Chapter 118 Chapter 118 Codename "Mother". ...

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Miura Haru has a very good personality and is not shy at all. She even asked Mo Shiyu if the tattoo on her waist was the cherry blossom that was missing from her headband.

The cherry blossom tattoo on the waist was extremely vivid, printed on the skin, as if petals were swaying. It firmly protected the girl's soft abdomen and did not take root in the host's internal organs as in the past.

This was the first time Mo Shiyu had witnessed the effects of the headband. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Although the cherry blossom on the headband will protect you, it craves warm skin. The murderer's attack last night activated its properties. While harmless, this cherry blossom will not return to the headband."

"If you don't want it, I can take it away."

Miura Haru shook his head. "I'm very grateful for it, Mr. Shopkeeper. I hope you can leave it to me."

"Okay." Mo Shiyu said.

"..." Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for a while, then he said, "Xiaoyu brother, thank you."

His demeanor seemed off since this morning.

Reborn, sitting on Yamamoto Takeshi's shoulder, had a blank expression on his face. Mo Shiyu looked into the brown-haired boy's soft, watery eyes and said, "I'm glad I saved your friend. Tsunayoshi-kun, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't say anything.

Miura Haru looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with some concern, "Mr. Tsuna, don't you think it's ugly?"

"No." Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and narrowed his eyes. "It's very beautiful."

…

"Shopkeeper, why are you wearing a wig?" Miura Haru tilted his head and asked curiously, "Your real hair looks beautiful, like rising smoke."

"Come to think of it, I'm quite curious too." Yamamoto Takeichi put his hands behind his head and raised his eyes with interest when he heard that.

Hayato Gokudera looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Mo Shiyu leaned against the window with his eyes downcast, casually tucked his loose black hair behind his ears, and smiled softly when he heard the words.

"I'm hiding from people, so I always have to disguise myself when I go out, otherwise it will be very troublesome... I hate trouble."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes darkened a little, while Yamamoto Takeshi seemed to remember something and showed a look of sudden realization.

The whole visiting process was relaxing and enjoyable.

Only Hayato Mukudera kept staring at Mo Shiyu with an unfriendly look, especially after he mentioned the strange headband, the hostility and vigilance in his eyes almost overflowed.

When they left the ward and walked out of the hospital, he finally said coldly, "Tenth Daemune, I don't agree with him becoming a member of the Tenth Daemune family."

Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously looked at Mo Shiyu and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, Mukudera-kun, you misunderstood. Brother Xiaoyu is not a member of the Vongola family. He is just temporarily living in Namimori."

The brown-haired boy's answer was so decisive that Mo Shiyu felt depressed. "Tsunayoshi-kun, am I not considered a member of your family?"

"No, Brother Xiaoyu..." Sawada Tsunayoshi's attempt to make amends was interrupted by Gokudera Hayato.

"Stop pretending. Even though you're wearing a wig, I know you." Gokudera Hayato, holding a stick of dynamite in his hand, stared at him intently. "Two years ago, using a live stream on the dark web, she killed over two thousand people overnight, causing chaos around the world. Codenamed 'Mother.'"

Mo Shiyu's eyes moved slightly.

“…”More than two thousand people.

Yamamoto Takeshi's amber eyes deepened a little.

Is this why the warden arrested him yesterday?

Perhaps because he was afraid that Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know about this matter, Gokudera Hayato explained it in more detail.

"Two years ago, a mysterious pollution spread across the world. Many ordinary objects were contaminated and transformed into weapons that caused mysterious deaths."

"Because your disappearance coincided with the pollution, many people say you are the culprit. You are the key to releasing the pollution, the mother of pollution."

"While I find this theory questionable, that cherry blossom headband that crawls onto people—those things are definitely contaminants, aren't they?" He stood in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi in a protective manner and said sternly, "Tell me, what exactly is your purpose in approaching the Tenth Generation?"

The winter in Bingsheng was very cold. Before the young man approached the fuse of the explosives, cigarette in hand, Mo Shiyu slowly reached out from the pocket of his thick coat, palm facing up, and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I have no ill will towards you."

"Brother Xiaoyu, let me explain." Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed, "I know, Mukudera-kun, the reason why Brother Xiaoyu disappeared internationally two years ago was actually because he came to me."

"..." Gokudera Hayato choked, looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi in disbelief, and repeated, "Two years?"

He had only been transferred to Heiming for a year, but this extremely dangerous young man in front of him had actually been in Heiming for two years?

No wonder he had the courage to make such a big fuss back then. It turns out he had already sought refuge from the Vongola?

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded and said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you because Xiaoyu's identity is sensitive and it's safer to keep it as secret as possible. So this matter is a secret, only I and all the Arcobalenos know about it."

Reborn pressed down the brim of his hat, and the corners of his mouth underneath the brim slowly curled up.

"That's right, Yudera, Mr. Xiao Mo is the benefactor of all Arcobaleno."

The yellow pacifier on his chest was clear and transparent, without the strange blood color that it had in the past.

He gracefully took off his hat towards Mo Shiyu and gave a gentlemanly salute.

"We all owe him a favor."

Mo Shiyu didn't move, and calmly accepted the gift. "So, please believe that I have no ill will towards you, young Mr. Right-Handed Man."

Hayato Gokudera's green eyes trembled for a while, as if he was thinking about many things in an instant.

The mother of pollution. A favor from Alcobaleno.

"Tsk." He whispered, "Since the Tenth Daeme and Mr. Reborn have said so, I'll just have to believe you."

"Hahaha. I have no objection." Yamamoto said with a cheerful smile, "But I am the right-hand man."

"Now that the atmosphere has been set up to this point." Reborn put his hat back on and put his hands on his face to act cute, "Why don't you all go have a cup of coffee and exchange some feelings."

Sawada Tsunayoshi complained, "I think you want to drink?!"

Several people couldn't help laughing.

****

They settled in a coffee shop.

After a while, it started snowing outside. Through a window, there was a warm room inside and the falling snow outside.

Very comfortable atmosphere.

They talked about a lot of things, for example, a few teenagers curiously asked him if he was the star of that once popular movie.

"I filmed this movie in Yokohama." Mo Shiyu propped up his head and took a sip of his coffee. "It was right around the time when a big pothole appeared in Yokohama. A lot of pollutants suddenly appeared around me. I was trapped in an abnormal space where the living didn't look like the people I knew, and the dead were resurrected and returned to the world. Sounds scary, right?"

"Wow..." The teenagers exclaimed politely.

"Actually, it's actually a space where countless parallel time and space intersect. I found a helper who is proficient in parallel worlds and found a way out."

When Mo Shiyu said this, he suddenly thought of Bai Lan.

That child hasn't come to see him for a long, long time.

He possesses another part of the 7 to the power of 3 gemstones. If Mo Shiyu cannot find him, he will not be able to purify the pollution.

No one knows what that extremely dangerous little lunatic is planning.

Just then, the doorbell of the coffee shop began to ring.

A young man walked into the coffee shop, shook off the snow on his body, and breathed softly.

He was wrapped in a loose black coat that did not fit his body shape. He had long indigo hair with the ends tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He pulled down his mask, revealing a beautiful face with a pair of heterochromatic eyes and a pale complexion.

He glanced around the coffee shop and walked towards Mo Shiyu's table with a clear goal, his steps slightly staggering.

The one who noticed it faster than Mo Shiyu was Sawada Tsunayoshi. He frowned almost the next second the boy walked in. He stood up and looked over there.

"you?"

The young man walked up to them, stretched out a pair of scarred hands from his coat, and reached over and grabbed Sawada Tsunayoshi's neck like lightning, with a smile on his lips, "Ha..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi leaned back suddenly, and at the same time, he raised his hand with extremely quick reaction to pinch and press the carotid artery of the person who came, trying to make the person lose oxygen and become unconscious by compressing the carotid artery.

For some reason, he didn't dare to use much strength, and didn't even pick up the knife that was right next to him.

The two of them fell onto the table together. The coffee hit the ground with a ping, and the dark coffee liquid spilled all over the floor.

Screams erupted in the coffee shop.

Mo Shiyu stood up immediately and his face changed drastically.

Who, who is this person?

Seeing that the bomb in the room was useless, Hayato Gokudera with a cold look in his eyes directly pulled out a dagger and rushed forward to cut the throat of the person who came. He was stopped by Mo Shiyu, who walked up quickly and pulled the person back by the collar of the person.

The man was heavy and surprisingly weak, so Mo Shiyu easily pulled him out of his grasp.

Because of this, Mo Shiyu saw the bloody wound under his black coat, which pierced his entire abdomen. It was extremely hideous and almost fatal.

The coat was wet, and when he wrung it gently, he saw blood on his hands.

That is, the black does not stain, so it is not noticeable from a distance.

I don’t know how he managed to get through this despite being so seriously injured.

"Skeleton—" Mo Shiyu quickly carried him to the bench next to him and checked his wounds. His face became increasingly worse. "What happened? How could he be so badly injured?"

He was fine this morning.

She Yu did mention in the morning that he and Hai Jun were investigating the organization and had found its hideout.

He and Hai were acting separately, but they kept in touch with each other. But how could he be injured like this in just one morning?

Sawada Tsunayoshi came over coughing, his face extremely ugly, "Mukuro, what's wrong with you?!"

"Hypocritical mafia..." Liu Dao Mukuro laughed softly, tilted his head, looked at Mo Shiyu, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, "What should I do? Brother Shiyu, I failed."

"The organization's factory is even more terrifying than I imagined."

****

Mo Shiyu didn't expect that they would be back in the hospital just after they left.

Hai's wounds are not treatable by ordinary hospitals.

After Mo Shiyu and others sent the man to the hospital, he quickly returned to his small shop, found a scale that was shining with a strange light from the shelf, turned around and ran back to the hospital at a very fast speed.

He stuffed the scales into the wound in the stomach of the unconscious boy.

As the scales touched flesh, they quickly became thinner and penetrated into his exposed internal organs.

Flesh and blood grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With the help of the hospital's generous blood transfusions, the boy's condition finally stabilized.