See the spirit boy Gangji

Resentment kill safool, and envy lays the simple. (1)

Anger kills fools, envy kills obsessives.

It emerged from the inequality between people, with icy scales like a poisonous snake, a fishy body, and sharp fangs.

It breeds from contrast, from control, from weakness.The trembling snake core was caught in the air, and the green venom dripped down all the time, burning the skin and burning the soul.My heart burns like hellfire.

Jealousy and vanity held hands, kissed each other, entangled.

I want your attention.

I want your love.

I want to get your one and only.

But how can I keep you?my friend.

what can i give you

Tsunayoshi saw Takeuchi Yasumi smiling at him.That crazy girl, she held out her hand to herself.

Gang Ji saw what was in her hand, it was dirty and tumbling, it looked like it was made of countless strands of hair, like the clogged dirt in the sewer.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stretched out his hand involuntarily, and he took the lump of filth. Something in his body was screaming hunger|thirst.

hunger, strength.

hunger.

So he ate it.

The brown-haired boy woke up by slamming on the light.He rushed into the bathroom unbearably, and choked his throat at the sink.

Stuffing two fingers into the scorching mouth, the position where they touched the throat was slightly new⑦⑦⑦. He retched twice in pain, but nothing was spit out except thin silver saliva brought out by his fingers.Is it a dream?But the feeling of the hair stuck in the throat and the meat hanging is so vivid and disgusting, as if it still remains in it.

The water in the washbasin was flowing away, and Gang Ji lifted his clothes in front of the mirror. He touched his throat and esophagus, and then moved his hands to his soft abdomen.

His face was extremely pale under the light, except for the small bruise on the side of his waist that was not healed when he hit the hard platform, Tsunayoshi Sawada's body looked clean, without any other wounds.He pressed his intestines, but he couldn't control the strength of his hands, which made him a little hurt.

The intestines were all there, intact.

Gang Ji then turned off the faucet, squatted down in a daze, and then simply sat on the ground.

He couldn't help biting the knuckle of his index finger lightly, his thin canine teeth sliding directly on the skin and bones.

Absolutely, never encounter such a thing a second time.He hated seeing that kind of thing.

"But what can I do?"

"Crack." With a sound, the lights outside the house were turned off.

"Are you planning to sit in the toilet all night so that you don't have to go to school with a cold and a fever the next day?" The childish voice of the baby came from the door. Reborn stood at the gate, staring at the boy's thin body with only a shirt on and his reddish eyes with those dark eyes.

"Don't sit against the wall," Reborn said in a calm tone, unable to hear accusations or anything else: "The bed in the bedroom was not invented for decoration."

"Sorry." The brown-haired boy stood up slowly while leaning on the wall.

Reborn asked back: "Why are you apologizing?" "I... woke you up with too much movement?" Tsuna said hesitantly.

What a stupid answer. "Is there any defect in your comprehension?" Reborn's forehead twitched, and he didn't bother to bear it, so he slammed a chestnut on the boy's head. "That's right, I didn't pass Mandarin." Sawada Tsunayoshi whispered in pain With a cry, he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, looking at his tutor with innocent and aggrieved eyes, not quite understanding why the other party suddenly wanted to beat him.

Reborn told him to immediately roll to bed and go to sleep.

"Don't forget to run away, you can think about the rest!" Reborn said coldly, "I won't show mercy to you if I don't get up."

The fact is that Tsunayoshi Sawada was kicked directly to the ground by his tutor and woke up the next day.

He stiffly got up from the ground, changed his clothes, and washed.

Reborn has been watching him from the sidelines, watching the brown-haired boy's fingers clumsily fight with the tie.

"Hayato Prison is still waiting at the door. It's not a good habit to keep your subordinates waiting." After reborn said, he planned to use some special methods to "clear up" the brain of this student who seemed to be a little confused. Seeing that Gangji had finished tying the tie, put on his shoes, stepped on the wooden stairs and went downstairs, put on his schoolbag and was ready to go out.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the door and saw the silver-haired boy leaning against the wall and narrating by the door. "Good morning, Judaime!" The silver-haired boy came here early and waited, as if he wanted to greet you first. "Good morning, Mr. Prison Temple." He immediately replied.

Kikuji looked at Tsunayoshi, the boy seemed to have recovered a lot after a night of rest, which made him notice Kikuji's gaze, Sawada turned his face sideways, and bent his eyes at him.

"Judaimu...did anything good happen today?" Prison Temple asked, "You seem to be in a good mood."

"Good thing?" Tsunaki thought for a while, and then said naturally: "Well, it's a great thing to be able to go to school with Mr. Prison Temple. This should be today's good thing."

"You are too serious!!" Hayato Kikuji hurriedly said, "It is my honor to go to school with Judaime!!"

"What are you talking about, really," the brown-haired boy said with a smile, "When I think of seeing Prison Lord early in the morning, going to school becomes a good thing!"

"Juji looks really good-looking, your hair is super beautiful silver in the sun, and your eyes." Tsuna recounted like a treasure, without hesitation in his praise:

"It's the same color as the emerald that will be put on the exhibition stand. It's the color of an elf. The first time you see it, people can't stop focusing on it."

He concluded by saying:

"I'm so lucky to have known Mr. Prison Temple!"

"Ah, hey, this," the prison temple Hayato's face instantly turned red when the boy uttered the first sentence. He was on the same hand, and he didn't want to know how embarrassed he was now.How can anyone praise others so directly!How could he be comparable to Judaime!The young man seemed to be selectively ignoring what he was doing, and the compliments he had thrown up everywhere were short-circuited in his mind at this moment, and Hayato Hayato stuttered for a long time before he could say a single word.

This won't work, he has to say something, he has to respond, he can't let Judaime down!

A boy of this age always has unbridled enthusiasm.

"I, I like Judaime!" The silver-haired boy's blood rushed to his head, bursts of heat, like steam: "You are unique in my heart."

"Eh, really?" Tsuna Ji was very happy, and his frank words always attracted people.He held the prison temple's hand.The palms of the two were touching, and he felt the silver-haired boy's palms become hot and humid due to tension, and his tone was brisk:

"I like Prison Temple too!"

His hands were so soft that Hayato felt that he was going to pass out at this moment.He is so excited.

Reborn appeared untimely on the wall in front of them.The little baby stood on the top and watched condescendingly. He obviously heard the conversation just now clearly.

The Italian killer never felt that being a student required such effort.

Dino, now it seems that those silly actions between you are really nothing.

Reborn stared at the hands they held together.

There's also Hayato's excited and secretly delighted expression on Hayato's face, and the unconscious look on Izuna's face.

The Italian killer said blankly: "Although the relationship between the guardian and the leader should be good, is the sense of distance between you too bad?"

The little baby pointed his head at the brown-haired boy again:

"Do you know that your behavior just now was really like a little girl who saw her boyfriend downstairs."

Reborn waited and looked at Zhu Gang's expression, hoping that he would realize his mistake, but the result disappointed him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not understand the meaning of reborn: "Are friends... not even allowed to hold hands?"

Hayato Gokuji immediately answered: "Of course not, as long as Judaime wants to, you can take it anytime!" He patted his chest.

Reborn felt that the prison temple was like a stunned young man who couldn't wait to act as a hero in front of his little girlfriend, and this stunned young man obviously didn't realize that there was something wrong with his behavior.

During the years when Prison Temple wandered outside, it seemed that only the execution of actions and sensitivity to danger had increased, and a layer of ashes had been dusted off for other things, leaving nothing but an overflowing and gorgeous vocabulary. "Everything about me is driven by Judaime!"

Reborn: "..."

Reborn thinks that this is Shamar's influence on Prisoner Hayato.

He glanced at the two of them coolly: "If this is the case, then you should be trapped together for training. Four laps, surrounded by Bingsheng." As if to prevent the last incident from happening again, reborn was thrown to Sawada Tsuna a black bracelet.After the bracelet was worn on the wrist, it locked automatically like a magnet, stuck to the boy's skin, but it didn't strangle him. Tsuna shook his hand without feeling any weight.

Reborn explained: "It is the latest locator developed by Peng Lie's technology department, which can lock your position in real time."

He smiled sinisterly:

"I don't need to emphasize anything."

It is definitely not a good idea to provoke a reborn, because no matter what, it is not the same as the cute appearance of a baby that can make people unconsciously put down their guard. If the plane flees directly to the North Pole, it will definitely wait for his revenge.

The boy felt that Reborn was like a shadowy capitalist, while he was a low-level worker who was used as a cow and horse. Under the sway of the harsh capitalist's stick, he ran forward without stopping, and he was not allowed to stop without using his last breath.And prison temple Hayato is a coworker who was implicated by himself.

Sawada Tsunayoshi never felt that his physical strength was so good, but he also didn't think that his physical strength was so bad. At this moment, big drops of sweat fell from his hair and hit the ground.Today's reborn seems to be fighting with him. I don't know if it's because I disturbed the other party's rest last night, or the last time he let him go, or the last time he made fun of him. I guess it's the new and old hatred added together , The number of times he ran is obviously more than 4 laps.

Tsuna was almost exhausted by the fourth lap, thinking he had finally stopped, but a bullet was shot in front of him.

"Don't stop until I say stop."

I hate strenuous exercise.As soon as he stopped, he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded, which instinctively urged the boy to continue running forward.

Hayato Gokuji was ordered to stand aside and watch. The exercise just now consumed a lot of his physical strength, and Judaime still had to continue training.Judaime was different from himself, who was born in Italy and had been in the dark on the streets. He had always been an ordinary person before. Is it a bit too hasty to carry out such training all at once?

Of course, Hayato's little thoughts couldn't escape Reborn's eyes.

"Don't judge a person just based on one-sided impression, prison temple." Reborn touched his favorite gun: "There are still others to see."

Long distance pursuit.

His speed has been getting slower and slower.There seemed to be a piece of lead on his legs. Tsuna wanted to pretend to be exhausted, but reborn's eyes were too vicious. Every time he consciously slowed down or was about to stop, he would feel his hair stand on end. You could see it from a distance. When the black round hole faced him, he had to support him to continue running forward.

How many meters is it?How many laps?Is it too much?Isn't this about to reach my longest record...

"Do you know what is the longest record of the stupid gang?" The little baby asked the prison temple, and the prison temple Hayato shook his head.So he continued to ask: "The prison temple, how long can you maintain this speed? Maximize."

"About... an hour..." Hayato Jiuji raised his eyebrows and calculated: "One hour, this is my limit, it may not be enough."

"Although I failed in physical education at school, according to first-hand information, the 'Waste Material Gang' has been moving at medium and high speeds for nearly 3 hours." The little baby wearing an orange-yellow silk top hat looked at Pet Len climbed onto the brim of his hat, and his green body became invisible, turning into the same color as the brim of the hat.

Leaving aside the concept of constant movement for three hours, Reborn observed the video.In the surveillance video, the brown-haired boy seemed to be playing a game of chasing and hiding. He was targeted and skillfully ran towards the crowd, using various shelters to hide his figure. His eyes were He kept glancing in a certain direction, but in the surveillance video in other directions, there was no suspicious person in the position where the boy was looking.

Sawada Tsunayoshi is obviously not delusional.

He can see some things that others cannot see. Once this inference is established, other behaviors will be explained.

Reborn had previously asked Nana cryptically if Tsunayoshi had ever said something scary, such as seeing something strange, or hearing that others could not hear, but Nana Sawada denied it.

"No." The short-haired woman smiled helplessly: "No, but I have noticed it. Even though Ah Gang never said anything, I can still feel it for such a long time."

"When I was young, on the way to the mall, I would pass by a children's clothing store, but Ah Gang would always hold my hand tightly, and then walk past there quickly without looking sideways." Nana recalled while stirring the tea:

"At first, I thought Ah Gang didn't like that store, so I didn't even want to look at it every time."

"It turned out that once I saw a very cute dress in the window." Nana said: "At that time, I was thinking that this dress must be suitable for my child, and then I took this photo to show the child's father. "

"I remember it very clearly, because Ganga didn't want to go in, but he didn't say the reason. He just stayed there stubbornly, and then tears fell to the ground." Sawada Nana lowered her head: "Crying It seemed so distressing, I was going to coax him to say that he couldn’t go in, don’t look at it, and took him to buy candy, but A Gang stared at the window for a long time, and then wiped it himself Wipe away tears, grabbed my hand again, and pulled me in."

"Did he go in on his own initiative?" Reborn asked, "Did something happen?"

Sawada Nana nodded and shook her head, put the teacup on Weixin⑦⑦⑦ table, and watched the sediment in the water slowly fall.

"No."

"Since then, I have been paying attention to it inexplicably. At this time, I realized that sometimes I thought that A Gang was looking at things, but A Gang's eyes were not focused on that at all."

"Especially when you thought he was staring at someone." Nana seemed to use a relaxed tone on purpose, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Sometimes, although Ah Gang is looking in my direction, but , people are sentient.”

"My child is not looking at me." Sawada Nana sighed: "He is looking behind me through me. I feel his body trembling slightly, and A Gang is afraid. But I am very clear about my Behind him is just a somewhat dilapidated concrete wall."

There was a cold horror in the air.

"What is he looking at?"

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(1) From the Bible.

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