Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

Gangji felt shocked.

He stared blankly at the gradually thinning mist, and for the first time felt a desire to keep her for a long time.

But he didn't know how to do it.

The young Gangji looked around, but no one could clearly see the disappearing figure except him.

Even Prison Temple, whom Misty called "the child", didn't realize that his mother was by his side.

Gangji suddenly felt very sad, because if it was him, his mother was by his side, but he didn't know that she was with him all the time, then Gangji would definitely be very sad, maybe he would die so sad that it is not impossible .

He lowered his eyes, a look of disappointment flooding his face.

Ruslia noticed his state, thought for a while, and asked doubtfully, "Are you hungry?" or something like that.

Gangji shook his head.

Seeing Ruslia go out on her own to find food for him, she slowly looked away.

He almost forgot.thought the cub.

Grandpa Talbo said that only the chosen children can see these spirits.

They are often born of love or remorse, but in short there is an emotion that perpetuates their existence, and keeps them in the world for a long time as the link between the soul and the matter.

However, manpower is limited after all.

If it is not possible to rely on external objects—for example, living in the ring—then, disappearance is the final end of the souls who remain in this world.

The cub, which has gradually understood what "farewell" and "death" is, lowered its eyes, showing a somewhat sad expression.

【Ai?What's the matter, cub? 】

[I feel like I'm about to cry quq... I don't know what happened, but don't cry quq]

For some reason, the prison temple was keenly aware of the other party's sadness, and became cautious and flustered.

"Master Gangji?" Gougou's invisible ears pricked up nervously.

And the group of smoke that was about to drift away was still tirelessly calling his name.

However, the silver-haired puppy didn't know this, and was still looking at him nervously.

Gangji didn't know what to do.

He pursed his lips and finally made a choice.

"Prison Temple Lord..." He licked his lips, really not knowing how to start this topic.

Hearing Gang Ji calling his puppy to prick up his ears, he obediently responded.

Gang Ji thought about it, looked around, and finally pursed his lips and chose a tactful way of asking.

"Juji-kun...do you believe that there are...ghosts in this world?"

That's a really good question.

Gokuji Hayato was stunned for two seconds, blinked his eyes, and took a while to digest Tsunayoshi's words.

The two fell into silence for a while.

Just when Tsunaki started to think about whether his question was a bit strange or impolite, the boy who finally got stuck grabbed his paw.

"Hara, does Tsunaki also believe in ghosts in this world!" His eyes brightened, "Of course I do! I subscribe to the magazine "Strange Mysterious Scientist" every month, have you read it? Dr. X above has demonstrated the possibility of UFOs and ghosts, and I have personally seen a vase behind me suddenly fall to the ground... This is a ghost! Ghosts must exist!"

The sudden enthusiasm of the silver-haired puppy made Tsuna a little overwhelmed.

For some reason, when the vase was released in the Prison Temple, the mist that had gradually dissipated like cotton candy paused suspiciously.

But Tsuna didn't notice this, he was overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm of the prison temple, and it took him a long time to reach out and save himself from this frenzy called passion.

"Cough, cough cough," he turned his head away, and coughed twice, "Si-if this is the case, it will be much more convenient."

The cub secretly exhaled, "Then Gangji wants to tell you a secret."

He discussed it as if he was talking about a little secret with Prison Temple.

Infected by his attitude, Prison Temple lowered his voice and sneaked closer to his ear.

"Okay, okay." The silver-haired puppy swallowed, "Please tell me."

So Tsuna became even more nervous, and said in a low voice: "It's a very, very important secret...but don't be afraid, Mr. Prison Temple."

Prison Temple was originally nervous because the respected (?) Master Tsunayoshi had something to share with him, but seeing Tsunayoshi's appearance, he became even more nervous, and almost forgot how to put his hands and feet for a while .

[23333 Help, they are so cute, the two of them. 】

【Is this a human cub? It's so cute. 】

【Tricking me to have a baby again...Damn it, I won't be fooled! 】

【Very well. I asked my nephew, and he said that they must have played it, so I beat him up. 】

【nephew:? ? ? 】

[Hahahahahaha. 】

The shy and nervous two cubs here finally reached an agreement, and Tsuna stood on tiptoe, ready to tell the prison temple the fact that there was a "ghost" beside him.

However, just as he opened his mouth, the door opened from the outside.

Ruslia, who had been going back and forth, came in with the food, beckoning the two cubs over like the owner urging the piglets to eat, abruptly interrupting Gangji's long-prepared spellcasting.

Gangji, who failed to tell the little secret, stood up and puffed her cheeks.

However, the attention of the cubs was as easy to switch as a cat, but after a while, he was attracted by the food again.

But even if it was sweet and delicious, it couldn't erase Tsunayoshi's worries. He chewed and chewed the food, but his eyes couldn't stop looking behind the prison temple.

—weakened even more.

He thought, even a little worried.

After completing the task of feeding the piglets, Ruslia held her face and left. However, Gangji, who interrupted the casting, couldn't find a chance to restart the conversation.

He was holding the puzzle piece in his hand, frowning with a look of pain and hatred on his face.

When Hayato, who had already completed his half of the puzzle, turned his head to ask for praise, what he saw was Tsunayoshi's frowning expression.

The frightened and inexperienced puppy breathed lightly for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder if he had spelled something wrong.

After checking again and again, he opened his mouth cautiously.

"Master Gangji?" He whispered, "Did you encounter difficulties? The puzzle piece in your hand is the piece of the ring."

What a clever and witty cub.

Tsuna looked down at the jigsaw puzzle that was obviously referring to the ring, and placed it on the 90.00% completed finger. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly made a sound of enlightenment.

"Gangji knows!" He said suddenly.

Prison Temple who has no idea what happened: ?

However, Tsuna, who gradually understood everything (not at all), clenched his fist and slammed it on the palm of his hand, and stood up.

Prison Temple couldn't help calling out: "Master Gangji?"

The brown-haired cub looked left and right, raised his nose and sniffed someone's breath, then turned his head and showed a big smile towards the prison temple.

"Don't worry, Prison Lord, Gangji will help you keep Prison Lord's mother!" He said, showing envy, "Auntie likes Prison Lord so much, so, so I won't let her go It fell!"

【? 】

【? ? 】

[Did I miss an episode? ? 】

[So where is Prison Temple Mommy?Didn't you say you died before? 】

[Is it what Zai Zai just said... a ghost? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

Prisoner Hayato was stunned.

However, before he could react, Gang Ji had rushed out like a small whirlwind.

Hayato, who was left in the same place, slowly widened his eyes. He didn't know how long it had passed, and he didn't even notice that tears were falling silently.

He thought of many things for no reason.

Although he said that he had never seen his "mother", when Tsuna Ji said that sentence, a figure gradually appeared in his mind.

That was his former tutor, a woman with very long and beautiful long hair and a beautiful face.

He remembered that person came to him when the newly inserted white lily in the vase was still dripping with dew, bent down, and showed a smile gentler than the morning sunlight outside the window.

It was a bright day, but the morning light was gentle.It shines softly on her face, dyeing that gentle smile with warm and bright colors.

The originally fair skin almost became crystal clear under the sunlight. They were so close, their breath blended with each other, and they could almost see the fine hairs on each other's faces.

She smiled and led him to the piano, holding his little paws with her white and well-knuckle hands, and gently touched the keys in the fragrance of lilies and under the light of the morning sun.

At that time, Hayato Kikuji looked at the woman who was smiling from the bottom of his heart, and thought that it would be great if she was a "mother".

If "mother" had any face, it would be fine if she looked like a teacher.

Therefore, at this time, when Tsuna said that the person who was with him was "mother", it was not a doll without a face that appeared in the prison temple's mind, but the figure of the former piano teacher.

The small prison temple, who has been working hard to be an independent man since the teacher left, bit his lower lip, and when he couldn't help crying again for the first time, he smashed the jigsaw puzzle he had put together .

The eyes belonging to the first generation of Vongola looked at him quietly, as if the grandson of the first generation who did not know how many generations, the existence named Tsunayoshi Sawada was looking at him.

Hell Temple Hayato let out a breath, lowered his head, and diligently reassembled the puzzle.

With each piece of the jigsaw puzzle, those days that he thought he had forgotten, with the scent of white lilies, came together in his mind.

【It's ok. 】

Prison Temple Hayato thought.

【Since Master Tsunayoshi said it, then he just needs to wait patiently and wholeheartedly for him. 】

If you want to say why - it's just because his Master Tsunayoshi promised so.

Thinking of this, the little silver-haired cub couldn't help showing a gentle smile on his face.

Seeing this, the white mist lingering behind him, which was about to lose most of its memory, circled around for a while, but still hesitated to re-wrap the little cub.

……

On the other side, Tsunayoshi grunted and found the idiot Xanxus who was still sleeping.

He poked his head into Xanxus' room—in fact, Xanxus had been awake since he tiptoed to open the door, or even earlier.

However, adults are always wicked, even if Tsunaki had already walked to his side, Xanxus hadn't opened half of his eyelids yet.

Gang Ji hesitated for a moment, and decided to salute first and then to fight. First, he called "Brother Shanzhasi" twice softly and obediently.

However, the more well-behaved he was, the more suspicious Xanxus felt—you must know that it is not a good thing for a kid to pay New Year's greetings, so he closed his eyes to see what tricks he could come up with.

Tsuna called twice but got no response, looked around, and opened the curtain with a swipe.

Yet Xanxus still didn't open his eyes.

So he hesitated for a moment, then snorted and climbed onto Xanxus' bed.

The cub sat on Xanxus' chest with ease.

[2333 I was overwhelmed by the cat owner Taishan in the morning:)]

[xs already has a visual sense! 】

[But who can refuse him? Woohoo, gang cub sit on me! 】

[Grass, get out the front fork! 】

Xanxus' breathing gradually became tighter.

He raised his eyelids helplessly, closed them again, and poked the cub's forehead with one hand, pushing him back.

Tsunakichi's invisible rabbit ears pricked up.

"Brother Shanzhasi, Brother Shanzhasi!" He asked urgently, "Brother Shanzhasi, do you know where there is a [ring]?"

The cub danced and said his request, "That's the kind that can hold ghosts... Oh no, Grandpa Talbo said this is a soul."

He looked at Xanxus earnestly and eagerly, and said his request bluntly: "Brother Shanzhasi, do you know where I can find this?"

Xanxus, who was bored poking the cub before, opened his eyes.

The crimson pupils examined the cub up and down, and finally, after confirming that the other party was serious, Xanxus sneered.

"Of course I know." He said, "The old man has one in his hand."

The leader of Varian, who according to outside rumors is the tenth generation of Pengelet who is certain, raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, do you want it?"

"If you want it, I will take you to get it back."

The author has something to say: xxs who is about to go to sleep: Speaking of this, I won't be sleepy anymore!