[Tutor] Lost

Thinking about it now, Reborn might have anticipated the predicament he would face.

Flying birds and swimming fish...

Leaning against the thick branches of the giant tree, Tsunayoshi sighed and narrowed his eyes sleepily.

The influence of his dear teacher on him is always deeper than he imagined, for example, this dream that he constructed as a scene in the story.

The dreamland is narrow and boundless, the sky is clean to icy blue, the towering giant tree stands quietly by the stream, and a branch protrudes toward the center of the stream. , a small fish is slowly swimming.

Raising his head, Tsunayoshi looked at the bird soaring in the sky.

Fish live in water, and birds are destined to spread their wings in the clear sky. Neither of them can do without each other's necessities. Even if the shadows are close together, they are separated by an insurmountable horizontal plane.

Being close to each other is just an illusion, and you will get nothing in the end.

"This is what Reborn wants to say, right?" Eyelashes slightly closed, Tsuna leaned on the branch behind him relaxedly, "Unfortunately, it's too late." If it was earlier, before he didn't like the chief, or later Tell him the truth, he is still ignorant of the former, and the latter is a foregone conclusion, and he will not be so sad, not as he is now.

The love in his chest was about to overflow, but he was told that he couldn't like it.

Really, it hurts.

With a frown, Tsuna closed his eyes, and he suddenly remembered the perception control mentioned by his Kirishou Liudaokuo.When you fall into the illusion, it means that you have been controlled by the five senses. If you want to get rid of it at this time, you have to seize the control of your own perception in reverse. If you succeed, it is equivalent to mastering the other party's perception.

"That's what illusion is all about."

I remember his young Wushou said this, with a consistent mocking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, "And Meng, it's almost the same."

It was a dream he had shortly after the Battle of the Ring. Perhaps he was too worried about the relationship between Liu Dao Mu. His dream was connected to his Kirishu, and after being teased, the other party kindly reminded him to take precautions.

Human dreams are powerful but also fragile. If someone breaks into the dream and controls perception, it is more dangerous than fighting illusionists in reality.If you meet a warlock who can control the human body like Liudao Mukuo, even the soul will be controlled.

Unfortunately, Tsuna has nothing to do with his supposedly "undefended" mental power.

The moment he closed his eyes, the sky turned a chaotic and desolate gray, and the giant trees, creeks, and grass disappeared, replaced by the home he remembered.Taking a breath, Gang Ji lay quietly on the porch, with his hands behind his head, his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything.

"nufufufu..."

Weird laughter suddenly sounded, Tsuna kichi frowned, didn't move, just sighed in his heart: Is it true that Kirishou is so virtuous? Why is the temperament of Mukuro's laughter so similar to that of the first generation of Kirishou? It's just disturbing people's dreams It's exactly the same, is Mukuro also a descendant of Hatsugiri?

...that is really, like a miracle.

The endless thoughts stopped abruptly when the jaw was touched, feeling the cold touch, Tsuna opened his eyes, with a calm expression, "You want to kill me?" He even greeted with a sickle, how did this bad behavior develop The? If it went any further, Tsunayoshi had no doubt that the sharp point of the scythe would pierce his throat.

Ahh, it feels different from last time, did you get stimulated by something?

"nufufufu... brat, who are you?" Youlan's pupils had the mark of spades looming, the uninvited visitor was clearly dissatisfied with the host's "entertainment" and became annoyed for some reason.

Tsunayoshi raised his eyes, "I am Sawada Tsunayoshi."

The current first generation is still Giotto·Vongola. Naturally, even if he reported this name, others would not be able to find anything.

So why did he accept a pseudonym in the first place?

Threatened by sharp weapons, Tsunayoshi was a little distracted. Hosea belonged to the Intelligence Bureau, while Sawada Tsunayoshi belonged to the future hundreds of years later. He distinguished the two to imply that he was adapting to this era. "Sawada Tsunayoshi" or "Hosea" is him.

Seeing that Gangji was distracted, the man raised the corners of his mouth coldly, pressed the sickle down hard, and bright red blood burst out immediately.

"What is your relationship with Giotto?"

"It doesn't matter." Although it was a dream, the injuries he got when he got in touch with a warlock of D. Spedo's level naturally couldn't be hallucinations.Feeling the real pain in the neck, Tsuna continued the second half of the sentence calmly, "——If you say this, will you believe it?"

Similar looks, similar flames.

After seeing this and saying that he has nothing to do with Giotto, maybe a three-year-old would not believe it?

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Still maintaining a relaxed posture lying on his back, Tsunaki seemed less interested, "You are an illusionist, but here is my dream." He is the master of this dream, even if the other party is the strongest warlock, he must first do what he wants Get past him.

What's more, "Do you dare to kill me?"

He laughed a little mockingly, because he was in a bad mood, coupled with the anger of being broken into a dream, he really didn't like this uninvited "guest".

The person in front of him is not worthy of being gentle, it will only make him feel weak and bully.After living in the world of ordinary people for 14 years, Tsunayoshi learned the truth of the dark world without a teacher: In the world of the mafia, it is better to fight first and then treat the world than to fight first and then eat the land.

For example, his Kiri Shou Liu Dao Mu, he must be completely subdued with absolute force first, and then he will not accept it when he expresses concern and miss.

This is the other side of Gang Ji that is rarely shown in front of people. It is true that he inherited his mother's gentle and gentle nature, but he also got his father's decisive cold gene, but his natural gentleness makes it seldom used. At this moment However, a little exposure makes people feel unreal.

Just like a rabbit suddenly revealing its fangs, which are not inferior to a beast, fear takes second place, and shock takes the upper hand.

D's eyes widened unconsciously. He didn't expect that the other party's temperament had changed so much after such a short time. The coldness that flashed in the corner of the boy's eyes reminded him of his own leader's cruelty to the enemy.

"nufufufu...is that how you treat customers, Sawada-kun?"

Putting away the sickle, D laughed. Since force cannot be threatened, there is no need to put on a pretense anymore. If Gangji's sharp teeth and sharp mouth hadn't impressed him deeply, D would not have used the weapon as soon as he came.

"Of course I won't be so rude to the guests." Sitting up, Gangji touched his neck, and the wound disappeared, but he knew that his neck must have been damaged in reality, and his strength was not enough to face a warlock of this level. The whole body recedes.

After straightening out his clothes, the scene of the dream changed to the living room.

"At least, I will serve a cup of black tea at a suitable temperature." Holding the cup on the table, Gang Ji made himself a cup of tea, "But, you... are you?"

D smiled lowly, and poured himself a cup of tea—even though it was located in the other party's dream, it was still possible to make some small changes. "Your hostility is too obvious, Sawada-kun."

"Really." Tsuna Ji was noncommittal, and said quite straightforwardly, "I always feel that I will be tricked by you, so I can't help but feel uncomfortable. Tell me, what do you want to ask? Wandering around in other people's dreams is not your interest, is it?"

He glanced at D with a bit of disdain, "Although it is conceivable." This person is just wearing a layer of "gentleman" skin, and the perverted essence underneath is almost overflowing.

"...nufufufufufu..."

The business mattered, D did not refute Tsuna Ji's childlike blunt sarcasm, and the more exaggerated evaluation was not unheard of, "Are you really willing to answer?"

"Can I not answer?"

Gang Ji smiled, this is his dream, but the other party is an excellent warlock, if it is not for the chief and some concerns, the other party may not dare to directly invade his consciousness, except for a little verbal advantage, he can only answer everything.

If only he was strong enough.

Lowering his eyes, Tsunayoshi answered D's question smoothly, the flames in his eyes became more and more intense, if he was strong enough, he would be able to control his own life instead of being at the mercy of others!

"Nufufufu...forgot to say, I can't see your memory, Sawada-kun."

Having got what he wanted, D suddenly said that Tsuna Kichi didn't know much about the first generation, and Tsuna Kichi didn't know where to learn the skills, so he couldn't directly spy on the memory.D, who didn't get much real information, was a little upset, so he opened his mouth to find a place, and he couldn't be ridiculed by this brat for nothing.

"I know."

Gangji smiled, unexpectedly gentle and kind, like a little white rabbit.He remembered it, so, "I look forward to seeing each other in reality."

This is what Liu Dao Mu said to him before, but from what Tsuna Ji said at the moment, there is no good expectation in it, and there is a taste of settling accounts after autumn.

To his companions, Tsunayoshi has always been gentle, so he will not think about and will not do anything to the Rokudoku who broke into his dream at the beginning. After all, they are companions.But D. Spedo is not. You don't need to give him the tenderness you give to your companions, and you don't need to be merciless in revenge.

The anger of being spied on in dreams and persecuted cannot be appeased by a few words of ridicule. After following Arnold for a long time, Tsuna learned nothing else.Of course, it is not denied that it may be "family origin".

Dazed for a moment, D suddenly felt that he saw the shadow of his black-bellied boss again, and immediately felt a chill all over his body.

Out of the dream, Tsuna rubbed his forehead with a headache, "...ah, I was seen by accident." The dark side.

"What was seen?"

The sudden sound in the ears startled Gang Ji, seeing the person beside the bed clearly, he immediately gasped and coughed violently, "Ahem, cough... chief?!" Glancing at the furnishings in the room, Gang Ji Gee was sure it was his room.

"Ah."

In response, Arnold sat down by the bed, waited for Tsuna to catch his breath, and said, "What did you meet? I feel an unpleasant smell." It felt like a fungus creature, and the disgusting rotten smell You can smell it from [-] meters away.After thinking about it, Arnold narrowed his eyes, "Is that the mushroom?"

Mushrooms?

Thinking of D's blue sister's hair, Tsuna pressed his head, "What is a mushroom..." Saying it, he was bullied by a mushroom? "I did see Spedo."

"Um?"

"He asked me something, about the history of this era." Sitting up, Tsuna smiled, glanced at Arnold's thin pajamas, and worriedly held Arnold's cold right hand, "Chief, isn't it cold?" Although It is midsummer, but the temperature difference between day and night here is huge, and it is easy to catch cold if you are not careful.

Lifting his eyes slightly, Arnold motioned for Tsuna to move in, then lifted the quilt and got into the bed to lie down.

"……chief?"

"What did you say?"

Taking a breath, Gang Ji stretched out his hands to tuck the corner of the quilt, and it wasn't the first time they shared the bed, "It's nothing, it's just where I come from, and there are questions about the future Pengo Li, but I don't know much about it." Too much, so he seems very upset." It's just upset, I guess the key things have already been known, although I haven't been able to peek at his memory.

What does the man really want to know?

"yes."

Unceremoniously snatching Tsunaki's pillow away, Arnold closed his eyes, "Content."

Tsuna had no choice but to repeat what he said verbatim, of course, he skipped some slightly impolite "greetings" and "expectations" of goodbye.In front of everyone, he has always been a good boy.After thinking about it, the boy bent his eyes, because his emotions have been fluctuating too much recently, and his heart has subtly darkened.

There was no response, Arnold turned over and touched the red mark on Gangji's neck with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?" There was deep anger in his casual tone. Who is it.

"A little bit." Blinking his eyes, Gang Ji didn't mind smearing someone.

"……Ah."

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Arnold changed the subject, "What does the future look like?"

"Ugh?"

Gangji was stunned, because the action of the man retracting into his arms, it was not accurate to call it "shrinking". Due to Gangji's short stature, Arnold just hugged his waist and buried his face in the bedding.Looking at the man's soft light-colored hair, Tsuna Ji wanted to reach out and rub it, but finally endured it for the safety of his life, coughed and smiled bitterly, "Chief, you are completely in the mode of listening to bedtime stories."

"Humph."

Don't evade the answer with a cold snort, thinking dumbfoundingly, Gang Ji looked away, lest he couldn't help but die, "In the future..."

He began to talk about the 21st century he understood, some inventions that seemed whimsical in this era, some interesting rumors, and he couldn't help talking about his home.A gentle mother, a rambunctious child, friends with different personalities, a prestigious senior who doesn't like to hang out with people, a gentle and reliable senior, a young tutor with a bad personality.

The fading memory gradually became clear, Gang Ji blinked, and suddenly whispered to himself.

"...Chief, you also care about me?"

The voice was played very softly, no one answered, the room was quiet except for the ticking of the clock, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

Restless fingers quietly touched the side of the forehead hair, sticking very close, after all, they didn't really touch it.He carefully tucked the corner of the quilt, the shadow of the broken hair covered his vision, and it was ambiguous under the dim light.

Don't bring the lamp, sir.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Gangji thought, with a smile on his lips. The light that can't illuminate the whole room is of no use except to give people unnecessary hope. Seeing hope, even if you can't catch it, you can It's unbearable to be shaken.

Will care about his "dating" with Anna, throw him out of the room jealously, come to care about him in the middle of the night because he feels wrong, get into his bed as if nothing had happened, and let him tell "bedtime stories" childishly... What can these conditions explain? The Chief must have made him come up with such a tempting answer on purpose, right?

I like you, and you also... care about me.

What a perfect double arrow, unfortunately, the timing is wrong.

...You, who also know this, are also super willful, Chief.

What floated in his eyes was shallow helplessness and connivance, Tsunaji sighed, a kind of strange stability was produced after a certain balance was destroyed, he leaned down, and placed a soft, fluffy kiss on the gap between the man's forehead hair: how--

Good night, chief.

The author has something to say: Well, the two-way unrequited love has been achieved, and in the subtle evolution of Tsunaji, when the tragedy of the mushroom sauce is going on in the future [I seem to have collapsed the mushroom? ==

... By the way, this article is very sweet from the beginning to the end, right?My teeth are so sour_(:з」∠)_