See the spirit boy Gangji

"Ju, Judaime..." Hayato Kikuji said he couldn't take anything anymore, his face was flushed from his neck to his cheeks, and Takeshi Yamamoto next to him was stunned for a moment, feeling a little prickly at himself Hair smiled, helped the boy pick up the pants on the table and handed them over.

"Is that what Tsuna usually wears at home... your legs are so white." Yamamoto's last words made Hayato's hand touch the explosives.

"Hey, what are you talking about!? Such disrespectful words!! You are simply too presumptuous a baseball idiot!" Hayato Gokuji almost went up to fight, but on the other hand, he wanted to block the opponent with his body line of sight.

"Hey, Hayato doesn't need to react so much..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi tugged at his clothes, took the pants that Takeshi Yamamoto handed him, glanced at his legs, bent down to put the clothes on: "It's okay if everyone is a boy..."

In the past, when there was no one at home, he even liked to wear a top to sleep directly for a while, but he only paid attention to it when reborn came.

White legs or something... He usually doesn't go out, and his skin color is indeed several degrees paler than ordinary people when he tans in the sun with sports teenagers every day, but when it comes to whiteness, it should actually be whiter than Caucasian skin...

The sun in Sicily is quite harsh, but Hayato Gokuji doesn't seem to have any signs of tanning. His skin is still cold and fair, and the blush looks particularly obvious... Well, Tsunakichi Sawada was stunned, looking at the silver-haired boy The flushed cheeks were a little puzzled:

"Hayato, are you okay...?" You blushed so much.

"No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine--" Hayato Guji didn't dare to look at the boy, but he couldn't help but want to look over.

Takeshi Yamamoto was indeed right. Although there is no sunshine all year round, this does not mean that Tsunayoshi lacks exercise.On the contrary, during the long-term avoidance and rapid running from time to time, the boy's body muscles are not weak.

The water drops that were not wiped clean from the bath snaked down the curve of the legs, and finally sank into the carpet, and the waistline was also faintly hidden in the wide shirt.It seems that due to frequent falls, there are some old scars on his legs, but they don't look hideous on his fair skin. Instead, there is a kind of bruise with years, which belongs to the unique beauty of boys entering the growth period of teenagers, with A vague sense of power.

No, my God, what was he thinking, Hayato Gujiji came back to his senses and hated that the satellite had to slap himself hard, he was simply too impolite and presumptuous, was he being led astray by that baseball idiot?

How can you think of such a mess? ? !

"I'll go downstairs and help Judaime bring breakfast!!"

After the silver-haired boy finished speaking, he hurriedly opened the door.

Of course, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know that the person next to him wearing pants could think so many things.He glanced at the back of Prison Temple leaving, but he felt a little surprised. He probably didn't expect the silver-haired boy who is a foreigner to be so shy.Tsunayoshi looked at Yamamoto again, he was stunned for a moment, and noticed that the other's right hand was wrapped with a bandage inside the sleeve.

The brown-haired boy walked over and took his hand: "What's the matter?" Didn't you feel fine when you said goodbye yesterday?

Yamamoto paused and smiled: "Haha, it's okay, I accidentally broke my hand during baseball training yesterday."

Gang Ji was stunned: "It's broken!?" He suddenly became a little nervous: "Is this all right? Don't you still have a baseball game? Does it still hurt now? Is it serious?"

Takeshi Yamamoto was a little surprised by this series of questions, and wanted to bend the corner of his mouth and say that there was nothing serious about him, but when he thought that he might not be able to play baseball in the future, his mood became uncommonly anxious and depressed.

"The doctor said that if I recover well, the impact should not be too great... After all, I am still young, and I should have strong resilience." The neat, short-haired baseball boy seemed to want to convince himself in this way, but his expression remained the same. became gloomy.

He looked down at the brown-haired boy who was carefully examining his hand, and his eyes fell on the other's face. As a baseball player, Takeshi Yamamoto's observation ability is much better than that of Hayato Gokuji in a certain sense. Especially for small things that are not easily noticed. "Gang, what happened to your face?"

Tsunayoshi, who was suddenly brought up by this question, quickly wanted to cover his face, but Takeshi Yamamoto had already stretched out his other hand to touch his face, and looked at it carefully.

"It seems to be... tooth marks?" The boy's recovery is very good, and it has almost disappeared. Takeshi Yamamoto observed carefully and turned his eyes to the pale pink lips of the other party. The lips were also torn and glowing. A few traces of red.

Takeshi Yamamoto saw a bit of embarrassment on the boy's face, restrained a bit of gloomy expression, and looked like he was usually careless, so he asked in a casual tone: "Did you get bullied by someone? No Could it be the prison temple?" Yamamoto continued: "If it is someone outside the school, it would be better to tell Nana's mother, if you are bullied, you should speak up."

"Eh, how could it be Guji..." Tsunayoshi subconsciously denied it, not understanding why Gudera Hayato left the impression that Takeshi Yamamoto was bullying him.

The short-haired boy seemed to see what the boy was thinking, and said in a natural tone, "Because the prison temple looks like a dog that can bite people."

"Aren't we friends? Gang, I'll be worried if you get bullied," the short-haired boy said, "If it's a sensitive topic, forget it."

Takeshi Yamamoto lowered his eyes and seemed to be a little disappointed. Takeshi Yamamoto said so, and even if he concealed it, it made Tsunayoshi feel a little guilty as if he had wasted the other party's kindness. Tsunayoshi Sawada quickly waved his hand to explain:

"Don't say that, it's actually not a big deal," he hesitated, and finally said, "It's Senior Skylark..."

"Skylark? Skylark Kyoya?" Yamamoto was taken aback, a little surprised.

Thinking of Hibari Kyouya Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but shudder, it was so fierce, Tsunayoshi really didn't understand why Hibari Kyoya, who was also a student, was so wanton at all.

Ah, of course, he wouldn't say that he was pressed against the wall and kissed by a strange man, otherwise it would be too strange.He just said vaguely that he was surrounded by a weird person at the time:

"Senior Skylark was angry at the time, and then I accidentally bumped the muzzle of the gun, and was bitten by the senior." Tsunaki was a little embarrassed to say these words, probably because she felt that her self-esteem was a little frustrated or something.

However, Hibari Kyoya's thinking really cannot be compared with ordinary people.

He can't beat Skylark, otherwise, how could he let the other party bite him for nothing? It feels a little scary, okay!

"But I didn't use much force. It's almost gone today." He looked at Takeshi Yamamoto's thoughtful expression and whispered quickly:

"Don't tell Hayato, he will be in trouble if he is impulsive!" Based on the character of Gujiji Hayato, it is estimated that he will rush out to find Hibari Kyouya to fight to the death.

The short-haired boy smiled, and stroked the boy's hair with his left hand: "Oh, don't worry, I'm sensible."

After talking about Gangji, the two asked about the condition of the boy's palm, and then spread out the homework.

Hayato Gokuji also came up with breakfast, seeing the baseball idiot and Judaime talking and laughing, he gave a "tsk" in his heart but didn't say much.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the table, and then picked up a book that the boy had left unpacked. The cover was too simple and out of place with the room, so Takeshi Yamamoto opened it and read:

""The Origin of Spells"? Does Ah Gang like to read this kind of book?" He touched his chin: "It looks a bit like an academic paper."

Hayato Jidai also hurried over, his eyes lit up: "Does Judaime also like urban legends? I also have a lot of science fiction and mystery books at home!"

"Speaking of which, I'm actually not very clear about your hobbies..." Hayato Gokudera hesitated, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know as much about Sawada Tsunayoshi as he thought.

"Oh? Want to know more about Zun Gang? Why don't you play a ranking game—" The childish voice with a bit of evil taste sounded.

Gang Ji was half lying on the table and raised his face, looking at the baby in the black suit, and a pointer came out of nowhere and brushed directly on Gang Ji's hand. The brown-haired boy was covering the back of his hand. Flipping on the carpet in a jerk: "When were you there!"

Reborn looked at him with a half-smile and didn't reply, but said, "It's not okay to be so listless early in the morning, you idiot." Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't dare to make a fuss by the dark eyes, and mumbled obediently Sit down.

The baby in the black suit continued: "It's also very important to get to know each other better. Isn't Futa's ranking a good way?"

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Let the timeline go back to Yokohama after a long absence.

□□Building.

The dark-haired boy with slightly curly hair was throwing the bullet in his hand, throwing the bullet up and down in mid-air like a marble.

The iris-colored pupils looked around boredly.He straightened up slightly when a member bowed his head towards him and signaled the young leader to see him.

"So, is Mr. Mori looking for me for something?" The young man in a black suit said casually, and the staff member lowered his head even more, and did not respond to the young cadre's words, and Osamu Dazai did not expect the other party to answer, either. Playing with the bullet in his hand, he walked towards the elevator.

Ascending slowly from the elevator, you can see a huge Ferris wheel on the opposite side, with colorful lights flickering under the cloudy sky.The subtropical humid climate makes this area have four distinct seasons.

The summer rainy season brings humidity, and the coastal area is close to the Pacific Ocean. The wind blowing by the ocean current always makes the air smell slightly fishy and salty, which is easily reminiscent of the smell of blood.

"Ding dong—" the door of the elevator opened.What came into view was a huge red sandalwood door, and on both sides were armed men with heavy machinery on guard.

Osamu Dazai glanced casually, knocked on the door, "Come in." The voice came from inside, the doors on both sides were opened by armed men, and he walked in.

The man with the hair parted in the middle was staring at the folder in his hand, and saw the young man who came in put down the paper in his hand unhurriedly.A pair of purple eyes looked at the other party.

"Good evening Dazai, have you had dinner yet?" The man asked gently, and Dazai couldn't help but roll his eyes every time he asked this question.

How hypocritical and hypocritical, why bother?Osamu Dazai showed a very careless smirk: "I eat very well, and I eat three meals a day on time every day."

The blond-haired young girl at the side saw Osamu Dazai hiding directly behind the man Satellite.

"Really? It's really gratifying. You seem to be a different person since three years ago." Mori Ogai curled the corner of his mouth, which didn't match the man's identity. He didn't look like a man with two hands The bloody gangster, at least from the smile on his face, looks like a kind uncle next door.

He stroked the girl's head reassuringly.

"Is today also going according to your [Perfect Life Plan]?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, fiddled with the hair on his forehead, and his voice dragged the long tone as usual.

"Yes, I go to bed and eat on time every day. Maybe the whole organization can't find anyone with a more regular schedule than me?"

"I want to live a long life. Staying up late and having irregular work and rest will easily lead to baldness and kidney deficiency." Osamu Dazai said in a flat tone:

"So boss, you didn't come to me because you came to know about my daily life, right? Don't you know my daily routine the best?"

Osamu Dazai was not interested in Mori Ogai who always wanted to inquire about his temperament change three years ago from time to time, and the bullet casing in his hand was spinning in the palm of his hand.

"I heard..." The man covered his mouth as if thinking, "You met a magician?"

The curly-haired boy looked up at him.

"We and the other party are not in conflict with each other, Dazai-kun, don't make troubles." Mori Ogai said with a smile, and he couldn't hear the meaning of punishment.

"The arrest warrant can be revoked."

Osamu Dazai shook his hand: "If this is the case, Mr. Mori can just send a message and ask someone to tell me." His expression was a little sleepy: "You don't need to talk to me at all."

"Indeed, as expected of Dazai-kun."

"That's not the main reason I'm looking for you."

The leader with the red scarf on his body smiled.Pulled out a piece of paper from the folder just now, and lightly sent it to Osamu Dazai's side.

"I heard someone report that you are interested in a person named [Sawada]?"

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The author has something to say:

太宰：哎呀。感谢在2021-11-0222:52:22~2021-11-0323:59:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Lian Mingyou;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 28 bottles of Fanxing Yiran; 2 bottles of Yinglin lh; 1 bottle of brown-haired rabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!