before everything is over, Arnold will never jump to conclusions rashly, just as he did not think Giotto was suitable for the mafia, and Giotto turned the self-defense group into the mafia.

But he doesn't want him to fit.

--why?

After a pause, Arnold found that he couldn't find the answer.

******

Holding a piece of information, Danny pushed open the door of the chief office.

Normally, he would not enter the boss's office without permission. However, the good news of the victory made Danny forget this point excitedly. However, when he saw the situation in the room clearly, the good news he just wanted to call got stuck in his throat inside.

I saw the young man with pink hair sitting on the sofa on the right side of the office, holding a book in his hand, so focused that Danny didn't even notice when he came in.Of course, it wasn't the boy's concentration that shocked Danny, but the light-haired man curled up on the boy's lap and sleeping soundly.

Taking a deep breath, Danny choked on his own saliva, and hurriedly covered his mouth to hold back the cough that poured into his throat.

"...Hosea?"

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, and Danny waved his arms cautiously, but he didn't dare to get close—in order not to wake up the sleeping person on Gangji's lap.

"Danny?"

Slightly taken aback, Gang Ji recovered from the world of books, and saw Danny who was blushing and thick-necked a little strangely, "What's wrong with you?" Touching Danny's gaze vigorously on his lap, Gang Ji smiled helplessly He smiled, "The chief seems to be short of sleep, so, um, this is a punishment." Although he didn't know why there was such a punishment.

"..."

What punishment, idiot Hosea! I was about to burst into foul language, but because of the other person who was sleeping lightly, Danny endured it again, and mouthed, "Lack of sleep?"

"Ah."

Seeing that the man on his lap frowned slightly, Gang Ji quickly lowered his voice, smoothing out the slightly messy hair of the man, "Maybe it's because the chief didn't sleep well last night." Well, if it's because his sleeping position is too If you go too far and don't sleep well, the chief should indeed punish him... Will the legs go numb after being pressed for a long time?

Finding a reason for Arnold's behavior, Tsunayoshi bent the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

However, this expression combined with his actions at this time gave people the illusion of affection.Pressing his chest in a daze, Danny felt that the heart under his palm was beating at a rhythm beyond the frequency of the past. He suddenly felt that the other person was shining, and the familiar good-tempered image was covered by the light. He almost felt that he was not Meet this glitter creature.

Such a Hosea couldn't be more suitable for the Chief.

For a moment, Danny thought so with all his heart.

Yes, in fact, whether it is Danny, Cliff, or even the entire intelligence agency, they feel that Hosea is not worthy of their chief, but it is the first time in many years that the chief has shown closeness to someone. Hoping that the proud and lonesome person would be accompanied, he approved Hosea to stay by the chief's side.

Cooking skills, strength, and some subtle habits, through occasional contact, they tried to let Hosea understand these, and let him take care of the chief's daily life, but deep down in their hearts, they did not treat Hosea as an equal.

The chief's vassal; the person who takes care of the chief; the guy who makes the chief a little human.

This is everyone's impression of Hosea, and it is also the identity recognized by everyone in the intelligence department. However, at this moment, Danny feels that Hosea can be regarded as a separate "person".

A person who can be treated differently by the chief must have something extraordinary.

Only those who can walk side by side with the chief can be recognized by the chief.Even if he didn't think Hosea would be stronger than the chief, the chief would never choose a weak person as his partner.

"Hosea..."

Raising his head, the smile on the corner of Gangji's mouth was not restrained in time. He met Danny's eyes and tilted his head, "What's wrong?"

"No." After a while of silence, Danny shook his head, smiled and raised the file bag in his hand, and said softly, "When the chief wakes up, please remind him to read this, good news." Hosea, you can become the chief person?

Me, no, we'll watch.

After tiptoeing to put the documents on the desk, Danny left the chief's office, and when he reached the area where he was sure that the noise would not reach the office, he finally couldn't control his mood, and danced happily.

The people in the office area all stopped and looked at Danny with the same expression of looking at Shen Jingbing. One of them came over and patted Danny on the head with a folder, confiding in everyone's heart.

"...Are you crazy, Danny?" Ah, how pitiful, IQ is not high, but you are crazy.

Such sentences are written in his eyes.

"You're crazy, hey!!" After recovering, Danny slapped his hand off his head, but when he saw other people's eyes, he completely blew up.Desperately holding down the blue veins on his forehead, he told what he saw in the chief's office. Of course, he mentioned the beautiful picture of the "knee pillow" alone.

"..."

Looking up, Danny was triumphant, "How about it, be envious, tsk tsk, you haven't seen the atmosphere, it can blind the eyes of all bachelors!"

"Oh, then you can be forgiven for going crazy." The man rubbed Danny's head again.

"Hello!!" =dish=

"But don't you think..." After pondering, one of the intelligence agents suddenly said, "Is the sofa in the office too small? You have to sleep curled up even when you sleep, so what else..." He didn't finish his sentence , but everyone present understood the meaning behind his words.

Even more exciting pictures——

"...It's so beautiful..."

Everyone murmured in unison. At this time, the images imagined in people's minds seemed to be connected as a whole, and the beauty made some poor concentration almost burst into tears.In fact, they really don't mind the chief showing affection every day, especially the little chief, no matter how much they have, they will have no objection.Of course, if you can witness the birth of the little chief, then you will really die without regrets!!

"Sure enough, I should change to a bigger sofa."

"That's right, I'll contact you to customize a super comfortable one~"

"Idiot, do you know the height of the chief, and Hosea's height? You should first contact the tailor who specializes in making clothes for the chief to get the data, then ask the designer to design the most suitable one for the chief, and finally find the best craftsman to make it! "

"Are you all idiots! There are also materials, the materials of the sofa should also be carefully selected!"

"And the framing timber..."

"...Need some incense too?"

Seeing that everyone was discussing in full swing, and some people even started to draw up an agenda, Danny twitched the corner of his mouth, and when one of them was about to set off to find a craftsman, he finally couldn't help but say, "If you want to change, what reason do you need?" Will he be killed by the chief? Even if Hosea intercedes, he will not be forgiven!

Everyone was silent.

Danny was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard a voice saying, "Go and ask Mr. Cliff, isn't it all right? Mr. Cliff stuffed this sofa into it now!"

The work of the intelligence agency is easy and easy, and it is busy and busy. In peacetime, Arnold can guarantee eight hours of sleep a day, but when he is busy, he even needs to work all night.So in order to allow him to catch up on sleep after work, other people from the intelligence agency asked Cliff to insert a sofa for napping into the chief office.

"..."

Danny's face turned subtle. Who doesn't know that the chief hates people touching his things, and who doesn't know that the chief beat Uncle Cliff half to death after moving the sofa to the chief's office without authorization? Didn’t Uncle Cliff die enough? Now he’s an old man, how can he stand it! No matter how much the wretched god cares about Uncle Cliff, it’s useless!

However, no one heard Danny's heartfelt feelings. After Danny reminded, someone had already set out to persuade Cliff immediately.

Sighing, Danny slowly suppressed the sense of guilt in his heart.

All for the Chief and the Little Chief!

Anyway, you are stronger than cockroaches, so please go with peace of mind, Uncle Cliff!

The author has something to say: Don’t treat 27 as a harmless creature, the chief [Er Kang hand] will definitely regret it in the future?_?) ノ Speaking of sharing the same bed every day, Gang, how much oil did you make? ~

PS, chief, don't you think there is something wrong with your subordinates' values ​​=,. =