Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

【Hahaha】

[Look at scaring the child]

[Bell saw his own consequences too accurately. 】

[This is called self-knowledge... Puff hahaha. 】

Amidst the laughter, the blond little prince took a step back, giggling, trying to hide himself behind the smaller little rabbit.

Unlike him, when Da Bell came to Pengo Lie, he had never seen a little rabbit being beaten.Let’s not talk about Scuvaro, who is the same natural enemy. The ferocious shark will not bite the rabbit when it encounters a rabbit, even if it is a little louder, it has to be weighed-you know, it is a shark that can almost attack with sound waves!

As for Xanxus?

To be honest, Bell was a little vain, but a dead friend is not a poor man, the prince protected the little rabbit for such a long way, it's time for the little rabbit to contribute to the prince!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a hee hee laugh in a cold sweat.

Gang Ji felt his fear, took a step forward consciously, and even opened her claws, enveloping Bell like an old hen protecting its chicks.

Bell: Huh?

"Shan, Hawthorn is so fierce!" He complained, "Why are you so fierce?"

[That's right, it's too fierce!Look at scaring us Zai Zai and Babe Bell! 】

[Condemn and condemn! 】

Xanxus smiled angrily at him.

He hadn't even thought about why the little ancestor came here in disgrace to disturb his conversation with Otabio, but he was sued by the villain first, which is really unreasonable.

He sneered, and waved his hand as if beckoning a cat to tease a dog.

Gangji Tutu sneaked over.

Bell stood there either to follow or not, holding his own knife in his cuff, and also sneaked up behind Tsuna.

In this situation, Otabio should have stopped Bell, but he didn't know what he was doing, or he really didn't realize what Bell was doing, so he let him go.

Xanxus glanced at him casually, and picked up Tsunayoshi Sawada.

light.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Italians carry Sawada Tsunayoshi like a kitten, no matter how concerned they are, they are light.

However, Xanxus came to this conclusion after hearing from Skuvarona that the red hair following the kid was summoned by Reborn, and seeing the kid's loss of appetite in recent days.

Gangji didn't expect him to be picked up so easily, and immediately stared at Xanxus with wide eyes, just like a caught rabbit.

As a result, Xanxus just turned around and left with him like this, Gang Ji hurriedly turned to look at his little friend, but saw Bell standing there as if in a daze.

"Shan, Hawthorn! Let Gangji down." Gangji kicked his legs and turned his head, "Xanxus... the villain Hawthorn who bullies children—"

Xanxus paused, remembering that there was a leather monkey behind him, and carried them away one by one.

Cold sweat dripped down Bell's back.

In the end, he was neither slammed into the wall nor beaten into a Bell biscuit, and he was thrown in the garden——

For Bell, this was the first time that Xanxus was so gentle, watching Xanxus continue to carry the little rabbit and leave.

Bell got up and threw the knife, Xanxus turned his head and let it go——

He felt that his temper was really good now, and he didn't burn that boy Bell to ashes—he casually called Ruslia.

Then Ruslia, who was squatting somewhere, jumped out, holding a camera in her hand, holding Bell firmly and leaving.

The blond little prince turned his head, his little pet was still in the hands of the terrifying Demon King.

Although the big devil hadn't had an attack yet, and he was safe for the time being, but seeing his little rabbit being snatched away by the big devil, Bell still had an indistinct desire to win.

No.

The little rabbit is his... They all stand in front of him to protect him, which shows that the little rabbit is also very conscious about the position of his pet, so the little rabbit must also recognize him as his master!

So this wave of the big devil robbed him of his things.

What Bell hates most is people who take his things.

Whether it was his brother Jill or someone else, even if his parents took what belonged to Bell, he could snatch it back.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped.

Ruslia: "Huh? What's the matter, lovely Bell sauce?"

Bell giggled and took out the knife, and threatened in an uncute way.

"Let go, dead ladyboy."

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Gang Ji didn't know what happened here, he was tired after kicking for a while, and he was held by Xanxus limply, really like a rabbit caught by the nape of his neck.

After walking for a while, the cub called out in a drawn-out tone.

"Hawthorn shreds—"

Xanxus doesn't look sideways.

Gang Ji continued his efforts, his soft voice sounded very bleak in the long corridor.

shame.

Xanxus refrained from giving him a headache, the strength in his hands tightened and tightened.

Gangji covered his neck.

"The hawthorn shreds are a bit tight qaq."

【Mom, my hair is a little tight——】

[Laughing to death, Mama Hawthorn——]

[Be careful of the hawthorn shreds coming to blow your heads off!I am different, I call my husband directly! 】

Xanxus twitched the corner of his mouth, and silently relaxed a little.

They walked through the long corridor and through the main hall. Members of Vengley were leading the repairer in, and the destination was the portrait in the center of the hall.

Tsuna turned his head curiously and shook the fur on Xanxus' collar.

"Who is that, Xanxus?"

At this time he was called Xanxus again.

Xanxus looked over, and the blond godfather looked down at the world with a pitiful and majestic expression.

His expression improved a lot.

"Giotto Vongola." He whispered the name of the portrait, and glanced at the curious baby Gang Ji, "Vongola's first leader is your ancestor in terms of blood."

Gangji tilted his head: "Ancestor? What does ancestor mean?"

He looked at the young face of the other party, and asked hesitantly, "Is that brother?"

Xanxus: ...

He silently calculated, a little uncertain.

"It should be your great-great-grandfather?"

Tsuna groaned and started snapping her fingers.

"Grandpa Great-Great-Great? So old—"

Xanxus was silent for a moment, refraining from hitting the child.

However, saying that he is a good boss in front of the first generation feels a little disrespectful. Although Xanxus is not a person who values ​​such things, he still paused intuitively and did not continue to answer.

Gang Ji continued to look at the portrait in a flutter. The restorer came to carry out daily maintenance. The portrait was hung in the center of the hall. Members of Pengelie would not dare to touch it at ordinary times, and the paint on the frame was not even peeled off.

Seeing that he was still stretching his neck to look over there, Xanxus stretched out his hand to fish him back.

"Don't look at it, this thing is a fake, it's really in the old man's office...I'll take you to see it later."

Only then did Gang Ji obediently withdraw her curiosity.

Although he actually didn't know what a counterfeit was, he still shrank into Xanxus' arms obediently.

The brown-haired rabbit looked behind without blinking, and suddenly approached Xanxus and whispered in his ear in surprise.

"Gangji just now... seems to have seen Grandpa blink his eyes."

...

"Hahaha, is that so?" Timoteo's subordinates waved back to report, and after listening to Tsunayoshi repeating what they said in front of the portrait of the first generation, he held Tsunayoshi in his arms and smiled, "That means that we, Mr. Fate."

He stood up, and Xanxus turned the nearest lamp knowing his father's meaning, and the study opened with a clatter, revealing a room further inside.

This is Jiudaimu's serious office. In the luxurious and low-key room, there are photo frames ranging from one to eight, each of which is a little taller than normal adults, so that people can only look up at them.

Timoteo laughed, "Tsuna Yoshi-kun hasn't been here yet, has he?"

Tsuna opened his eyes wide and nodded to answer the question, but his eyes were fixed on these portraits.

He started to look at it from the end. It was a woman who was somewhat similar to Kudaime. His gaze went from eight to one all the way, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

"It's Zeng... Grandpa!"

The cub's little radish head has forgotten how many times there are.

Instead, Timoteo laughed loudly and began to introduce the eight leaders of Vongola to the children.

It stands to reason that this should be done by a tutor or Tsuna's father, but since the child is still too young, it seems a little too early to hire a tutor, and his father is still lying in the ICU, and Timoteo himself He is also Tsunayoshi's elder—he is still the child's godfather—and now he is free, so it would be an interesting experience to tell the story in person.

However, the cub did not realize his good intentions.

Although Jiudaimu used Japanese to take care of him, the string of Italian names that were so long that the cubs found it incredible still defeated Tsunayoshi.

The name of the cub went round and round in his mind, and finally there was only one Vongola left, and the two mosquito coils looked aside.

"Vongola" he asked dazedly.

Timoteo nodded with a smile.

Tsunade let out a wow sound.

He frowns for a moment thinking, looking at the kind Timoteo and then at Xanxus, wrinkles appear on his face.

Timoteo: "Huh? What happened to Tsunayoshi-kun?"

Tsunaji sighed like an adult.

"It seems that there are good-tempered clams and bad-tempered clams." The cub shook his head, and even used the new vocabulary Oda Sakunosuke had inadvertently taught, "Is this the diversity of species?"

【Hahaha, baby, you really dare to say it. 】

[God sweet species diversity, baby, look at how dark Hawthorn's face is? 】

[Laughing, Zai Zai: My uncle hasn't hit me for three days! 】

Xanxus: ...

Xanxus is already rolling up his sleeves.

Timoteo obviously didn't expect Master Tsunayoshi to think about this for so long. He stretched out his hand to rua the cub's soft and fluffy hair, and said patiently: "It's true. It's like there are good people in this world. People, there are bad people, does Tsuna understand?"

Tsunade nodded happily.

Then he looked at Xanxus whose face was half black, stared at him for a long time, then sneaked up to Timoteo's ear, and said in a whisper, "But even a clam like hawthorn shreds is not a bad boy."

He stretched out his claws and listed: "Even if he is very fierce, can scare children to tears, has a bad temper and is picky eater... But he buys Gangji for Shasha, builds building blocks with Gangji, and is willing to hug Gangji, he is a Good clams."

——Tutu is a good bunny with clear likes and dislikes!

He raised his head to ask the other party's opinion: "What do you think of the ninth generation grandpa?"

Timoteo knows how cruel his son has a reputation in the industry. To be honest, he always thought that Tsuna Yoshi was led by someone under Xanxus——

As for his son, Jiudaimu did not have such a luxury.However, according to what Gang Ji meant, Xanxus not only did not alienate him, but seemed to spend a lot of time by Gang Ji's side.

This made Timoteo stunned for a moment. He looked at his son, who looked bored, but his eyes were hastily withdrawn before he could divert, and it was obvious that he had been paying attention to this side.

Timoteo suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment like a young child in my family.

It didn't feel so strong when Xanxus was Varian's leader.

After all, at that time, although Xanxus had already gained a reputation, he hadn't grown into what he expected.

But now, Timoteo suddenly discovered that the other party had grown up before he even realized it.

And Xanxus looked away calmly.

You don't need to listen to him to know what the old guy will say, it must be a "yes...but..." or something...

He is already very familiar with this set, and it has been like this since a long time ago. His noble father has never been used to his violent and ostentatious style, and even a word of praise will add a but as a turning point.

Varian's tyrant became angry after thinking about it. He simply closed his eyes and acted as if nothing had happened.

【Why does this father and son feel weird...】

[My father and I are almost the same... The problem is that my father is a big ice cube with a straight face, and Jiudai looks at him with kind eyebrows and good intentions, so he hesitates to even praise the child. 】

【What do you think】

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Gangji didn't know what the old man was thinking, he looked at Timoteo and Xanxus, but he didn't comment, and couldn't help shaking him.

"What do the nine generations of grandpas think—?" He persisted, "Isn't hawthorn shreds a good clam?"

Kudaime lowered his head and rubbed the little one's head.

"Yes, he is." Timoteo paused, "But..."

Tsuna asked curiously: "But?"

Timoteo lowered his voice: "But he's a little immature."

The cub tilted his head and asked, "Immature?"

Those big beautiful eyes blinked, puzzled.

"But what my grandfather and I are talking about is whether the hawthorn silk is a good hawthorn silk duck." He said doubtfully, "Good is good, bad is not good, what is immaturity? Is it good or not? "

Timoteo was suddenly asked.

In the cub's clear eyes, he couldn't help but reflect for a while, and found that it was really as Tsunaji said, and he has always looked at Xanxus in this way-it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad, it just feels that the other party is immature .

Because he always felt that Xanxus was too imposing.However, because he has always felt indebted to Xanxus, he cannot stop the other party from growing freely.

Over time, whether it is praise or derogation, it becomes difficult to say.Even the occasional praise will be stiffly added with a "but..."

But Xanxus is still a child, and those are trivial problems.

It's just that he felt shy, so he used it to cover up.

——Who knew that the godfather standing at the top of the world was such a coward?

Timoteo laughed at himself, and remembered what Tsuna had told him before, he had to trust his son, and felt that he was really old, and even such things should be brought up by children.

"You're right, Gang Ji-jun." He looked at his son tolerantly, and the other party closed his eyes tightly and frowned, obviously tired of hearing it.

He even sneered.

Kudai's eyes were blessed to the heart, so he paused, put Tsunaki on the ground, raised his index finger in a booing gesture, and walked slowly in front of Xanxus.

"I'm sorry, Xanxus," he said softly. "I guess what I should say is that you've been a good boy."

Xanxus sneered.

He crossed his arms—a defensive gesture—and threw his head back.

"Shut up your nonsense, old man," he said. "It doesn't matter to me whether it's good or bad."

In other words, telling an evil mafia that you are a good boy is like telling a death row prisoner that you are the world's most benevolent person.

What does Xanxus want?

It's not such a frivolous evaluation, but power and strength are things that allow him to control everything.

Timoteo frowned imperceptibly.He was too clear about his son, so he clearly knew what the other party was thinking, but he was silent for a moment, and did not change his words, just looked at the other party gently.

You've always been my pride - he's trying to get that message across, but it just doesn't always feel like the right time for him to say it.

It's okay, Xanxus is still young.

Timoteo couldn't help thinking.

Xanxus clicked his tongue and waved his sleeves away.

Gang Ji, who was stepping on the plush carpet, poked out half of his head, sighed like a little adult, chose the latter between staying or continuing to be a Xanxus pendant, and followed up.

After following for a while, the little guy cried out, grabbed Xanxus' thigh, and said that he couldn't walk.

"The hawthorn silk is walking too fast." Gangji murmured softly, "Gangji jiojio is short and can't keep up with quq."

Only then did Xanxus recover from his anger, and he lowered his head speechlessly.

The Varian tyrant and Tsuna looked at each other.

Xanxus: "Why did you come out?"

His words were a little dry.

Gangji stepped on him angrily.

The boy twitched the corners of his mouth, after all he didn't care about this, and raised his foot to leave, but saw the brown-haired rabbit rattled up in front of him, stretching out two short, short claws.

"Gangji can't walk anymore." The little ghost was acting like a baby softly, "I want to hug."

Xanxus was silent, Gang Ji moved towards him, and said persistently: "Hawthorn hugs Gang Ji."

Even so, they held hands.

Carrying a little brat was as easy as carrying a doll for Xanxus, and he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy when he remembered that he took Sawada Tsunayoshi to find the old man.

Tsunade looked at him incredulously.

Xanxus carried the kid to his office, put him on the desk, and sat down on the boss chair with a big face.

This is the first time Gangji entered Xanxus' office, probably because it was designed by Peng Gelie. The office of Xanxus is not much different from that of the ninth generation. Only the details have been changed to suit the preferences of the two. .

Tsuna looked around like a curious baby, and finally looked at Xanxus blankly.

Xanxus clicked his tongue.

He originally took Sawada Tsunayoshi to the old man to test the flames.

As we all know, there is a powerful power hidden in Vongola's blood, which is called the flame of death by those who know it.

When he was brought back to Vengley from the slums by his father, it was because of the flames that ignited that belonged exclusively to the Vengley family.

And according to that trash shark, back in Russia the Imp had lit the flames.

This matter was no secret among Varian's senior management, and he also told the old man when he came back.

However, there were so many people and so many things, I gradually forgot about it until I saw the little ghost and Bell mingling together and stretching out his hands to protect each other, then I suddenly remembered it.

Xanxus' red pupils stared at Tsunaki very oppressively.

"Flame, do you know how to use it?"

He raised his hand, and a spherical flame flickered in his hand.

Gangji tilted his head.

He is actually not very afraid of Xanxus' fire... Although he always uses this to intimidate him, it is like a child who has heard too much about the wolf, and after hearing this story again, he no longer has any fear.

He was even able to reach out, wanting to feel the temperature of the flame.

Xanxus: ...

The boy silently raised his hand and raised his chin, signaling the cub to release his flames as well.

Well, just look at what attributes it is, then his mission is over.

But since it is the descendant of the first generation, in fact, whether it is Jiudaimu or Xanxus, there are already guesses about the attributes of Tsunayoshi Flame.

[Random task: perform a release of flames.Reward: lucky draw chance x1]

Although that's what I said...

Gang Ji blinked his big eyes, still puzzled.

"How do I do this Huohuo?" He wanted the system's rewards, but he was confused, so he was extra serious.

Xanxus was silent for a moment.

What I want to say is that there is something called Death Qi Pill inside Vengley, which can help the human body to ignite flames.

But he thought about it again. At this age, he was already able to grab the territory by relying on the flames, so Sawada Tsunayoshi must be able to do the same.

But how to do it is really hard to explain. If you want to talk about it, Xanxus is that kind of talent flow, and you can only say things like "it's just a bang-it came out with a bang".

But Xanxus is Xanxus. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered the moment when he burst into flames, picked up the phone and asked the trash shark to bring two donuts.

Seeing his hopeless appearance, Xanxus couldn't help but sneered.

Tsunayoshi didn't care about him, and although Sakunosuke left, he left behind valuable property for Skuvalo——

One hundred and eight ways of raising cubs, and instructing the combat captain who is particularly pampering cubs in certain aspects, not only the agreed small cake has been reduced to one piece per day, but the supply of other desserts has also been reduced. It's for Zai Zai's good.

Gangji hummed.

Xanxus slowly picked up the fork when the shark threw two donuts cursing.

Gangji was eager to try, but Shanzhasi didn't share the tableware with him, and could only watch him eat slowly.

Tsuna looked at him eagerly, watching Xanxus wait and wait until the two donuts were gone and there was no one for himself.

The cub looked pitifully at the empty plate, then at Xanxus who had finished eating, and couldn't hold back, crying out loud.

"Hawthorn...the villain Hawthorn is bullying people qaq!!"

This cry is already very piercing.Outside the door, Bell, who sneaked up behind Scovalo, was taken aback. He didn't expect that the big devil would even bully the little rabbit.

He took out the knife he had just smuggled out of the kitchen, stroked it twice, took a deep breath, and threw the knife out.

Brush, brush, brush!

Several small knives shot in from the window!

Xanxus was irritated by the kid crying, turned around and filled the gun with flames, and the flames swallowed up the knives hanging on the fishing line.

Turning around again, the bitter kid who was placed on the table by himself disappeared, the door was opened a crack, and two golden furs fell on the ground, and at a glance, it was clear that the little golden retriever came to steal the rabbit.

The little bastard actually knows how to make noises.

The Varian tyrant clicked his tongue and sat back in his seat.

Sunlight came in from the window and shone on him.

Xanxus couldn't help thinking of Timoteo's words, he hated this weak tone, but Timoteo's words kept repeating as if they had taken root in his mind, as if they were going to be engraved into his brain.

Who the hell wants to be a good baby, Sawada Tsunayoshi?

He refuted the voice in his heart, tossing and turning unable to calm down, he simply stood up and went to the next door.

"Hey, big trash, what are you doing?"

"At work, dealing with the official documents you threw over."

"Go to the training ground."

"Huh? I'm working, working!! You bastard boss, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Uh..." Boom——

Snapped--

wow-

A wall collapsed, and after a while, a refreshed Xanxus left the crime scene, and Tsuna, who was hiding at the corner, looked at Bell with Bell covering his mouth and nose, and sniffed.

A sentence floated across the barrage:

[The shark is not asleep either. 】