I was the favorite of all the members in the first episode, and I turned out to be BE

Takeshi Yamamoto put down the bag in his hand and walked into the kitchen.

"Want to help?" He smiled and looked at the apron-wearing Hayato, who was full of irritability, "Ayu is not suitable for food with too strong taste now."

"I don't need you to remind me!"

Hayato Gokuji snorted coldly, "In the case of that idiot, he only needs to drink porridge."

"Well... that's right." Takeshi Yamamoto squeezed his chin, leaned into the pot and looked at it, "If you can't even drink honey water, you won't be able to digest anything now."

"I said it, you don't need to remind me."

"Don't be so excited, I'm also worried about Ayu." Takeshi Yamamoto, who was treated with impatience by the prison temple, replied skillfully with a smile, without any trace of being irritated——

If he was still in school and everyone was young and vigorous, he might be irritated by the prison temple's vicious attitude.

However, the companions who have known each other for ten years know each other too well, and now Takeshi Yamamoto will not be aroused by the bad mood of Xingdian even in the face of Liudaokui's yin and yang weirdness... Everyone has grown up, even Skylark can do it Ignoring Liudao Mukuro's voice, he just concentrated on beating people, not to mention just distinguishing the correct way of understanding Hayato's speech.

The prison temple guy is like planting a row of thorns around him, intending to stab everyone except A Gang. Although they have grown a lot in the past ten years, his underlying personality has not changed at all.

Over time, most of the guardians knew how to get along with him, as long as he didn't do anything, there was a lot of room for negotiation.

Hayato Kikuji glanced at him, and said in a bad tone, "Did Judaime go upstairs?"

"Yes, Ah Gang is there with Ah Yu."

After finishing speaking, Takeshi Yamamoto smiled inexplicably, put the washed tomato on the chopping board in front of him, and crossed the prison temple Hayato to take the neatly placed kitchen knife over there.

He raised his hand, glanced at the blade, and immediately cut off the tomato stalk without hesitation.

With the knife in hand, the tomato was cut into small cubes, and its juice mixed with the seeds stained on one side of the knife, and the splattered edge fell down, and the splash on the chopping board was reminiscent of blood.

Takeshi Yamamoto threw a tomato into his mouth indifferently, and talked with Hayato Gokudera with a hearty expression.

"We are really indescribably lucky, right, Prison Temple? We have the opportunity to come back to the present and see such an energetic Ayu."

"Don't you guys say such naive words. This is just the beginning of the trouble. It's not clear what the purpose of that bastard pigeon is, and the new crow..." Hell Temple Hayato clicked his tongue irritably, "Didn't the report say she hadn't left here during the years we were gone? How did this woman get into these things?"

"Well, calm down, thinking about this kind of thing too much will only increase your troubles..."

Takeshi Yamamoto put the diced tomatoes in the bowl, took out a piece of tissue paper and slowly wiped the tomato juice on his fingers.

He had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes: "...if anyone with malicious intentions approaches Ah Yu this time, just cut it off."

Hayato Gauriji stared at the boiling liquid bubbles in the pot and snorted coldly, but he didn't say any objection, so he agreed with his words.

Taking hold of the kitchen knife again, Takeshi Yamamoto smiled and eased the sharpness on his face.

"It sounds good to use what Squalo often said once in a while?"

At the same time, in the room, Tsunayoshi Sawada held water and helplessly looked down at Yu Komori who was wrapped in the quilt.

"Get up, Ayu." He said softly.

He was still holding the cold medicine they had just bought in the other hand, and just now when he pushed the door and came in, Komori Yuwai, who was sitting on the bed with his head down and quiet, saw the medicine in his hand in an instant. He took off the quilt and ran away from him with the quilt.

Hearing his voice, she poked her head out from under the quilt, her face full of resistance.

"I don't want to take medicine!" Yu Komori refused loudly, "It's enough to sleep, and you don't need to take medicine! The medicine is so bitter, I don't want to take it!"

"How could it be possible for someone to catch a cold and not take medicine? It would be worse if they just slept without taking medicine." Tsunayoshi Sawada tried to reason, but Yu Komori, who was sick, didn't listen to him at all. She raised her hand and covered it Ears, pretending not to hear.

"Don't!" Komori Yu said, "I won't take it, my metabolism is super strong, and I can recover without taking medicine!"

...And don't think she doesn't know that the medicine in his hand is very bitter, even bitterer than bitter gourd pulp mixed with coptis. After taking it, unless you drink a bottle of honey in one gulp, even your saliva will turn into bitter water.

Although Yu Komori's brain became chaotic due to illness, when it comes to eating, as a sweet party, she still clearly identified all the remnants from the evil forces.

Her hand hidden under the quilt crossed the quilt towards Sawada Tsunayoshi who was standing not far from her, expressing her rejection.

Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed, put the water and medicine on the table, and approached the bed.

"Okay, then don't eat, you get up first." He coaxed patiently, "You will be short of breath after being wrapped up in the quilt like this for a while, you get up first, we bought ice cream, didn't you just say you want to eat Ice cream?"

The quilt wrapped like a cocoon moved, and Komori Yu's eyes poked out from one end of the quilt.

She looked suspiciously at Tsunayoshi Sawada, looked around, and made sure it wasn't his trap.

"Ice cream? Real or fake?"

Komori Yu turned his head and looked up at him, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his hand helplessly, facing her vigilance, he almost thought that he was facing a hostile family member who suspected that he was carrying a weapon during the negotiation.

"Of course I won't lie to you, Ah Yu, you know, I never lie, the ice cream is in the refrigerator downstairs." He said without changing his face after he had learned to lie without even changing his heartbeat.

"...That's right...Gang should not be able to lie...after all..."

Ayu in the quilt blurred the last half of the sentence, she seemed to believe Sawada Tsunayoshi's words very quickly, and got out of the quilt.

Her pale face, which was originally sick, was reddened by the suffocation of the air in the quilt, and her curly hair was in a mess, as if a bird's nest had reappeared, fluffy hairs stood up from the top of her head, and she rubbed her hair.

"Then let's go down and eat ice cream! I'm getting up!" Her face was still pale and haggard, but when it came to ice cream, the dazed Komori Yu showed energetic eyes.

…sort of, trying to puff out its furry chest and pretend to be a grown-up chick.

Inexplicably, a little cute.

Sawada Tsunayoshi clenched his fist against his lips to cover up his raised lips.

"However, there is a problem before eating." Suppressing the smile on his lips, he tried his best to put on a serious expression.

Komori Yu, who was still dizzy, was disappointed for a moment: "...ah... there are still questions... do I have to answer?" She blinked, "Can't you eat first and then answer?"

"It is necessary to answer before eating." Sawada Tsunayoshi said.

"...um... well then, if you ask quickly, I'll answer quickly."

"Why doesn't Ayu want to take medicine?"

"Because it's bitter." Komori Yu gave him a strange look, as if he was saying something for granted, "I'm a sweet person who can't bear any bitterness, and I hate taking medicine the most."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't comment on her answer, he just darkened his eyes and continued to ask a question without changing his face.

"Does Ayu know that he is sick now?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked gently.

He didn't say directly that she had a fever.

Instead, a vague word was used.

"What the hell are you asking, Gang!" Yu Komori wondered, "How could I not know that I was sick? Of course I knew I had a fever, but that's two different things from me not wanting to take medicine. Who It is not reasonable to say that you must take medicine when you are sick.”

"Yeah, but if you don't eat it, you'll have trouble going to school tomorrow, right?"

Komori Yu hesitated, she didn't immediately refuse again, but fell into thinking.

She doesn't like to show her weak side to others, and she doesn't like to be noticed.If she doesn't recover from her illness tomorrow, her going to school will affect other people, and if she doesn't go to school, Jingzi and Xiaohua will definitely come to see her——

She doesn't like it.

She likes that she is always full of vitality when everyone sees her.

But if you want to take medicine...

Komori Yu showed a troubled expression.

She really hates bitter things, and she hates taking medicine the most.

Thinking this way, she never thought that in a certain future, she would choose to take medicine in order to go home. She was most afraid of suffering and took the sedative medicine that was not sweet at all.

Ah...then, she was rescued.

Instead of dying from the drugs, she died in the water, which she had always disliked.

Sawada Tsunayoshi calmly and condescendingly looked down at Komori Yu who was thinking. He rubbed his fingers habitually, but the touch of the ring did not make his fingers pause.

By the way, according to the original timeline, Lian Mu has never been encountered, let alone Vengley's Ring.

Really... Helpless.

Although their bodies were younger than their own a few years ago, their mature consciousness that has experienced the baptism of blood and gunpowder smoke for several years cannot imitate the innocence of the past. It is completely blackened, but it cannot erase the traces of what has happened.

If they are now required to face Yu Komori as before, with the distance and attitude that a friend should have, such as Miura Haru and Sasakawa Kyoko, respect each other's lives, and give them due space and protection——

No, in fact, they treated Komori Yu more cautiously and secretly than Miura Haru and the others, because Komori Yu was complete and never participated in it from beginning to end.

She had nothing to do with the black side in any way except that she was their friend.

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought.

She doesn't know the existence of the ring, doesn't know the battle for the ring, hasn't been brought ten years later by strange weapons, and doesn't have the brother of the Mafia like Sasakawa Ryohei in the future.

Even, no one ever told her they were the Mafia.

Therefore, they were worried that even too many contacts would affect her life, and they accidentally involved Ayu into a world that shouldn't be related to her.

but…

"That's a wrong idea," he said softly in Italian.

Facing Ayu's suspicious gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi explained that he was talking to himself.He changed the subject calmly.

"How about it, has Ayu figured out what to do?"

"Wait, wait, don't rush, let me think again!"

Komori Yu weighed the consequences of taking medicine and not taking medicine in his heart, and found that the troubles caused by not taking medicine were endless——

She sighed wimpily.

"I eat, I eat," she said.

The author has something to say:

No, woo woo, I thought I could finish writing, revising, and revising, but I was too busy the past few days before and during the New Year... I wanted to change something before going to bed yesterday, but I was so tired that I didn’t even know when I fell asleep. I wake up with no memory of what happened before I fell asleep... so dazed.

(bow)

In the next year, I will have more time to add one more chapter. In fact, the outline is finished, and the ending is also set, but the writing time is relatively small...Three times, I was too busy to cry

Happy belated New Years everyone! !

I'll see if I can write a New Year's episode before the end of the eighth day...