[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

"It's really nostalgic, seeing you like this..."

The roaring and dazzling bright green thunder and lightning, the thick gunpowder smoke emitted from the wires all over the ground, the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar figure appeared in such an incredible way on the battlefield for the ring of thunder.

That kind of look that can be called nostalgic or even sentimental - according to previous cognition, it is impossible to appear on this person - quietly crossed the space and landed on Tsuna Ji.And its master turned a blind eye to everything that happened in front of him, as if he had neither seen the vicious enemy nor the seriousness of the current situation.

"Lambo?..."

The moment he met those familiar eyes, Tsuna couldn't tell how he felt.

Just under that level of coercion, it is almost impossible to move, not to mention that the other party is looking at her with a look that she cannot refuse - nostalgia, sadness, or sigh?She didn't know, and had no way of knowing.

"Gang Ji," 20 years later, Lan Bo faintly curled the corners of his lips, showing a complicated and soft smile, but quickly lowered his eyelids, regained his calm and indifference, and then looked in the direction of the enemy.

Then she believed she heard his whisper, almost to herself: "It's good to see you."

Therefore, I would like to be a shining thunderbolt for you, facing everything.

……

Tsuna was dazed by that long-lost reunion smile, and in a daze, the picture in front of him was distorted, and Xanxus' cold and unscrupulous smile appeared, for a moment, it was very like a skylark meeting an exciting Or the appearance when the blood is boiling and wants to bite the prey, but what's more, the expression is full of bloody aggressiveness and oppression, which makes her shudder.

Maybe she was really frightened, she opened her eyes suddenly, and saw the white ceiling in the gradually clear vision.

The light coming in through the curtains is not strong, probably it is still relatively early.But since he was awakened by the nightmare, Tsuna lost his sleepiness.Soon, various images of what happened the night before appeared in her mind, and she felt very headache for a while.

After struggling for a while, she still slowly got up from the bed, with her messy hair on her head, when she raised her eyes, she happened to see the little baby on the hammock also accurately positioned her eyes on her body.

"woke up?"

Li Baowen was expressionless, but he always did, so Tsuna couldn't see or guess what her omnipotent tutor might be thinking at such a time.

So, she just nodded: "Yeah."

Sawada Iemitsu had left Japan overnight to confirm the safety of Nine Generations.Judging from what we saw last night, it seems that something terrible happened. For example, there is a high possibility that something happened to the leader of Peng Gelie who has never met...

Before last night, Gang Ji was more inclined to conjecture that the accident was caused by the part of the brain, but after hearing what Xanxus said, she immediately vetoed her own judgment.

Although I have no clue yet, things are definitely not as simple as I originally imagined.

"You don't have to worry about things over there, Jiaguang will take care of it," maybe because her worry was too obvious, Li Baoen quickly comforted her—well, judging from the content, it was probably comforting .

"Does that mean that I only need to worry about how to deal with Valya now?" Tsunade said, with a somewhat disheartened look on his face, "But no matter what, I still think we have no chance of winning. You've seen it all. Lanbo is still unconscious until now, and my ring was taken away..."

"Don't worry," Li Baoen's tone didn't change, but he suddenly put on a strange expression, which meant something unclear, "Although it's tricky, the effect of force is always mutual. Therefore, I'm pretty sure I can judge, Wa Leah also encountered some things that interfered with the will to fight."

"……Eh?"

Looking at the confused face of the student, the tutor sighed a few words in his heart, and then continued to speak in a serious manner.

"Ever since you took out Thor's hammer from the courier box last night in front of everyone present and used it as a weapon for Rambo, intending to teach him to play whack-a-mole in such a dangerous arena, I can be sure , They are definitely not your... your opponents."

"..."

……

Tsuna did not get much real comfort from Li Baoen's words.

However, in any case, the decision has been made.

Want to be stronger.

For Lan Bo, who is seriously injured and unconscious, for other family members and companions who may be hurt, and for... If you have to destroy the atmosphere, it is also for the provocative sentence of the enemy leader "If you lose, I will Destroy all your most precious things."

To express it in a playful way, it can be said that with the uneasiness and anger that "he is going to blow up the JUMP editorial department and then send his men to assassinate the manga artist", the third stage of training began.

The goal is unmistakable - to defeat Xanxus.

with everyone.

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"When Judaime was in trouble, as the left and right hand...he had to turn the situation around! 』

Even though she swore to make such a decision the night before, but——

The silver-haired boy stopped what he was doing and raised his head to look at Shamar, his eyes full of doubt and bewilderment.

"I'm done, Shamal, what to do now?"

The Italian doctor lying on the hospital bed with his legs crossed just lazily opened his eyelids, "Huh? All of them are folded into paper airplanes. How dare you do such a thing?"

"You... isn't this practice?!" Prison Temple was almost blocked by a mouthful of blood, coughed a few times to catch his breath, and then slapped the table hard, "The new moves haven't been completed yet!"

After saying that there is no need to origami airplanes, Shamar was almost buried by the dissatisfaction of the students.

"Hey, you really don't understand the situation." The sloppy doctor shook his head exaggeratedly and sighed, and then said earnestly, "Next, it's no longer a world where success can be achieved through hard work—just be with me. Like picking up girls."

"what?"

There was great questioning in those cat-like green eyes.

"So," Shamar said, sitting up from the bed, carelessly brushing his hair, "do you know what is the most important thing when picking up a girl?"

Prison Temple was stunned, thought for a while, and replied with some uncertainty, "Look?"

The answer made Shamar roll his eyes while looking at his face.

"Sure enough, he's still a brat," he said, "I really can't do anything about you—look, it's here, the important place is here."

He pointed to his temple, and then continued to teach Guisi his lifelong knowledge of picking up girls.

But what didn't go well was that it was obvious that Prison Temple didn't appreciate it at all.

In other words, he couldn't understand at all how the so-called fighting had something to do with "picking up girls".At the same time, he was not only inexperienced, but also unaware of such things as falling in love.

Therefore, it is more reliable to expect him to figure out what Shamar actually wants to convey before deciding to go to the game than to hope that the two hostile parties will suddenly spark love and successfully resolve the inheritance issue.

Of course, from the best point of view - Shamar thinks that it is worth consoling that I don't need to worry about this kid having some stupid and crazy thoughts all day long, and I don't need to worry that I will have to become his love mentor in the future.

Because, judging from all the information currently available, he can make a reliable judgment: he, an uninitiated student, has no concept of love at all.

This also means that the established fact that the object of his allegiance is a lovely and respectable woman does not create other nagging problems that may bother many parties.

Shamar thought, what Libun needs is such a guardian candidate.

However, regardless of Li Baoen's thoughts, as an irresponsible guide who watched the child grow up, he has his own partiality.

"Listen well, kid, if you haven't completed your moves, don't go to die."

Only when you truly recognize the awakening in your heart can you become the core of the attack and set off an endless storm for the person in your heart.

It is not that simple to protect that girl in this capacity.

……

Prison Temple stared at the amulet in his hand, and slowly clenched it tightly, feeling his heartbeat gradually speeding up.

It must be because the time of the game is getting closer.he thinks.As a result, the heart that wanted to dedicate everything to Judaime couldn't bear to wait anxiously and became excited and confused.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he could still clearly remember every detail of the night before when Tsuna gave the amulet to him.

God knows how flattered he was at that time, so happy that he seemed to see the gate of heaven slowly opening to him.Although, that was what Tsuna had found time to do with other girls, although...others received it too.

"I hope everyone is okay," the future leader with the most attractive brown eyes that Prison Temple has ever seen in his life prayed, his brows were full of worry, "I don't want to see anyone get hurt again."

At that time, all he could think of in his limited brain was to be willing to give everything to fulfill this wish for her.

"Mr. Prison Temple, work hard tomorrow, and then... be careful."

Maybe the boy didn't fully understand the meaning of his leader.

At this moment, he was fully thinking about winning the Ring of Lan, which symbolized the identity of the left and right hand, and at the same time forgot the price he might pay.They had lost two rings the night before, and there was no going back.

Twenty years later, Rambo's eyes and expression made him very uncomfortable, but at that time the situation was urgent, and he didn't spend more time thinking about the unspeakable meaning behind it.

Don't even think about it.

Not only him, but others also felt it more or less—using their intuition, they vaguely felt a future they didn't want to imagine and couldn't accept.

Unlike that kind of useless stupid cow, he won't lose.

Only this, Prison Temple will never back down.

"I'll win, Judaime."

The silver-haired boy put away the amulet piously and carefully, raised his head, put away the emotions on his face, and stared at the distant sky, as if making the most important oath in his life.

The sky that was dyed red by dusk seemed to be the beginning of the upcoming Arashi battle.

"I kept you waiting, Judaime."