Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

Tsuna had that dream again.

He huddled in the darkness, and waited until the sound of smashing outside had dissipated, and a corner of the plastic black cloth covering him was lifted, revealing a ray of light, before carefully raising his head.

"Are they gone...?"

It was a voice different from that of Sawada Tsunayoshi, and even his actions were not under his control.

"He" crawled out of his hiding place and looked around slowly.

The poor family was even more broken by this looting. "He" stood in the middle of the looted house, with anger and grief mixed in his chest.

"Why..." the child asked, "Why us?"

He looked around suspiciously. The rooms that he and his elder brother had decorated together were no longer the same. The valuable and worthless ones were destroyed by the intruders, and all the slight but happy pasts were destroyed in an instant.

"I, I have already forgotten what that person called Dad looks like." The boy's tone was choked and he was at a loss, seeking an answer at a loss, "But why, why did my brother and I have to give everything for that guy... We left the original My brother and I lost our mother because of him... what else do we have to lose now?"

He turned his head and looked desperately at the young man who was facing the intruder in order to protect himself, tears could not stop falling.

"Brother Zhen."

...

Gin suddenly sobered up.

He seemed to have dreamed of something, but the content of the dream was forgotten the moment he woke up.

I just remember that someone was pulling me, my palms were cold, and I was screaming something hoarse.

Probably the desperado under the gun... In short, it's not someone important.

He thought, as he walked into the back of the cub with a small schoolbag and a small hat like a picnic, it became a shadow of him.

Today is the day when Varian and his party got up from Naples and returned to Sicily.

Varian's elites have long been familiar with 007's work system, and suddenly become a good boy's nine-to-five, but feel uncomfortable all over.

--not at all.

【Thank you Tsunayoshi-sama (put your hands together)】

At the top of the forum, there is a hot post floating.

【God knows how long it has been since I woke up and saw the sun smiling at me in the sky...】

【God knows how shocked she was when I mcalled my girlfriend in the morning...】

[And it took us seven hours from Naples to Sicily... This is almost twice the time of the mission period! 】

【Thank you, Master Tsunayoshi! 】

【Master Tsunayoshi is a god! 】

However, the little ancestor who changed Varian's routine by himself, at this moment, is staring at the red pupil of the tyrant, holding out a spoon whether he wants to cry or not.

[Random task: Picky eating is not a good habit for babies, please let everyone at the table eat carrots!Mission Reward: Lucky Draw Chance x1]

So, after coyly talking away the rest of the table, Tsuna finally set his sights on the toughest guy.

The brown-fur cub eagerly picked up the bowl of carrots, tiptoed to hold the bowl in front of the Varian tyrant.

"Brother xanxus... eat."

Xanxus lowered his eyes, trying to drive away the uninterested cubs with his fierce eyes.

Just kidding, serious mafia who eats carrots.

But the omnipotent ferocious eyes lost their deterrent power in front of the little ghost. He was obviously about to cry from fright, but the rabbit-like kid still stood on tiptoe and looked at him firmly.

xanxus clicked his tongue.

"Listen up, brat." He held down the head of little carrot head with one finger, refusing to penetrate the weak and useless pitiful gaze, "This carrot is yours, not mine, you know?"

"So, get back to your seat with your carrot, ok?"

Gangji thought for a while, glanced at the task list, and then sneaked a glance at xanxus.

For some reason, I feel that although the other party is talking harshly, his mood seems to be much better than usual.

So the cub, who judged the situation, tightly grasped his bowl decorated with the pattern of little rabbits, stared at xanxus with big eyes, and said firmly - "baa!"

"what?!"

"Hahaha, it seems that your relationship is very good."

Seeing that a big battle (not) was about to break out, hearty laughter came from the door of the dining hall.

Gangji, like Xiao Niuzi, maintained the posture of competing with Xanxus, but saw that the other party died down first.

The unruly young man restrained his movements a little, stood up, and nodded to the man who entered the restaurant.

"Dad."

he called out.

Oda Sakunosuke moved behind Tsunayoshi calmly, and the cub also raised his head, looking at the person who came by in a daze.

Holding him up with one hand, the old man with a white beard smiled at him.

"Is this Gangji-kun?"

The old man who hugged him laughed, "I'm your father's good friend, timoteo, you can call me grandpa timoteo."

[Random task: Say hello to Jiudaime.Mission reward: fork suitable for xanxus x1]

So Gang Ji raised his head and looked at him cautiously.

"ti...timo...tomato...?"

xanxus: huh?

"Grandpa Titi!"

Timoteo laughed.

"Don't be so harsh, xanxus." He patted his son on the shoulder and said to Tsuna Yoshi with a smile, "I haven't been called like this before, well, it's a novel experience. However, I think Tsuna Yoshi-kun just needs I say it again, don't I?"

Gangji shrank his neck and nodded shyly.

So back and forth again, the cub happily called out timoeteo, the name of the leader of the Nine Generations of Pengelie.

Xanxus' expression was on the verge of losing control.

But timoteo hadn't seen such a playful expression of xanxus for a long time, holding Tsunayoshi in his arms, he immediately became playful.

"If xanxus bullies Gangji-kun." He whispered to Gangji-kun, "Tell me, Gangji-kun, I will help Gangji-kun!"

Gang Ji widened his eyes and bit his ear softly.

"really?"

Timoteo nodded.

So Gang Ji rolled his eyes and lifted his carrot bowl.

"Report!" Tutu murmured loudly, "Brother xanxus didn't eat carrots! He's picky eater!!"

Seems like he didn't care, but actually listened to the whole process of xanxus with his ears upright: "Huh?!"

Onlookers Varian: poof

Timoteo suppressed a smile, and looked at xanxus solemnly.

The latter shivered, turning his head away like a cat caught by the nape of its neck.

"I think Tsunaji-kun is right, you should eat some vegetables, right?"

Timoteo repeated his name with a smile.

"xanxus."

There are probably very few people in this world who can refuse the call from the godfather, let alone this person is not someone else, but his father.

Therefore, xanxus muttered something in some Italian dialect, and stared reluctantly at the ridiculous bowl.

"Tsk... big trash."

Gang Yoshi:?

Skuwari, who had expected it for a long time, showed an expression that I knew it would be like this, took Gangji's bowl, and poured the carrots into an empty plate.

Xanxus pawed twice meaningly, and Gang Ji's task was easily completed.

Tsuna: "Wow——"

He grabbed Timoteo's collar and admired in a low voice.

"Grandpa timoteo is amazing——"

He has never seen a person who can make xanxus tame obediently with just a few words!

Timoteo then laughed too.

"Does Tsunayoshi-kun want to know why xanxus listens to me so much?"

Gangji nodded.

Timoteo: "Because xanxus is my proud son."

He said it as if sharing a proud secret.

Tsunaki let out a sound of admiration.

He tilted his head, and felt that something was wrong.

"No, no!" the cub puffed up and said, "In this case, Grandpa Timoteo, you are wrong!"

Timoteo: "Oh?"

"Because because, if brother xanxus is grandpa's son, grandpa shouldn't help Tsuna to let brother xanxus eat something he doesn't like."

He looked at Timoteo with shining eyes, and said word by word: "Grandpa must take good care of him and trust him well."

Almost at the moment when his words were spoken, in the shadows, the young man who had melted himself into the darkness seemed to hear his little brother, whom he depended on for life, whispering softly in his ear before he left one night.

【"Trust me, Brother Zhen."】