Playing tricks on your cute little brother is one thing, tutoring him with his homework is another.

Sawada Tsunayoshi took the rare opportunity to become a corporate slave who voluntarily worked overtime. He worked day and night, bending over his desk, and summoned the same determination that he had shown when he worked hard to get into the University of Tokyo under the guidance (pressure) of his private tutor. He tried to write a comprehensive counseling plan for the other party during this time when Chuuya Nakahara was dealing with the dispute with the port mafia.

I even lost a few hairs because of this.

There are not many Vongola children who have received such guidance from him.

Ippei and Futa are both good kids. The former's homework is mediocre. Although she will occasionally come over with a blushing face to seek help, most of the time she can solve the problem by herself. By the way, after receiving all kinds of teaching, the little girl's grades improved by leaps and bounds, and she will soon be able to help the older brother with his homework (Sawada Tsunayoshi: Hey!).

This is especially true for Futa. Although he is only a few years older than Rambo, the gentle Prince of the Stars is much better at schoolwork than the other little idiot who doesn't even like to listen in class. Although he would also come to Sawada Tsunekichi to ask about his schoolwork, at that time the Tenth Generation Family just moved into the Vongola family, so the usually considerate little guy quickly changed his target and sought help from Biyoki Kyoko and others.

The young Tsunayoshi Sawada was once very jealous of his younger brother.

After all, I was able to get Kyoko's guidance (cross out this sentence).

As for Rambo...

Thinking of his most difficult younger brother, Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes couldn't help but drift for a moment.

At first, he tried hard to improve on Rambo's academic performance, which was comparable to his. However, his brother, who had been dominated by the bull since childhood, had no threat at all at such moments. He was even beaten all over by the other party's seemingly casual words "Really? But you didn't even get 27 points in the Vongola exam" when he was preaching.

No one knows how much (tears) Sawada Tsunayoshi has put in to teaching Rambo.

Later, Rambo was thrown to Hayato Jigokudera, and the Godfather was finally freed.

This is going too far.

In short, this is the first time that Tsunayoshi Sawada has made something that is roughly similar to a lesson plan.

As he bent over the desk, he couldn't help but wonder whether Reborn had tailored a growth plan for him in the same way.

Because it is a baby's body, maybe he needs a cup of black coffee to offset the sleepiness brought by the body.

That was the world's best teacher whom he respected.

She is the lighthouse that guides him and the angel that awakens him from mediocrity.

Thinking of this, the brown-haired young man couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile.

If the plan succeeds, Reborn would have "woken up" by now.

The Godfather had long been accustomed to suppressing his various desires, but at this moment, he did not want to suppress it at all.

——I want to see him again.

He couldn't help but think, just one side would be enough... just like before, as long as he saw Reborn there, then he would no longer doubt the "correctness" of everything he did.

The moonlight rises and falls, and the sunlight opens the curtains.

Nakahara Chuuya was originally planning to go upstairs to wake up Sawada Tsunayoshi - the other party had said that if he wanted to visit Rando today, he should go out with him.

But before he walked in, he couldn't help but lighten his steps and breathing.

There was no one on the bed.

The original plan of pulling off each other's blankets like his friends was forced to be abandoned. Nakahara Chuuya shifted his gaze and found the brown head beside the table.

It was unknown when the other party had been here, but judging from his appearance, Nakahara Chuuya even suspected that this guy had not slept at all... Oh no, he was asleep now.

That means you didn't go to bed at all.

The King of Sheep looked at the neatly made bed suspiciously and muttered what was going on.

But my body actually slowed down its movements and even my breathing became calmer.

——What are you doing?

The ochre-haired young man muttered, trying his best not to attract the other party's attention. When he was hesitating whether to wake him up or cover him with a blanket, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the notebook covered by the other party.

【中也】

It's your own name.

Nakahara Chuuya was stunned by this discovery. He hesitated for a moment when he looked at the young man who was half asleep and frowned as if he had noticed his arrival. After much hesitation, he glanced at him again.

Now I can see clearly what is written on the exposed top of the notebook, which is probably what Tsunayoshi Sawada has been busy doing all night.

The young boy, who had never been to school and certainly had never been "coached" in this way, blushed unconsciously.

He muttered in his mind, "What kind of training plan is this? It's really weird. Can't I just go to the video game hall and play a few games when I have the time?", but he was secretly blushing.

No wonder he reacted that way.

After all, in "Yang", although Zhongyuan Zhongye intended to regard this place as his "home", but things in the world are always not as people wish.

After going through so much, Chuuya Nakahara knows deep down that his partners are not his "family".

Even if I follow the instructions of this newly appointed tutor, it probably won't work.

However, as the existence of "Nakahara Chuuya", he has been pursuing since the day he was born.

The dazed soul that keeps pursuing in the darkness has had a big hole in its chest since birth.

Countless gusts of wind pierced through his body, rustling, and penetrated his soul, carrying with them the sound of a child on the street clinging to his mother.

But at this moment, there was a warm current in Nakahara Chuuya's heart, slowly flowing in from the outside, filling that big hole and returning warmth to his soul.

He dropped his eyes.

Coincidentally, the brown-haired boy also slowly opened his eyes.

Two different yet mutually attracted pairs of eyes looked at each other, like two skies merging together.

Nakahara Chuuya lowered his eyes and couldn't help but smile.

…

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt a little embarrassed because he didn't expect that the plan he had only written halfway would be seen by the person concerned.

Fortunately, it was easy to fool people in their family, so he fooled them without any effort.

After the usual breakfast, the two set out together to find Lan Tang.

When I left the "Sheep" base, I found that the surroundings had changed a little bit.

The leaders of the organizations who were convinced by Sawada Tsunayoshi's force were later (forced) to have a 1v1 fight with Nakahara Chuuya. After being convinced by the King of Sheep again, two of them hesitated and moved to the vicinity of the "Sheep" base with their families overnight.

This is surrender.

At this time, facing the greetings from people from other organizations, Zhong Yuanzhong already looked like the "King of Sheep".

The ochre-haired young man had one hand in his pocket, his expression was cold, and he was wearing all black, which was in line with his identity as the leader of the Leibo Street organization. However, he was not wearing the dull black suit worn by the port mafia. Instead, he was wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants, and accessories that rustled when he walked. He looked youthful and energetic, and one could tell at a glance that he was still a teenager.

But even so, he was already the boss of Leibo Street.

After receiving the "homework", although Nakahara Chuuya felt awkward, he still found his partners and asked for help uncomfortably.

Unexpectedly, among the guys who used to rely on him for everything, although some showed disdain and disgust as he expected, there were still others who were happy about his request.

At this time, Nakahara Chuuya was sharing with Sawada Tsunayoshi the information he had collected from his partners.

After all, the so-called previous leader did not appear anywhere else, but in Leibo Street.

And in Leibo Street, the group of "sheep" kids are the most well-informed. Even if Nakahara Chuuya himself were to take action, he might not be as efficient as them.

"So, no one has actually seen that ancestor?"

Walking parallel to Chuuya, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but touch his chin after listening to the other party's description.

Nakahara Chuuya responded.

Regarding the recent rumor about the resurrection of the former leader of the Port Mafia, most people in Leibo Street are just spectators, and only a very few claim to have seen the existence of the so-called predecessor with their own eyes.

And among this group, there are some people who are just bragging and messing around. After excluding some more, there is almost nothing left.

But the rest swore that they had seen the leader with their own eyes.

"I was a thug a few years ago before I came to Leibo Street." Someone patted his chest and said, "So when I saw him, I recognized him at once.

...That person is exactly the same as he was a few years ago, and even looks much younger. "

——Of course, compared to being seriously ill, everything will look much younger.

After hearing what Nakahara Chuuya relayed, Sawada Tsunayoshi touched his chin.

"Is it exactly the same as a few years ago?" Even without using his super intuition, he felt that something seemed wrong.

But the "sheep" did not get any more information from this man.

Nakahara Chuuya was a little dry-mouthed after talking, and he took the thermos cup handed to him by Sawada Tsunayoshi - a Pikachu-shaped cross-body thermos cup, very cute - and complained.

"Maybe it's a massive hallucination." He gulped down his water and said, "The dead Mafia leader suddenly came back to life... It looks like a conspiracy, but it's better to say it's a massive hallucination."

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who acted as a good brother, froze for a moment.

He coughed, trying to save face in an odd situation.

"Even if it's a dead mafia leader," he whispered, "what if he faked his death?"

Nakahara Chuuya gave him a strange look.

"Although I really want to say that this is not impossible..." The auburn-haired boy looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then approached Sawada Tsunayoshi to gossip in a low voice, "But it is said that the current leader of the Port Mafia personally killed the previous one before taking the position."

This is the information I got after getting familiar with the lambs.

Although it was not a secret in the inner world, it was a secret to Chuuya Nakahara, so he lowered his voice and shared it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a look of understanding.

Moreover, the leader of the port mafia was none other than his acquaintance, Chief Mori of the Health Department.

Thinking about the other party's methods, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that the credibility of this rumor suddenly increased to 80%.

Cough cough.

On the way, the two of them talked a lot.

When passing by a flower shop, Tsunayoshi Sawada stopped, thought for a while, and bought a bunch of yellow roses here and brought it as a souvenir.

Under Nakahara Chuuya's strange gaze, he explained briefly, saying that since it was his first visit, he should at least bring some gifts.

So it was natural for me to go into a bookstore nearby and buy a collection of poems signed by "Rimbaud", and put the yellow rose and the collection of poems together.

Although there is no such rule in Leibo Street, Nakahara Chuuya still said that he had learned it.

The two went to Lan Tang's villa together.

The young man with long black hair is a wealthy officer of the port mafia, but the villa he lives in looks very simple... although it is still a villa no matter how simple it is.

After walking in, I found that there was almost no furniture here, just like Dazai Osamu's container.

Sawada Tsunayoshi handed the "souvenir" in his hand to the other party, and said that this was a collection of poems by his favorite poet, and that the two people's names were interesting, so he deliberately observed Randou's expression when he brought it.

——Sorry, everything is as usual.

The young man, who was afraid of the cold for unknown reasons, felt cold even on a sunny day. After accepting the exquisite gift from the brown-haired boy, Lan Tang's impression of the boy improved a little.

He looked at the simply packaged collection of poems. Perhaps because the names sounded similar, he felt a sense of familiarity when he heard the name "Rimbaud".

Suppressing the doubts in his heart and keeping his face calm, Lan Tang looked up and thanked the young man for the gift.

Sawada Tsunayoshi responded with a smile, and just as he was about to take a step, he heard the young man's faint voice behind him.

"It's great to have a visiting gift."

A young man in an oversized black suit stood not far from them, followed by the human-shaped pendant Nakajima Atsushi as usual. The white-haired big cat boy's eyes lit up the moment he saw Sawada Tsunayoshi, but under the pressure of Dazai Osamu, he just waved his hand slightly like a fortune cat.

The black-haired boy still looked cold and bored. When he looked up at Sawada Tsunayoshi, he actually felt a sense of resentment.

The black-haired boy called out twice in a drawn-out tone, then lowered his eyes in disappointment.

"I really envy Mr. Lantang. He received a gift the first time Tsuna-kun visited him." He said "sadly", "Unlike me, although I knew Tsuna-kun earlier, I got nothing." ,: