Intelligence Bureau

It has been three days since Hibari Kyouya disappeared, and of course Kusakabe disappeared along with his chairman.So this house originally named Skylark seems to have changed its surname to Costa.

On the third morning, Lennart was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, humming a little tune.The happiest thing in the world is to have breakfast with the person you like. The smiling face of that man has never let go since the first time he opened his eyes in the morning.

He would prepare four breakfasts every day, because he didn't know when the child and Cao Bi would come back. If they were hungry, Cao Bi would be the first of the four to suffer...

So for the safety of Cao Bi's life, this little effort should be completed, but the two extra breakfasts were put in the ice every day, and then fed to Xiao Hua at the aunt's house next door.

However, Xiaohua has had diarrhea for three days, but Lark still hasn't returned.

By the way, I forgot to introduce, Xiao Hua is a very cute husky. Its owner puts a small floral dress on it all day long, so Leinart called it Xiao Hua.In fact, they have a very foreign name called Hua Wu Que. (…)

"Time is running out, Mrs. Arnold~" Lennart said while putting a glass of fresh milk next to Arnold's dinner plate.

Arnold swallowed a mouthful of the croissant, took a sip of the milk that Lennart had just poured, and then raised his eyes to look at the person opposite.Because the thick black hair had not been cut for a long time, it had grown to the shoulders, so the man simply found a rubber band and tied the obstructing hair behind his head, so that the outline of the whole face would be smooth no matter where it was. There is no longer any occlusion from a single angle.

Then, from this angle, Arnold saw the trembling eyelashes and the peach blossom eyes that could be drawn even if he closed his eyes when he lowered his head and gnawed on the bread earnestly.

Yes, there is no time, Yunshou's test has not started yet.

"That child, Lark, is very similar to you, when he was a teenager." The person on the opposite side suddenly raised his head, a pair of flowing peach blossom eyes meeting the deep gray blue, freezing in the moment when the warm sun came in.

"But, Arnold, you are you, he is him, and I have not confused them. Do it your own way, and don't need to take care of me."

When he heard this sentence, a meter of sunlight just fell on Arnold's white wrist. Arnold looked down at the light that seemed to be out of touch with him, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, which was extremely cold.

"I never considered you." A test is a test, and he can tell the difference between public and private.

As if he didn't expect Arnold to say such a sentence, Leinart paused the hand holding the milk glass, blinking his eyes as if looking for an explanation.He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, he was clearly drawing a line between himself and Skylark, lest some Tsundere would not say anything if they cared about it.

But looking at the current situation, it seems to have had the opposite effect?But why?

Smart as Lennart Costa, this time also fell into confusion.

However, even under such eager eyes, Arnold still finished his breakfast calmly, put on the black windbreaker on the back of the chair, and got up...

Lennart asked where he was going, but it took a long time for the other party to reply a few cool words, school.The latter was suddenly choked up by the sudden cold treatment, what kind of trouble is this? !

It wasn't until Arnold opened the door and was about to leave that Leinart suddenly remembered something and hurried to stop him.Arnold was about to step out and took it back temporarily, but heard a clear voice behind him: "Mrs. Arnold is going to school to find Lark, so take him breakfast by the way~ No If you have breakfast, you won’t grow tall~”

Arnold was silent for two seconds, and when the people behind him were still busy packing breakfast, he resolutely left and closed the door.Leinart was left alone looking at the half-filled bento in his hand, inexplicably.

After being silent for a while, he continued to pack Hilari's bento box and the grass wall box, Lennart smiled lightly and shook his head, it seems that he still needs to make a trip.

When Lennart was still on the road, Arnold was already standing on the roof of Bingsheng Middle School, facing Skylark who immediately put on a fight when he saw him.

"Waiting for you for a long time."

"If you act so rashly, I will be very troublesome. I don't plan to fight with you." As soon as Arnold finished speaking, the black-haired boy came towards him with a gust of wind. Pass the corner.

Regardless of that man and Skylark, the reason why Arnold is Arnold is that he always abides by his own principles, and no matter what interference he receives, he can still implement them unswervingly.

Therefore, Yunshou's test was as he said, without any personal color.

"This level can't make me interested at all." Standing on a two-meter-high platform, looking down at the black-haired boy from top to bottom, Arnold said expressionlessly, his cold voice was just his usual coldness , neither more cold nor less cool.

Yunque's face was raised up, his brows were slightly frowned, and it seemed that he was quite dissatisfied with the other party's contempt for him.

However, Skylark's expression did not hinder Arnold's speech. "Besides, even if I am a member of the first generation of Vongola's family, I hate being subordinate, but whether I will give you the inheritance of the Guardian of the Clouds can only be decided after I personally confirm it."

Hearing this, the young man who was holding the kidnapper and ready to attack again seemed a little surprised.However, Arnold's next sentence came very quickly, and it was another sentence that made the boy change his expression in a short period of time.

"But for this reason, I didn't plan to fight you." Arnold seemed to have expected that what he said in exchange would be the back of the young man leaving angrily.

He said: "If you don't fight, then I have no interest in you."

Arnold looked at the pocket watch in his hand, the distance between the pointer and zero, and sighed softly.Looking at the boy's coat that was bulging by the wind but not falling off his shoulders, he spoke again, "I told you in advance, as long as you let me see your existence as the guardian of the cloud in some form." If it is worth it, I agree with your inheritance. The method is left to you to decide, but it is only limited to today."

When the last character floated in the air, the black-haired boy just disappeared into the shadow under the door.

Arnold stood where he was, overlooking the school from that angle. He knew that Hibari Kyouya had buried something deep here, and it would never be excavated, and it would never be mentioned.

When Skylark returned to the Disciplinary Commissioner's office, he immediately saw the man in white clothes leaning against the door and looking at the direction he was coming from.

"If you learn to stay out at night when you are underage, your parents will cry~" Leinart shook the bag in his hand, the corner of his mouth was raised, and he looked at Lark in a ruffian way, and there was still a long way to go. That's the head start.

Skylark walked over without looking sideways, walked past him, opened the door to enter the house, and closed the door.

Leinart, who had run into trouble twice in the morning, was finally unhappy. Why did he always have to be treated as a donkey with good intentions?Does the so-called consistency of father and son have to be reflected in this kind of place?

The corners of his mouth could not help but rise, but the smile did not reach Lennart's eyes, and he opened the door of the office. He thought, the lesson should start with the younger generation.

"This is breakfast for these three days, Yunqueer must finish it~ Are you almost starving? You have lost a lot of weight~" Although the ridicule in the words is strong, the truth is not as good as it seems It's exaggerated, but Skylark has indeed changed.

The young man was looking at him with extremely silent eyes. He was sitting in front of the window with his backlit. The light poured down from the window, casting a light yellow fringe on him.The morning sun is supposed to be warm, but the coldness of the setting sun is played out behind the young man.

Let’s just say that a child who is growing up has to eat breakfast. After only three days, he looks like he is about to ascend to immortality.

Skylark stared at the document in his hand, looking at it seriously and attentively, as if there had never been one more person in the office, let alone whether Lennart had listened to what he said.

Lennart raised his eyebrows, why does this scene look so familiar.When he was in Germany, he seemed to have had similar activities with Arnold... What was the purpose?Ah yes, let Arnold remember with his stomach that he will never leave.

Thinking of this, a silver thread suddenly appeared in his mind, connecting everything that happened this morning to now. Arnold was obviously jealous... because he prepared breakfast for Skylark, because his explanation sounded like Interceding for Skylark, because he actually asked him to help deliver breakfast to Skylark...

The more he thought about it, the more Leinart couldn't help laughing.I was afraid that he would think too much before saying what he said in the morning, but I didn't expect that he would still mind in these places, as expected, he was still too arrogant.

In the not-so-spacious Disciplinary Commissioner's Office, suddenly there was only a little yellow bird chirping on the window sill, calling indistinctly to the skylark. There was a sound, but the silence in the room felt even worse.One deliberately buried his head in reading the documents, and the other fell into endless memories at some point.

So when Skylark pretended to raise his head inadvertently, he saw the man staring in his direction, the emotion he saw for the first time in his brown peach eyes.That emotion, Lark knows, is called petting.But Skylark also knew that when he looked in his direction, it was never him.

From the first time they met, he never lost the shadow of a man named Arnold in his eyes.

The black-haired boy finally closed his eyes, and looked away while the man was still alone.

The author has something to say: This is the result of the author's hard work until three o'clock in the middle of the night!

Ask for likes!Children who only consider long comments after chapter [-], this article should be over by then, and the author is going to be moldy.

Don’t ask for torpedoes, don’t ask for grenades. Is it okay to give me a small landmine to block my brain hole that is getting bigger and bigger?