The strange memory makes Sawada Tsunayoshi have hallucinations of the overbearing CEO in the TV series about mental disabilities that he watched with his mother before.
But this memory came and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the feeling of being in the other person's arms.
Oh, still by four hands.
That strange domineering smell suddenly disappeared, and then turned into a stupid smell that came from nowhere.
What is this thing called my people?
The Godfather pulled his hair and squatted down, revealing a painful expression. Didn't anyone teach that guy to use slightly more serious words? If Reborn heard this kind of words, they would both have to run around the Vongola naked|running circle to apologize!
——But there really isn’t.
After all, Ryomen Sukuna - according to his own wishes and his own memory so far, Sawada Tsunayoshi temporarily calls him that - has lived in the mountains since he was a child.
Since he was born with four hands and four eyes, Ryomen Sukuna was abandoned almost from birth.
The "parents" who cradle him throw Ryomen Sukuna, who can't speak yet and can only cry, into the ruins of the battlefield, probably intending to let this sinful child be carried away and eaten by jackals or eagles in the wild like a rotten corpse. However, not only is this child not eaten, but he survived and grew up freely and wildly in the mountains.
Whether it was just his habit or not, his choice of words was naturally not as refined as that of the noblemen in Heian-kyō.
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know when and in what state he was in the same body with Ryomen Sukuna, but if they had been in the same body since birth, he probably wouldn't have allowed Ryomen Sukuna to grow up so freely... However, given the degree of his memory loss in this world, it's possible that he also had no memory like a baby at that time.
However, when he thought about what would happen if he ever said "I" or "Your Excellency", Tsunayoshi Sawada felt strange.
"I am the strongest, fall in love with me..." The Godfather, who was squatting on the ground, tried to say it, and then covered his face in shame, "It really doesn't work. How can someone say such words naturally!"
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He said that he had returned to the cursed spirit's side, but because of the influence of Ryomen Sukuna's finger on his body, it was temporarily difficult for him to return to Yuta's side...ah, come to think of it, he hasn't told Yuta about this yet.
After looking around furtively and seeing no cursed spirit, Sawada Tsunayoshi reached for his cell phone, thought for a moment and called out, "Real person."
Then the blue-headed cursed spirit really jumped out from the corner.
"Are you looking for me?"
The bear curse spirit is really a strange creature.
As he thought about it, Tsunayoshi Sawada took out his wallet which was placed together with his cell phone and pulled out two bills from it.
"Can you go get me a bottle of soda?"
The blue-haired cursed spirit let out a drawn-out “Eh——”
"Is this what you called me out to do?" He frowned and reluctantly took the paper money from Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand - but does the cursed spirit need banknotes to "buy" things?
He said meaningfully, "Is there something bad you're going to do behind my back?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled.
"Yeah." He curled his eyes, "Because I left in a hurry with you, and I haven't told Mrs. Yu that I won't be back tonight."
His smile was like he was wearing a mask.
The real person paused and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with some surprise.
"You're surprisingly frank," he said. "I should have been suspicious of your frankness."
Sawada Tsunayoshi continued to smile at the right time to make himself look more honest.
"What do you suspect?"
Master Zhuling stroked his chin and thought for a long time before finally finding a suitable adjective.
"That one." He gestured. "Have you seen the dead-beep-god?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “?”
Real person: "There is a very interesting character in it, just like you, a brown-haired guy with a smile all the time."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “?”
The blue-gray-haired humanoid cursed spirit narrowed its eyes and "imitated" the smile that Tsunayoshi Sawada had just shown.
"It's like this," he said. "Although everyone thinks he's a good god of death, there are also idiots who are deceived by him and think he's a good teacher who can be trusted, but he's actually a villain."
The real person asked, "You too?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked, not at all moved by his words. Instead, he touched his chin and hummed.
"That's an interesting suggestion." He said so, knowing that the other party's thoughts had been disturbed by him, and did not give a direct answer, but just curled his eyes, "Well, who knows~"
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The lives of the cursed spirits did not change much with the addition of Tsunayoshi Sawada.
They are not human beings, and do not need to eat or sleep. Time and companions are essentially meaningless to them. If I must say something, it is that they have gone from having only three cursed spirits so they could only play poker to having four cursed spirits so they can play mahjong.
"Seven."
"Ninety thousand."
"Hey, I think I made a mistake accidentally."
——So, this is why the four cursed spirits got together to play mahjong in the middle of the night.
Mahjong was brought back by real people.
The cursed spirit that was ordered by Tsunayoshi Sawada to buy soda didn't bring him any soda. Instead, it found a mahjong machine from somewhere and brought it back with a smile.
After confirming with a heavy heart that it had not been discovered by humans, especially the sorcerers among humans, Louhu squatted down with Zhenren and began to study this thing that was said to be very popular among humans.
"I have seen noble ladies playing with this thing before..."
But that was who knows how many years ago.
Not to mention Hua Yu.
Then a steaming head with a towel on top passed them.
After washing up and preparing to go to bed, the Godfather saw the machine and said inadvertently: "Isn't this a mahjong machine? Why is there such a thing here?"
The five eyes of the three cursed spirits looked over at the same time.
"Do you know what this thing is?" Louhu asked dryly.
The real person came over like a monkey (?) and blocked the Godfather's way tightly: "Let's play mahjong together!"
Hua Yu was silent for a moment, staring at Sawada Tsunayoshi.
What he said was in another language, but when it reached my ears, it was automatically translated into the content I wanted to convey, so the general content was...
Outline, boring, mahjong (not).
Tsunayoshi Sawada was half-pushed and half-sent to the mahjong table. When the sound of the tiles being cleaned in the mahjong machine was heard, he felt a vague sense of familiarity.
Thanks to that finger, his memory of his college days was clearer, so when he saw the mahjong machine, he inevitably recalled some of his memories of it.
Things like mahjong machines should not appear in a sacred place like a school.
But there is Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru in the school. If the two of them get together, they can even move Mount Fuji into the school.
Not to mention a mere mahjong machine.
At that time, the original entertainment activities became less suitable due to the addition of a curse teacher.
The games that boys like are generally two-player games, and there are few games that support more than three players.
Normally, the two of them and Ieiri Shoko would get together to play poker. Winning or losing money was not important. What was more important was the note stuck on the faces of the strongest players. For this reason, Sawada Tsunayoshi and Ieiri Shoko exchanged glances many times until they were separated by the two angry and defeated strongest players and they were not allowed to exchange glances.
But even so, Sawada Tsunayoshi still won more times. The only one who could compete with him was probably Gojo Satoru - but the latter basically relied on his calculation ability, while the Godfather relied on luck and his super intuition that he was proud of.
When Reborn first threw him into the casino for training, Tsunayoshi Sawada also relied on these two things.
The super intuition inherited from the Vongola ancestors is actually an incredible skill.
Most people have this kind of intuition that something is destined, but for something as obvious and accurate as the Vongola bloodline, it must be favored by the world consciousness.
And luck is even more so.
Tsunayoshi Sawada always thought he was a lucky guy.
Otherwise, how could I meet so many relatives, friends and partners in my originally mediocre and useless life, and rescue me from the boring and miserable life that I could see the end of at a glance.
So with these two magic weapons, Tsunayoshi Sawada was once domineering in the casino. Even if the dealer deliberately made changes, he could still win a lot of money - and then he was "invited" to be a guest by the big boss behind the casino.
But can he control this? He doesn't want to win like this... but Reborn made him do this!
He even said something like "If you lose a game, you have to swim in the Sanzu River", leaving no room for retreat.
The tenth generation, who had grown up by then, was grumbling while tying up his boss and his subordinates who had been knocked down by him into dumplings. He sat on their "corpses" and muttered to his tutor on the phone, complaining that the other party was really going too far this time.
Scattered memories kept replaying in his mind. Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the cards, thought for a moment, and then spread out the card he had just touched.
"Sorry, I messed up again."
He smiled. The three guys opposite him all had pieces of paper stuck on their faces to varying degrees, especially Louhu's face. His eyes were covered with paper, leaving only half of them, but he was trying hard to keep his eyes wide open.
The real person was about to slam the table and ask if you guys were cheating - in fact, they had changed seats for several rounds, and now Sawada Tsunayoshi was sitting to the right of his original seat. After changing again, he returned to his original position.
Facing the accusations of the young cursed spirit, the Godfather maintained a slight smile and remained unmoved.
He was a gambler taught by Reborn, how could he lose?
Just as the cursed spirits were in a stalemate, someone knocked on the window frame.
"Since Zhenren-kun doesn't want to play anymore, how about letting me do it?"
Except for Sawada Tsunayoshi, none of the four cursed spirits noticed the arrival of the person, and they all went over to wait.
Under the stares of the cursed spirits, a young man wearing a gray-green striped kimono, with long black hair and only one eye open, sat on the window frame. There was clearly nothing outside the window, but when this person sat on the window frame, flower petals fluttered automatically without wind.
Looking at the stunned cursed spirits, the young man curled the corners of his lips gently.
"Your buddies look silly."
His gaze passed over the cursed spirits and fell on the only brown-haired cursed spirit who did not have a sticker on his face.
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and started the conversation skillfully.
"Forgive them. After all, not all cursed spirits... oh no, monsters!!, are as smart as you."
The other person smiled on his handsome face, chuckled softly, and tilted his head with interest.
"You really look like someone who wants to ask a demon for help," he said. "Even your mouth looks like it's covered in honey. That's really unlike you."
Sawada Tsunayoshi also showed a helpless expression.
"Yes," he said helplessly, "After all, I have something to ask of you, so of course I have to flatter the general of the Nura Group."
Only then did the cursed spirits react.
"Wait, wait!"
Louhu inserted himself between the two people, jumping around to make his presence felt.
"What is this guy?" His only eye rolled around, and he felt an extremely strong and dangerous aura from the black-haired young man... but it didn't seem like cursed power, but something else with the same yet different origin.
He observed the young man warily and captured the key words from his previous conversation with Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"The general of the Nura clan... could it be..."
"Oh my, that's my fault."
The young man jumped down from the windowsill, and the yellow petals behind him were brought into the room with his movements, clearly showing his presence and stimulating the nerves of the three cursed spirits.
He took two steps forward, then stopped in the face of the cursed spirits' vigilant movements and gazes, maintaining a reasonable distance.
"I (おれ) am Nura Koiban."
He spoke in a gentle voice, dignified and elegant, yet with an indescribable dominance, which was the confidence and aura of the "Lord of a Hundred Demons".
The young man's golden eyes scanned the three cursed spirits and finally fell on a friend who had called him. The sharp gentleness in his eyes suddenly softened a lot when their eyes met, turning into a gentle and playful look.
"Who wants to watch my Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, huh? Tsunayoshi." He jumped in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi in two or three steps, and the feather cloth he was wearing folded lightly in the air like a butterfly flying in the night.
The young man pinched the chin of the young man who was sitting obediently on the bench, smiled slightly frivolously, and his golden eyes were full of smiles, "Are you finally ready to drink the wedding wine with me?"
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