365 days of playing the knife

Regarding Tsurumaru's random nonsense, Balian was unable to refute it for a while.

Because their secret is "Mosca", and to be more specific, it is the nine generations in Mosca.

Tsurumaru knew this, so he just picked this time.Only during this time, his departure was justified.Only during this time, Balian turned a blind eye to him.

"I'm just an ordinary teacher now." Tsurumaru's eyes flashed with a successful prank smile, he is very good at grasping human emotions, and then do what he wants to do.

The meaning expressed in this sentence is also easy to understand. He is just a teacher "now", and he will naturally go back after your plan is completed.

"Trash." The monarch, who was like bursting magma, looked at the white crane who was not afraid of him at all with the eyes of ants.As if disdaining to talk, Xanxus easily let Tsurumaru go - or rather, Tsurumaru is not qualified to let him waste his time.

After the ferocious group of people finished playing handsome, their own bosses were ready to leave, so naturally they would not stay and continue to say more.

Balian's speed was not slow, and Tsurumaru couldn't see them in almost a few seconds.After confirming that everyone was gone and only Tsunako was left, Tsurumaru could safely focus on Ran around him.

"Ran-chan, is it okay?" Tsurumaru squatted down and straightened his messy hair, looking quite gentle, just like Ranto Shiro's real brother.

"I'm fine——" Luan's self-regulation ability is excellent, even if the flame next to him still exists, he doesn't show it.He answered Tsurumaru's question with a smile, and he was also very grateful that he encountered flames twice in a row in this world, and he had someone beside him who would take care of him.

The first time was the silent and gentle little princess Anna, and the second time was Tsurumaru, who was always the most reliable existence even though he was out of tune most of the time.

According to the current state.He is confident that even if he is unprepared, next time he is alone, he will definitely not show fear.

The little dagger was illuminated by the fire and showed a warm pupil, and there was intimacy towards the elders, which was similar to Tsurumaru's usual feelings towards him.

When these two sharp weapons are not involved in other important matters, the relationship has always been quite good.

Ran and Tsurumaru jumped from a high place, and when their feet landed on the ground, neither of them made any sound.Facing the prison temple and the others who were watching them vigilantly, and Tsunako who was looking at him with worried eyes, he couldn't help sighing at the little girl's delicacy and sincerity of feelings.

For the long silence just now, there was nothing to pay attention to for everyone in Balian.But for Tsunako, who is familiar with chaos, something is very wrong.

Her "best friend" always likes to be the focus of the crowd and likes shiny things.Even like the last time he faced that terrifying Scuvaro, he had never been so quiet.

Tsuniko also didn't feel that these people who made her feel scared would affect the chaos.

Reborn had mentioned to her after Scuvaro's attack that Luan was not an ordinary person.What she just experienced just made her confirm this point again.

It's just that no matter how wrong Luan is, Tsunako can't distinguish his emotions for a while.

"chaos……"

"Judaime! Didn't you hear that just now? That bastard is from there!" Yuji took the lead in blocking Tsunako's attempt to get close to Ran.

When xanxus made a move just now, the two Cherobels said directly, "Bingsheng Middle School is waiting for you at eleven o'clock tomorrow night", and then ran away.

But they already know all the information they should know.

Whether it's Balian's information or the identity of this person who calls himself Yoshimitsu Tsurumaru.

——Even if he is a teacher now, this person is still a member of Balian!If it wasn't for not knowing what happened that led to the sudden substitution, then Tsurumaru must be the one who fought them in the end!

"I'm just an ordinary teacher now." Tsurumaru repeated this sentence, although Ranto Shiro was the only one who would listen to it.And even Ranto Shiro, now he complained helplessly, "You are so ordinary now, Tsurumaru-san."

"I'm ordinary everywhere!" Tsurumaru's ability to open his eyes and tell lies is very powerful, "Except for being a little handsome!"

"..."

I have to admit that Tsurumaru's ability to control the atmosphere is really powerful.With a simple sentence, the feeling of depression left by Balian just now dissipated countless times.

"Ahem," it was probably too silent, Tsurumaru didn't like this kind of silence very much.Explaining to Reborn, who was sitting on top of Tsunako, and Iemitsu Sawada, who was wearing a worker's uniform, "Nan-chan was worried about Sawada-san, so we came out—"

"Balian's cloud guardian." Sawada Iemitsu lowered his gaze, his expression was solemn, "What is your purpose?"

"No, we don't have any other purpose.

... We have always been only for one thing, which is what Cherubell said just now, a tenth generation of Vongola. "

Tsurumaru's tone was quite relaxed, then he glanced at Tsunako, tilted his head and added, "No—why do you ask me, I'm no longer the guardian, and the ring is not with me~"

"You should pay attention to..." Tsurumaru seemed to be unintentional, and casually mentioned, "It should be Mosca?"

"Mosca?" The little black baby was thoughtful.

"Nan-chan and I came out without eating dinner~" Tsurumaru held onto Ran, obviously wanting to say something more, "Now we'll go back first."

Luan turned around and saw Tsunako opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"That Ji Guang Luan obviously knows something." Reborn tapped the furry head below, "Any thoughts? Gang."

"...It's scary." This is Tsunko's only thought now, and this is the only Tsunko who has a blank mind for a moment can say about the issue of reborn.It can be said that now she hardly has the strength to take a step forward. She has always needed someone to force her to do what she thought she could not do.

When Xanxus appeared just now, Tsunako really thought she was going to die.

Even if the atmosphere was broken because of Tsurumaru's relationship, she would still feel that instinctive fear.

——Because the other party really wanted to kill her.

But after seeing the chaos, she worried that her friend's emotions surpassed her own, so it seemed that she was not so afraid.Although, after Luan left, she returned to her old self.

Under the complex mood of the crowd, time will not stop because of them.

Facing Luan who was sitting in front of her in her school uniform the next day, Tsunako hadn't had time to say anything when Kyoko walked over and drew her attention away.

"Tsuna! Is the cold gone?" Kyoko was worried about this. "Both you and Luan haven't come to class for several days..."

"Eh? You mean chaos..." Tsunako opened her eyes wide in surprise.

"I have something to do with Tsurumaru-san—" Luan raised his hand and answered obediently. He also just found out that Tsurumaru had asked for leave for himself and him. "We probably have something to do at home!" But the specific reason, Luan said that he really didn't know.

"What is probably..." Gangzi complained helplessly.

"Hey, these are not important~" Luan cast his eyes on the prison temple who was watching him vigilantly, and waved his hands indifferently, "Jiaosi Lord, don't look at me like that, I will think you like me of--"

The chaotic appearance does have the capital to make him speak narcissistic words.And Prison Temple's reaction...

"You bastard!!!"

For Hayato, who was about to explode, Tsunako sat in the middle of the middle without tears. Finally, after Luan voluntarily left the classroom, Tsuna coaxed him down.

It was only later that she realized that she was obviously planning to ask some random questions... Before she had time to think more, her attention was diverted by Jingzi again.

Tsunako couldn't explain Kyoko's words of worrying about her brother.In the end, it was Ryohei Sasakawa who came forward and got past with the "Sumo Tournament".

Time passed quickly, and it seemed to Tsunako that it was almost dark in an instant.

This is probably the first time I want to make the class time longer, because this way I don't have to face the battle at night.

But there is no way, the time is up.

For the scene like a ring, squatting on the side and complaining to Tsurumaru.

And seeing their appearance, no one was surprised.But their standing in line is rather embarrassing, the chaos is obviously on Tsunako's side, but Tsurumaru says he is neutral.

So after thinking about it, Ran still went with Tsurumaru.

What about the battle after that?Ran subtly frowned, and muttered, "Are you really an assassination unit? Tsurumaru-san."

"Undoubtedly." Tsurumaru was wearing sunglasses, and under the strong light, his whole body almost merged with the color of the light. "I told you too—this place doesn't look like an assassination force."

"The essence of assassination should be 'darkness', not 'killing'!" Tsurumaru has always felt that his views on this point are completely different from those of Balian.

In the eyes of others, as long as everyone is dead, no one will know about it, and it is naturally the so-called "assassination".

This point is confusing, because for the dagger, killing people secretly is the easiest thing.

Not only that, but in fact, the current development is also somewhat incomprehensible to him.

No matter how you look at it now, it is obviously beneficial to Balian, whether it is strong light or experience, or physical strength and ability.

It's all about Balian's side winning.

But this Lusilia had to say a lot of words, which gave Ping the opportunity and time to fight back.And the other members of Balian, who were watching the excitement outside, didn't urge them either.

"The villain died because he talked too much..." Luan put his experience in animation here.

"That's right." No one could see Tsurumaru's eyes under the sunglasses, but the corners of his mouth were not raised as usual, making him look a little serious.He repeated the nonsense words, the voice was so soft that even the chaos could not hear, "You will die and talk a lot."