[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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When responding to the owner of that voice, Tsunayoshi suddenly thought of a word from the flower grower next door.

Burning pianos and cooking cranes.

Although there is no fire, pot or zither here, with the flame in his hand, it is probably not a problem to cook a white crane.

The king's hand is about to move, trying to cook a crane in the cage-like room surrounded by the Hong Kong and black leaders.

Bai He, who happily hopped into the titular leader, finally noticed the existence of another person in the room. He said that the crane was more like a husky to some extent. At the moment of the mask, it was like a basin of water poured down on the head, abruptly turning the crane into a drowned crane.

Tsurumaru was wronged, and Tsurumaru was innocent.

He took a step back quietly, pretending that the person who happily begged for someone from the Hong Kong black leader just now was not this well-behaved white crane.

The chuckle of the king resounded in the small room.

This is ridicule!This is the one who laughed out of anger!

The crane almost collapsed into a straight line, but the king turned his head slightly to look at Osamu Dazai.

"Who is this……?"

The king's voice was deliberately lowered, so it sounded a little more mature.Although the height is still there, there is a certain gravity manipulator in Hong Kong and Hei who is small in stature but not small in ability, but he is still unclear about his age.

Osamu Dazai turned his eyebrows and regarded the king's intention as unwillingness to reveal his identity.

So the leader of Hongkong and Heiwei turned his eyes and waved his hand to call Baihe to him.

"This is Bai He," he introduced, "he is a very reliable killer, and he has a very deep friendship with Hong Kong gangsters."

That is to say, they are no longer members of Hong Kong Black.

The brown pupils under the golden mask drooped and landed on the gray ball at the corner of Bai He's clothes.

The king suddenly laughed.

"That's why," he said, "Maybe it's because I haven't understood the situation in Yokohama for too long, and I'm always a little confused now."

Osamu Dazai didn't answer this sentence, just smiled.

Gang Ji is not self-deprecating, originally thought it would take a long time to figure out the reasons for the expansion of Hong Kong gangsters and the time for suppressing the gangsters was suddenly shortened, and at the same time it showed a reduction in workload. Although the king who has embarked on the road of social animals does not say anything, he is happy in his heart.

Then he left.

When he left the Hong Kong and Hei headquarters, he met the boy in the black windbreaker again.The overall tone of the boy's clothing is black, and it looks like the style of the child brought out by Osamu Dazai.The white shirt is used as the base, and the red collar-like decoration is faintly revealed at the neckline.

When he saw Tsunaki, the boy stopped in his tracks and greeted him obediently.

Tsuna likes good boys who are polite.

So when he left, he left a gentle spiritual power for the boy named Dun, covering the old wound on the boy's ankle.

A king in a good mood is not in a hurry to go home.He first made a phone call to explain the situation here to Reborn, told his companions who snatched the mobile phone halfway, and then said that he was going to visit his friends in Yokohama, and happily hung up the phone after appeasing the teenagers.

It has to be said that the impact of the reduced workload on the king is too great.

In fact, he has never been to Yokohama a few times, but at this time he can take a stroll happily and get on the tram to the detective agency, get off at the stop before the destination, and walk back a few steps to capture the early morning road Stand early.

This is what Natsume Takashi said to him, because it is already the end of summer and early autumn, and the hot breakfast is directly held in his hand, and Tsunayoshi still has a bag in his hand, walking on the road completely disregarding his image Eat while walking.

The rabbit who had been following the king originally wanted to take the breakfast from the king, but was thrown a pink pig-shaped wagashi by the king.

So silently picked up the tandem and ate together.

It was already dawn when I walked slowly to the Armed Detective Agency. Except for the early morning shop, other stores opened one after another. The coffee shop downstairs of the Detective Agency also opened. The strong aroma of coffee beans It can still be smelled clearly even a street away.

So Gang Ji went in and asked the store manager to make two cups of coffee, and sat in a row with the rabbit on the booth waiting for the coffee to arrive.

The super-sugar cappuccino was held in the arms of the king, and the black coffee was pushed to the silent rabbit. When the rabbit really drank it like this, the king snatched it happily, and put the sugar in his hand with it. The little jar of milk was handed to the rabbit.

"Taka-chan is an idiot."

——It also comes with such a comment.

Mr. Rabbit, who was evaluated as an idiot, lowered his head silently and drank his black coffee silently.

In fact, black coffee is not a thing for them at all, Takashi Mitsuchi thought silently, not to mention the body strengthened by the king's power, but the huge workload and the fact that he doesn't want to close his eyes when he is with the king , black coffee is destined to be the romance (?) of adult rabbits.

After sitting in a row dangling their legs and drinking coffee, they praised the good craftsmanship of the store manager——Gangji’s praise skills have improved by leaps and bounds after going to Italy ten years later——Gangji finally took a stroll Armed detective agency upstairs.

Today is the weekend, according to Natsume Takashi's usual itinerary, he will help the detective agency, so Tsunakichi knocked on the door without any psychological burden, and met Rokudo Mukuro who came to open the door.

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"skeleton??!"

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It was just an accident that Rokudo Mukuro was in the Armed Detective Agency.

Really.

Everyone knows Liudaoku, who hates the mafia extremely, and at the same time has no good opinion of the government that stands on the opposite side of the mafia but does nothing or even is a nest of snakes and rats. But the Armed Detective Agency is somewhere in between, It is neither darkness nor light, but it makes Liudaokuo feel at ease, regardless of whether it is in darkness or light.

So when the titular adoptive father, a man who was occasionally careless, forgot to bring the bento, Liudao Muke took on the great responsibility of delivering the bento without any burden.

——That's why Tsuna Yoshin was able to meet Rokudo Mukuro at the Armed Detective Agency.

"I always feel that such a plain story is incompatible with you." The King of Gold, who was curled up on the sofa of the detective agency with a cup of black tea, complained in a low voice.

Several crossroads popped out on Liudaokuo's forehead.

"Kufufufu despises being too ordinary, go back to your dirty world of the mafia." Liu Daomu's words were not without ridicule.

Then he was given justice by Oda Sakunosuke who was passing by.

"For friends, it's better to be gentle."

Liu Dao Mu: "Kufufu is not a friend."

"Huh, is that so? But I think you are very happy... Is it my illusion?"

"..." Liudao Mu dryly changed the subject, "Don't you give the document in your hand to that stinky ass over there to be called a detective?"

In this way, Mr. Guardian was successfully dismissed, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the loving eyes of the old father of the leader of Peng Gelie.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" He showed a look of disgust, "Do you need me to pick out your eyeballs for you?"

"That's not a problem," Tsunayoshi said, "I'm just regretting that it would be nice if Coulom came here this time, and the kid will be very happy to see Mr. Oda."

Mentioning his lovely Kurom, Liudao Mukuro's expression suddenly eased a lot, and he hummed in a low voice, his tone was as aggressive as before.

"So," the boy said impatiently, "what are you doing here, Pengelie?"

Gang Ji had a long mouth, and it happened that the door was pushed open at this time, and with the sound of wind chimes, a young man's lively voice came from the door.

"I'm back, do you want to eat sticky fish roast, everyone?"

Tsuna blinked slowly and smiled.

"Of course I'm here to visit friends," the boy said. "After all, I have many friends, unlike Mukuro."

The young man paused, turned his head slightly, and faced the clear eyes of his friend who was holding thick fish burnt in his hand.

"Hey" Natsume subconsciously made a voice of doubt.

Tsuna blinked and blinked, waiting for his friend to show a happy expression.

Natsume was stunned for a moment to realize, and walked to Tsuna Kichi with a gentle smile.

The super intuition suddenly began to sound bilibili, Tsuna frowned, and the face of the little friend in front of him suddenly changed.

"Joined the mafia without knowing it, didn't you?" The friend stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Tsunaji's head, "He also fought against Varian... who are they? Who are you and Ah Wu who accidentally lost their lives in this world without even making a sound, do you know?!"

This is actually worrying about Tsunaki and his little friend Yamamoto. Tsunaki was caught off guard by his friend's rubbing, and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the passing clothes to try to escape from the clutches of his friend.

"Mmm, the smell of roasted fish." The person caught by him paused, but the focus was not on the victim.

Natsume Takashi hummed, and handed the hot thick fishyaki in his hand to Edogawa Ranpo who was passing by, and rua fucked his friend with both hands together.

Edogawa cheered wildly and took the thick fishyaki, and raised his eyes after taking a bite.

"Don't rub it," said Edogawa Ranpo, who looked like a child, "Sawada is no longer on the sofa."

Natsume stopped her hand, thought for a while, then turned her head to look behind the leisurely Liudao Muke, and Shin Sawada Tsunayoshi appeared in front of him with her hands raised.

"Sorry, sorry," said Tsuna, who raised his hand, "I didn't tell you because there are too many recent facts... Do you want to sit down and listen to my story during this time?"

Natsume Takashi took a good look at his friends. Although he was separated for a long time, when he saw Sawada Tsunayoshi, Natsume Takashi still felt that his friends were the same as the ones in his memory.At this time, my friend sat beside me obediently and told about Vongola and what happened ten years later, in a soft voice without knowing it, completely without the consciousness of the leader of the largest Italian mafia.

But even if he became the leader of Vengley, words such as gentleness, kindness, etc. that have nothing to do with the mafia can probably still be placed on him.

Natsume lowered his eyes, and smiled at the thought.

During the perennial migration, Natsume Takashi likes things that are unchanging and stable.

If the friend changes in time, he will probably become at a loss as well.

Thinking like this, the young man softened visibly with the naked eye, making Tsuna Kichi, who had been secretly rubbing his eyes at his little friend's expression, secretly exhale.

Because, because Takashi always looks gentle, but if he really gets angry, even he will tremble a little.

Gangji thought so.

"Well, now that I've finished my business," the smile on the King of Gold's lips became dangerous, "Then it's your turn."

"As an ordinary middle school student, Guizhi," he emphasized on the word "ordinary", and said word by word, "How do you know that I have something to do with Pengo Lie?"

"Ah, Ah Choo!"

The man suddenly sneezed.

He sat on a nearly circular wicker chair, which swayed and creaked with his movements.

The place where the man was sitting was on the balcony on the second floor of the building. From this angle, he could just see the courtyard. There were a lot of flowers and plants in the yard, and some of them were bare—waiting for someone to fill it up.There are several children scurrying in and out among the flowers and plants. Occasionally, the children will giggle after a round of games.

The place where the man sat was a perfect place to enjoy the beauty among the children, and he could see the courtyard all over the place, and even the hiding place where the children were playing hide-and-seek.

The man——Mori Ogai is very satisfied with his current life.Although the actions of the port mafia have been a little bit bigger recently, isn't that the one from the Golden Clan didn't take care of it? What's more, what does the port mafia have to do with him, a commoner Mori Ogai?

The man thinking this way picked up his coffee with a smile, and was in such a good mood that he could hum a song every day.

After a while, the children started a new round of games, and then his door was slammed.

Being able to ignore the existence of his door in this place like this, Mori Ogai stood up unsteadily, went to the door and opened it.

"What's the matter, Alice sauce?" He said with a smile, "Are you hungry after playing a game? There are still cookies in the kitchen."

It was really Alice who knocked on the door. The little girl with blond hair and red dress put her hips on her hips and gave the restless adult a contemptuous look.

"Don't be lazy, Rintaro! We have a guest!"

The author has something to say: Mr. Mori: What does the former boss of the Port Mafia, Mori Ogai, have to do with Mori Taro (.)

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