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Fukagawa Kirei didn't turn off the angle of view, and the brightly colored soul quickly disappeared from sight.

The purple mist that shrouded her quickly wrapped her around, and within two seconds her vision became clear again.

Fukagawa Kirei appeared in the dimly lit corridor, amidst the gray-black structure of inorganic matter, there was a familiar white soul in a certain room at the end of the corridor.

Fukagawa Kirei: ...Although he was a little angry just now, his anger disappeared the moment he saw the dog curling the thorn!

She nodded her eyes and quickly ran towards the soul.

——Does Pengo Lie still have such props for long-distance travel? Tell me earlier!Then you don't have to fly to Italy.

Fukagawa Kirei poked her head out from behind the half-opened door, and she saw a boy in a white shirt and black pants standing in the middle of the room.

He should have just returned from a mission, his shirt was stained with blood, his head was lowered, his elbows were bent, and he was about to undress.

Fukagawa Kirei was stunned.

She can't mistake her soul, but the haircut of Fukagawa Kirei is very different from when Fukagawa Kirei left Tokyo, and her figure seems to be a bit taller.

Gou Juanji noticed someone outside the door, the young man...or the young man turned around and frowned, and directly cast a spell on the uninvited guest: "Stop."

The power of the incantation locked Fukagawa Kirei in an instant, Gou Makiji walked to the door and opened the door in two or three steps, the light and shadow in the room poured down on Fukagawa Kirei.

Fukagawa Kirei raised his head and blinked blankly: "Tanto-kun?"

This second seemed very long, before Fukagawa Kirei saw his expression clearly, he was pulled into his arms.

—It was a very strong hug.

The dog's breathing fluctuated violently, Fukagawa Kirei could hear his heart beating violently in his chest, and the sorcerer who didn't speak often was calling her name, his voice was very soft.

After the effect of the previous incantation passed, Fukagawa Kirei raised his hand in a daze and patted him on the back lightly.

"I'm here, I'm here." She couldn't understand what happened, the dog Curlythorn was holding her too tightly, and it was difficult to breathe smoothly, but she didn't call out to stop. "Don't worry."

After about 2 minutes, the dog curly spine let go.

Fukagawa Kirei hadn't recovered from the sudden change, she blinked her eyes, and raised her hand to touch the dog's cheek, feeling a little wet.

The dog Curlythorn cried.

Fukagawa Kirei's voice was also a little worried: "Ji-kun? What's wrong?"

The spellcaster bent down to make his gaze even with hers, those purple eyes stared at hers, as if he was describing Fukagawa Kirei in detail.

He shook his head, although he was smiling, he seemed about to cry: "...Muyuhua."

Fukagawa Kirei became even more worried: "If there is anything, you must tell me, I don't want to see Thorn-kun sad."

Dog Curly raised his hand to touch Fukagawa Kirei's cheek, and his fingertips gently slid across her face, his movements were very light, as if he would shatter when he touched her.

Fukagawa Kirei held his hand and tilted his head: "Tanto-kun?"

The dog curly spine seemed to be trying very hard to make his breathing steady, and his hands were still trembling, but he still held Fukagawa Kirei's hand.

Fukagawa Kirei noticed that his own soul was wrapped around his wrist.

The dog Juanji also stared at his hand with lowered eyes, and said in a low voice, "...I'll give it back to you."

There was endless sadness in his voice, and Fukagawa Kirei opened his eyes wide, feeling that the soul that belonged to him was returning to his body.

"Mr. Thorn!" She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Gou Juanji held her firmly, and the strength in his hand did not relax: "In this way, when I am not around, there will be nothing to protect you."

Gou Juanji was startled.

He lowered his body and pressed against Fukagawa Kirei's forehead.

The spellcaster knows that her arrival is time-limited, and the bazooka after ten years is only valid for 5 minutes, and this time is coming soon.

"……It's ok."

The dog curly thorn held her hand tightly, his purple eyes were full of fierce emotions, but his voice was very gentle - he was afraid that he would scare her.

"When you go back, protect yourself."

Fukagawa Kirei felt the power of the soul returning, and the power of the curse was superimposed on her body at the same time, but she opened her mouth but was unable to speak.

Purple smoke rose from under his feet, until the last second when Fukagawa Kirei disappeared, the dog curly spine did not let go.

……

Fukagawa Kirei returned to his position under the hood of the bazooka.

She nodded her eyes, and her black soul returned to its original form, and the defects in her heart were filled, and the expression of the young dog Curly Thorn just now was too sad, so she couldn't get out of that emotion.

Pengo Lie's young Lei Shou had his hands behind his back, and he had an expression of "I'm going to die for what I did wrong". After seeing Fukagawa Kirei fully emerged from the purple smoke, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Peng Lie Shou named Lanbo, who also belonged to the bazooka ten years later, frowned at her: "You just..."

Fukagawa Kirei asked first, "What was that just now?"

"The bazooka ten years later can let you go ten years later." Lan Bo subconsciously explained her question, "I'm sorry!! I just let go!!"

Fukagawa Kirei nodded, and then asked again: "Can I use it again?"

Lanbo: "Huh?"

Fukagawa Kirei frowned, she wanted to comfort the sad-looking young man—no matter what time it was, she didn't want to see him look sad.

Lan Bo glanced at the ten-year-old bazooka in his hand.

"This... If you want to meet someone, the bazooka ten years later will not be thrown at a fixed point. There are many parallel time and space, and there is a high probability that you will not encounter the existence of the same time and space."

Fukagawa Kirei was disappointed: "Ah..."

Ten years later, the dog curly thorn forcibly sent her soul back to her body. I don't know if part of my soul will be affected by the thorn king at this time.

Fukagawa Kirei fell into his own thoughts, and Rambo hesitated to speak.

The function of the bazooka ten years later is not simply to send people from now to ten years later...it will also temporarily replace people who will be ten years later, but Fukagawa Kirei who was ten years later did not appear just now.

Lanbo clearly knew what this meant, but he didn't know whether he should tell Fukagawa Kirei here.

The battle between Rambo and Balian had come to an end. Everyone in Balian stood by, and Skuvalo looked very unhappy.

With so many people from Balian, it must be either that they can't beat Rambo, or that there is no need for the people inside Pengelie to fight among themselves at such a sensitive time.

Sawada Tsunayoshi wanted Fukagawa Kirei to switch to Vongola, and Skuvalo understood that Xanxus meant to cut him off.

Fran's expression remained unchanged, and Balian Wushou, who was a Tucao servant, stood in the opposite team: "It looks healthy and healthy."

He was stabbed in the headgear with a knife by Belphegor.

"It's better to leave this kind of matter to Vongola's people." Skuvalo glanced at the two people who were agitated, and said to Lanbo: "Sawada Tsunayoshi must not have thought of this."

Lanbo stopped Fukagawa Kirei behind him.

"Judaime should have told Xanxus." He was still 100% vigilant: "I took her away."

Fran raised his hand and waved Fukagawa Kirei.

Fukagawa Kirei asked Rambo: "Is this far from Vongola?"

Lan Bo replied in a low voice: "Huh? It's okay, 10 minutes."

Balian's hijacking of Fukagawa Kirei was a matter of chance, and the location of Vongola's headquarters and Balian's assassination force were not too far apart. What Scuvaro said before was nothing more than intimidating Fukagawa Kirei who didn't understand the situation in Italy.

The people in Balian let go, and Lanbo heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly led Fukagawa Kirei out of the gate. There were many Mafia personnel in Vongola uniforms standing at the gate.

"Scared me to death." Perhaps the young man younger than Fukagawa Kirei said with emotion, "Forget it... I'll tell Judaime, and let him explain the rest."

Fukagawa Kirei nodded, it was still more comfortable to talk to familiar people.

Vongola's main base is much larger than the base in Tokyo. Vongola's subordinates came and went in a hurry, and it seemed that everyone was very busy. Fukagawa Kirei averted his gaze.

Lanbo quickly brought her to the room marked 【Judaime Office】.

Fukagawa Kirei stepped into the room, and Rambo briefly reported the situation to Sawada Tsunayoshi inside, and then left quickly.

Everyone in Pengo Lie has his own things to do, and the ten generations have a clear division of labor. He is an excellent leader.

"I'm sorry to scare you when you first arrived in Italy. Rambo may have been too nervous." The gentle young man rolled his eyes helplessly: "Sit first, it's been a long time on the plane."

Fukagawa Kirei was not polite to this familiar Vongola Judaime, she sat on the chair in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi's desk and turned around by the way.

"Where's Mr. Yamamoto?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi bent down and took out a carton of milk from under the table, got up and walked to the nearby operating table: "He is outside to investigate the situation, and the guardians are under a lot of pressure."

Fukagawa Kirei thought of himself in the port mafia, and Dazai Osamu in Central Plains—although the last one likes to fish, he does have more jobs than others, and it is also dangerous.

She sighed empathetically.

The bazooka ten years from now will swap you ten years from now with you now. "Sawada Tsunayoshi took apart the milk, poured it into a cup and put it in the microwave: "But Rambo said that he was not there to see the future you. "

Fukagawa Kirei asked: "Does this mean that I will not exist ten years from now?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded.

"Kirei." The sound of the microwave oven was still a little clear in the quiet room, Tsunayoshi Sawada turned around and propped up the table behind him, looking at Fukagawa Kirei: "I don't care about the fact that 'I haven't arrived in ten years' ?”

Fukagawa Kirei propped his cheek to look at the microwave oven next to him: "I don't care, as long as Thorn-kun is safe and sound."

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, he had noticed before that Fukagawa Kirei was not very concerned about his affairs.

The microwave made a "ding" sound, and the milk was ready.

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and took it out, and brought it in front of Fukagawa Kirei: "Or to put it another way, you will be dead in ten years."

Fukagawa Kirei obediently took the milk in his hand and said "Oh~".

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little helpless.

"But according to what you said in Judaime..." She took a sip of the hot milk in her hand, the temperature was just right.

Fukagawa Kirei was silent for two seconds, then blinked: "I should appear in the cemetery or the place where I died."

"Probably," Tsunayoshi Sawada stared at her: "You appeared in front of the person who missed you the most."