“I always feel like I’m being disliked.”

In the kitchen separated by a transparent soundproof glass, Sawada Tsunayoshi said distressedly with his face in his hands after being intercepted by Scotland while trying to wash dishes.

Scotland put the washed dishes into the drain, wondering whether it would be better to buy a dishwasher. Hearing this, she turned her head and looked at him.

It turns out that Johnny is genuinely distressed.

Even he couldn't help but remain silent for a moment.

"In that case," he said helplessly, "don't tease him."

Although neither of them said who the guy was that they were talking about, it was clear to both of them - who else could it be except Bourbon, who was standing outside and looking over at them furtively?

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and stuck out his tongue playfully.

Even Morobushi Kagemitsu, who had a strange filter for him, had to admit that the dear senior sometimes had a bad taste.

If you want to trace this bad taste, you can actually trace it back to his own teacher, but Sawada Tsunayoshi refused to admit it and attributed it to the punishment of his stupid juniors who failed to recognize him.

Morofushi Kagemitsu: ...

fine.

He looked at his childish senior with amusement and asked in a good-tempered manner, "So dear Boss, how long are you going to tease him?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his chin deliberately with some pride.

"That depends on how he behaves." He paused, glanced at the dog's sneaky golden hair, and curled the corners of his lips, "And don't you think he's cute like this?"

Both of them knew who this "he" was without having to say anything.

Morofushi Jingguang originally wanted to plead for his childhood sweetheart, but when he saw his senior's look, he looked over - the blond young man, knowing that he was caught peeping, just turned his eyes away, with a guilty conscience.

He couldn't help but nodded.

"That's true." Morobushi Kagemitsu, who had seen Kouichiran's cute face from childhood to adulthood, pinched his chin and said, "He is especially adorable in places like this."

After saying this, I couldn't help laughing.

The two men smiled at each other, while Bourbon was clinging to the corner of the wall, pretending not to care but actually trying hard to observe what Johnny Winger was saying to his childhood friend.

Damn Johnny added... Hiro, what are you talking about? Give him a secret signal. If that doesn't work, telepathy will do! They had a tacit understanding before, but how about this tacit understanding! Hiro!!

But the telepathic connection between him and Hiro was probably always intermittent, so when the two came out of the kitchen, Furuya Rei had no idea what they were talking about.

I was very angry. (dog biting the railing.jpg)

But no matter how angry he was, he still had to put on a smile in front of Johnny Winger. He could only watch as Johnny Winger seemed not to understand the implicit meaning of his words and was acting weird.

Cough cough.

Sawada Tsunayoshi actually understood.

But when Bourbon was being sarcastic, Scot, the parent behind him, winked at him, indicating that the teacher had to be tolerant of the child's disobedience.

Just now in the kitchen, the Scottish mother asked him with both hands, would he refuse?

So he blinked, as if he hadn't heard Bourbon's weird words, and touched his chin.

"You're right." In fact, he didn't hear what Bourbon said, but it didn't matter. "In that case, Bourbon should go with me to see Teacher Tongshan."

The brown-haired young man blinked and looked very kind.

Furuya Rei almost took a step back.

The reason is simple: such a Johnny Award is simply too deceptive.

He glanced at the other party and found it hard not to believe that this was Johnny's conspiracy.

...Sinister Johnny added!

But although they lost the game, they did not lose the formation, and Bourbon also managed to smile under the business model.

"Yes, as you wish, Boss."

…

After waiting for a long time, Kenji Hagiwara finally waited for the new week to arrive.

He sat on the office chair in the magazine office, holding a thermos in his hand, perfectly blending in with the magazine office where everyone had a thermos.

After arriving early in the morning, the young man kept looking towards the door, causing his colleague opposite him to ask him if he had any urgent matters.

The black-haired young man lowered his head and smiled expectantly.

"It's Mr. Skylark," he said. "Mr. Skylark's assistant told me that Mr. Skylark's new work will be delivered this morning."

"I see!" The editor on the other side also knew that this new contact, Editor Hagiwara, had a special liking for Teacher Hibari. When he heard him say this, he immediately understood the other party's expectations.

The so-called workplace is a place where people interact with each other.

Seeing his colleague's understanding expression, Hagiwara Kenji, who was very good at socializing, suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Wait," he held out his hand, "Can you please not tell anyone else about this?"

The handsome Hagiwara Kenji shed tears, "Because I don't know when the teacher's manuscript will arrive. What if I look so excited and wait in vain, wouldn't it make everyone laugh at me?"

The colleague who was about to turn around and share this with others paused and nodded in understanding.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Hagiwara." He said solemnly, like a samurai guarding treasure, "I swear on the honor of the magazine that I will keep this secret for you!"

Only then did Hagiwara Kenji let out a breath without leaving a trace, clasped his hands together and said thank you.

After waiting and waiting, at mid-morning, Kenji Hagiwara finally met the person he was waiting for.

The familiar Morobushi Kagemitsu - now he should be called Midorikawa Mitsuru - was sitting on the sofa in the reception room, looking a little depressed.

This made Hagiwara Kenji, who was good at observing people's expressions, stunned and paused.

He came back to his senses and closed the door carefully, placed the green tea in front of the other person, sat down and leaned over with concern.

"It looks like you're in some trouble," Hagiwara said. "Would you like to tell me about it?"

The young man with semi-long black hair is usually so careful and thoughtful, but he doesn't realize that the more he is like this, the more guilty Morofushi Jingguang feels.

In fact, Lai could have come today, or if he had come, Hagiwara would have been able to better understand the senior's intentions and follow his instructions.

But now that he knew about this, there was no way he could let Lei do it.

Morofu Jingguang let out a breath calmly and prepared himself, feeling a little nervous and awkward after not being there for a long time.

He shook his head and handed over the book "After I was reincarnated into a different world and became a noble heir, I was surrounded by only undercover agents one, two, three, and garbage four, five, and six. I really am not upset at all about this" that Johnny had given him, and also took another portrait of Miss Kotoko with him - although even Morobushi Kagemitsu could not say that this one was any different from the other one he had seen before.

But it's not a big problem.

Kenji Hagiwara, who was originally worried about his friend's condition, was almost instantly attracted by the portrait. He immediately took it and raised it by the two corners with both hands, and after a while, he uttered a fanboy voice.

"Is this also Mr. Hibari's work? It's really Sparasi... It's so beautiful!"

Morobushi Kagemitsu: ...Hagiri, are you serious?

The short-haired young man clenched his fist and coughed, and felt that his tense mood had improved a lot.

This is the meticulousness of Kenji Hagiwara.

When he realizes that his friend does not want to tell him about the things that make him depressed, he will automatically find another topic to try to liven up the atmosphere between the two of them.

Kenji Hagiwara carefully kept the strange illustration of Ms. Kotoko fighting the dragon, and solemnly promised to include the illustration when publishing this chapter.

Morofushi Kagemitsu: "...This is actually not necessary."

Kenji Hagiwara burst into laughter.

"Really?" He spread out the manuscript in front of him and said casually, "Looking at your serious look, I thought it was something very important... Ah, I don't mean that Mr. Yun Que's work is not important. I mean, it is very important, more important than your life and mine."

Morofushi Jingguang felt a little disappointed for some reason.

“You.”

Hagiwara Kenji smiled, and only the two of them could understand the mutual understanding in his smile.

Kenji Hagiwara put his predecessor's manuscript aside. Although his predecessor's manuscript was very important, the publishing and translation work were not what he was doing now. According to the importance and priority of the matter, Komorobushi's work was more important now.

He held his chin with one hand and tilted his head in the direction of his hand.

"Hmm, so why is Midorikawa looking so sad? It looks like he's wasting his pretty face, just like one of my friends."

It should have a frivolous tone to it, but if this person said it, it seemed to be very logical.

Looking at Morobushi Kagemitsu's expression, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, and as if he was afraid of hurting him if he said it, and his expression was as flickering as a cat looking around as if looking at a butterfly, Hagiwara Kenji changed his hand to support his cheek.

"Hmm... Could it be that Mr. Hibari is suggesting that we change the editor?"

The Scottish cat, who was looking around aimlessly thinking about how to tell his friend the bad news that his predecessor wanted to replace another editor, stopped. His tail, which was wagging in invisible anxiety, stopped wagging aimlessly, and his expression became serious, as if the butterfly he was staring at had flown to the tip of his nose.

Seeing him like this, Kenji Hagiwara couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Midoka, you really should look in the mirror. Your expression just now was really scary."

Zhu Fu Jingguang touched his nose, and the cat was puzzled.

"I thought you would be very sad." He said frankly. In fact, this was why he hesitated for a long time on the road.

Kenji Hagiwara burst out laughing and touched his friend's forehead.

If this action was done by Hibari's editor Hagiwara and his assistant Midorikawa, it would be a bit too familiar, but it was just right to let Hagiwara and Morobushi, who were classmates and friends in the police academy.

Kenji Hagiwara quickly poked the other person on the forehead and then quickly returned to his original position, put his hands together to form a bridge under his chin, and smiled with his eyes curled.

"If you're worried, just tell me as soon as you get here," he said, complaining familiarly, "So Midorikawa is just like that. It'll be tiring to take on all the responsibilities alone, and it won't help Mr. Hibari create better."

Seeing the other person's cat eyes widen, Kenji Hagiwara continued to comfort him.

"Don't worry, I'm prepared," he said subtly, a little disappointed, "I had some expectations after you went back last time. After all, Mr. Hibari is just that kind of person."

After all, he was Sawada-senpai. Hagiwara Kenji thought to himself, why didn't the undercover team take a fancy to him? Otherwise, he would be next to Sawada-senpai now.

As I was thinking this, I suddenly changed my tone and said something else.

"I wish I was with Mr. Hibari." He grumbled.

Zhufu Jingguang widened his eyes slightly, and after hearing the other party's sour words, he couldn't help but clenched his fist with one hand and burst out laughing.

"I see. You are indeed the one who has anticipated this." He gradually relaxed and asked, "But since you are prepared, you should have a corresponding response, right? Or just say 'abdicate and let the throne be given to you'?"

When talking about "abdication and letting the wise man take over", Morofushi Jingguang himself smiled.

Kenji Hagiwara ignored him and snorted ambitiously.

"How is that possible? I worked so hard to become Mr. Hibari's editor."

——He had finally found his senior’s whereabouts and confirmed his safety, and passed on information to him.

Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was very familiar with his friend's personality, raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Kenji Hagiwara had already prepared and produced a stack of A4 paper from behind him and placed it in front of Keimitsu Morobushi.

He stood up and said condescendingly, "I will definitely make you the best-selling light novelist in Japan!"

There was even a flame flickering behind the black-haired young man, which was the fire of struggle that was burning fiercely when he stepped on the accelerator for the seniors he admired.

"As long as I can make Senior famous in Japan, even Senior... cough, even Hibari-sensei won't change my mind!" He clenched his fists and learned how his colleagues swore. "I swear by the reputation of this magazine that I will make Senior the best in Japan!"

Following his movements, Morofushi Kagemitsu raised his head and slowly opened his mouth. After being glared at by his particularly serious friend, he had to act as an unqualified supporting actor and agree with what he said.

"oh oh!"

…

…

Tsunayoshi Sawada sneezed.

He was sitting in the back seat of a sedan on his way to the temple of the very stylish electric guitar singing master, Master Tongshan.

After thinking for a while, although he didn't feel cold, he still tried to lower the window a little.

Hmm...there seems to be something wrong with the window controls and it won't go down.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and said, "Moroboshi-kun, could you please help me close the car window, Amuro-kun?"

Zhu Xingda, who was sitting next to him, was taking a nap with his eyes closed. Upon hearing this, he opened his beautiful dark green eyes and looked to his side indifferently.

"Hey, keep the windows down."

At the other side of the car window, a young man with blond hair and dark skin was looking out the window. After hearing the loud noises, he remained motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

Lei——Zhu Xingda felt his forehead twitching.

Johnny Winger was still sitting on one side, he just sneezed, maybe he caught a cold when he fell asleep in the study while rushing to finish his manuscript. But Bourbon on the other side had a cold face, probably still angry, so he ignored him completely.

Zhuo Xingda rubbed his forehead, thinking that his colleague at the winery was so childish at times that he could quarrel with elementary school students.

"Hey," he said, "The boss asked you to close the window."

Bourbon——Amuro Toru turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Huh? Really?" He pretended to pick his ears. "But I only heard the boss asking someone to 'ask' me to close the window. Was it you?"

Stars: ...

In fact, it wouldn't be a big deal for him to say "please", but he was really annoyed by Bourbon's weird look.

So the mature male Zhu Xingda, who had just complained about his colleague acting like a primary school student, also fought back like a primary school student.

"Really? So you heard it? Then close the window quickly."

It starts again.

Listening to the two people arguing with each other, Sawada Tsunayoshi shrank into a corner and closed his eyes in pain.

Even if he is guilty, even if he is a mafia who did bad things, why, why would he be dragged into the battle between Lei and Bourbon?

So he would rather battle with Rum face to face than play the role of mediator between the two.

The monk in the front seat who was sent by Master Tongshan to pick them up glanced in the rearview mirror, exchanged a subtle look with the Godfather, uttered Amitabha, and raised his hand to close the car window for the Godfather who looked in pain.

Tsunayoshi Sawada burst into tears.

It is true that monks are compassionate. Thank you Buddha, thank you Buddha for being willing to save him from the sea of ​​suffering. The first thing I will do when I get off the bus is to donate money, really!

Under the painful mask of the Godfather, the group finally arrived at their destination.

After being let down, Sawada Tsunayoshi sincerely held the hands of the monk who led the way, and said sincerely that he had heard a lot about the reputation of your temple and asked him not to stop him from paying for the incense, as he would definitely give enough!

The guiding monk:?

Although I didn't understand why, I still followed the Buddha's principle of saving all living beings and took the guest who seemed to be in a bad mood into the hall.

The two bottles of wine behind him finally stopped making noise.

The Buddhist temple was filled with Buddhist chants and incense coils were hung on both sides, removing the smell of fireworks from the world.

Seeing them enter, a monk in simple clothes swung a copper chime with a copper hammer, tapping it gently to calm his mind and exorcise the evil spirits.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but after the worship, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that his mood had really calmed down a lot. Even when he turned around and saw his two enemies, he became calm.

Perhaps because they were the guests of the host, Sawada Tsunayoshi and his group received almost the highest level of treatment.

After the worship, the monk who led the way took them on a tour. When they came across a temple with a Buddha statue, Sawada Tsunayoshi worshipped sincerely. When he came across a dry landscape, he stopped and praised the dry landscape as the best in the world with the elegant description that Reborn held up and forced Len to swallow.

In short, it was a great experience for both the host and the guests.

The two bottles of wine that fell behind looked at each other and hurriedly left, but they both felt something was wrong.

…

After the tour, Master Tongshan finally had time to come and take Sawada Tsunayoshi to his meditation room in person to express his apology.

Fearing that the two bottles of wine might start a fight, Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and gave the two guys some instructions as if he were admonishing a child.

Then he followed Tongshan closely and left.

When passing by the chanting hall, he heard the chanting of monks who were not on duty in the temple. Tsunayoshi Sawada tilted his ear slightly and unexpectedly found the rhythm of Master Tongshan playing the electric guitar in the ordinary chanting.

There is some logic in the absurdity.

I even hummed along accidentally.

Master Tongshan, who was walking slightly ahead, turned slightly and gave a faint smile to the godfather who was humming along.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you." He said softly.

This was the first time that Tsunayoshi Sawada heard the master speak outside of the chanting time.

He was standing outside the glass house when the other party was talking to Vermouth, and Vermouth was the one who spoke more. He could only judge from the frequency of the master's speech that the other party was probably a good person.

It is even more so now that I hear it.

It's hard to describe Sawada Tsukikichi. Just hearing his voice gives you a sense of solemnity, as if you were listening to a large bell. However, his tone is slow and gentle, which easily gives people the impression that you can trust him and open your heart to him.

——Even so, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't trust this guy who he only met briefly in the organization.

And if the other party still lets Bourbon pass - in other words, they are taking the path of Rum.

Everyone in the organization knew that he and Rum were not in harmony. Even though this Master Tongshan was aloof from the world, he must have known this.

But he still found him through Bourbon.

While Sawada Tsunayoshi was thinking about the other party's purpose in visiting him, he was already taken into the meditation room by Master Tongshan.

Outside the window, unknown flowers were blooming with fragrance, and the scent was carried into the meditation room by the wind.

The Zen room was open and quiet, and was probably where Tong Shan would give lectures to his disciples on weekdays. But now, in order to entertain guests, the shoji doors were temporarily drawn to isolate the surroundings.

The master who was walking in front staggered, sat down first to wash the tea set, and slowly made a cup of tea for the godfather.

It would be disrespectful to speculate anything in a place like this, so Sawada Tsunayoshi also knelt down and stared calmly at Tongshan's smooth movements.

No one talks during the process of washing and brewing tea, but thanks to the presence of a senior named Hibari at home who unexpectedly loves Japanese traditions, Sawada Tsunayoshi is very familiar with the process, so he can tell that the tea is good and the craftsmanship is also good.

Noticing his gaze, Tongshan paused, poured the tea into the tea bowl, and smiled.

"please."

The old man was elegant and gentle, which was exactly what people imagined a respected host to be.

But who would have thought that such an old man is actually an invisible electric guitar warrior, and can combine the ancient and modern times and move the stone slabs by chanting scriptures (what's wrong with that).

Sawada Tsunayoshi thanked him and drank the tea according to the rules of tea tasting, but he suddenly recalled the time when he had tea with Senior Hibari.

Hibari-senpai's full name is Hibari Kyoya, and he can probably be considered the Hibari-senpai of a child of Zen and Narimori's age.

When Tsunayoshi Sawada was young, he used to call Hibari-senpai. The other party was once his superman. No matter what happened, as long as he heard that Hibari-senpai showed up, Tsunayoshi Sawada would feel strangely relieved - after all, Hibari-senpai could do everything.

After various things happened, Yun Que-senpai became one of his guardians, and after graduation, he changed the way he addressed each other to "Kyou-mi", which he found strange and he often switched between "Yu Que-senpai" and "Kyou-mi".

The tea that Tsunayoshi Sawada drank the most was brewed by Hibari Kyoya. He was a sweet person and would drink coffee with lots of sugar, but he was not interested in bitter tea.

But when he arrived at Skylark's territory and made tea for him, it showed that Skylark was in a good mood. There was only one consequence of refusing, and that was to be bitten to death on the spot.

Therefore, the tenth generation Vongola, who had become a coward with three heads, six arms and eight legs from the inner world, could only kneel down in front of his omnipotent senior Hibari and wait for him to pour him a bowl of tea.

Although Yun Que looks calm, he is actually an out-and-out warmonger. Therefore, the tea he brews also carries a murderous aura, which complements the words "I am the only one" above his tea room.

But it was different when drinking Tongshan's tea. The emerald green and mellow tea soup also revealed the other person's character to a certain extent. After a moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi made a decision in his heart.

He put down the teacup, his expression calm but with some doubt.

"Master Tongshan...why did you join the organization?"

…

Meanwhile, in the temple courtyard, Bourbon had just dismissed the monk who was leading the way.

Looking back, Lai Yi was still standing there with a disgusted look on his face, and he had a cigarette in his mouth at some point. He looked like a foreigner who had no respect at all for visiting a local temple.

Lei just smoked a cigarette subconsciously, and turned around to see his good colleague Bourbon glaring at him again.

He really didn't know what he had done wrong. Bourbon had been arguing with him since he left home in the morning.

Is he the type to just lie down and let others laugh at him? Of course not, so he just casually argued back.

The two of them were quarreling, which was a relief for the boss - in fact, Lei Yi noticed that the other party rubbed his eyebrows or forehead much more times than usual.

But what can he do? Who asked Bourbon to confront him? He is actually helpless!

Thinking of this, the self-proclaimed mature young man decided to ease the relationship between the two.

"I felt you were angry since this morning. What are you angry about?" is a direct shot that Americans are good at.

Not hearing Bourbon's answer, Lei thought for a while, reviewed his actions for the day, and finally decided on the time to go out in the morning.

The young man held a cigarette in his mouth, thought for a while and then tried to test the waters, "Don't worry, I won't ruin your relationship with Johnny. I'm... here to join you?"