Japan is flourishing.

500 meters underground, 1,000 meters away from the Meroni base, guests from the past stood in front of a huge machine.

A young man named Shoichi Irie pressed a button to travel through time and space. A strong light flashed, sending the guests from the past back to the time and space where they were supposed to be.

At the same time, everyone in the Era Family of this era wakes up in the device.

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"Hey, Reborn," said Coronelo, the Rainbow Child who was more or less related to the Vongola (referring to Ral), sitting across from his old friend in the Vongola's Japanese base, "Aren't you going to go see them?"

The Rainbow Child, who also had a baby figure, looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued to operate the computer in his hand.

"What's so good about it?" he asked calmly, "Although it's been a long time, for me, it's just a blink of an eye - isn't it the same for you?"

So there is no need to look at the guy you just saw before your eyes.

That's what he meant.

Coranillo twitched his lips.

"What a cold-hearted fellow," he complained, jumping off the table with a whoosh.

The cold-blooded guy looked up at him and said, "Remember to close the door when you go out."

Coranillo: ...

"I know, I know." The blond baby-man swears, "What a bad temper, bastard Reborn."

Coranillo walked away swearing.

Reborn looked away and slowly looked at his computer.

A document was being transmitted, and just as the door was slammed shut by Colanillo, the transmission was completed.

The world's number one killer was silent for a rare moment. The next moment, he moved his finger and clicked on the video.

That is a secret that is open among the upper echelons of the Vongola. Even if these guys who have won now watch this video, they will have a blank look on their faces as if their brains have been emptied in an instant.

But the fact is they have already seen it.

After the incident, the video entered the Vongola intranet like a virus, so on that day, all Vongola members saw it -

The leader's death.

But I haven't seen Reborn yet.

Before his stupid student fearlessly went to die, his teacher, who also embraced death with the determination to die, had already closed his eyes. Therefore, when the stupid student, who was always not smart, made a wrong decision, he was not able to give him a bullet in time and teach him the principles of being a mafia.

He clicked on the video.

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Sawada Tsunayoshi saw his own brutal death.

Although it was prepared a long time ago, but precisely because it was prepared, what was shown at this time was the most real appearance.

The feeling of a bullet penetrating the body was very painful. Even after so many worlds and so much time had passed, when he saw the bloody flower blooming on "his" chest, Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to still be able to recall that blunt pain.

It hurts a lot.

People say that when one dies, something like a revolving lantern will flash before one's eyes.

It was a flashback of all the important things in a person's life. Sawada Tsunayoshi originally thought that when he saw these fragments, he would at least feel regret and pain. But at this time, he found that except for those treasures that he cherished, there was nothing left in his mind.

He didn't think about anything, and no matter how much worry and fear he had, they were useless at this moment, so he just simply and peacefully closed his eyes and fell backwards silently.

That's the Godfather of Vongola.

He ascended the throne of mafia leader as a teenager, and was once laughed at by older mafia members as the most naive Godfather - it is said that they once clamored for the young Godfather to go back to kindergarten.

However, it was this child, who was once so gentle that he made people laugh, who became the uncrowned king of the whole inner world through gradual tempering.

When he was shot, he was still wearing an elegant three-piece suit. His cape, which was said to be a piece of special technology, was neatly folded and draped over the edge of the chair. The Godfather sat on the quaint chair with his eyes closed. If you ignore the bloodstains on his chest, he looked like he was taking a nap after staying up all night.

Those eyes that were like the boundless sky were closed forever, and his short brown hair was scattered and stuck to his face, bringing a bit of broken beauty to him.

As he watched him gradually lose his life, the instigator of all this, a man named Byakuran Jesso, sat opposite Sawada Tsunayoshi, with a smile on his face. He arranged the marshmallows into the shape of seven cubes and ate them one by one.

"What a pity." Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to have heard him say this, "In fact, I was looking forward to becoming friends with Kotsunayoshi (laughs)."

The blood on his chest continued to grow larger and larger. When the Vongola members rushed in after the meeting "ended", they found that their leader had already lost his life.

Bright red blood flowed down the chair legs, and the whole world faded rapidly after realizing the leader's death. Only that bright red fell into the pupils and went straight into the mind, never to be forgotten.

"Judai…me?"

“The Tenth Generation… Ahhhh the Tenth Generation… The Tenth Generation… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The young man with short silver hair passed through the body of Tsunayoshi Sawada, whose soul was floating. Tsunayoshi Sawada had not seen him in this state for many years, and this was something he could not see before - after all, the person was already dead, and he could not see what happened after death.

At this moment, he stood half a step behind his own body and his friend who was lying on top of his body, and lowered his head slightly.

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"Speaking of which..."

"Where's Tsuna?"

In Namiseki, Japan, after breathing the air of freedom again, the guardians of the tenth generation of the Vongola family - Hayato Gokudera, the guardian of the Storm, and Takeshi Yamamoto, the guardian of the Rain, raised a soul-searching question after looking around.

They were still experiencing what was happening just before they were swapped. Even though they knew what would happen in the future through the mysterious power of seven cubed, and understood that everything that happened was a setup by their leader, they still couldn't help but worry if they didn't see that person in person.

You know, they are already seriously lacking in Tsunayoshi Sawada.

The person being questioned was a young man named "Shoichi Irie".

A young man who was once a friend and subordinate of the great villain of this world, "Byran Jesso", defected early on and became an undercover agent of the Vongola in Millefiore. He was also the creator of the huge instrument that formed their bodies when the tenth generation Vongola family came to this world ten years ago. He is a trustworthy existence.

Hearing this question, feeling that although the fighting performances were different, it seemed that all eyes were fixed on him, Irie Masakazu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and tried hard to overcome the instinct to step back under the stares of a group of beasts.

“He…”

A strange look appeared on the orange-haired young man's face.

After all, logically speaking, although the situation is slightly different, Sawada Tsunayoshi's body should also be in this device.

But when he turned on the device, he didn't see the other person.

"Ding-a-ling--"

Irie Shoichi took out his cell phone and saw the caller's number. He had seen it once before so he easily recognized it as the number that had called him just now.

He handed the phone over.

"Hmm? This is for me, right?"

Yamamoto Takeshi, who was closest to him, took the phone with confusion, and after asking for Irie Shoichi's opinion, he answered the call.

"Moshimoshi, this is Vongola, and Mr. Irie you're looking for is right next to me."

Hayato Jigokudera, who was standing next to him, made an impatient "tsk" sound.

The whole room fell into silence for no apparent reason.

Perhaps because they were on the phone, the guys around them who were chattering also lowered their voices. In such silence, the silent cell phone stood out particularly.

"Didn't you answer the phone, you idiot?" Jigokudera Hayato taunted Yamamoto Takeshi and shook out a cigarette impatiently.

The black-haired young man scratched his head, thinking that this shouldn't be the case.

Suddenly, he paused and even his expression became more serious.

"Is it... Tsuna?"

Yamamoto Takeshi asked.

I heard breathing sounds coming from the other side. I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that I noticed it, I could find that the breathing sounds from the other side were so familiar.

Jigokudera Hayato's hand trembled, and the cigarette he had just taken out fell to the ground.

But this was not the time to worry about such problems. He almost took a step forward and went to Yamamoto Takeshi's side, trying to snatch the phone, and ended up fighting with the friend he had been at odds with since junior high school.

Finally, the phone turned around and fell into Rambo's hands.

The curly-haired calf held the phone and blinked, trying hard to squeeze the moisture out of his eyes.

"Is it A-Tsuna?" he asked in a low voice, and explained, "The idiot Ji-ji and A-Wu got into a fight."

A short laugh came from the other side, interrupting the faint yet familiar breathing sound that made me want to cry just by listening to it.

"You should call me brother, haven't you gotten over your rebellious phase yet?!" The other person seemed to smile very lightly, with the affection and intimacy that he almost lost, "It's me, Rambo."

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Using his cell phone to temporarily calm himself down about the natural disaster that threatened to kill the leader if he couldn't breathe again, Tsunayoshi Sawada turned off his cell phone and obediently handed it back to the person who had lent it to him.

"Thank you very much for your help." The Godfather chose his words carefully. "In addition to the mobile phone, we also provided accommodation and other things... It's great to have your help."

As he said this, the person opposite him just laughed twice.

"Don't say that. I'm glad you're okay." He took out two cartons of milk from the refrigerator, put straws in them and handed them to Sawada Tsunayoshi, receiving a sincere thank you from the Godfather.

The white-haired old man looked very round and gentle, with thick and short eyebrows and beard, and a pair of round glasses on his nose. When he looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi, his eyes were narrowed, and his smile made people feel very kind and comfortable.

It was he who brought Sawada Tsunayoshi back to this "home".

The other person claimed to be "Dr. Agasa" and currently lived here alone. After Sawada Tsunayoshi mentioned that he could not go home for various reasons, he took the initiative to offer to take him in for a period of time.

As for the reason——

"Well, if I had grandchildren, they would probably be around your age, Tsunayoshi-chan."

Sawada Tsunayoshi twitched his lips.

"Is that so?" He couldn't help but ask, "How old is the doctor...?"

Dr. Agasa, wearing a white coat, raised both hands, one with two fingers extended and the other hand completely stretched out.

"Fifty-two."

"I see."

The two chatted for a while, and then Dr. Agasa hurried over because the fire in the kitchen was not turned off.

The Godfather relaxed and sighed wearily.

Logically, he should go back to his friends right now.

Whether you are an idiot or you regret it or whatever, you have to go back and talk about it first.

but……

He lowered his head and eyes, and saw the cute little bib that Professor Agasa had just bought for him as takeout, as well as his own short hands and body, and Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but sigh.

——But, his short stature makes him look like Reborn 2.0, how can he let them see him!

Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed silently.

"Oh, by the way, you might be bored by yourself, so just read it before I make our dinner again." Dr. Agasa looked around and took a fancy book from the bookshelf. "It is said that this book is very popular recently... Can you understand the text?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and responded obediently.

"Of course, this is...?" He stretched out his hands to take the book. It seemed to be a comic adapted from a light novel. The big words "Comic adaptation of a popular light novel" jumped into his eyes first, and then he read out the name on the cover of the book.

"About... I went undercover in a hostile organization and became its second-in-command, so if I don't destroy the organization, I will become the boss...?"