[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

『Yes, as you can see, this is the world ten years later.This isn't Japan, or Sicily—it's Milan. 』

Tsuna came out of the bathroom with wet hair, and it didn't take long.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed as she toweled her hair, she watched Fran and, for some reason, seemed to be annoyed.

"Ke... Fran?"

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With such an unsuspecting chief - past tense - Fran doesn't feel much guilt when she checks the bag she brings back, because there is no doubt that if there is something that cannot be seen by him or someone else Things, that person would never put them here.

It’s similar to when Gang Ji first got it, a vanity mirror with a comb, and 50ml of MarcJacobs Mojie Daisy Eau de Toilette. Although she didn’t have much contact with it, Fran also knew about it. This is what she often used—— At first, I didn't have the habit of using perfume. I can't remember when Dancing Martino likes to give all kinds of small gifts, so I started to use it slowly.

There are also two ordinary C-level rings. There are six boxes in the box with the key inserted, one of which is open. As an outstanding illusionist, Fran judged that it was for the fog attribute with just one glance. A special box for customs declaration items, but the contents inside have already been taken out. As for the others, the one that fell beside Tsunayoshi at that time must also be counted. are available.

After putting the ring and the ring back in the box and stuffing them back into their original places, Fran didn't know the specific purpose of carrying them with her, but she knew that no matter what she did, she must have her own reasons.

After finishing all this, Fran confirmed that there was no possibility of Tsuna being tracked before handing the bag back to her.

"The inspection is complete, take it well."

She nodded, took it and put it on her lap, her hands circled from the side and rested on her knees, as if listening to him tell a story.

However, no matter how you look at it, Fran is not a good storyteller.

Just as he was thinking about how to let her know and accept the tragic background of ten years later in as simple a language as possible, Tsuna suddenly—perhaps seeing his embarrassment—said on his own initiative, Words that surprised him.

"Well... if you want to talk about the Mirufiore family, I... already know."

In order to clear up his doubts, she continued to explain. Although she was stuttering, Fran sorted out some information from her mouth: It seems that the guy ten years later kept it in the box. These things are mentioned in the notebook.

In this way, the pressure is much less.He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but had to pay more attention to her performance.Because of emotional tension, her lips were pale, her hands were clasped tightly, her body was trembling slightly from beginning to end, and she probably didn't even realize it.

"Then you—" he dragged his voice slowly, "Do you also know that ten years later, Tsunayoshi Sawada accepted the negotiating request from the Mirufiore family, went to the appointment alone and disappeared without news ?”

After a long silence, even Fran himself felt that his nerves were too tense, but he did not relax, and still held Tsunaki's gaze firmly.Perhaps this is a bit too much for an ordinary 14-year-old girl-to force her to face the cruel and bloody reality when she has just experienced a thrilling life-and-death battle.

But, who made her the "Vongola Ten Generations"?Even if "now" is not, "future" will be.

On this road, who didn't come here like this.Thinking of this, he had a slight ironic thought in his heart.

Finally, Gangji nodded.Her knuckles were so white that she didn't even notice the handbag slipping from her lap onto the sheet.

"know."

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The bedroom of the senior suite was shrouded in a deadly silence. Whether it was Gangji, who had just arrived, or Fran, who existed in this world ten years later, they were silent, with their respective concerns weighing heavily on their chests.

As far as Gangji herself was concerned, she felt a little out of breath, so she couldn't help standing up first, walked past him, drew the curtains by the window, and opened the glass door to let in the fresh air from outside.

There is no air conditioner or electric fan in the house, so it is inevitable that it will be a little hot. Being blown head-on by the wind, she feels a little better, so she raises her head and looks into the distance.

The sky in Sicily is quite clean, probably because the environmental protection work has been done well in the past ten years, there are not many clouds, and the blue sky can be seen.The morning sunlight pours on the balcony, bright and not glaring, just right.

Unexpectedly, it was the doorbell that broke the silence.

Knowing this moment, Fran seemed to suddenly remember something—although the expression and tone remained unchanged.

"Oh, ME seems to have ordered breakfast by the way when I checked in. If I remember correctly, you haven't eaten anything since yesterday, right?"

However, if you really want to talk about breakfast, it is too rich.

When Fran dismissed the waiter and pushed the dining car into the room by himself, Tsuna just glanced at it and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"A lot—do you have such a big appetite, Fran?"

It may be an illusion, because the expression of "complaint" should not appear in the eyes of this boy with facial paralysis.

"Ah, don't look at ME like this, it's in the Mood for Love anyway," he sat down opposite her across the small round table, and said solemnly: "So I'm worried about weight gain, I think, it's in the ' Growth period', especially for the sake of growing tall, the little chief won't worry about these."

Gang Ji believes that his statement is completely unreasonable.She also didn't buy his "order by the way" argument, especially when Fran pushed the chopsticks in the basket towards her.

"Let's eat." He said expressionlessly, watching her pick up the chopsticks in one hand and the spoon in the other, her eyes wandering on the tablecloth.

Tsuna was indeed hungry.

Unbeknownst to her, she had obviously exhausted her physical strength, which was one of the reasons why she felt dizzy and lacked energy when she first woke up.

Although for various reasons, she has no appetite at all, even if she sees a tempting feast, she will not be tempted.Still, she puts her physical health first.

While thinking about replenishing energy as soon as possible, she aimed at foods with high sugar content.

Although Fran called the food on the table "breakfast," Tsuna thought it was more of a hodgepodge of dinner.Although he was not used to this kind of high-end dining method and environment, but thinking that the only person present besides himself probably wouldn't care about it, he let go of his scruples and started eating.

From the beginning to the end, this Valia's successor, Kirimori, didn't have any intention of moving a knife and fork, just sat there, quietly watching her struggle to stuff most of the food into her stomach.

After finishing a bowl of seafood and thick soup, Tsuna put down his spoon.She is not used to this kind of thing with too much cream, and she feels tired after drinking too much. Now her stomach is uncomfortable. When she looked up, she found that there was no movement on Fran's side, so she couldn't help being a little puzzled.

The other party was unmoved, and some strong messages of "you have to eat them up" were revealed in his eyes.However, Tsuna pressed his belly and made up his mind to stop adding burden to it.

"Ah," the frog hood shook suddenly, "would you like some brandy?"

He seemed to be kind enough to suggest: "I heard that it is more useful to suppress shock."

Tsuna, of course, refused.

"What about red wine?"

She shook her head.

Those big eyes drooped down.

"Okay," Fran said, "then...now, let's talk."

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After realizing that he came ten years later and couldn't go back in a short time, Tsuna had the first chance to calm down and think about his situation.

Combined with the situation provided by Fran, she guessed that ten years later, she had been abducted by the Mirufiore family and had been in captivity. No, this should be someone else's guess.The worst idea is that she has already been assassinated, and at best, her life is temporarily reserved to deal with Pengo Lie.

And next, Brandeso—the culprit who caused all the chaos in this era, his real purpose is probably the reason why Tsuna was trapped ten years later.

From her point of view, here ten years later, things are a little different.

Tsuna clearly remembered the room where she had just come here.It is indeed closed and cannot be opened from the inside, but there are many ways to communicate with the outside. There are no monitors in the room, and there are even a lot of books and other gadgets that can be used for entertainment and pass the time—although she Not sure if that "self" was in the mood to entertain in that situation.

From this point of view, "she" is not completely restricted, tortured or otherwise oppressed, and even has a small amount of freedom.If this was indeed the instruction of Brandeso himself, then Tsuna had to suspect that he had another purpose.

No, to be precise, his original "attempt" is not yet clear.

What is the significance of hunting Vongola to Mirufiore?Seize power?Mafia rivalry, hatred?What about imprisoning her, the leader of Vongola?

As for the rings and boxes that have special combat functions for this era, the Vengley rings are indeed of the elite level, but it is also stated in the notepad that "she" destroyed them long ago.That way, the ring wouldn't be the fuse.

After feeling a headache, Gangji gave up the idea of ​​further thinking, this kind of thing that tests IQ is too unsuitable for her.If she can act on her intuition, she is more likely to get results.

...But, the trouble is, she can't remember how she got out of that place.

The most impressive thing I can think of now is that I seem to have accidentally turned on some switch.Then, a large amount of blood that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes hit her like a lightning strike.

Now, it doesn't matter if she's telling the truth—she's so afraid of seeing blood, she's so afraid that her hands and legs will go limp when she sees it, and she feels like the blood vessels in her body are about to burst.Even now, after a long time, she still often thinks of Yamamoto holding the blood-splattered wound in that black hole, but still trying to comfort her.

Everyone is so strong that it makes her feel that if she faints because of such a "little thing", not to mention embarrassing, it is really useless.

She can't be so "useless" anymore, she wants to keep up with their footsteps, and wants to protect everyone from danger. These thoughts come together to make her persevere all the way.However, without any precautions, the homicide-like scene still overwhelmed everything in an instant.

Looking back now, Tsuna is more and more sure that something is wrong there.

In addition to the blood, there is also the strange sense of lifelessness that envelopes the room, including the furnishings and the curious portraits hanging on the wall. The atmosphere created by those things is not at all like the place where living people should stay.

Someone must have deliberately set up such a room environment while knowing her psychology—or the psychology of most people.From this point of view, Mirufiore, who wants to profit from her or Pengo Li, is undoubtedly the most likely to do such a thing.

She thought she might have been so frightened that she lost consciousness.But... after that?When she woke up again, she saw Fran.

Gang Ji struggled to think back, except for making himself more headache, more nervous and afraid, he didn't get any memory reminder.Only then did she have to take the glass that Fran had forced into her hand and take a token sip of the brandy.

"Fran," upon hearing her voice, the frog's hood lifted, and he aimed his big eyes at her, "you...why are you there?"

Fran wondered about it himself.

If it were someone else, they would definitely smile wryly.

"ME is executing the secret order directly issued by the leader." Fran took out a folded document from his pocket, unfolded it in front of Tsunaki, and showed her the Fire Order above, "Ah, you probably don't know now. As for this thing, its priority is higher than all the tasks assigned at this stage, even as an independent assassination force, we cannot refuse it."

Gangji nodded with a half-understanding.

"That is to say, ten years later, I will ask Fran... to come to Milan to do these things? Why?"

"I don't know," he replied slowly. "At first, I thought it was going to take some action against Mirufiore's branch, but now it seems that that guy should have expected it - let ME take care of you."

The phrase "previously expected" startled her.Subconsciously, she held her breath, and the contents of the notepad resurfaced in her mind.

It would be great if it was still preserved, but unfortunately, after she finished reading it, it was automatically burned by the flames.Of course it is impossible to remember all the details, but she still has an impression in general.Fortunately, the letter paper that was finally stuck on the back cover was safely placed in her inner pocket because she took it out.

"To me ten years ago:

Good afternoon, 14-year-old Gang-jun.

If there is no accident, when you see this, "you", that is, "I" ten years later, due to various sorry reasons, has to entrust you with very important things to complete.If you guess something, don't be too surprised and don't worry.Because we can all believe that if it is "you", we will be able to do it.

Time is running out, so keep these things firmly in mind.First, you need to get out of here and meet up with your companions.

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All necessary instructions I store them in the earrings, please keep them with care.

Frank will take good care of you.After returning to Japan, this stage is over, and the rest will be left to them.Also remember that you have people you can rely on and trust, so everything will be fine.

you're not wrong.Trust me and trust yourself.

Best of luck and success with the plan. 』