[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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This is what Oda Sakunosuke saw when he went out to look for Rokudoku, who had been making soy sauce for a long time.

The little guy with a colorful body is holding a bottle of soy sauce in his hand, the pineapple leaves that are always full of vitality are drooping, his white and tender face is blue and purple as if he has been cared for eagerly, and his clothes are neat and tidy before going out Also contaminated with a lot of dust.

He turned sideways first to let the child enter the house, and poked his head out to look outside the door.

Seeing the stupid guardian's appearance, Rokudomoku twitched the corner of his mouth—to be honest, the wound hurt a little—trying to show a mocking smile in front of Oda Sakunosuke.

Seeing this smile, Oda Sakunosuke hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously, "Did you go to fight with the gangsters nearby?"

Liudaoku: ...

Damn, is it okay if he wants to swear?Is it possible? ? !

The same failed - but obviously much lighter than the other young boy humming a song and walking on the road. Even so, the haze in the young man's eyes can be seen by anyone.

However, someone came up to him without winking.

The person who came up was a person wearing a doctor's white coat, and he was looking at the well-dressed boy with his hands in his pockets and smiling.

"Ah, Dazai-kun," he called the boy's name, and the simple syllables came out of the mouth of an adult man with a strange emotion.

The young boy—Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party. If he was still in the mood to flirt with men in the past, he just couldn't arouse his interest at this time.

Even so, Osamu Dazai still made a smirk.

"It's Mr. Mori," he said softly, and when he turned his head, a strand of curly hair fell to his face, giving people a false sense of cuteness as before.

And Mori Ogai was obviously used to seeing this pile of black mud pretending to be well-behaved, he waved his hand while maintaining a smile on his face, and summoned the boy in front of him.

Osamu Dazai, he chewed on the boy's name.

Should it be said that talents are born in the slums?Although he is only 11 years old, he is already a well-known information dealer, and he also takes on some jobs in private.On one occasion, because the information was sold to both sides of the battle at the same time, the car was accidentally overturned, and the next information buyer was sent to his clinic in a neutral zone...Because he was grateful for his life-saving grace, he often helped in the clinic.

Well, it sounds like it's full of flaws.

But who really cares?

Thinking about it, Ogai Mori took out two fruit-flavored candies from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the young intelligence dealer, happily and naturally took the little intelligence dealer's shoulders and walked happily side by side with him.

"Did Dazai-kun eat? My Alice-chan was preparing dinner when I left?"

Osamu Dazai met Mori Ogai for the first time, just as the other party remembered, it was in the other party's clinic.

But when it comes to [knowing] the existence of Mori Ogai, it was a long time ago.

Even when he saw the doctor for the first time, he uttered the words "Am I in hell?" like a dream.

But hell cannot be in hell, even if this world looks like hell in the eyes of a misanthrope like him, it is not really hell.

It was precisely because of the confirmation of the existence of this [Mori Ogai] that Osamu Dazai finally made up his mind to verify what he had seen.

For example, the presence of a friend.

Even if the person and I are in different worlds, we can still feel the sense of ease and comfort emanating from the soul when we are close to that person.

Osamu Dazai is not a person who indulges in enjoyment, but his body often goes to the opponent's side as if there is [Oda Sakunosuke Radar] before the consciousness reflects.

Luckily, his rationality still keeps him from appearing in front of his friends just like this... well, even if he appears in front of Odasaku like this now, he will be considered a stranger.

He kept saying this in his heart, but the joyful eyes still followed behind the other party uncontrollably.

Calm down, Osamu Dazai.

He said to himself, this is so unlike you.

Even the most important friend in the parallel world should not show such a posture of following him like a wild dog. If you want to protect your friend in this parallel world, it is better to protect him than to follow him, right?

The teenager who once flipped through the [book] and peeped into that lucky place in the parallel world thought indifferently but eagerly.

If he does this, will Odasaku praise him?

The answer is naturally no.

But what does that matter?

When he opened his eyes in Mori Ogai's neutral clinic as he wished, the young man smiled sincerely.

[Could it be hell here? ]

[......]

[......]

[certainly. ]

**

Tsunayoshi received a call from Nura Rikuo during dinner.

It was the end of the year, and a certain uncle who sneaked back home was lazily lying on the sofa. Although the TV was on, the man's eyes were never focused on the screen. He either looked at the wife on the left doing housework or carefully Look at him as the son of a transparent person.The man who was as strong as a bear had an indescribably weak, pitiful and wronged feeling.

But at this time, no one pays attention to him. Paying attention to this guy is better than caring about the friend on the other end of the phone.

"Gangji?"

"Gangji??"

"Ah, I'm sorry I was distracted just now," the young king coughed and asked his little friend, "Lu Sheng, what did you just say?"

"It's Grandpa," Lu Sheng on the other end of the phone tiptoed holding the phone, and said in a childlike voice, "Grandpa, please let me ask you if you have time to go home."

This is the Nuliang house.

Gangji murmured and agreed, "Speaking of which, why did Lu Sheng call me?"

"Hmph," Nuliang Lusheng, who was asked this question by his friend, laughed, "Of course it's because Lusheng is already an adult."

Nura Rikusheng, who was holding the phone, said stupidly.

Hearing this voice, Gangji seemed to have seen his little friend giggling while holding the phone. After exchanging pleasantries with Lu Sheng, he hung up the phone, but he couldn't stop worrying about Lu Sheng, the silly son of the landlord's family.

One yard counts for one yard. After the New Year's Eve, Gangji went to the Nulliang mansion.

Although Lu Sheng had been sent to talk with him on the phone, the Nuliang group still sent an invitation to Yuzhu Tower after that.

That is to say, it is not Tsunayoshi Sawada, who is a friend of Rikusheng of Nura, who is invited to Nuramansion this time, but Tsunayoshi Sawada, who is the king of gold.

"So, why are you behind me?"

The young King of Gold raised his eyelids and looked behind him with disgust.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh than's' graduated, as if Gangji is some kind of scum who abandoned him.

Gang Ji paused when he got out of the car, pretending that the shameless guy behind him didn't exist.

Although it has been a few days since I came to Nuliang's house, the mansion is almost the same as what Tsuna Yoshi remembers.

The cherry blossoms that have bloomed for many years stand in the courtyard. When the wind blows, large pieces of petals will fall and dance with the wind.

Nura Nura is under the cherry tree.

There was a stack of almost in his hand, and the bald-haired old man sat in the courtyard holding a teacup, laughing cheerfully as if he was thinking about something.

Gangji's footsteps paused.

He coughed lightly, and saw the clear-eyed slippery ghost looking over.

"Ah, Mr. Gangji~" The title with a sense of ridicule caught his ears, even Gangji had to sigh in his heart.This tone of voice is exactly the same as the one behind him... Should it be said that they are father and son?

But what the King of Gold had in his mind, he didn't know what was going on.In other words, even if he knew about the slippery ghost, he might just laugh a few times, and then the two brothers put his shoulders on his shoulders and said, "What does it matter?"

Tsk, he has already seen through these guys.

The king of gold, who complained from the bottom of his heart and remained motionless on his face, obediently sat next to the lonely cunning ghost, ready to listen to what the other party had to say.

Unexpectedly, when it came up, it was a simple and unpretentious box.

"This is……?"

"I haven't thanked you for saving our family's unworthy son before," the slippery ghost holding a teacup motioned to the children beside him to pick up the box.

"This is the result of the follow-up investigation by the Nuliang team," the slippery ghost, who was no longer restrained after thanking him, narrowed his eyes narrowly. "Do you want to open it now and see what it is?"

Tsuna, who originally wanted to open it, put the box back in place.

"No matter what, the Nuragumi has already settled the matter... right?"

"That's not true," said the slippery ghost, "You also know that the old man is old, and the unworthy son is given away again. We can only wait until the grandson grows up to take revenge on his useless father."

Hearing the implication of the other party's words that he wanted to use this to hone Lu Sheng, Gang Ji paused while drinking tea from a teacup.

"Let Lu Sheng come?" The young King of Gold rarely frowned.

"Hehehehe, of course," Nuliang Huapiao, who was holding the teacup in the same posture, smiled wrinkled all over his face, "Don't look at Lu Sheng's appearance, he will inherit the Nuliang group in the future."

Too……

Tsuna thought about it. Originally, the inheritance between the monsters was either bloodline or through such bloody methods. At any rate, it is good that the Nuliang family does not need to kill relatives like the next door (cough cough).Now that Nuliang Huapiao can inform him, it is only because he saved Nuliang Liban before... But he also abducted the chief general of his son's organization, right?

The king of gold with a clear heart rattled back to his bedroom, and collected a bunch of things from the "gifts" received by Sifang during the Chinese New Year to send to Lu Sheng next door.

Oh yes, from the pile of gifts, Tsunayoshi also found a set of things like introductory cheats from the Chang family—the ghost knows what the head of the family thinks now—let’s make a group and give it to Natsume past.

And when all this is dealt with, it's time to start the new year.

But something seems wrong about the start of school this time.

Gang Ji grabbed his small schoolbag and looked at the guys at the school gate wearing school uniforms and red armbands, and fell into a rare thought.

Is this something that he didn't know became popular in the past year?

Just as he was thinking this way, an arm was suddenly placed behind him.

"Yo Gang!" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and the next person appeared in his sight, "What are you looking at?"

"Good morning, Wu." Gang Ji said hello to his friends slowly, and then pointed to the plane heads at the school gate, "What is this?"

Takeshi Yamamoto hooked his friend's shoulder and glanced at the school gate, and suddenly realized what he said.

"It's that one, that one," he said, walking towards the school with his friends, "The Disciplinary Committee... Don't you know, Gang?"

"totally no idea."

"Haha, after all, Ganga rarely cares about these things," Takeshi Yamamoto smoothed things out with a smile, "The Disciplinary Committee has always existed in the school, but it started to operate like it is now at the end of last semester."

Takeshi Yamamoto, who seems to be very familiar with this kind of thing, said, "As for the reason, well, it is said that the chairman has been changed."

Hearing this, Gangji became a little interested.

"What is it now?"

"It's Senior Skylark, Ganga, have you seen it too?"

Actually not.

Before Tsuna could answer, Yamamoto pointed not far away, "This is Senior Skylark... Logically speaking, he should be very famous?"

Presumably this is that [Senior Skylark].

Tsuna glanced roughly. The other party was wearing the uniform of Bingsheng Primary School, with black hair and phoenix eyes. At this time, he was staring at the students entering the school like a falcon.In his hand?Holding a duckweed crutch in his hand... Wait, is this something a child should hold?What's wrong, right? ?

As if sensing his gaze, the other party looked over keenly.

Then those sharp phoenix eyes paused, and Hibari Kyouya, who was leaning against the wall, came straight over.

"Hey, you." A clear male voice between a child and a young man sounded, and Tsuna blinked to make sure that the other party was talking to him, "Stop."

The author has something to say: Explanation of terms (?): [Heidun Baijie]

It’s probably a parallel world. Through the book, I saw the inspirational story of Wen Ye’s original work and other parallel worlds who vowed to protect the living Oda and the world where Oda is located. x

Because Zai Zai became the leader of Gang Hei in this if, so he nicknamed (?) the leader Zai; Dun Dun and Akutagawa were in Hong Kong Hei and Detective Agency respectively, so it was Hei Dun Bai Jie x finally everyone protected the world together, it was super ——Inspirational stories

But this article... Natsume lives in Yokohama, the world line and the ending are definitely different, so the last chapter said it is similar to the setting of Kurotoshi Shirakata x

that's all!

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