Chapter 69 Solo PA: Sawada Tsunayoshi

During the banquet, amidst the clinking of glasses and toasts, Sawada Tsunayoshi was surrounded by a throng of admirers.

It was late at night when his beloved female companion, unable to resist her sleepiness, left first, leaving him alone to navigate the world of fame and fortune.

Under the light, the wine in the glass swirls gently, the champagne glowing like a moonlit projection.

The alcohol went down his throat, and the suppressed restlessness returned to his face. Unfortunately, the person next to him was utterly oblivious, his face flushed, pulling him into a long, rambling conversation, boasting about his glorious achievements in his youth.

Xiaoling should be asleep by now.

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded in agreement from time to time, his gaze casually glancing at the wine glass.

On the surface of the liquid, he saw his own eyes.

Yao Chuanling previously said it was like steaming hot roasted chestnuts, soft, sticky, and sweet.

It's more like a stale chestnut now.

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought to himself, trying to find some humor in his predicament.

"It's getting late, please forgive my rudeness, I'll take my leave now."

The leader raised his hand in a toast.

He didn't want to waste time on these things; it would be better to go back and be with his sweetheart sooner.

Novella was in high spirits when her words abruptly stopped. Her mind, numbed by alcohol, hadn't quite caught up, and she blinked blankly.

"Novira, you're disturbing that young couple's time."

Another family leader covered his face and chuckled.

The Vongola is really good-natured; he can patiently listen to Novella's nonsense. If it were her, she would have left long ago.

Good-natured Sawada Tsunayoshi stood at the door of the room, paused for a moment, and then went back to his room to take a bath.

He had drunk a few more drinks than usual tonight and smelled of alcohol on him. He was worried that the smell would linger in the room and bother her.

The man's hands, clasped around his waist to fasten his belt, showed prominent, well-proportioned, and powerful veins. With each movement, the wide sleeves of his shirt bunched up at his elbows, revealing his forearm muscles.

The black and gold bathrobe and loose V-neckline unexpectedly exuded a touch of allure under the warm light.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the door and found his female companion, who had said she was going to sleep, lying on the bed, playing on her phone and swinging her legs.

Hearing the noise at the door, Yao Chuanling turned her head to look.

"Why aren't you asleep?"

He closed the door and approached, a smile playing on his lips.

"I've been waiting for you."

Yao Chuanling pressed her cheek against the pillow, her eyes half-closed, her voice soft and gentle.

I'm sleepy and want to go to sleep, but I'm worried.

Are you drunk?

She smelled a faint scent of alcohol, but what truly made her question things was his gaze.

Like caramel melting in a pot, with bubbles rising from the bottom.

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked, his smile widening.

"I was dragged into drinking a lot of alcohol, so I'm a bit drunk."

Oh dear, why do I feel dizzy?

Since he's drunk, it's normal for him to act differently than usual, right?

"Huh?"

Yao Chuanling's green eyes widened, and she sat up, intrigued.

She had never seen the drunkard, Tsuna.

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat on the edge of the bed, raised his arm and sniffed it, saying with a troubled expression, "Does it smell? I even took a shower and changed my clothes."

Although he really wanted to hold her, if she felt uncomfortable with the smell, he would have to go back alone and stay in an empty room by himself.

"Just a little bit." Yao Chuanling made a gesture, hugged his waist and sniffed him like a puppy. "It's mostly the scent of shower gel, orange fragrance."

The fluffy head bobbed restlessly on his neck and collarbone, a few strands of hair brushing against his chest. Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Really? That's good."

He silently wrapped his right arm around her waist, confining her to his embrace.

But she was completely oblivious, her eyes filled with curiosity about the drunkard.

How many is this?

She held up a finger and waved it in front of him.

"one."

What about this one?

"It's love."

"Repeat after me: Sawada Tsunayoshi is an idiot."

"..." The man deliberately remained silent until she started to pry at him, then he said softly, "Sawada Tsunayoshi is an idiot."

The already cramped space became even smaller as she moved closer.

The scent of oranges and alcohol mingled with the existing floral and fruity aromas in the room, filling the air around him. Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his head starting to spin; he was truly drunk.

Yao Chuan Ling teased him with a grin: "So cute and obedient, you idiot Tsuna."

Test complete. He's a limited-edition rabbit that she can bully at will.

The person who was originally on the bed was somehow lifted onto their lap.

She slightly raised her waist and reached out to ruffle his hair.

Most of it was dry, with only a few drops of moisture remaining at the roots.

Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled but remained silent.

A true fool will walk right into a trap.

But if he indulges her too much, he will get very little in return.

Only when someone's hands are captured and they are confused do the hunter reveal his intentions.

"You should give me something in return."

He smiled, his breath spraying onto the elf's neck and shoulders, staining that patch of white skin red.

Misjudgment; it was clearly a lion in rabbit's clothing.

Offense and defense can easily shift.

With a swift movement of his arm, he turned her over and embraced her from behind.

"I'm not fourteen years old anymore."

The man's strong body pressed against her back, and through the thin fabric, the heat of his chest rising and falling with his breath made her shiver.

"After all these years, even a fool should have improved."

Her hands were still bound, and the person behind her became increasingly brazen, his mouth kneading and rubbing the flesh on her side of her neck.

Sawada Tsunayoshi strained: "Isn't that right?"

The skin on the side of the neck sank in, and when the skin loosened, only a small patch of red remained.

Even if he was faking being drunk and behaving a bit recklessly, he didn't want to hurt her.

Yao Chuanling touched the spot where she had been bitten; it didn't hurt, but it was very itchy.

She blurted out, "Tsuna, is your progress in learning to bite and kill?"

That ferocious beast, far away in Namimori, loved to bite her.

This woman has been provoking us.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes darkened.

It's obvious whose catchphrase this is.

"You're thinking about him right now? I'll get jealous."

She had to be frank with Yao Chuanling. Most of the time, she was slow to realize things, and it might take her a day or two to come to her senses about what she had been implying.

Oh.

The elf shook his head violently.

"I don't want to think about it anymore."

No, no, I wouldn't dare.

Tsuna's eyes are so scary QAQ.

Is it a lighting issue?

"Hmm." Sawada Tsunayoshi pinched her cheeks, persisting, "How are you going to make it up to me?"

It's not that I didn't think about it, but that I stopped thinking about it.

Although jealousy was just an excuse, and he wouldn't be so intolerant of even his own guardian, teasing her like this was quite amusing.

You might also receive some unexpected surprises.

Yao Chuanling was pinched on the face and couldn't speak, only managing to utter a few syllables intermittently.

Motorcycles, hamburger patties...

These are not what he wants.

Sawada Tsunayoshi loosened his grip, one hand around her waist, the other slowly tracing a path from her cheek to her chin. His fingers, adorned with the Vongola ring, pressed against her flesh, forcefully and casually compelling her to look up.

It's so close.

Yao Chuanling reached out and placed her hand behind his head, pulling it down.

Nose tips touched, breaths mingled and intertwined.

She suddenly smiled and, like a bird pecking at food, gently touched his lips.

"That's how it should be, right?"

Occasionally, she's not oblivious; she's quite perceptive.

She decided not to tease the drunken Tsuna anymore.

A dangerous and sticky atmosphere permeated the room.

"right."

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head even further, his voice muffled by his lips.

A drunk person can go even further.

Right?

right.

The night is as deep as the sea, and the clothes and blankets are like waves.

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