[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

"This……"

Gang Ji looked at the prison temple lying on the ground at the entrance, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Behind him, Biyangqi approached with a plate and sighed, "Hey, this kid..."

"Is it really okay to have a sister-brother relationship like yours?"

Gangji carefully looked at the strange dishes on the plate in her hand, then at the prison temple lying on the ground struggling, and silently lit a candle for him in his heart.

How strong he had to be to eat those things in his stomach and persist until he finished playing the piano... What a terrible person, in every sense.

Not to mention Biyangqi who made poisonous dishes, Gang Ji's heart has already aroused admiration.

"Let's start class now!"

"No problem!" Biyangqi agreed, and enthusiastically dragged her towards the kitchen.

Just in this ocean, Prison Temple continued to stay on the ground pitifully alone... er, and Li Baoen was beside him, so he was with him.

In this regard, Li Baoen only wants to ask:

Didn't you really forget this guy on purpose? !What about companionship?What about sisterhood!

He was about to walk away and go to the kitchen with him to prevent the two of them from making any trouble without knowing it, such as blowing up the kitchen or ruining the ingredients for lunch and dinner, when the doorbell rang again.

Li Baoen looked behind him strangely—when the prison temple came, the door was not closed, so he saw Yamamoto outside the yard at a glance.

Probably because he discovered the situation at the door, he ran to the prison temple in three steps at a time, and squatted down half puzzled and half concerned to check his situation.

"Hey, good morning, brat," he greeted Li Baoen, and then asked, "I just received a call from Ah Gang, saying that she is in trouble here and needs help. I happen to be doing morning exercises nearby, so Hurry over. Uh, when she said trouble, did she mean... Prison Temple? What's wrong with him?"

Li Baoen knew that explaining to him would be quite troublesome and fruitless, so he simply replied: "Food poisoning, but it's not very serious, can you help move him to the sofa for a while?"

"Okay, no problem." Yamamoto agreed, and then acted neatly.

"By the way, why is he here today, Prison Temple?"

"Looks like he's here to deliver watermelon to Ah Gang," Li Baoen said just now, and then remembered the tragedy of it being smashed at the door, and shook his head with a little pity, "He is a diligent subordinate."

"Is that so..."

Yamamoto let go of Gokuji's hand, put him on the sofa, and nodded thoughtfully.

Li Baoen watched him finish everything and nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, he saw the right person. Takeshi Yamamoto is definitely an indispensable type of person in the family.

Still, having Tsuna-kichi at her beck and call—although she certainly hadn't expected it—was a bit of a feat, he thought.Perhaps, he underestimated the social skills of his students?

Of course, on the other hand, she probably already has the ability to deal with the funeral... Ah no, the prison temple is still alive, so, it is the primary ability to make a mess.

So, Li Baoen said slowly: "Gang will be very happy to know that you are here."

"We are friends, so we should do a favor," Yamamoto said, turning his head to look around, "But, where is Azuna?"

"In the kitchen," Li Baoen finished, after a little thought in his heart, he added, "She is learning housekeeping from Biyangqi—oh, by the way, Biyangqi is the elder sister of the prison temple, with the same father. Half mother, just came to A Gang's house for a few days, you should go and get to know her."

"Oh, that's it, I'm looking forward to it!"

After speaking, Yamamoto happily ran to the kitchen to observe the scene.

……

After a while, he returned to the living room and sat next to the prison temple, sighing with emotion.

It was probably driven out by Biyangqi, Li Baoen guessed.

"Then just sit here and wait," he said kindly, "Biyangqi doesn't like boys who trespass in the kitchen."

"Haha, that's right," Yamamoto scratched his head and laughed, "But I often help my dad at home, so I thought I could learn from her."

"...Excuse me."

"Eh? Kid, did you say anything just now?"

Li Baoen held the tea calmly, pretending to be looking at the scenery—huh?Did I speak just now?Have it?

×××

It has been a long time since Gangji came out with Biyangqi.

Yamamoto must have been too idle, and fell asleep lying next to the prison temple, but it was because he accidentally pressed the prison temple's arm, which woke him up.

Prison Temple slowly came to his senses, and when he realized where he was, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, but when he looked up, he faced Biyangqi's face again.

"Judaimu..." He was so shocked that he didn't have time to finish his sentence, he looked away with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to Tsuna Kichi, but soon fell down with pain on his face.

Gang Ji was holding things in both hands, unable to catch him, he had to watch him fall headfirst on the low table, gasping for air with a slight pain.

"Prison Temple Lord!"

"Hey, this kid," Biyangqi still didn't realize that it was her own problem, she covered her face with one hand and sighed, "Are you still so excited to see me?"

Just as Tsuna was about to say something, he saw Yamamoto again, and was a little surprised, "Ah, Li Baoen, when did he come?"

Li Baoen didn't want to answer her a little bit, so he asked back: "Didn't you drive me out just now?"

"Eh?!" Gangji was taken aback, "When did it happen?"

Bi Yangqi covered her mouth with an "ah", "It seems that I accidentally threw out the melted cherry blossom rice ball..."

"..."

It's great that Yamamoto is okay.

Gokuji struggled to get up, tripped before Tsuna could go up to help him, and fell back on top of Yamamoto, waking him up too.

"Hmm... eh? Are you all right?" He gave Prison Temple a quick push and quickly got up, "Sorry, I fell asleep accidentally."

"It's okay, it's just right, do you want to try the newly made rice balls?" Gang Ji asked with great interest and expectation, "I learned how to do it from my mother before, but Biyangqi taught me a new method this time , it feels great."

"Come on, let's eat," Biyangqi brushed up her long hair chicly, "The freshly baked finished product is made by Ah Gang herself. I'm just pointing out and helping me by the way."

Li Baoen took a look at the appearance and thought it was quite normal.

Perhaps, as long as Biyangqi didn't do it herself, the food she made would still be normal and edible?

"Then, I won't be polite," Yamamoto took the chopsticks from Tsunakichi, gave a pair to Li Baoen, and was about to do it when he heard the glass door facing the backyard being swung open.

"Hahaha! Li Baoen, Mr. Rambo is here! - Li Baoen, let's play!"

What's the matter with talking about playing but holding a terrifying-looking electric shock rod in your hand? !

Before Gang Ji could say anything, he saw that Li Baoen threw the teacup that had not been put down in his hand quickly and accurately.

Snapped!

Lan Bo was hit by a teacup, pouring water all over his head, and burst into tears in the next second, and pulled out a ten-year-old rocket launcher from his hair, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish-sama-la-lanbo-sama... "

boom--

After the pink smoke dissipated, the confused figure of adult Rambo appeared.

Yamamoto blinked, watching this scene in amazement, just about to ask Tsunayoshi what was going on, when he saw Biyangqi's expression changed drastically, and in a blink of an eye, there was an extra poisonous dish in her hand, she yelled, and turned towards He rushed over.

"..."

Several people were so shocked by this sudden change that they couldn't recover their senses, and Li Baoen, the only one who knew the truth, took advantage of the confusion to speak slowly.

——It turns out that the ex that Biyangqi mentioned to Gangji before was Romeo, who looks very similar to the adult Lan, and the relationship between the two was already bad before they broke up. Big fire.

"Also, it's said that my eldest sister's ex-boyfriend died of food poisoning." After returning to the sofa, the prison temple returned to the light, ah no, it recovered a little bit, and sat up reluctantly, trying not to look at Biyangqi's Face.

"... Terrible woman," Tsuna murmured, his tone suddenly changed, and quickly darkened, "However, these are not the point. I said, don't you bother with them? If this continues, my lord Bo is going to die!"

In the chaos that followed—accompanied by Biyangqi's roar, Sir Lanbo's screams and all kinds of fruitless attacks—Li Baoen's voice still seemed careless, irrelevant "It doesn't matter, even if he dies here, judging from the technology ten years later, he still has the hope of being revived."

"How can you come back to life if you're dead!"

Bang!

Under Lan Bo's timely dodge, Biyangqi's attack directly destroyed the kitchen door.

Gangji was about to go crazy, "Give me enough time——Biyangqi!——Lan! Bo!"

Everything seemed to change in that instant.

The prison temple discovered this situation in time, and at the critical moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yamamoto's arm, preventing him from moving his chopsticks.

Next, the two of them stared dumbfounded at the rice balls on the low table slowly rising up with purple muddy water and gas, tumbling and circling upwards.

"This……"

"Ten, ten generations—"

Then, the two looked at each other and shuddered in unison.

Women are horrible creatures.

×××

(about afterwards)

Li Baoen drank tea, still looking very calm—of course, we have no way of knowing—"Very good, Biyangqi, your skills have been passed on, and you deserve congratulations."

Biyangqi stared at Gangji thoughtfully, she didn't know what she was thinking, and gradually, a vague excitement appeared on her face.

"Biyangqi...?" Gang Ji looked at her suspiciously.

Suddenly, Biyangqi grabbed her hand, and her joy was beyond words: "Young man, you are very thoughtful—ah no, you are very talented! Learn to cook with me!"

... "Aren't you already learning?!"