Chapter 121 Chapter 121 An enemy, not a friend.

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The door was pushed open, and Hayato Gokudera and Takeshi Yamamoto walked in, carrying several boxes of hot dinner.

They saw the young man with long indigo hair climbing out of the water. Both of his wrists were bleeding from being torn and bitten by him, and a few bloody fish scales were lying on the ground at his feet.

Gokudera Hayato was a little surprised, "Tenth generation, this kid has woken up?"

Such a serious injury, yet he looks fine?

The silver-haired boy, who was much smarter than his peers, was frightened. The props in the hands of this gray-eyed young man were so terrifying that any one of them could probably cause a crazy fight among all the major forces.

"..." No one spoke for a moment. After a moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi came to his senses and walked over to take the lunch box from Hayato Gokudera. "Everyone, this is Mukudera, Mukudera, and Yamamoto."

Rokudo Mukuro seemed to still be unable to live without water, so he did not wipe his body dry. He raised his hand and pulled a thin sheet, sat on the bed, leaving water marks all the way.

The wet sheets wrapped around him revealed the handsome and slender body of the European boy.

He half-closed his strange eyes, his long indigo hair loose, and stared straight at Sawada Tsunayoshi. His voice was not aggressive, but the corners of his lips curved slightly coldly, "No need to introduce me, I don't mean to make friends."

"...Haha, it seems you really don't like us." Yamamoto Takeshi laughed.

There was something unfriendly in Hayato Gokudera's eyes, and he could tell at a glance that he would definitely not like this pretentious guy.

He snorted coldly, "If you don't want to stay here, you can leave at any time."

"I came here to seek the protection of the assassin brother. I have nothing to do with the Vongola." Rokudo Mukuro chuckled and said, "You are not qualified to ask me to leave."

"you……!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was used to this sarcastic tone. He held down Hayato Gokudera, who had angry eyes, and turned his head to look at the person next to him with his warm brown eyes.

Ever since Liudao Mukuro said the name Bai Lan, which was extremely unfamiliar to him, Mo Shiyu didn't say a word, as if he was lost in distant memories.

His expression was not very good-looking at all. Sawada Tsunayoshi even saw the strong murderous intent emerging from the depths of the young man's smoky gray eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"...Let's eat first." Reborn said.

"Yeah." Sawada Tsunayoshi replied.

Dinner was tuna rice balls and natto, which several foreigners were not used to, especially Rokudo Mukuro, but he was very weak and was suppressed by Sawada Tsunayoshi's expressionless face, so he had to swallow a mouthful of natto with a frown.

"...Killer brother, I want to eat the cheesecake you made."

Mo Shiyu put gauze on his wrist, looked at him and sighed softly, "I'll make a few tomorrow, let's eat together."

Mo Shiyu had a very clear understanding of this child with heterochromia.

A beautiful wild cat that usually wanders around without limits, and only comes back when it gets into trouble and gets hurt.

But he still has a conscience. Once he recognizes you as one of his own, he will not be aggressive and may even help you from time to time, just like this time.

She Yu got along very well with him, and Mo Shiyu also liked him very much.

As for the complicated and tangled relationship between him and the Vongola, just let them be.

…

Mo Shiyu has always known that Bai Lan is a hidden bomb.

Maybe it will explode, maybe it won’t.

Now that he had purified the Vongola Ring and Arcobaleno's pacifier, the only thing left of the contaminated world stone 7 to the power of 3 was Byakuran's Mare Ring.

The latter seemed to be well aware of his bargaining chip, so he kept it hidden and never showed up to find him.

Mo Shiyu should have realized long ago that he could evade the searches of the organization and the government, but could he evade Bai Lan, whose ability was to spy on parallel worlds?

Bai Lan hadn't come to visit him for two years. It wasn't that she didn't know where he was, but that she was plotting something even more terrifying.

That little lunatic has long been an enemy, not a friend.

Rokudo Mukuro was injured to the point of near death because he had discovered his conspiracy.

"What is Bai Lan doing now?" Mo Shiyu asked.

"He used the organization to research an instrument," Rokudo Mukuro said. "It seems to be related to the soul."

"Soul..." Mo Shiyu repeated.

"You should be aware of the organization's A03 series of experiments," Rokudo Mukuro put down the natto and explained in detail. "It has been proven feasible to stimulate human superpowers at the genetic level."

"All humans have genes for superpowers, but what about the soul? If a superpowered person discards their body and only has their soul left, will their soul still possess superpowers, or will it be as weak as an ordinary person's?"

"The answer is the latter."

"Separating the spirit from the flesh. This is a new way to kill people with special abilities."

"Soul Imprisonment." Hai slowly uttered a word.

"...I always feel that the technological level of this world is seriously mismatched with my life." Sawada Tsunayoshi complained.

"His goal must be to keep you in this world." Rokudo Mukuro looked at him, "Be on guard in this direction."

Mo Shiyu didn't say anything, he suddenly realized something.

"The black pollutants in the factory where the stimulants are produced are probably bait."

Although no trace of Mo Shiyu could be found, the organization knew that Mo Shiyu had been looking for pollutants, so they specifically used pollution and the human body to combine them to make these things.

As long as he takes the bait, he can be imprisoned using the device that Bai Lan has hidden behind the scenes.

This was an open conspiracy. After all, as long as the contaminants were there, Mo Shiyu would eventually confront the organization. But he hadn't expected the organization to have so many bargaining chips.

The pollutants hidden so deeply that even he was afraid of them were just bait for the fishhook.

Mo Shiyu sighed and patted Liu Dao Mukuro's head, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me." Rokudo Mukuro raised the corners of his smooth lips towards him, his tone a little cold, "Bai Lan almost killed me. I will definitely pay him back with interest."

This means that we intend to continue to wade through this muddy water.

He obviously didn't need to be involved in this troublesome matter.

"Besides this, there is one more thing." This time, Rokudo Mukuro turned his head to look at Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"I also saw the Vongola emblem in the organization's factory."

****

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed with a layer of golden red glow. Several young children chase each other and run along the street, leaving behind crisp laughter.

The shadows of several young men were reflected on the street. They left the hospital and walked towards home, but the atmosphere was strangely silent.

"The emblem of the Vongola." These words echoed in Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.

He suddenly understood why Rokudo Mukuro's attitude suddenly became cold and resentful when he found out that he was the heir of Vongola.

"Part of the Vongola's forces are cooperating with the organization regarding illegal drugs and human experiments." Several thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Byran and the organization cooperated for the sake of Xiaoyu-ge, and the purpose of the cooperation between Vongola and the organization is..."

"Is it me?"

Just as he thought of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi saw Mo Shiyu, who was a few steps ahead of him, walk into a small store and take out several bags of chocolate, flour, eggs, strawberries, grapes, shrimp, vegetables, beef, and other foods, "..."

"Brother Xiaoyu," Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes slowly turned into dead fish eyes, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to prepare a big meal in my shop tomorrow, including hot pot and desserts. Remember to come and eat." Mo Shiyu shook his finger at him happily. "Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

"...No way! Are you serious!" Sawada Tsunayoshi cried out in anger, "Putting aside the issue of painting style, can you cook??"

The piglet who relies on him to bring food every day and either eats or sleeps actually has to cook?

"Of course I can." Mo Shiyu snorted, "There's a difference between laziness and food - this time I'll let you taste my cooking skills."

"Ahaha." Yamamoto Takeshi laughed, "That's really funny."

Gokudera Hayato silently looked away, "I really don't understand why so many people are obsessed with this guy. He's obviously just an idiot."

Mo Shiyu bought a lot of food, and the heavy mood of several teenagers was interrupted by this shopping behavior.

"I say, what's the point of putting milk in hot pot?" Hayato Gokudera asked doubtfully.

"Malatang, you didn't know Neon is so popular?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...It's popular in your world, right? It's popular in your world, right? Kuso!"

"Hahaha, it turns out that Tokiyu-san is an alien!" This is the young boy Yamamoto.

It was in such an atmosphere that Mo Shiyu returned home.