[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

"Hey, Gang, why didn't you see the Prison Temple today?"

Tsuna turned his head and found that it was Yamamoto.

Obviously it's physical education class now, and the boys are doing baseball practice in groups. He, the main force, actually came here to enjoy the cool?

"Prison Temple Lord, he's gone out, and he probably won't be back in a few days," Gang Ji was a little puzzled, "Well, what's the matter? Do you have something to do with him?"

"Oh, no, I just found out that he seems to have a good relationship with you, so I couldn't help but ask by the way." Yamamoto put down the bat on his shoulder and smiled easily, "Are you dating? "

"..."

Gangji choked.

"It's not what you think," she quickly explained, waving her hands. "He doesn't realize I'm a girl yet, does he?—uh, wait!"

Having said that, her expression froze, and then she became panicked: "Could it be—"

She jumped up with a swish, and started to circle around the big tree, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Yamamoto: "...Did I say something wrong?"

Tsuna wandered around under the tree for several times, and did several times of psychological work before he managed to convince himself to accept it—"Kuji Temple is only looking for someone to be loyal to, not a partner" and "Even if you want to find someone, you can't find one." Come on me, right?" This explanation.

Looking back at Yamamoto who had been left alone for a long time, she couldn't help but feel sorry.

"I'm sorry, Yamamoto, I forgot you're still here..."

"Ah, it's okay," Yamamoto waved his hands nonchalantly, "I just came to talk to you during the break, don't be so uncomfortable."

rest?

Have you changed the game?

Gangji looked at the court suspiciously - over there, you and I are playing happily.

Hmm, I don't get it.

"Looking for me to chat?" Tsuna was a little flattered, "But I'm so... I mean, I don't know much about baseball, and I don't have any good sports. Is it okay?"

"No, I think you are very powerful, Gang." Yamamoto slowly put away his smile, and his tone became more sincere. "Especially recently, I think I admire you more and more."

"I... Me?" Tsunayoshi was really taken aback, "Yamamoto, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Yamamoto nodded solemnly, and then began to count her "glorious deeds":

"I've watched all your wonderful performances in the soccer competition, as well as your skill when you were with the transfer students...I've been paying attention to you for the turmoil on the playground afterwards. To be honest, it's really surprising."

"..."

No, those were indeed just [accidents].

Tsuna has black hair.

Of course she knew what she had done. The so-called "meteorite from the sky" was later discovered to be an explosive missed by Mr. Prison Temple. It was luck and Yamamoto's help in dealing with his attack that saved the day. As for the playground... Uh, That's just horrible, isn't it?

Yamamoto...why do you accept such things calmly?What exactly is your brain made of?Are you and Li Baoen actually a family?

"...It's me, who knows nothing but baseball. So, Gang, I really want to ask you, how did you do it?" Yamamoto continued, looking at Tsunayoshi expectantly.

"……what?"

Gang Ji hadn't recovered yet, still staring at him stupidly.

"Gang?" He tilted his head and called her name softly, "Did you hear me clearly?"

"Ah, ah, sorry," Tsuna stepped back in embarrassment, lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, "I'm just a little surprised, Yamamoto, why would you say that? Your baseball is so good, How many people envy you."

"Really?" Yamamoto seemed to be smiling, but his expression gradually became lonely, "But I have been feeling very uncomfortable recently."

"why?"

"No matter how much I practice, I can't improve my batting average, and my defense keeps making mistakes... If this continues, it may be the first time I've been replaced by a starting player since I played baseball." Yamamoto looked down at the roots of the tree, his eyes There was a bit of sadness in her eyes, "You said, what should I do?"

Gang Ji pointed at himself and stammered: "Ask, ask me?"

"Oh, because I feel that Gang is very powerful recently, and what she said is very inspiring—so I couldn't help but tell you these messy things." Yamamoto raised his head and showed his usual smile, "I am Seriously, I admire you so much, Gang."

If by particularly inspiring you mean she's borrowing lines from other competitive comics...

Gang Ji silently thought: Then you really overestimate me.

But, do you have to say something?Now that Yamamoto has said this to herself, if she doesn't say anything, it seems to be against the love of classmates.

So, with a bit of embarrassment, Gangji cleared his throat.

"Well, I don't have much experience in baseball, so I don't know what to do." She secretly glanced at Yamamoto, feeling a little uneasy, "But, anyway, if you want to improve, you must Let's work hard... Just like someone said, if you just like baseball, you can't win, but you will work hard because you like baseball, and you will be happy from the bottom of your heart when you win... That's the way of thinking."

"So who so" was not talking about baseball, of course, but Tsunayoshi automatically and consciously translated it into what Yamamoto needed.

However, that's what she said, but in fact, she also knew that she was the least qualified person to say such things.She seldom really puts in continuous effort for something, at most she can only verbally say something...

If it weren't for Li Baoen's appearance, those "feats" before would probably never have been achieved.

She is really not ashamed.

After finishing speaking, Tsunayoshi quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Yamamoto's reaction.

"Well..." The other party didn't think for too long, then raised his hand and patted her shoulder lightly, and laughed, "That's right."

"Eh?"

"I thought so too before—as expected of A Gang, we coincidentally."

Seeing Yamamoto's bright smile, Tsunayoshi felt a little guilty, responded vaguely, and looked away.

"Then, I'll stay and practice hard today!" The baseball boy clenched his fists confidently, "I'm going to start working hard for the next game."

×××

On the way home, because Li Baoen didn't follow, Gang Ji felt the rare freedom, so he took out his mobile phone and posted on Twitter at this time.

The comrade-in-arms who invited her to watch the theater version last week was booking tickets and asked her for the specific time.

They discussed for a while, and finalized the second show on Saturday morning, at a theater in Tokyo. After watching it, they can stop by to find a fruit house in a nearby pedestrian street to sit down and exchange feelings... Uh, after all, it's a face base.

……

"Is it too early? Can you catch up from Kanagawa?"

"Oh, because there are competitions these days, I happen to live here in Tokyo. It's you, it doesn't matter if a girl comes to Tokyo?"

"It's okay." When typing these words, Tsuna had mixed feelings, "I'll tell you a secret... Actually, I'm a boy."

"..."

The other party was silent for a moment before continuing to type: "Touch you. But please don't steal my lines, I am the real boy."

"Thank you, I already know this." Tsuna didn't feel much comforted, "Okay, that's it... See you on the weekend?"

"Puff—then, in order to prevent misidentification, Miss Tuna must wear a cute dress?"

"..."

Gangji wept secretly.

"That way, maybe you won't be able to find me to mess with QAQ..."

"..."

"..."

"I'm off to practice, bye [waves]"

"Kouhu, can we still play happily together?!"

……

Put away the phone, the door of the house is already in front of you.

"I am back."

Gang Ji heard conversations coming from the living room when he was slipping his shoes in the hallway, and thought that Bao En and his mother got along well, and within a few days they became acquainted as if they were members of their own family.

Seeing her come back, Nana looked at the time and thought it was time to make dinner, and walked into the kitchen with a greeting.

"Are you back?" Li Baoen picked up the coffee and nodded to her, "How are you doing today?"

"Well...it's okay," Tsunaji replied dryly, "Thanks to you, some famous people in school came to talk to me."

He immediately raised his eyebrows: "Huh? You mean Yamamoto?"

"you know?"

"Oh, I've been watching him for a while." Li Baoen took a sip of coffee calmly and continued, "He has good motor skills and popularity. He is exactly the person your family needs."

Gang Ji was taken aback and almost knocked over the water glass, "What did you say?"

"Takeshi Yamamoto, I plan to let him join your family," Li Baoen looked at her calmly.

"What? Don't be kidding, Yamamoto is just an ordinary person... We are just ordinary classmates, why should we bring him in?" Tsuna stopped and took a breath, thinking about it and felt wrong, "And , When did I say I was going to be a mafia! Don't make decisions for me!"

Li Baoen rolled his eyes, as if to say "I'm too lazy to talk to you".

"Anyway, don't be too foolish. If you don't think about what I said before," he coughed lightly when he saw Gang Ji was about to go upstairs, reminding her, "I'm afraid there will be no time?"

Gang Ji stopped and turned to stare at him with a slightly angry expression.

"Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran out of the living room.

Li Baoen was not angry either, he just looked away and finished his coffee quietly.

"Is there a long way to go?" He curled his lips silently, "But, we really have to hurry up."

……

After being reminded of the bad things by Li Baoen, after Tsuna returned to the room, she felt overwhelmed and was not in the mood to check Twitter anymore.

"Is he serious?"

She rolled a few times on the bed and couldn't help asking herself this.

"But who is he? And why did he do this?... No, most importantly, why did he find me?"

Did she really...have to be a mafia?

The discomfort in my heart continued until the next day, turning into a heavy anxiety.

After waking up so early in the morning, Gangji returned to school early, sat in his seat, bored and didn't know what to do, so he just stared out the window in a daze, waiting for the teacher of the first class to come in.

Suddenly, the door of the classroom was slammed open, and then there was an exclamation:

"It's not good! Yamamoto is on the roof and wants to jump off the building!"

There was a silence in the classroom, and then an uproar.

"Are you kidding? Yamamoto? —— Yamamoto from our class?" Someone laughed, "He is the most unlikely person to do such a thing!"

"It's true," the classmate at the door was a little anxious, "He practiced alone after school yesterday and broke his arm... Maybe he really couldn't think about it!"

Only then did the students in the class realize the importance of the matter and began to panic.

"What? Really?"

"No way...how did that happen?"

"Go, hurry up and take a look..."

……

Everyone swarmed out, leaving only Gangji sitting in the original position in a daze without moving.

"Gang?" Kyoko called her softly, seeing that she didn't respond, she was a little anxious, "Gang, why don't you go and see Yamamoto?"

Gang Ji looked up at her slowly, with confusion and helplessness in his eyes, "I..."

"Hurry up," Kurokawa shook her hair impatiently, "at least go up first to understand what's going on."

"Xiaohua," Jingzi cast a reproachful look at her friend, then turned to look at Gangji with concern, "What's the matter, Ganga? Is there something wrong?"

"No, no," she hurriedly stood up, looking at a loss, "Then...then let's go up quickly."

Seeing her behavior like this, Kurokawa Hana couldn't help being a little puzzled, "Tsk, why are you so scared to do this? We don't know that guy Yamamoto's temper, maybe it's just a joke."

"But," Tsuna looked at her with a heavy expression, "it's precisely because he usually shows that appearance, what will happen to him when he encounters this kind of thing...is scary."

What's more, all of this was indirectly caused by her.

If she hadn't said that...

in case……

Moreover, no one thought that the baseball boy who has always been optimistic and cheerful, infecting everyone with his emotions, would also get injured sometimes.