[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

To be honest, after going through the first three battles, Tsuna no longer thinks that Xanxus will come to watch the game in person—even in the Battle of Thunder, he just came out to show his face, at most he threatened That's all.Subconsciously, she had this idea, so when she saw the enemy characters before the start of the Battle of Rain, she was naturally taken aback.

Anyway, Tsuna doesn't want to see this guy at all, really.

"Because of his presence, I couldn't concentrate on watching the game anymore," she faithfully reflected her feelings at the time in the communication message after a long absence with Magician A. "It must be an aura problem."

"After all, the gap between us is too big," she added.

After all, she is the orthodox heir, and she is not at the same species level as a little person like her who doesn't know where to make up the number from the family tree.she thought sadly.

Of course, Tsuna was just complaining, and didn't tell the other party the whole truth.

In order to cope with his concern about "Why did you disappear for so long and then suddenly appeared and put on the state of 'Yes, I am the girl of the Death God :('", she deliberately recalled the tragic experience of the recent period, while sighing, At the same time, he gave him a vague summary of what happened - as for the part related to the Mafia, it was naturally omitted directly.

She believes that the high IQ level of a fraudster is absolutely understandable.

"How to say?" Soon, the dialog box showed the other party's humbly asking for advice.

"Well," Tsuna thought for a while in distress, but she didn't know how to accurately describe and express that strong subjective impression in words, so she had to reorganize the language from a different angle, and then began to type on the keyboard:

"Let me tell you this. Mr. X has six red feathers on his neck, 27 white feathers with red rings on them, and the largest tail has three layers of brown and beige. There are five buttons on his shirt. , there are also five on the coat, and there are 59 chains hanging on the ring..."

"Wait a minute," the magician said, "You are so hung up, do your hard-working teammates know?!"

At that moment, she looked at the particularly enlarged bold font, as if she felt the roar of the other party on the other side of the screen.

...Of course I don't know.

Tsuna himself felt very sorry for Yamamoto, but he subconsciously defended himself: "However, I also pay attention to the game. For example, Mr. Sephiroth can see eighteen teeth when he smiles..."

He quickly asked: "Shouldn't your focus be on their swordsmanship competition?"

"But, I don't understand..."

Tsuna thinks she's done her best.

With an expert's live commentary, she naturally knows how powerful, how high-level, and how high-end it is, but that's all.

Then she added: "Actually, when I went to watch your game before, I also..."

The chat partner was silent for a long time.

"You seem to make a lot of sense, but I'm speechless."

"sorry!"

……

Pulling back his thoughts from the chat, Tsuna glanced at the time and found that it was already very late.If he didn't sleep any longer, his training during the day would definitely be affected, not to mention annoying Li Baoen.

Saying goodbye to Magician A hastily, she turned off her cell phone, glanced at the little baby blowing snot bubbles in the dark, quickly and as silently as possible pulled off the quilt, and buried herself in it.

Originally, if she had enough time, she still wanted to chat with the other party—to divert her mind from the matter of "that person actually died", whatever.

but……

That's right, she doesn't understand the cruel mafia world, nor the dignity and glory of a swordsman, and she doesn't even understand this inexplicable battle.

It’s naive to say it’s naive, but as a person who has lived an ordinary life from beginning to end (even if she reads some things that are not normal), she doesn’t want to see anyone get hurt and die at all.Even though it's an enemy...even if it's a battle where she will die if she loses, she is just working hard with the belief that she will never die.

As long as you don't die, as long as you live, you must live...

With this in mind, I will continue to work hard together with everyone to carry out the highest intensity of cultivation I have ever experienced in my life.If there is a battle, there will be casualties, she subconsciously avoided it, but this time, it finally happened inevitably.

The death on the screen just happened so clearly in the reality I was in contact with...

However, there is no time to think about the past.

Then came the battle for the guardian of the fog, but the ring holder has not yet shown up, which can't help but make people worry.

The inscrutable expression that Li Baoen kept kept made Gang Ji uneasy, but he could only silently pray in his heart that he was not just pretending to be aggressive, but had indeed found a suitable and reliable candidate.

In any case, at least it should be more reliable than Lanbo, right?

She fumbled for the metalwork on the chain, held it in the palm of her hand, and took a deep breath while closing her eyes.

The strange thing is that, despite being very anxious, Tsuna quickly fell into a drowsy state - he couldn't think of other things, even the ring fight that he was still anxious about just now, only in a hazy state of consciousness I felt a familiar atmosphere.

In the back of my mind, someone seemed to be saying something, softly.

Is it talking to her?She didn't know, but she felt that she was constantly falling into the dark depths of chaos, her head ached, and she couldn't tell whether the voice was familiar to her, until... her consciousness suddenly recovered, and her vision was filled with light again.

The light blue sky, few clouds, a cherry tree in full bloom on the hill as far as it can reach, and a green meadow with lush sunflowers under the tree... This kind of scene is even slightly familiar to Tsunayoshi Trembling.

Then, the voice that must have been heard somewhere also appeared:

"Oh, oh, isn't this our lovely liar lady..."

×××

In the afternoon before the game, Li Baoen still refused to tell Tsuna Ji the name of the Mist Guardian.After Cole Nero asserted that they definitely couldn't win, he seemed to change his mind again, though without revealing it directly, and instead sent Tsunaki down the mountain to buy them juice—perhaps in a roundabout way, she guessed.

"I want orange flavor, don't make a mistake." He ordered in his usual arrogant and unreasonable baby voice, "Hurry up and come back."

"Okay, I know!"

Although he was confused about what he did, Tsuna, who knew his character well, did not dare to resist. He put away his gloves obediently and ran down the mountain resignedly.

Along the way, she kept distracted, thinking about the Ring War, she didn't pay attention to the road, slipped her foot and rolled directly from the bushes.When rubbing her arms and getting up, she raised her head, just in time to bump into the horrible scratches on the tree trunk in front of her, and couldn't help but gasped.

"This strange feeling..."

what is the problem?

Gang Ji scratched his hair, always felt as if he had forgotten some important thing that happened not long ago, and walked across the road while wondering.

……

"It's 486 yen in total."

Gang Ji looked at the money he brought, feeling a little troubled.Not long ago, I just got this month's pocket money. Because of Valia's attack, I have been busy with training, so I didn't have time to split the whole money, and this shop on the edge of the town happened to not have enough change.

She and the salesperson stared at each other across the counter, not knowing how to solve this problem.

"Oh, you can buy some more," suggested the salesman, faithfully performing his job duties, in a non-emphatic tone.

"No, I still have to save money to buy a new collection of paintings coming out at the end of the month," Gang Ji shook his head resolutely.

"..."

"..."

"Anyway, figure it out quickly," he urged.

"..."

"..."

"Unexpected."

"..."

"Why should I think?"

"Are you a student? Students think a lot, and their brains are more flexible." The other party replied dryly.

"That's really sorry, I have never broken through double digits in mathematics."

"..."

"..."

Seeing that the salesperson's face was full of real egg pain and "you're kidding me", Tsuna honestly responded with a serious expression of "I'm really serious".

If there were people who did not understand the cause and effect, they would definitely think that they were putting on a free and cold theater performance.

Just as the two looked at each other and pondered how to save the cold situation, a strange feeling suddenly pierced into the back of Tsuna's neck, causing a strange numbness.She shivered instinctively, and before she had time to react, another figure stepped over her shoulder and put a 500 yuan coin on the counter: "Let me do it."

As if a specific scene in a dog-blood novel turned into reality, the two parties involved were startled at first, but the next moment, their hearts were filled with gratitude to the new customer.

This must be a monkey... No, the rescuers brought by God!

With this in mind, the image of the rescuers in their minds instantly became taller.

Although, in fact, it was just a petite and weak girl.Although, she is wearing the obsidian uniform that is very psychological to Tsunayoshi...

But those are not problems!The point is—why does this little girl's hairstyle look so familiar!

Gangji was dumbfounded, but the unknown girl from Obsidian just gave her a silent and quick glance, pursed her lips cautiously, stepped back a few steps, then turned around and ran away while clutching her schoolbag.

Obviously came to the store, but left without buying anything, and didn't mention paying back the money... I didn't even wait for Gangji to recover and say thank you.

……"what happens?"

After a while, the salesperson came to her senses, pointed in the direction she was leaving, and asked in a tone that wasn't surprised, "She has a crush on you?"

"No, I don't think so," Gang Ji was taken aback, and shook his head cautiously.

"Her brother has a crush on you?"

"This one……"

Faced with this kind of question, Gang Ji felt extremely embarrassed, but soon, her mind turned around and thought of another possibility.

While thinking, she slowly raised her head, seeing the figure of Li Baoen walking towards her along the boundary line of the road, she became more and more sure of her guess.

At the same time, the salesperson, who has not received any actual response, is still talking endlessly: "If this is the case, I advise you to be careful. Ah. It's best to remember to prepare the change and bring it with you, and return it as soon as possible, so as not to cause a long life thing……"

☆、Extra: Tsunayoshi Shenghe

It is said that oranges grown in Huainan are oranges, and oranges grown in Huaibei are oranges.

So, can we imagine that the ordinary sunflower buried in the ordinary world will become a... ...a high mountain flower.

That is, the flower of Gaoling belonging to the mafia world.

×××

The boring, uninteresting, and extremely lacking passion life makes people here fall into a period of periodic burnout.

I think this day should be the end.

It was quiet all around, but it wasn't the kind of quietness that was lifeless, but a quietness that clearly concealed murderous intentions and was full of dangers. It was like stepping into a strange forest and being firmly held by wild animals who didn't know where they were hiding. Targeted.

Only one wall lamp was lit in the hall, and the dark yellow circle of light cast a shadow on the frame of the window, constantly swaying with the cold wind blowing from nowhere.

This cold and gloomy atmosphere may make newcomers or outsiders feel very uncomfortable, but it is a wonderful and comfortable environment for the life that has been soaked in this big dye vat for a long time.

"I bet," with nothing to do, kicking away any debris that might have been in any corner of the hallway, and seeing the illusion of spotless cleanliness in front of him, is a normal person would feel extremely empty, "that person will be in eight Came out before o'clock."

"You mean, the leader is doomed to be disappointed?" the despised senior asked in a strangely mocking tone.

The accompanying sharp weapons brushed past each other, but this was already commonplace, so no one made any unnecessary noise because of it.

"Who knows, but today is certainly not the time to be able to do whatever you want."

"I agree." Senior No. [-]'s false voice sounded.

When you think about it, although this period of time is quite boring, it doesn't mean that there is nothing to do.Or even the complete opposite—too much to do.

Too much is too much.

But still bored.These are our common thoughts and feelings. Although we have not directly exchanged ideas with other people, I can guarantee that including the irresponsible leader.

It's so boring that it's almost moldy.

Sharks sink if they stop swimming, and so do people.

But the people here are full of—well, how should I put it?Like a teenager who has never grown up, full of conceit and arrogance that cannot be seen directly, innocent and stubborn so-called sense of mission-only a certain kind of things and people will arouse my interest, and others will be dismissed regardless of.

Regarding this, I just want to say—of course, in the bottom of my heart, secretly—after all, as a low-level wage earner who will always be oppressed, you have to get along well with other seniors, don’t you?Naturally, some things cannot be exposed face to face—"Too naive, too naive."

Ah, almost digressed.

What I wanted to say earlier is that although there have been miscellaneous trivial matters that have harassed the immediate boss, down to the small role of running errands and soy sauce this month, it is not the job that everyone expects and desires.

I thought, if this continues, there will be riots.But today—not long ago, a turning point happened.Even if I don't go into detail about what happened, it's enough if you understand that people's emotions are starting to stabilize.

The supposedly important but in fact meaningless meeting for the people here ended an hour ago, and after that, the members just waited with nothing to do until now.

It was so quiet, it was incredible.

As I said, it was quiet now, but I wondered if that was because somewhere deep in that labyrinth of corridors lived a Sleeping Beauty who seemed to have not slept in centuries.

But what the heck.That's not the point.

Ah, wait a minute.

Once again, I was very thankful to avoid the sight of a terrible figure for interrogation.That guy is the last person to be messed with besides the leader, because he is in charge of almost everything here.Although he is not afraid of him, it is not a fun thing to provoke a nagging lecture.

Especially when you can feel that he is not in a particularly good mood at the moment.is something happened?I'm not sure, but after that person arrived, I should have received no other news.

I will not be disturbed.

But if it's about that...

×××

The preoccupied person finally walked away with heavy steps.

Whenever I see the expressions of other people around me, I am always curious about their past lives.

Especially after that happened just now.

I came here not long ago, to replace a senior who didn't stick to his post.I don't care who that is or how these changes happen, as I said before - I'm also a member of this place.And some characteristics are shared by everyone present.

I'm not interested, so I won't pay attention.

People have to start paying attention, it must be a catastrophic event comparable to the end of the world. ——This statement is a bit exaggerated, but as time goes by, I feel more and more that it is almost close.

It was a disaster that had been lurking and premeditated for a long time, and even some egomaniacs with a sense of belonging and honor could not stop it from happening and approaching.

So, right now, no matter how unhappy you are, you have to work honestly.

But as you can imagine, it didn't stop my head from spinning.

I started thinking about everything that happened ten years ago.

What happened ten years ago now?

Have those guys in mole fur really fought to the death with a group of little devils in such a long time (maybe not really long)?

Thinking about it now, it's really subtly sad.

It was too difficult to go on imagining, so I had to stop looking further into the matter.

However, having said so much, in fact, I have very little contact with that person, and my understanding is limited to an old man who refuses to express his views frankly, so that he is now rushing towards the great magician and will never return. coming information.

What I know is about the same as any ordinary and extraordinary person in this world.

In the eyes of these people, Pengo Li's leader is a woman with incredible warmth like a sunflower, and at the same time, she is unconsciously admirable and admirable.However, unlike other female leaders, this person's identity and status determine a fact: it is absolutely difficult for others to reach and approach... high above the high mountains that seem to not exist in this real world flower.

It's like rejecting everything with a smile - just relying on the family's reputation and personal means.Powerless and powerful, vulnerable and powerful, ordinary and extraordinary, harmless and unintimidating...or just the opposite.

Who knows?I don't know her well.

There is a lot of fog. This should be used to describe people with attributes like us, but I think it is very suitable to be used here.But I also know that if other people know this idea, they will definitely deny it.

It may be a problem of cognition, it may be a problem of knowing time... After all, I am just a newcomer.

×××

Because of the delicate relationship between Valia and Pengo Li's headquarters, that person always came in a hurry when he was not noticeable, and never stayed for a long time.

But this time the appearance was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.He obviously came here not long ago - came for some dispensable things (of course it was the opposite for Pengo Lie), and then left in a hurry.Of course, I'd bet that our ever-younger chief didn't really mind having his room briefly "intruded" by outsiders, but he'd definitely be throwing a fit over something else.

They've always been like this, no one is surprised.There is time for peace, but not too much, and it is often only achieved in real emergencies.

The last appearance without warning had caused quite a surprise—according to the information provided by the intelligence team, she was currently traveling around, and she shouldn’t have the time and energy to make arrangements for this trip beyond the scheduled itinerary—and This time, the situation was even more dire.

It's only been a few hours since the headquarters was destroyed - I haven't counted it exactly, but it should be close - and I really don't understand why she's here.

This is the quietest time of the day, those who are on missions, those who are sleeping, even those in our line of work who have really irregular living habits are mostly resting.

It was rare for the senior not to fasten the four buttons of his jacket, which meant that he must have arrived on the spur of the moment news.He whispered a few words to the man, then hurriedly opened the heavy door and walked to the depths of the corridor, leaving the man waiting in the distance.

No need to guess, he must have gone to inform the grumpy leader.It must be a terrible thing to wake up that guy, we can only hope he is still asleep.

But the outsider didn't keep his composure. Instead, he turned around and walked straight to another direction.This doesn't quite fit her style, I was a little surprised, so I decided to go and have a look - after all, this is our territory, if some places are broken into by unsuitable people, as an insider, I will definitely be punished One pass.

……

It was the chief's office, and without the slightest hesitation, she opened the door with the key and went in. The door was not closed, but I couldn't get too close.

There was the faint sound of papers being turned, the door of the bookcase was opened, then closed... and finally the drawers, but the wind from the open window covered the door, and the excellent sound insulation effect blocked other sounds.

In a moment, she came out.

When I walked silently in the shadows, thinking about irrelevant things, she stopped, turned her face slightly, and looked this way with unsurprising eyes. In the dimness, she looked soft and illusory.

"Okay," I had to go out and say with a straight face, "good evening... what are you doing?"

When I asked this question, I realized that I still couldn't hide my curiosity well.

"Shhh," she then resumed her steps toward the original hall, but at a slower pace.

"Since you are here, it will save a lot of trouble." She seemed much more relaxed, "I need you to send a message for me."

"Aren't the ones you brought last time all the missions?" I feigned surprise.

There was no answer, so I waited for a while before asking, "What's the matter?"

"I'm not sure if he will notice... Well, that kind of temperament is too unpredictable. I can't guarantee that my judgment is correct, so I want to ask you..."

"When?"

She didn't answer quickly, and there was that determined but worried look on her face.The senior seems to have said that he often sees it, but he doesn't like it.

I don't think I like it either.

I don't like the environment that is too quiet right now, I don't like the senior who is too procrastinating, I don't like...

"That's the last thing to do," she finally said, very slowly, "I don't think it will be necessary, but just in case, who knows...you'll do it, won't you, Fran ?”

"..."

There was a long silence.The footsteps also disappeared, and after this terrible silence, the senior who had been away for a long time finally returned.

They exchanged a wordless look, she nodded, lowered her eyelids, and walked behind the door.The subtle light coming from a distance allowed me to catch the golden-brown eyes that I could see from the side.

It's as if our conversation is completely over.

This made me feel that something in my heart was rapidly sinking into the depths of the sea, heavy.

I know we won't have the chance to meet again today.When the senior turned his head to look over, his eyes were full of doubts, but he didn't come over and didn't ask.

Also, it's my business after all.

between the two of us.

Well, wait until next time.

Wait until the next time we meet... when everything is over.If there is a chance to meet again, it should be almost that day.

At that time, we can talk about other things, other things that are lighter and more pleasant.

No more catastrophe, danger and death.

But -

"Happy birthday, Tsuna-kichi. 』

Our dearest leader.