Chapter 65 The Adventures of Little Elf

As the sun rose high in the sky, Yao Chuanling slowly awoke.

Last night I had a great time eating cakes and drinking sweet drinks at Bai Lan's place, and it was already late at night when she left.

Hibari Kyoya is currently in Italy, and it would be against Namimori's rules for her to go home at this hour; she'd get caught. The spirit, feeling dizzy and disoriented, went to spend the night in her room at the Vongola headquarters.

Huh?

Still dreaming?

Yao Chuanling blinked and lay back down.

Could it be that she shrunk?

When she subconsciously reached out to hug the teddy bear, she realized it wasn't a dream.

Something's not right—a doll that's bigger than her.

But it feels even more comfortable to hug.

Yao Chuanling buried her head in the bear's belly, her thoughts wandering aimlessly: it felt like being trapped in a soft, fluffy cloud.

After hugging her doll enough, she crawled out of bed, pulled out the clothes she had bought for it, changed into them, and sat on the bed to slowly wake up.

!

A blur streaked through the air, meandering through the corridor before successfully reaching its destination.

It's ten o'clock now, and the leader is in his office drinking tea and reviewing documents.

"Tsuna! Tsuna—"

Yao Chuanling, with her messy hair, called out to him frantically as she flew.

Sawada Tsunayoshi heard her voice but didn't see her. He responded, put down his pen, and turned to look for her.

"spirit?"

He asked, puzzled.

Am I hallucinating? There's no sign of her at the door.

"I'm on your desk."

She stood on tiptoe and waved.

Following the sound, Sawada Tsunayoshi's gaze sharpened, and he saw a tiny Thumbelina.

He reached out and cupped her, raising her to eye level.

"Is there anything that's bothering you?"

His first thought upon learning of her shrinking for no apparent reason was whether she would be upset.

Although the mini version of Xiao Ling is even cuter.

Yao Chuanling shook his head.

Apart from shrinking, there was nothing unusual. She tried to restore it to its original state, but to no avail.

"I see..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but poke her head: "Want to experience being small for a day?"

The tenth generation asked the question, but his eyes were practically screaming, "Say yes, say yes!"

Yao Chuanling was poked down and fell onto his palm. She angrily grabbed his mischievous finger and bit it.

"don't want!"

Tsuna is bullying people!

One bite, and the other party is unharmed, while the user suffers heavy losses.

"Are you sure you don't want it?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes, looking sad and disappointed.

Yao Chuanling fell silent.

She couldn't stand seeing people looking pitiful, even if she knew they were faking it.

"……Oh well."

Let's fulfill Tsuna's little wish and consider it a wonderful adventure.

She let go of his hand, stood up, and straightened her clothes.

"Thank you to our beautiful and kind Miss Xiaoling for granting my wish."

Sawada Tsunayoshi slowly broke into a smile and said some nice things to cheer her up.

With her field of vision narrowed, every move the person opposite her was magnified. Seeing his unconsciously furrowed brows relax, Yao Chuanling's heart softened, and her tone became gentle as well.

"I'll stay here with you."

She leaped down from her palm and landed on the table, sitting with her knees bent.

Time flies like morning dew, and the boyish features of her memories overlap with the mature and gentle young man before her. She rested her chin on her hand, gazing at him intently, her eyes carefully tracing his face.

"How can I concentrate on work when you're looking at me?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed, unable to bear her lukewarm, frog-boiling gaze.

It's unbearable.

It's agonizing.

Just sitting here makes him restless.

But how could he willingly give it up?

"Shall I stay with you?"

Even leaders need holidays.

He thought.

Moreover, her appearance is truly worrying.

"Tsuna."

Takeshi Yamamoto pushed open the door and entered. He saw the little figure on the table and approached with his usual smile.

When he returned, he saw a tiny figure resembling Yao Chuanling flash by in the corridor, so he went to her room to confirm his guess.

really.

It's not an illusion.

He certainly wouldn't miss out on such a good opportunity.

He showed up uninvited, using any excuse he could find.

Yu Shou cupped his five fingers and naturally rubbed the top of the elf's hair with his fingertips.

"The head of the Konoa family wishes to meet with you."

Before Sawada Tsunayoshi could ask any questions, Yamamoto Takeshi explained the situation first.

The head of the Konoa family acts entirely on a whim, and this visit was also a spur-of-the-moment decision.

But Vongola cannot afford to be complacent.

Did they specify a time?

Sawada Tsunayoshi wanted to struggle a little longer.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked regretful: "They're already in the meeting room."

As he spoke, he casually placed Yao Chuanling on his left shoulder.

The flower language of mini figurines is "first come, first served".

"I'll take care of Ling for now."

The plan to steal the little elves was a great success.

The prize that was within reach had flown away, so the leader had no choice but to withdraw his reluctant gaze, put on his suit jacket, and head to the reception room.

Tempted by the small cakes Yamamoto Takeshi mentioned, Yokawa Rei happily waved goodbye to Sawada Tsunayoshi without a trace of lingering affection.

It was moved from Tsuna's desk to Takeru's desk.

She enthusiastically twirled around the mille-feuille that reached her waist.

From this new vantage point, everything around her seemed novel and fascinating.

"It's the lychee mille-feuille I wanted to eat!"

Lacking a suitable small spoon, Takeshi Yamamoto volunteered to feed the elves cake.

He rested his chin on his hand, cut off a piece the size of a soybean, and handed it to Yao Chuanling's mouth.

"Haha, that means we're on the same wavelength!"

Yeah, right.

It was his deduction.

Yao Chuanling opened her mouth and swallowed, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed with some difficulty.

It's still too big for her now.

Takeshi Yamamoto inserted a small straw into the juice and pushed it in front of her.

"I'm so sorry."

I didn't get the size right, and she choked.

The water level in the glass slowly dropped by one millimeter.

"It's not A-Wu's fault, it's all because I suddenly shrunk."

She held onto the straw and shook her head.

Her long hair, like flowing sunlight, cascaded down her chest and waist, with a few strands clinging messily to her forehead.

"Even when the spirit shrinks, it's super cute!"

Takeshi Yamamoto took a small comb out of the drawer and beckoned to it like he was coaxing a child.

"Your hair is messy, come and comb it."

Yao Chuanling nodded blankly, put down the straw, and sat with his back to him.

So he grasped the soft sunlight.

Achievement: Comb the doll's hair.

"Awu actually has such a small comb."

She let Yamamoto do as he pleased, and casually remarked.

The person behind him laughed.

"It's the comb I used to groom Kojiro's feathers, and it's come in handy now."

There was also a large comb for Jiro to groom his hair.

He usually lets the box weapons out to air them out. These two like to play with the little leopard, and they always get all puffed up when they come back.

He privately inquired with Lan Shou, who was equally helpless.

That guy, Gua, has a personality exactly like a young Gokudera.

"Meow."

Speak of the devil and he appears.

With agile movements, Gua leaped onto the desk, its feline eyes fixed intently on the little elf.

Kojiro landed on Takeshi Yamamoto's shoulder, tilting his head and chirping.

Jiro wagged his tail.

"I promised to play with them this morning."

When three small animals came to her door, she realized that she had forgotten such an important matter.

Presumably, Jiro couldn't find her in the room and relied on his keen sense of smell to find her here.

"Meow."

Gua sniffed Yao Chuanling's scent, its ears twitched, and it reached out its paw to hook Yao Chuanling onto its back.

The leopard's fur was soft and thick. Yao Chuanling lay on its back, stroking its fur once, twice, three times.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore."

Having accidentally forgotten their agreement, the Melon King was initially furious and wanted to scratch her clothes, but he stopped because she had shrunk.

The feline's vertical pupils lit up, and it leaped off the table and ran towards the door.

"Goodbye, Takeshi!"

The little sprite that was taken away waved goodbye and began a new adventure.

Yamamoto Takeshi watched her departing figure and smiled helplessly.

The young man crouched down, patted Jiro's head, and said with a cryptic expression, "Gokudera is lucky."

He remembered that several times it was Gua who created opportunities for Gokudera Hayato, allowing the busy man to have some time alone with his partner.

If I'm not mistaken, the place Gua is taking her to is Lan Shou's office.

"Gua, I'm working."

Hearing the noise at the door, Gokudera Hayato didn't stop moving, his fingers clattering on the keyboard.

In addition to his work with the Arashi Department, he also had to handle the affairs of the Rai Department.

At 9:40, we need to teach the idiot how to process files.

At 10:20, someone from Valia came to hand over the work.

In short, he is very busy.

"Hayato is so busy."

Yao Chuanling poked her head out from the melon, her gaze shifting upwards to the tall, imposing figure of Lan Shou in a black suit.

So, from Gua's perspective, is Hayato really this dignified and cold?

No wonder it scratched him.

As soon as she finished speaking, the person who had been saying he was busy stopped what he was doing and turned around to look for her.

Gua glanced at him disdainfully and jumped onto his lap.

Hayato Gokudera quickly reached out to steady him, fearing that someone might lose their grip and fall.

"careful."

Lan Shou's hands, adorned with numerous rings, were slightly bent, forming a low, circular wall that encircled her.

Yao Chuanling rested her chin and arms on the "wall," hanging there.

The melon, even more displeased, brandished its claws, trying to grab him.

Not only does she value color over the cat, but she also dares to question it. Doesn't she even know who brought her here?

"Sorry, melon."

Sensing the Box Weapon's emotions, Gokudera Hayato freed one hand to scratch its chin, promptly offering compensation.

Only then was it satisfied.

"Aren't you very busy?"

Yao Chuanling asked deliberately, a smile playing on her lips.

I almost wrote "Don't bother me" on my back just now.

"A question you already know the answer to."

Gokudera Hayato looked away, not answering her question directly.

She knew it perfectly well.

The mischievous elf stuck out its tongue, showing no remorse whatsoever.

It had been more than half a month since she last visited Lan Shou's office, and he was using this to express his dissatisfaction.

"Of course I miss Hayato very, very much."

As Yao Chuanling spoke, she forgot that she was still lying on his fingers, and spread her arms out like a bird spreading its wings.

As she lost her balance and was about to fall, she frantically grabbed a piece of cloth.

Gokudera Hayato paused as he tried to catch her hand.

Lan Shou's shirt collar is always unbuttoned at the top, revealing his slender neck and deep sternal notch.

At this moment, her neckline was wide open.

The tiny breaths of air, inhaling and exhaling, painted a rouge hue onto this cool white backdrop.

"I see."

He suppressed the upward curve of his lips and feigned calmness.

She's good at saying sweet words.

"Gokudera! I'm here!"

The door wasn't closed, and Lambo swaggered in.

It was time for Lei Shou to learn about departmental affairs, but he was clearly not there to learn.

Bell and Fran stood behind him.

The people of Varia had an appointment with Gokudera Hayato, and Lambo, being considerate, took the initiative to invite them to come along.

Gokudera has more important things to do, so he won't pay any attention to him.

"Hehehe, long time no see, Gokudera Hayato."

Bell grinned and walked into the office with his hands behind his back, as if he were on an inspection tour.

"Bell-senpai, you're really annoying," Fran followed closely behind, his voice trailing off as he looked around. "Eh?"

The sharp-eyed illusionist spotted the tiny figure sitting on the silver-haired youth's collarbone.

Good morning!

Yao Chuanling greeted him leisurely.

It's a real person.

He thought he had discovered the Vongola Storm Guardian's little-known hobby and was worried that he might be killed to silence him.

"Looks like Hayato's going to be busy again."

She remarked casually.

That's why she doesn't come to see him often.

Hayato Gokudera wouldn't use work as an excuse to avoid her; he would squeeze out as much work as he could from his already limited rest time to make up for it.

"That's perfect, Your Highness, you may keep me company."

Bell tucked his throwing knife into his pocket and reached out to catch her as he spoke.

Let's hand over the task to Gokudera to Fran.

Yao Chuan Ling flew onto Lan Bo's head, muttering to himself.

"Reluctantly? Then I don't need you to accompany me."

That's outrageous!

Gokudera Hayato pursed his lips and glared fiercely at Lambo.

It's all his fault for bringing people here; he has no sense of propriety and is utterly useless.

"Ling, Sister Ling." Lambo trembled with fright, holding up Yokawa Ling with both hands and handing her to Gokudera Hayato. "You should stay with this stinky octopus head."

That look is so familiar; I feel like I'm about to give him extra lessons and homework.

Yaochuan Ling looked at Lambo, then at Gokudera Hayato, and suddenly understood something. She raised her hand and pinched Gokudera Hayato's cheek.

"Don't bully Lambo."

However, her hand was not even as big as the melon's claw, and her strength was as light as a falling flower.

He could encircle her wrist with just his index finger.

Hayato Gokudera explained earnestly, "I didn't bully him. I just felt that Lambo, at his age, should learn more."

It's best to study continuously for 24 hours a day, so as not to annoy him by seeing it.

Yao Chuanling pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"You're right."

Lambo lamented, "Those wretched little lovers."

With a few words and a back-and-forth exchange, the fate of Grandpa Lambo was decided.

If Lingjie were to make the suggestion to Tsuna and Reborn again, he was sure that the two of them would absolutely support and agree.

Three throwing knives were driven into the tabletop from above Lambo's head.

He turned around, and Valia's Storm Guardian stared at him with a gloomy expression.

"Waaaaah—"

Lambo wiped away his tears, pulled out grenades, and threw them at him one after another.

Bell wasn't afraid of his clumsy attack, which was far inferior to the Ring Battle of yesteryear.

In the blink of an eye, the floor became pitted and uneven, and the walls and tabletops were covered with small knives.

"Stop right there!"

Gokudera Hayato roared.

Who gave them the audacity to act recklessly in his office?

Do you really think he's an easy target?

The two exchanged a glance, paused for a second as a courtesy, and then resumed throwing hidden weapons at each other.

very good.

Lan Shou, who wasn't so good-tempered, gave a cold laugh and immediately joined the battle.

"It seems that it would be more appropriate for Sister Xiaoling to come with me."

Fran fanned the flames, watched as the office descended into chaos, and then considerately closed the door and left.

The illusion had already been set up, and it was fortunate that these people forgot about him while they were fighting.

Where are we going?

Yao Chuanling lay sprawled out on the frog headgear.

It was just the width of a large bed, and she could roll around on it.

Fran felt a slight movement on his head and deliberately shook his head mischievously.

"Wow, faster, faster!"

There is no such thing as fear in the world of elves.

A gust of wind blew her hair into disarray.

His long hair, which had been carefully styled by Takeshi Yamamoto, became messy again.

"How was it going for Sister Xiaoling and me back in Valia?"

He was pedantic and used the word "回" (huí).

Yao Chuanling brushed aside the stray hairs blocking her eyes and said without hesitation, "Okay, okay."

I'm craving Squalo's cooking.

"Stinky, green, frog."

After the battle ended, Bell realized that Fran and Yao Chuanling were not there, and that Fran had set him up.

If it weren't for the elf on his head, the prince's throwing knives would have been stuck in the back of the stinky frog's head long ago.

"Oh my, it's Bell and Fran."

Luslia suddenly appeared from somewhere in the corridor. She greeted her colleagues normally, then her eyes lit up when she saw the little person on the frog's head. She ran over with small, quick steps.

"Ah~ Ling-chan is even cuter when she's shrunk~"

He raised his pinky finger, tilted up his glasses, and leaned forward to shower him with compliments.

"Lusslia, you talk too much."

Bell pouted, unwilling to listen to his rambling.

A few kind words are all it takes to make her smile like that to others?

He coaxed her so much that she jumped from Fran's head and willingly ran into Luslia's palm.

"Big sister, I couldn't help but shower Ling-chan with compliments the moment I saw her~ I absolutely, absolutely love Ling-chan~"

Lusslia cupped Yaochuan Ling to her face and gently rubbed against her through the air.

"I also really love Luce!"

Yao Chuanling raised her hands and spun around.

It was as if bubbles were bubbling around the two of them.

Bell: "So stupid it's ridiculous."

I absolutely love it!

Tsk.

She had never said that to him.

"I also really love Bell and Fran!"

As if understanding his thoughts, Yao Chuanling, who had just raised his hand, made a heart shape above his head.

Fran clutched her chest and leaned back: "I also really like Sister Xiaoling."

Oh no, I've been hit.

"You should like me a lot, how can a prince be on the same level as a commoner?"

Bell's mood brightened, but he still couldn't hold back his words.

Princes are naturally more popular than commoners.

"Bell, you're being unreasonable." Lussuria spoke up to punish him, choosing to start a new topic, "Ling-chan's clothes don't fit quite right, why don't you try this little dress on?"

The prince remained silent, and then started the game "Miracle Little Spirit".

Luslia snapped a few photos and posted them in the colleagues' group chat to show off.

【滚】：Bring it back.

[Prince]: Hehehe, it's such a pity that the boss isn't here.

Everyone was supposed to come to headquarters, but XANXUS found them annoying and dumped the work on Squalo, then went to drink and sleep alone in the castle.

"Hey! Bell! Fran! And Lussuria! What are you three doing here?!"

Squalo appeared aggressively at the entrance to the lounge, his gaze sweeping around.

"Lussuria, Sasagawa Ryohei is looking for you. The remaining two... you've finished your work?! The Vongola expense reports have all been sent to me! Go and apologize properly!"

The team leader gave everyone a stern lecture and sent them off to work.

Fran tried to smuggle Yao Chuanling into his arms and take him away, but before he could make a move, the combat captain's sharp and cold eyes swept over him.

"You can't be half-hearted at work."

Squalo lifted her by the back of her collar like a chick and stuffed her into his pocket.

"I'm taking her with me now."

The cat-and-dog duo, having succumbed to their captain's years of tyranny, could only leave unwillingly in the face of his abuse of power for personal gain.

Fortunately, it was Squalo, one of their own from Valia. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have been so easy to talk to.

After all, once Mammon finds out about the compensation bill, the captain will have to stop him from dwelling on the matter.

Lusslia had no objection to this. He had a good relationship with Sasagawa Ryohei, and if he hadn't met Youkawa Rei, he would have met with Sasagawa Ryohei by now.

The elf peeked out from the pocket and reached out to grab the silver hair that hung down beside it.

Squalo's precious long hair felt smooth to the touch, like the gleam of a sword under the moonlight.

"Squalo, you're actually Rapunzel, aren't you? I like you even more now."

Yao Chuanling picked up a lock of silver hair and exclaimed in admiration.

Elves love all beautiful things. When something they love appears on someone they love, that love is doubled.

"Cough cough cough."

The words "like" are different when spoken by people like Lusslia; they don't sound the same to her.

Squalo coughed a few times, then exclaimed in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

If you can't stand her, who would constantly say "I like you" to her?

His movements were so exaggerated that Yao Chuanling was pulled out of the pocket and flung out, her hair swaying with the movement.

"Wow!"

She swayed back and forth like a tree, muttering, "It's not nonsense, you're clearly very happy."

Rapunzel, who says one thing but means another.

"snort."

Having his thoughts exposed, Squalo suddenly calmed down, grabbed the lock of hair, and brought it up to his face.

Their eyes met, and Yao Chuanling saw the young man's facial expression magnified in her vision. She noticed his brows furrowed and his gaze darkening slightly.

"Why did you suddenly shrink?"

Although the Vongola family is renowned, there are always those who are blind to their own power and eager to challenge their dominance. Because of her close relationship with the Vongola, she inevitably gets caught in the crossfire.

He had seen plenty of the Varia assassination squad, which specialized in these dirty jobs, and couldn't help but start speculating about conspiracy theories.

How exactly does Sawada Tsunayoshi take care of people?!

His brows furrowed even more.

"I don't know, I just woke up and this is how I am. But it's okay, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Yao Chuanling shook her head, not wanting him to worry too much.

In an instant, many images flashed through Squalo's mind, all of them images of her "crimes".

For example, running around barefoot on the ground, eating twenty servings of ice cream in one morning, and biting his nails (I don't know who he learned it from), but thankfully he was corrected in the end.

He was about to scold her for not taking care of her health when he heard his subordinate's voice through his earpiece.

The head chef is off today, and XANXUS is throwing a tantrum because he didn't eat a good lunch.

Squalo took a deep breath: "That damn boss!!!"

It's one thing if he doesn't come to headquarters, and it's another if he gets the work dumped on him, but he still makes trouble for him!

The elves already had keen hearing, and after shrinking, they couldn't handle this level of volume, so they immediately covered their ears and ran away.

Light a candle for the friend on the other end of the headset.

She darted away quickly, jumping off the sixth-floor balcony, intending to find some peace and quiet in the terraced garden.

There was an unexpected mishap halfway through; I was suddenly swept up to the third floor by a soft whip.

"I heard from Lambo that you had shrunk, and I didn't believe it, but it's true."

A fluffy golden head appeared before my eyes.

Dino loosened his grip on the whip, a smile playing on his lips.

He had just run into Lambo, who was complaining tearfully that Gokudera had given him five extra assignments. Lambo rambled on and on, and Dino managed to piece together a complete story from his words.

Lambo still didn't understand why Bell was attacking him.

The leader of Cavallone chuckled inwardly.

He politely declined Lambo's offer to help him with his homework, and he and Romario leisurely went to the balcony to enjoy the breeze.

"Dino!"

Before Yao Chuanling could even stand up straight, she smiled and, as usual, tried to take his arm.

But she didn't think about her body shrinking for a moment, and when she stuck it on, it became a hand ornament instead.

The vaulting horse looked harmless, but it was actually strong and powerful; she felt like she was hugging a brick.

It's not a big problem.

I miss you so much~

The younger sister nuzzled against his arm, her voice sweet and affectionate.

Dino couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair: "You said you wanted to eat lychees yesterday, so I had two boxes sent to Kyoya. You can eat them when you get back."

What a blunder! He thought his sister was sleeping at Kyoya's place last night, so he specially sent someone over, hoping to surprise her when she opened her eyes.

Unexpectedly, he was the one who was pleasantly surprised first.

"Wow! Dino is the best Dino in the world."

The little elf hugged his arm tightly, and sweet words flowed from her lips.

Instead of receiving a praising text message from her sister, she was bombarded with sweet words in person.

Dino fell completely into the sugar-coated trap: "I'll have Romario send over a few more boxes of lychees."

It's reasonable to suspect that during the months they didn't see each other, she went to study the art of language.

Romario pushed up his glasses and kindly advised, "Fresh fruit is always better, and Miss Ling can't eat much in her current condition."

That lychee was bigger than her face.

This morning when Ivan went to deliver the lychees, he found Kusakabe-kun counting them in the yard. They in Cavallone weren't the first, and they certainly wouldn't be the last.

It is said that he saw Mr. Lark pass by, and his face looked extremely pale.

“Yes, Romario, you’re so reliable.”

Dino suddenly realized and gave him a thumbs up.

Romario was rewarded with two pairs of bright, sparkling eyes.

The hand charm spoke in a lighthearted tone: "Reliable, reliable."

So, can't Miss Ling really be someone from Cavallone?

It's not like they can't afford to support them.

Romario looked at Yao Chuanling with loving eyes as she chattered away.

But a reliable family member had to interrupt this heartwarming scene.

The appointed time with the Vongola boss was fast approaching. The official business was tedious and boring, and Youkawa Rei didn't want to listen to it. Dino could only regretfully hand her over to Chrome and Sasagawa Kyoko, who happened to be there.

Having just seen Konoa off, Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and saw his old acquaintance, his senior brother.

Even leaders need rest. Even leaders need rest. Even leaders need rest.

He resigned himself to his fate and sat back down in his office.

Today was unusually busy, and Sawada Tsunayoshi suspected that he might have been set up.

"Kawaii~"

On the other side, Kyoko Sasagawa carefully lifted Rei Yokawa's arms and exclaimed in amazement.

Chrome poked her cheek, staring intently.

Soft and warm.

Little doll.

One thought after another popped into Miss Mist Guardian's mind.

Yao Chuanling's resistance was futile, and she allowed the two women to grope her.

After the two men stopped, she collapsed helplessly onto the table.

"Damn Kyoko, damn Chrome."

She covered her face and whispered about the two of them.

Kyoko Sasagawa tickled her with a finger and said with a smile, "Is Rei-chan angry?"

Having known Yao Chuanling for a long time, she naturally understood the elves' personalities. This demeanor clearly indicated she was waiting for them to coax her.

Chrome brushed aside the hair she was deliberately hiding in her eyes and spoke softly.

"Don't be angry, little teacher."

Although she's still cute now.

Yao Chuanling seized the opportunity to back down, sat up, tilted his head back, and smiled with his eyes crinkling, "This lord forgives you."

If she wasn't happy, she would have run away long ago; she was just playing around with the two of them.

Kyoko Sasagawa and Chrome applauded politely, praising her for being magnanimous and for not holding a grudge.

The elf looked smug and hopped to his feet, a few strands of hair sticking up from the top of his head, making him look like a fluffy ball.

"We need to apply it."

The generous, furry creature opened its arms and made a hugging gesture.

The two were happy to see the elf take the initiative to get close to them.

Kyoko Sasagawa quickly caught her and hugged her, her eyes brimming with a smile.

"Stick it on."

It feels like going back to ten years ago.

Those were beautiful times she would still cherish. Back then, they were deskmates and often played and laughed so intimately together.

Chrome regained her senses and looked at the loving scene between the two, her eyes flickering.

"I want to stick a sticker on the teacher too."

She rarely revealed her true feelings, so much so that her ears turned red with embarrassment when she said this.

Slow down, Master Mukuro is coming soon.

I should tell Master Mukuro later...

As Ms. Kirishima took Yokawa Rei from her, she thought with annoyance.

A gentle touch came from my left cheek, like being touched by a flower.

Her heart suddenly calmed down, and a smile appeared on her lips.

very nice.

A breeze blew in from outside the window, carrying the delicate fragrance of lotus, which gradually condensed into a blue lotus ribbon in the air.

Yaochuan Ling was attracted.

The ribbons, as if imagining a human, circled around her, emitting indigo light that made her rush to grab them.

But it wouldn't have its way, and kept luring her back and forth, making her fly out the window.

Only an illusionist would like to pull this kind of stunt.

Kyoko Sasagawa didn't try to stop her. She tucked her hair behind her ear and turned to look at Chrome.

"There's a mole among us."

Chrome pursed her lips: "I'm sorry."

In this matter, she supports Master Mukuro.

“It’s alright.” The gentle and understanding secretary shook her head and murmured, “I never intended to keep her anyway.”

The leader is busy, and their secretariat is even busier; it's already a rare treat to have a moment of leisure.

She should let go.

After going around in circles, Yao Chuanling still arrived at the terraced garden.

The Vongola, a century-old mafia, is characterized by its traditional European architectural style, with enduring flowers and plants that climb the archways.

At the other end of the ribbon, a statue of Cupid stands in the center of the water fountain, with a person standing leisurely beside it.

"Little Sunflower, come to me."

The man spoke.

With Cupid as witness, your beloved will come into your hands.

Yeah, right.

It was clearly an invisible force in the air that propelled her forward.

The elf silently grumbled to himself.

"kufufu, your expression is really annoying."

Rokudo Mukuro narrowed his eyes, pinching her cheeks with a displeased expression.

That would make him angry.

Yao Chuanling tugged at his fingers, signaling him to let go.

Rokudo Mukuro remained completely still.

Unlike others, he wouldn't be fooled by her sweet words, nor would he always go along with her.

The wise and eloquent illusionist firmly believed this.

Yeah?

Yao Chuanling blinked and moved her lips.

Without uttering a sound, Rokudo Mukuro could read what was being said.

Little Sunflower wanted to kiss him first, and he was very pleased.

The young man released his grip and chuckled softly, "Kufufufu, save this kiss for your dreams tonight."

The mist is elusive, and the elves are free and unrestrained; they mostly meet in their dreams. But when Yao Chuanling travels to other worlds, he can no longer see her in his dreams.

She's too small now; such a rare opportunity is better realized in her dreams.

"Oh my, this is the first time I've seen you like this."

The black leather gloves intertwined with her light golden hair created an unexpectedly enchanting scene.

Rokudo Mukuro tucked a strand of her hair back and sighed.

Whether in the Vongola or Yokohama, he was the person who had seen the most diverse side of Yokawa Rei.

He was involved in every stage of the elf's growth: infancy, growth, and adulthood.

Now he has seen her in a special form.

Rokudo Mukuro thought to himself, "They really are a match made in heaven."

"This is the first time I've ever seen this either."

Yaochuan Ling deeply agreed.

Let her play for a few days first. If she still hasn't recovered, she'll go home and ask her mother and teacher to see what's going on.

The elf's ears twitched.

Yun Dou's voice came from afar; it sounded like she was being called.

We're doomed...

If Yun Dou is here, then that person must be here too.

"Mukuro, hold them off for me."

She quickly hid behind Rokudo Mukuro, peeking out her eyes discreetly.

One of the advantages of shrinking is that it makes it easier to hide.

The shouts and footsteps grew closer.

Someone raised an eyebrow and, taking advantage of the situation, said, "Beg me."

Isn't she the best at saying nice things?

Let him hear whether it's true or not.

"Please?"

Hibari Kyoya appeared behind the archway, his face half-lit and half-shadowed in the shadows.

The round, plump bird shook its wings and began to sing an off-key version of the school song.

"They came really fast."

Rokudo Mukuro's face darkened, all his smile vanished.

Annoying guy.

Hibari Kyoya ignored him, glancing casually at the head behind him that wasn't properly hidden.

"Aren't you coming over?"

Of all places to hide, he had to be behind Rokudo Mukuro.

Displeased +1 +1 +1.

Having been discovered, Yokawa Rei stopped struggling and emerged from behind Rokudo Mukuro.

"Kyouya, what brings you here?"

The ostrich spirit carefully observed his expression.

Hibari Kyoya glanced at her, a half-smile on his face: "I'll take you home."

Dino tipped him off, saying that his sister was cute even when she shrank. That's when he came to arrest her.

Both Cavallone and Millefiore sent him lychees, and if it weren't for Yokawa Rei's fondness for them, he would have had Kusakabe Tetsuya deal with them all long ago.

Huh?

Doesn't seem angry?

Realizing this, she was no longer afraid and wanted to go to the head of the family.

His wrist was grabbed by Rokudo Mukuro.

"Did you abandon me as soon as he arrived?"

Don't even think about leaving so easily, especially not to go find Hibari Kyoya.

The same thing happened last time. I finally managed to get someone to go on a date, and then this sparrow ruined it.

Rokudo Mukuro harbored resentment in his heart, but appropriately revealed a sense of loss on his face.

This trick works very well on Yaochuan Ling.

She's always been someone who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

"No, no, Mukuro, how could I abandon you?" Yaochuan Ling quickly comforted him, "It's been so long, I've missed you so much."

In the end, he still heard sweet words.

That feels good.

The pineapple-like creature cast a provocative glance at the person opposite it.

Hibari Kyoya never suffers mistreatment.

So how did they end up fighting again?

Unable to detect any discrepancy between the two, Yao Chuanling was utterly baffled. Limited by her physical condition, she couldn't stop them this time and could only take Yun Dou to find help.

The little chubby bird was well-fed and sturdy, and carrying a person on its back did not affect its flight.

With a wide view from above, she quickly spotted Rescue Number One in other parts of the terraced garden.

"Reborn! Reborn!"

The wind blew all her hair back, revealing a vibrant face with sparkling eyes.

He is another patriarchal figure.

Reborn, whom she trusted most!

The man in the top hat looked up and reached out to catch her.

"What's wrong?"

While enjoying his coffee by the window, he happened to see the clouds and mist clashing in the garden, and seizing the opportunity, he came over to snag a bargain.

The leader of the outside advisors, who understood the elves' thoughts best, smiled and patted her back reassuringly, "Don't worry about the two of them. They've fought so many battles, they know how to behave."

It's okay if you lose your composure; the finance department will send them the bills.

The vice president of the Disciplinary Foundation did a great job in handling the aftermath.

"Instead of this, where would you like to go for team building this month?"

Reborn picked up Yokawa Rei with one arm and asked as he walked.

He can pick up an adult elf, let alone this doll-sized one.

The Vongola Cloud Guardians and Mist Guardians fight whenever they meet, which is something everyone is used to, and Reborn is even less likely to care.

Those two wouldn't really go all out; they're probably just using each other as sparring partners.

Yao Chuanling thought about it seriously for a moment and replied, "Let's go see shooting stars. I heard you can make a wish upon a shooting star."

Reborn didn't react much.

"That's possible, but you don't need a shooting star for your wish. Just tell me."

She was the only one who believed the myth that shooting stars could grant wishes; he didn't want her to end up crying pitifully when her wish didn't come true.

"I hope to be with everyone forever."

She met Reborn's gaze, her clear eyes filled with his image.

The eloquent Italian man was momentarily speechless.

"Because I like everyone very, very much."

Yao Chuanling sat on his forearm, arms outstretched, smiling broadly, her tone firm and powerful.

At this moment, his heart was filled with the surging of spring water.

"You like too many people, I'm requesting special treatment."

"What?"

Reborn lowered his eyes, his brows furrowing: "If you want to say love, I love you."

Love is more intense and longer-lasting than liking; love is a dangerous and cautious word.

Yao Chuanling said, enunciating each word clearly, mimicking his tone and intonation: "I love you."

So this is love; she loved them.

"Good girl."

He sighed softly.