Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

Tsunayoshi woke up earlier than Gokuji Hayato.

He was awakened by the thin air of the cramped space.

The cub who still remembered that he was sleeping in the piano room looked around blankly, only seeing patches of darkness.

His hands were tied, and something was stuffed into his mouth, preventing him from making a sound.

There was another person beside him, but it was too dark here, he could only feel that there was a person beside him, and he couldn't even tell if he was breathing.

No, it won't be Prison Lord, right?

Tsuna bit her lower lip, and carefully rubbed towards the guy beside her.

Something seemed to rub against his cheek, it was warm.

This made the nervous Tsuna calm down a little, pursed his lips, and used his face to feel the other party.

I rub, I rub rub.

The one with the short hair... is it Mr. Prison?

As he woke up, the system was slowly turned on, and old users who were used to the live broadcast room entered one after another. After seeing the darkness, there were a series of question marks.

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[Where is Zai Zai? Where is this? 】

[Feels like being locked up?The settings on the side of the interface can adjust the brightness and darkness. What is this, a box? 】

[Zai Zai and Prison Temple Zai are in the small box?A sardine game? 】

Gang Ji knew through them that the child was indeed a prison temple.

He let out a breath, because the situation of the other party seemed to be fine for you, and he became a little nervous again the next moment.

Finally, after exhausting the power of nine oxen and two tigers, the prison temple finally woke up!

Tsuna huddled in the corner like a small animal, and felt that the prison temple moved upwards.

In the darkness, Prison Temple gave him a reassuring look.

But it was too dark here, Tsuna didn't get it at all, and held his breath for fear of disturbing anything.

The box——Tsuna Yoshi thought, this is probably indeed a box—there was a chattering sound coming from outside the box, relying on the two or three sentences of three-legged cat Italian that he learned occasionally, Tsuna Yoshi understood a few words, but he didn’t It is of no use.

So he looked helplessly at the direction of the prison temple, moved and rubbed past.

Because of their movement, the little box moved slightly.

The three people who were talking outside paused and looked at each other, and they knew that the child in the box had woken up.

After making eye contact, the three young men decided to use a code that Italian kids couldn't understand.

"So, brother, what are these two brats going to do? Are they really going to be used for blackmail?"

One of them spoke first and asked in fluent Japanese.

Gang Ji, who was staying in the box, was startled, and found that he could suddenly understand what the human traffickers said outside!

He clung tightly to the prison temple, and raised his rabbit ears to listen.

[srds, the bunny and the cat snuggle together in the dark, so cute. 】

[Is Prison Temple a cat? (Suspicious) I feel like a dog hook! 】

【Varied?Isn't it a cat!Look at his silver fur, look at his arrogant look, he is an old arrogant cat, okay? 】

[But he is also a dog!Especially when looking at cubs, that's how my dog ​​Gou looks at me! 】

【I don't believe it, unless you make me healthy. 】

The voices of men discussing continuously came from outside the box.

"I can't help it, who told you and Kazuya to steal the piano and the child together?"

"But didn't you ask us to steal this, brother?! You said it was to catch the little devil and make a lot of extra money by the way."

"Huh? I didn't! It's hard enough to steal a piano from that kind of place, who would catch two more burdensome?"

"But both Liang and I saw that you wrote this sentence on the little note you gave us... Wow, boss, you don't want to renege on your debt, do you?"

"What note? I never wrote a note."

It seems... there is internal strife?

Hayato frowned, because the three of them were far away from the box and lowered their voices, so they couldn't hear what they said clearly.

But judging by the fact that they exchanged their crappy Italian for fluent Japanese, so maybe Japanese?

Japan's?

The silver-haired, blue-eyed boy frowned tightly.

When he was frowning, one hand pressed up and rubbed away the frowning brows.

He froze for a moment, turned his head, and saw the cub's worried face in the light revealed from the crack of the box.

Subconsciously raised a reassuring smile.

wait wait wait……!

Xiao Yuji looked at the fingers in front of his face in surprise, wondering whether he had missed something.

Tsuna blinked and shook her hand in front of him.

Hayato once again saw the pair of small hands clearly, and saw a little when they were shaking, and saw red marks that were obviously tied with ropes, indicating that the other party was just like him, and his hands and feet were tightly bound just now.

He moved his wrist in disbelief,...

Is this Pengo Lie? ! !

Gang Ji tilted his head, a little worried that his new friend might be broken, he rubbed over, and carefully lit a cluster of flames on his fingertips.

Take it easy, go slow.

Mr. Prison Temple is a kid who plays the piano, so don't burn his hands.

So, as if he was manipulating some precision instrument, he carefully burned the rope in the prison temple's hand.

The bunny cub let out a nervous breath.

Prison Temple Hayato: ...

Prison Temple Hayato was taken aback.

He originally thought that the other party was carrying a utility knife at most - although he didn't know why someone would carry that thing with him, but it was Peng Lie after all, in case he had rich experience in being kidnapped, it turned out He lit a fire manually.

Hayato Gujiji used his 50 eyes to assure that he didn't see any lighters, so this is what is special about Pengo Lie in the rumors?

Although Prison Temple is only a five-year-old cub, he was born in an arms dealer family that is closely related to Mafia. Since he was sensible, the voices of people with high positions inside and outside Mafia are indispensable in his mind. When I was a mascot, I also heard a lot of rumors on the mafia road.

Among them, the most talked about is Pengele.

It is said that Vongola is the uncrowned king of the inner world. It is said that each Vongola has a special power engraved in his blood. It is this power that supports them to achieve the dominance of the unified and divided mafia and become a well-deserved godfather.

But what this power is, except for the closest families, no one else knows.

Only one time, when a big man whose father would nod and bow when he saw him came, the little prison temple heard one ear during a routine talent show.

【"It's fire."】 said the venerable guest. 【"Vongola is called Vongola only because they have fire."】

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the guest's words.

This is indeed fire.

"Tsk, a bunch of idiots."

While the two cubs were burning the rope, a fourth voice appeared.

But unlike the voice from not far away, this voice seemed to be coming from the top of the head, ethereal and... immature?

The door of the box was opened from the outside, and the two children who had just escaped from the bondage were exposed to everyone.

This is a small warehouse, and three guys in black hoods were sitting and plotting not far away. When they heard this voice, they turned their heads in unison.

Gang Ji gasped when they stared at him.

Under the tension, the flames that had not been fully retracted increased, and the cub, who was actually very timid at the bottom of his heart, jumped out with a thud with the idea of ​​protecting his companions.

"No, you can't bully Prison Temple!" He took a deep breath, feeling that he had to say something harsh to strengthen his momentum.

But Gang Ji was still a little boy, in his ordinary life, at most, he would hear others calling him a waste material gang occasionally, and he couldn't think of any cruel words for a while.

He puffed his cheeks, and after sifting through the melons in his little head, he roared viciously.

"Trash!"

【Grass. 】

[Don't learn this, baby! ! 】

[Hawthorn, look at what you have taught your children! ! 】

[But the cub who talks about garbage is also so cute, and the tits are fierce. 】

[The dragon roars!Woohoo! ! 】

One of the traffickers' trio who was going to catch the kid suddenly staggered, he turned his head suddenly, and his legs trembled.

"Big, big brother!"

It seems to be the eldest brother of the trio, and the eldest brother with a more advanced mask: "Huh? What are you doing?"

The younger brother shook his legs: "This, this guy's catchphrase is rubbish!"

The elder brother clicked his tongue.

"So what." He put his hands on his hips, "Are you trash?"

"Of course I'm not!" The younger brother retorted subconsciously, and the next moment he turned into a black mask of noodles and tears, "But, but, according to the information we received, there is only one person in the whole world who can use garbage as a catchphrase, big brother!"

The eldest brother turned sideways to grab a cup of tea to catch his breath - he was actually startled by the sudden appearance of the little ones just now.

Hearing the words, he waved his hand casually, thinking that this little brother can't have it anymore, saying such a trivial thing as rubbish is worth his surprise, isn't it just saying rubbish, as if someone can't say it... Poof !

The eldest brother sprayed the tea on the face of the younger brother on the other side with a puff.

"You, are you talking about that person?!" The eldest brother took a breath, looked at Gangji, and his legs began to tremble.

"Ah, yes, big brother." The younger brother said, "It's just him."

The second brother wiped his face, and the face under the black hood gradually distorted.

"Is that the person?"

The eldest brother nodded deeply, his face was ashen, and he had already seen his own death.

"In the whole world, there is only one person who can use trash as a catchphrase." He said solemnly, "Xanxus, the young master of Vengley."

……

xanxus sneezed.

It's time, the night is very cool, but he only wears a shirt, and put the jacket on the window sill for the kid to pad his buttocks.

So he casually barged into Varian Lamorskuvaro's nearest door and grabbed one from the other's hanger.

Just finished the day's busy Scuvaro: ? ?

"Bastard boss! What are you doing?!"

Xanxus felt that the shark was really noisy, so he yawned lazily.

He walked crookedly to the desk of the other party, and saw a complicated form.

Mr. Convergence of Varian thought for a while, but couldn't find what it was in his little head, so he raised his eyes.

"what is this?"

Scovalo groaned.

"It's Varian's various supply companies in the next quarter." He paused and scratched his head, "It shouldn't be such a trouble, but this year there are two more kids in the family, Tsuna is prone to allergies, and Bell is very sensitive. Picky, so you have to re-select suppliers."

After hearing this, Ruslia had to say "good mother".

However, xanxus' complexion changed subtly.

"Italian company?" he asked.

Scovalo got what he meant by tacit understanding, looked at the bastard boss who didn't know why he started to care about this matter in surprise, and said, "Yes."

Xanxus was silent for a moment, and threw the roll of paper back into Skuvalo's arms.

"Change a few." He said concisely.

Scuvaro, who worked hard all afternoon: "Huh??"

Xanxus meant no joke at all, rather, he was a wayward bastard boss.

Scovalo stared at him for a while, and after making sure that the other party was not joking, he pulled out a new piece of paper without any complaints.

"Tell me." He tugged at his collar irritably, "What trouble do you need to do, young master?"

It's okay, the young master, it's okay xanxus, this is what Skuvalo called him when Xanxus still didn't agree with him at Mafia Academy.

xanxus was silent for a while.

"In Japan," he said.

Scuvaro dawdling the nib of his pen back and forth on the blank paper:? ?

Xanxus felt that after the first sentence was spoken, the whole person was at ease, and he continued to speak under the astonished gaze of Skuvalo, until all the envisaged requirements were finished.

Scovalo looked at xanxus with weird eyes, and complained: "We might as well start a company directly, bastard boss."

Said xanxus thought for a while, and felt that it seemed feasible.

So he nodded, and went out without saying a word.

Scuvaro, who understood the meaning of his eyes: ...

"Hey bastard boss, where are you going to find someone??"

Now there are only arms dealers in Pengo Lili, not even human traffickers! !

……

Tsunakichi blocked the trio's view of Hayato Gokuji.

He trembled a little because he was afraid, but he wanted to protect the prison temple, so he worked hard to muster up his courage and lit a flame to cheer himself up.

"Uncle..." He held back his tears, "Are you human traffickers?"

Because he was too scared, after saying this, Gang Ji also increased the amount of fire to embolden himself.

No matter how offline the trio realized what was wrong, the eldest brother stopped the loss in time to stop the approaching younger brother A, and said cautiously: "Of course we are not."

——Although calm down and think about it, this kid is not close to the rumored age of Xanxus, but what if!

What if he is the illegitimate son of xanxus or something!

Little brother B patched him: "We are mafia!"

Tsunaki strangely felt a little at ease because of the word mafia, and turned his head: "Kuji Yuji, the uncles of human traffickers are also mafia!"

Trafficker trio:! !

Big Brother: He said yes! !These two brats are also mafia! !

Little Brother A: Brother, calm down!It's scary, but please calm down!

Brother B: What, the mafia in Italy is already rolled up like this!

Big Brother & Little Brother A:? ?

Little Brother B: These are still minors!It's child labor!

Brother: In short, let’s fool the past first.

Little Brother A: Okay, let me frighten them first.

Younger Brother B (scratching his head): Well, then I will be responsible for waving the little white flag?

Brother: Okay, remember, we must not let them know where we are... Let the boss know, we will die, no, it will be more terrible than death!

The three of them looked at each other, feeling that they had already felt the thoughts of their companions.

So little brother A stepped forward, and with a "crash", tore a hole in the black mask at the mouth.

Gang Ji was startled by him, and the trembling flames lit up a lot.

Little brother A was very satisfied, he stepped on the chair with one foot, and took out a sharp Swiss army knife from the weapon belt on his thigh.

The eldest brother and younger brother B behind him were also taken aback by his actions, and the two even jumped up and hugged each other.

Little brother B: "Big, big brother?"

The eldest brother also trembled: "No, nothing, we have to trust Hezai!"

Little brother B clenched his fist: "Okay!"

He let go of the boss, and tremblingly pulled out a small white flag from behind.

So, in the younger brother Jia Yi Yi Yi!Woohoo!Amidst the ghostly screams, a small white flag was quietly raised.

Gang Yoshi:?

He looked hesitantly at the little brother A who was licking the knife, then at the little white flag rising quietly behind him, and finally his eyes fell on the little black figure floating in the air and silently drifting towards the door.

"Where are you going?" He tilted his head in doubt, pointing to the trio who looked like they were dancing masters, "Aren't you and your uncles together?"

Looking at the small child who was stiffened by his own voice, he suddenly hesitated.

Difficult, isn't this kid with the uncles?Is it the child who was kidnapped like Tsuna Kichi? !

The cub's eyes widened, suddenly flustered.

The cloaked kid caught by him was also a little flustered. He didn't expect that he would be seen by others. After all, as an illusionist, he could hide in the crowd as long as he relied on the fog.

The little child curled his lips and floated in front of the cub.

"Can you see me?" He observed the cluster of flames with great interest, then nodded clearly, "Oh, Vongola, annoying Vongola."

Although Gang Ji didn't know how he recognized that he was Peng Lie, this did not prevent him from nervously including the other party in his protection circle.

"I, my name is Tsuna-kichi, don't worry, Tsuna-kichi will protect you and Prison-kun!"

Mamon, who was suddenly carried into the box behind him by a little cub:?

He slowly floated up, and the kid beside him was looking at him with a fierce look, much smarter than the not-so-bright guy outside.

Mamon was silent for a moment, then suddenly let out two soft beeps.

"Then, then you have to protect me well." He said, where no one could see, the thick purple mist gradually engulfed, "My name is Mamun."

【Help this Mamon, it's weird! 】

[Be careful, Zai Zai, the kid who suddenly appeared here is really strange! ! 】

[You guys are making too much fuss, but I think he is quite cute x. 】

[Yes, yes, new kid capture! 】

But Gang Ji didn't look back, he took a deep breath, and felt that for his little friends, he had to be serious.

So, the cub slowly exhaled the breath, trying to increase the flame output.

Like what xanxus said.

[Just burn it. 】

With a bang, the golden-red pillar of fire rushed into the sky.

……

Xanxus raised his head knowingly.

Sitting in front of him was Andra's Patriarch, Varian's old friend, an arms dealer.

He is also the father of Hayato Gokuji, Char Andra2.

Facing the well-known tyrant in the other world, Char Andra felt a little embarrassed.

He maintained a decent behavior, but countless question marks kept floating in his heart.

He met xanxus on his way to find Hayato.

At that time, he was asking the passing maid if he saw his child, and the yawning xanxus who passed by heard him describe his cub, and patted him on the shoulder without saying a word.

God knows how many crap flashed through Xiaya's mind when he turned his head and saw the tyrant face of xanxus that could stop children crying at night.

Then he was told that his cub was playing with Varian's kid.And he...

Xanxus brought him to the lounge, raised his long legs and skillfully placed his feet on the handmade solid wood coffee table made by an unknown master, with an indulgent gesture.

"I remember you as a merchant?" the Varian tyrant asked lazily.

Char nodded. In fact, Andra's family was one of the arms dealers who had a close relationship with Varian.

Compared with Vengley, who has a stable supply of arms, as Vongola's partner, it is actually Varian who cooperates with Andra's family.

However, this kind of trivial matter is obviously not under the control of Xanxus. Before that, Xia Ya only met the previous leader, that is, Sword Emperor Durr.

After the big reshuffle, the deal remained basically the same, and the connector was only replaced by a younger guy, who was said to be Otabio of the Varian military division.

So it was quite normal for this arrogant tyrant to not know him.

Xanxus didn't know what Xia Ya was thinking, and he didn't bother to appreciate Xia Ya's thoughts.

After getting a positive answer from the other party, Varian's tyrant was really silent for a while, and then tried to release a little signal of kindness.

For example, laugh.

It's just that the corner of his lips moved a little, and the guy opposite turned pale as far as the naked eye could see.

xanxus: ...

He leaned back on the sofa like an old man, returning to his usual indifferent expression.

The arms dealer on the opposite side also recovered.

xanxus: ...

He thought to himself, don't these arms dealers have a business license?How can I say that Varian is also a big customer of their family, so what kind of cooperation is they talking about when they are so shaken.

However, he has never been the one dealing with arms dealers, and this line has not made any mistakes so far, so Xanxus temporarily suppressed his displeasure.

After Char tried to find a variety of topics and expressed his gratitude to the tyrant for taking care of his stupid son, he withdrew his legs.

It's just a courtesy thank you, Xia Ya who didn't expect the other party to really take care of his stupid son:?

Xanxus stared at him, which made him feel like he was being stared at by some terrible beast in the wild, and he couldn't help but sweat.

After a while, Varian's tyrant, a man whose name would scare people in the world, spoke.

"Since I'm a businessman, help me start a company." Xanxus clasped his hands together in front of his face, showing a look that is sure to win, "From infants to teenagers, the production line is all inclusive, and the main purpose is to supply the use at home...by-products Do as you like, it doesn't matter if you lose money."

"As for the name..."

Xanxus closed his eyes, waving his arms and grinning at himself, how the things outside were not in compliance with the regulations, and the shark words that would make the kid allergic if he was not careful flashed in his mind.

"Just call it a shark."

Char:? ? !

However, before he could ask any questions, the arrogant and lazy tyrant gave him a meal.

The next moment, a horrifying murderous aura came from the opponent.But in the blink of an eye, xanxus disappeared in place.

"Hey, bastard boss!"

Skuvalo's voice was heard not far away.

Xanxus clicked his tongue, pulled the door of the sports car that passed in front of him, and sat firmly on the racing car.

No one spoke, and the destination was not far from the castle, the fire that shot straight into the sky.

In the back seat, the prince's giggling laughter came from the back seat.

The entire Vengley was still for a moment because of the sudden flame, and then it started to operate like a huge machine.

Varian is no exception.

Otabio, Varian's military adviser, hurriedly walked in the corridor, cold sweat dripping from his brow.

A bunch of trash.

He clenched his fists.

Even a mere brat is helpless, tsk.

One punch hit the wall.

However, the hardness of the wall was not felt.

Otabio raised his head stiffly and met a face that was not smiling.

"Nine generations welcome."

Kroken Bush, Mist Guardian of the Nine Generations family, said to him.

On the other side, xanxus is urging Skuvari to hurry up.

Scovalo had already stepped on the accelerator, and turned his head when he heard the words.

"Beep——I've stepped on the gas pedal! If you hurry up, you'll fly over by yourself!!"

As soon as the words came out, Xanxus clicked his tongue immediately.

Just when Scuvari thought he was finally going to calm down, xanxus kicked open the car door violently, with two guns in hand, he jumped out of the passenger seat and fired at the same time, and flew into the sky in circles, towards the The flame flew away.

Scovalo didn't notice it for a while, and was affected by the opponent's recoil (?), his car bounced on the road, and after a 180-degree turn after sweeping the guardrail and crashing into the cliff, he finally stopped and rushed towards the god of death.

Varian's second-generation sword emperor held the imp who didn't know when he climbed into the car in one hand, and looked in the direction that Xanxus was flying.

"Tsk, that bastard boss."

He couldn't help cursing, and couldn't help taking a look.

Tsk, he beep—who was the guy who said that he raised a dog casually and didn't care about the little trash?

The author has something to say: x: silence

x (drawing the gun): let anyone who hears this sentence die (violent)

s:.

impossible scenario

x: Wang.

1 from Backstreet Girl) Yes, it’s brother three, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen it, it’s enough to know that this is a very funny ppt animation!

2 private setting, by the way, the name of Prison Temple Mommy is Lavina (if I remember correctly), there should be xd later.