Liudao Mukuro's eyebrows twitched violently.

In just a few dozen seconds, his mind flashed through the various achievements of this Vongola Guardian of Rain. Although he looked like a decent person, he was actually a lackey of Tsunayoshi Sawada's gang and an out-and-out evil mafia.

He curled his lips and refused to admit that he was also "Sawada Tsunayoshi's lackey" and a member of the "evil mafia".

Rokudo Mukuro looked at the cub wrapped in a small blanket with interest. The cub had just jumped out of Yamamoto Takeko's protective arms, raised his head and looked at him with a sickening innocence in his expression.

"Kufufufu... Even after ten years, you guys are still so disgusting."

Regardless of what he was thinking, Rokudo Mukuro took the lead in using the taunt skill.

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked. Although he didn't know how the topic came up, ten years of knowing each other was enough for him to understand Rokudo Mukuro's temper thoroughly. He naturally knew what the other party's hidden message was, so he just showed a helpless smile.

If such a smile were on the adult version of the Godfather, it could probably be described as divine light shining upon him, but on the face of a baby-sized cub, it would just look cute.

Tsunayoshi Sawada held his small quilt and comforted the bad-tempered guardian.

"I'm fine." He said, his voice was soft and thin because of the changes in his body. He said it not only to Rokudo Mukuro, but also to Yamamoto Takeshi. "I'm fine, really."

The Godfather thought about it and didn't know what to say, so he could only give the final conclusion.

"This is just temporary." He explained. He originally wanted to wait until everyone was together after returning, but since his partners had come to him, in order not to worry them, he could only explain one by one. "Because Uni... Rainbow Child's Osora is not here, so I need to take on this responsibility temporarily for a while."

But he doesn't even have a pacifier, which shows the "temporary" nature of this.

Although no one showed it, it's not an exaggeration to say that the atmosphere in the room was relaxed.

"Really?" Yamamoto Takeshi clasped his hands behind his head, looking relaxed. "That's great."

However, Rokudo Mukuro continued to stare at Sawada Tsunayoshi, and only looked away after a while.

"Kufufu...what does this have to do with me?"

These are words that Rokudo Mukuro can say.

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked.

"To be honest, it's not completely irrelevant." He said slowly, "Mukuro, don't you still want to take over my body?"

He stretched out his claws, his limp hand belonging to a cub, and with some difficulty grabbed the fingers of Rokudo Mukuro who was standing not far away.

Rokudo Mukuro lowered his eyes.

Then, those brown eyes that always seemed to be able to tolerate everything reflected his appearance clearly.

The man chuckled.

"Kufufufu, it seems you are very self-aware, Tsunayoshi Sawada." He said, "In that case, please take good care of my body. I don't want to find myself a helpless baby when I take over your body."

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and skillfully translated the other party's words.

He stretched out his paws and checked his strength.

"Although I've become a baby, my strength is still there." He tilted his head back, and this posture made the cub look particularly cute. "Don't worry."

"Really?"

Rokudo Mukuro also developed the ability to ignore the other party's accurate identification of his own weirdness without changing his expression, and spoke as if he didn't hear Sawada Tsunayoshi's last words, "Well, I hope that the next time I take over your body, I hope to see a high-quality body."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "…I'm sorry that I don't have a good body now."

Rokudo Mukuro smiled calmly.

"By the way, I recently discovered some interesting things." He said softly, "Maybe someone will be interested in these things."

Sawada Tsunayoshi pricked up his ears sharply, having a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, Rokudo Mukuro had taken the comic book "This Thing" signed by "Hibari" in this room at some point and smiled meaningfully.

Tsunayoshi Sawada's pupils trembled.

"Wait, Mukuro!"

However, the other party just smiled kufufu and disappeared like mist.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s absolutely over, he’s going to die, he’s really going to die, right?

Yamamoto Takeshi blinked and smiled awkwardly as he did before.

"Liu Dao... he hasn't changed at all from before."

Sawada Tsunayoshi also twitched his lips and sighed helplessly. In his mind, he was already imagining a future where he would be bitten to death by his own Cloud Guardian, and he even accepted the reality in a somewhat clumsy way.

"Yeah." He grumbled, "Maybe the Avengers Prison not only locked up his body, but also his childlike innocence."

Yamamoto Takeshi burst out laughing.

"Um, um... do you want some cookies?"

Dr. Agasa's cautious voice came from the door.

I don't know when the old man came. At this moment, he was holding a stack of biscuits with a strange expression on his face.

He placed the biscuits on the coffee table and looked hesitantly at Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was still wrapped in a bath towel.

Yamamoto Takeshi had already gone to help Sawada Tsunayoshi get his clothes, so for a moment, there were only him and Professor Agasa here.

The white-haired old man hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but move closer to Sawada Tsuneyoshi.

"If you meet someone who's not normal..." He handed a badge to Sawada Tsunayoshi, the same one as Edogawa Conan, which has the basic functions of transmitting signals and making calls, "Use this badge to contact me."

Looking at the other person's hesitant expression, Tsunayoshi Sawada always felt that he had misunderstood something.

"actually……"

He opened his mouth to explain when he heard the voice of Yamamoto Takeshi returning.

"A-Tsuna, I've brought the clothes."

As expected, Dr. Agasa quickly stood up with an expression as if nothing had happened.

Yamamoto Takeshi, who was completely unaware, had already walked over, holding up his clothes and thinking.

"Can you put it on by yourself? Do you need my help?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: “…I can do it alone.”

"Really?" The black-haired swordsman frowned and looked very worried. "How about I help you?"

Although it is normal to say such things to a child, the way Dr. Agasa looked at him became a little strange.

Sawada Tsunayoshi covered his face and stretched out his paws to take his clothes.

"I can do this," he repeated, hugging his pajamas.

"Okay then," Yamamoto Takeshi shrugged, looking at the pattern on the pajamas, "but I didn't expect you, Tsuna, to like this type. Is this the one? Sponge Baby?"

In fact, this was not something Tsunayoshi Sawada chose willingly.

It’s just that all pajamas for babies have similar patterns, and he just followed his heart and chose the one that he was more familiar with from a sea of ​​childish pajamas.

He nodded, watching his friend lost in thought.

I always feel like I'm thinking about something bad...

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw the other party smile.

"I'll buy you a new one next time." Yamamoto Takeshi said in a relaxed tone, "I see that everyone wears a dinosaur jumpsuit. If it's Tsuna, it must look super cute in it."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: …

"I'm sorry I won't accept your offer!"

Rather than wearing dinosaur pajamas, it seems better to be bitten to death by a skylark - at least he is familiar with it!

…

As a young cub, it didn't take long for Tsunayoshi Sawada to fall asleep.

The willpower that normally makes it hard for a child to even open his eyes due to sleepiness was easily defeated in the body of a young child. He felt sleepy one second and fell into a drowsy sleep the next.

The baby, wearing soft yellow sponge baby pajamas, slept in a bed that was too big for him. His face was peaceful and his breathing was calm.

His guardian was sitting beside the bed. He did not leave even when he fell asleep. Instead, he quietly sat next to his friend.

As a top swordsman, Takeshi Yamamoto is able to reduce his presence to a minimum, even his breathing is barely audible.

But now he can still sit in Sawada Tsunayoshi's room and watch him when he is sleeping without waking him up... all because of the trust between them.

He stared intently at the sleeping Sawada Tsunayoshi. The baby's sleeping face was very peaceful.

Unlike the adult version of Sawada Tsunayoshi who is used to sleeping on his back, as a baby he lay prone on the bed.

The face, which was already chubby as a baby, looked particularly chubby when resting on the soft pillow.

The way he lay so peacefully on the bed made Yamamoto Takeshi himself seem a little strange.

But no matter how much he thought in his heart, Yamamoto Takeshi could not take his eyes off Sawada Tsunayoshi.

If I move it away, if I'm not careful or alert, will Gang disappear again?

——I can’t help but have such thoughts.

You must always hold on to the important things. If you lose them, you will lose everything.

He was thinking in the darkness, his silent gaze fixed on Sawada Tsunayoshi for a long time.

…

…

Hayato Jigokudera is wondering why he hasn't left this damn place yet.

He had just refueled here, and what should have taken only a few minutes was delayed until now because of a scream coming from inside the gas station.

At that moment, police cars with flashing red lights circled the gas station. It seemed that the tax thief had come here with his subordinates. The scream just now was the result of a death case that occurred in this gas station.

Because of this incident, he had to stay here at the gas station during the time of the other party's death.

Also forced to stop was a black Santana that had passed by. It was said that this was because the deceased had happened to refuel the Santana, and after finishing serving this customer, he returned to the gas station and died, so the Santana that had just driven out of the gas station also stopped.

There was no suspicion, but since he couldn't let anyone go while waiting for the police, Hayato Jigokudera had to stay here and suppressed his annoyance.

"Hey," after he finished questioning him, he couldn't help but step forward and ask the cop who looked very weak, "Can I go now?"

The other person looked up and said "Huh?", looking stupid.

"Sorry." And gave a not very satisfactory answer, "All personnel need to solve the case and find the real culprit before leaving. Please understand us."

Understanding...

Damn it! Who can forgive him?

The Guardian, who appeared to be very serious and solemn, was heartbroken.

If the Judaime had turned into a baby, then it would be time for him to fall asleep. This meant that if he delayed any further he would only be able to see the Judaime sleeping... This seemed like a good idea... No, he had to leave as soon as possible.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the cell phone vibrated, and Hayato Jigokudera looked down and saw a text message from Takeshi Yamamoto.

There was no text content in the message, only a photo.

It was the tenth generation he had been thinking about day and night.

Compared to the familiar heroic tall (?) young man, this look of the tenth generation is undoubtedly unfamiliar.

But no matter how unfamiliar he was, even if he looked completely different from the original, Hayato Jigokudera could still recognize that the other person was his tenth generation.

So even though Yamamoto Takeshi said nothing, he still recognized at first sight that the strange yet familiar cub was his tenth generation.

For a moment, he even forgot to breathe, until the tax thief opposite him called "Hello" several times, which brought his soul back to his soul.

Jigokudera Hayato coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, downloaded the picture to his mobile phone, and looked up at the opposite side.

The emerald green eyes stared at the policeman who was taking notes for a long while. When the other party was about to tremble with fear under such gaze, the young man with short silver hair sighed imperceptibly.

"I see." He flicked his hair and said irritably, "So, all we have to do is find the real murderer, right?"

The young man looked around the scene and his eyes fell on the young man who had just been politely invited over by another policeman.

The guy with black hair and red eyes is the one I just had a glimpse of.

Of course, that one glance was not important, but before he saw the other party, Hayato Jigokudera's danger radar started ringing.

"This guy." He licked his lips and said sorry to his great tenth generation in his heart. He stared at the black-haired guy and felt a natural sense of rejection. "Maybe... the criminal is really among us."

police:……?

And Jigokudera Hayato squeezed his phone. Just now, that guy Yamamoto Takeshi sent him another text message, showing off in a very asking-for-a-punch tone that he knew the brand of diapers of the tenth generation, causing the Guardian of the Storm who was sitting under the lemon tree to clench his fists.

——I’m sorry, Tenth Generation, I will come as soon as possible... After I solve this case, I will come to you as soon as possible!

What, diapers?

As an apology, he will buy a warehouse of diapers for the tenth generation... No, he will directly acquire the largest diaper factory in Japan as a gift for the tenth generation!