[Tutorial] I feel that Tsuna is cute!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day before the decisive battle, both adults and children finished training and got a short opportunity to rest.

When the girls began to discuss how to make a sumptuous dinner to reward everyone, the older group was on the ground floor of the opposite base, listening to Kusakabe analyzing the battle prediction data.

"...only 0.0024 percent," he quoted the jaw-dropping success rate, drawing a short silence.

"Well, I think so too," Li Baoen said easily, breaking the strange atmosphere, "There are indeed too many unfavorable factors for us."

"By the way, the principle of the Valia assassination team seems to be that if the success rate does not exceed 90.00%, it will not attack." Kusakabe added heavily.

"The so-called Valia quality," the little baby smiled, "this is indeed a first-class standard, which fits them very well. They will never act rashly, and everything is based on accuracy. It is completely different from the little ghosts here. Same."

"It's simply the number of 'it is impossible to succeed except for a miracle'," Lal sighed slightly, closed his eyes and shook his head, "In short, don't let them know this data, so as not to affect morale."

"Is it a miracle?" Li Baoen repeated as if talking to himself, "if we want to talk about this—"

At this moment, with a bang, the sliding door on the other side of the room opened.

After a pause, everyone except Yunque, who was still enjoying tea leisurely, looked over in unison.

Gang Ji pressed the door with one hand, and pulled it by the door with the other, standing there in a daze, dazed, as if he hadn't woken up, hadn't changed his clothes yet, and his hair was messy and messy.

"Ah..." She raised her eyes, saw the scene outside, and shrank back, "I seem to have opened the wrong door."

"Hey you--"

Lal's expression froze for a moment, and then she reacted quickly, with a slightly cold expression, put the teacup on the low table, and asked in a low voice, "How much did you hear just now?"

"what?"

Not knowing if she really understood what she meant, Tsuna blinked her eyes, as if she said the words that came to mind without thinking about it.

"Hearing about miracles... Ah, yes, what I suddenly remembered was the final game of little basketball. At that time, there is no hope of winning unless there is a miracle. It is not the "generation of miracles", but it is like It was the existence of the miracle itself that reversed the situation in an instant..."

She lowered her head, lowered her voice, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and said vaguely: "In other words, probably, even if the hope is slim, there is still something, right?"

Lal was silent for a while, and took a slight breath of air.

"Sawada—"

"Okay, Lal," Liebun sighed silently, then lowered his face again, looked at Gangji coldly, "you hurry up and get dressed, and then wash up. Forget about these things."

"Oh...Okay," although he didn't understand what happened, but after hearing the tutor's order, Tsuna responded reflexively, turned back to the shadows, and closed the door at the same time.

"..."

There was another strange silence.Liao Ping and Li Baoen looked at Skylark with condemning eyes in different ways, but the latter remained indifferent.

Finally, Lal couldn't hold back anymore, just as he was about to speak, Li Baoen spoke out one step ahead of her.

"Don't talk about anything else, you've heard all that just now." He took a sip of tea, then put down his cup, "The so-called 'miracle' that would happen is themselves."

"Numbers are meaningless. For those who have matured, it may be meaningful to predict this kind of data, but for them who are still growing, the potential they have is infinite. There is room for improvement that cannot be quantified , that’s what makes them great—and that’s where our odds lie.”

Finally, he set his sights on Lal.

"That's what's different from us, my student. After getting along for so long, you should have realized it? Try to trust her. Maybe the result won't be very satisfactory, but it's worth looking forward to."

The incomplete Rainbow Son slowly closed his eyes.

"maybe……"

×××

Because he could rest enough, Gangji wandered around the base, and finally came to the kitchen to help Biyangqi and the others process the ingredients.

"There's not much beef left." Xiaochun put down the tray and rolled up his sleeves, "Do you need so much today?"

"I think today is the most suitable day," Biyangqi said, looking at Gangji and smiling slightly, "You should replenish your energy, right, Xiaogang?"

"What's the matter?" Jingzi noticed that she was yawning from time to time, as if she was sleepy, so she asked concerned, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Well, it's okay," Tsuna shook his head, and was a little embarrassed when answering, "Because I didn't pay attention, I stayed up late, and I didn't get up until almost noon... But it doesn't matter, I've actually had enough sleep. Do you want curry?"

"Let's do it with your hands," Biyangqi thought for a while, and then made a quick decision, "There are plenty of ingredients, Xiaochun and I will go downstairs to the vegetable garden to pick some fresh fruits and vegetables later, Yamamoto also said that we will Come and help make sushi together, and then we will prepare some wine and drinks, let's have a good time at night."

"Oh!"

……

In fact, it's not just hilarious, it's too much.

The table was full of dishes and drinks, and in the end it was almost wiped out.Lan Bo, one of the contributors to this feat, fell asleep lying on a chair with his chubby stomach after eating and drinking. Yiping hugged the master doll that Master Ping gave him, and unconsciously started to fight. take a nap.

Originally, I opened a few bottles of foreign wine to cheer up, but Johnny Er obviously drank too much. He leaned against the corner of the table holding the bottle and couldn't stand up. His face became red and red, and although he was still speaking very neatly, he became unrestrained and full of nonsense.

Not only did Liao Ping not stop him, but he also laughed at them for their poor drinking capacity, and Jagyuji insisted on a showdown with him, and Yamamoto was still in charge of playing haha ​​between the two.

"Hey, this is not good!"

When Gang Ji found out about their situation, it was too late to stop them, so he had to snatch the remaining wine bottle and stuff it into the corner.

"What are you doing, if it affects tomorrow's battle—"

"It's okay," Biyangqi said briskly, "That's just fruit wine, it's not high alcohol, just go back to sleep and it will be fine, don't worry, don't worry—you can have some if you want?"

Looking at the glass raised in front of him, Tsuna waved his hands respectfully and indifferently, and stepped back: "No...forget it, I still remember that I am a minor."

"That's right, it will be troublesome if you are allergic to alcohol. You are the core of tomorrow." Li Baoen didn't make trouble for her at this time, reaching out to stop Biyangqi, "and I have to clean up the mess later. Those drunks are moving back to their rooms."

"Don't worry about it so much, Sister Gang, let's drink some juice." Feng Tai brought over the full cup with a gentle smile, "Come on tomorrow."

"Thank you, Fengtai," she carefully took the drink from the older child who was already a head taller than herself, took a few sips, and looked around, "By the way, Miss Lal should stay by herself in your room?"

"It might be in the surveillance room," he said, looking towards Johnny II. "She probably isn't too worried about the situation."

"She was serious and overly stubborn," Ribaun said.

Gang Ji nodded in agreement, looked at the noisy people, and let out a little breath: "I hope Mr. Skylark will not be disturbed by these movements at his base."

"Well, who knows."

After the plates and tables were cleared away, Jingzi and Xiaochun picked up Lanbo and Yiping respectively and went back to the room. Biyangqi also went there together, and brought the milk before going to bed to Lal.

Liao Ping picked up Johnny Er, who was still barely able to walk, and walked towards the monitoring room, but slipped at the door, and the two of them almost fell crookedly, but Feng Tai rushed up in time and pulled them back.

"Lal is going to complain again when he sees it. It's really worrying." Although Li Baoen said so, he didn't take any action at all, and jumped off the chair leisurely, "Gang, it seems that you have to work hard again. It's over."

But Gang Ji didn't finish listening to his words, and already rolled up his sleeves and walked over there angrily.

"Kuruji-kun! Yamamoto!"

×××

Gang Ji pulled the back collar of the other with one hand, and managed to get the two staggering people to the door of their room, finally stopped to take a breath, then stretched his sore arms, and raised his hand to open the door.

Unexpectedly, the hand stretched out from behind pressed the edge of the door and closed the door that had already been opened.

"Wow, underage drinking...is very bold. Violating the discipline in front of my eyes, are you prepared to be bitten and killed?"

... As a result, what should not have come also came.

The warm breath from behind seemed to spray directly on the back of her neck, causing a burst of numbness, which immediately made her unable to move.But the right-hand man quit right away.

"Ju-Judaime, don't worry about this guy," Kikuji waved his arms indiscriminately, "A bastard who hasn't made any progress since junior high school, watch me blow him up—"

You should wait until you are qualified to say this sentence!

"Don't be angry, Hibari," Yamamoto put on a more silly smile than usual, "You're not a disciplinary committee member anymore, are you?"

Are you courting death if you still say such more irritating words?

"..."

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Before Hibari took out the abductor without saying a word and was about to start beating him, Tsunayoshi mustered up the courage and decided to sacrifice himself to jump over to block his movement—because he was wearing a kimono, she chose to pull the very wide sleeves, He closed his eyes in fear, "It's just this time, please let them go, tomorrow is the decisive battle, it will be very inconvenient if you get injured!"

The black-haired young man narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, then withdrew his weapon with a soft snort.

"Don't take this as an example," he said, shaking his arm lightly, before Gangji came back to his senses, and quickly let go, "Ah, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," Yunque slowly straightened his clothes. "If you don't look at you for a while, you will cause trouble. It's really not reassuring."

"..."

She silently bowed her head and reflected on what disgusting things she had done, but in the end it was fruitless.Then got dragged away again.

Goodbye world.