The silver-haired young man - or to use his more popular code name - Gin stared at the otaku in front of him, whose legs were shaky but who was still holding up pinkpink's comics.
If looks could kill, this otaku would have died a thousand and eight hundred times by now.
However, even the omnipotent Gin cannot yet look at a shark with her eyes.
Before he was about to make the next move, a young man with semi-long black hair suddenly appeared from behind him.
"Wow, I didn't realize you're quite popular."
The other person was leaning against him with a smile, and although it seemed that the two of them were very close, only they knew each other that it was actually the young man who sneaked over and pressed Gin's restless claws back.
"Don't move, Gin." He lowered his voice and said seriously, "You don't want your plan to fail, do you?"
The young man with silver hair and green eyes glanced at him and sneered disdainfully.
But he put his hand back obediently and stroked the cigarette box, trying to offset some of his irritability.
After hastily stopping the guy who had finally bleached his skin from turning dark again, the young man, Kenji Hagiwara, had time to observe what was happening.
You don’t know until you see it. As soon as he saw the cover, he couldn’t recognize it and burst out laughing.
"puff……"
Gin was about to take out a cigarette box from her bag when she tightened her hand, causing the black seven-star box to slump down, with the upper part bending at a forty-five degree angle.
He sneered at Hagiwara Kenji who was making a mocking sound.
However, the glare that was extremely oppressive at the beginning became less powerful in this situation. Hagiwara Kenji tried hard to hold back his smile but still couldn't do it. He could only hold the other person's shoulders and cover his stomach, and apologized in Gin's disgusted gaze.
“Sorry, sorry. I’ve received professional training. Normally, I don’t laugh.” His gaze fell on the otaku who raised his head for no apparent reason, with the book reappearing in his sight. Then, his gaze returned to the proud young lady with long silver hair on the book. He couldn’t help but chuckle again, “Unless I can’t help it…hahahahahahaha.”
The fearless Officer Hagiwara let out an earth-shattering laugh.
Gin crushed the seven stars in his hand completely.
Without paying any attention to the otaku who had turned into a dot-eyed otaku, he grabbed Hagiwara Kenji's claws and started beating him violently.
"Hey, hey, why are you hitting me without even saying anything... Hey Kurosawa! Don't go too far... Don't hit me in the face, don't hit me in the face. Your face is very important quq."
The otaku holding the comic looked down at the beautiful, cute, and arrogant Miss Kotoko, who was extremely powerful, then looked up at the silver-haired young man who was beating up (?) his colleague, and remained silent for a long time.
Behind him, the subordinate who had been waiting behind the young master to pick up the two people from the Metropolitan Police Department stepped forward.
"Young Master?"
The otaku shook his head to indicate that he was fine, and looked at Gin with even more sparkling eyes.
——It must be Miss Kotoko, it must be Miss Kotoko’s counterpart!! Dad! He found Miss Kotoko!!!
“A-choo!”
On the tallest building in Yokohama, a man in a suit and tie sneezed.
He wiped his nose and touched the top of his head with lingering fear - the sneeze just now was too loud, and he felt that his wig seemed to move a little, then he looked at the young man sitting opposite him.
He was a man with short black hair, and his dark red pupils were hidden in the darkness with a hint of purple, giving him a unique and mysterious feeling.
This is the ruler of Yokohama, a leader in the dark night that even the government officials have to temporarily retreat to avoid his edge.
Ever since he came to Yokohama, the other party's name has been ringing in his ears. It is said that this is only now. The peak of the Port Mafia led by the other party was earlier. However, since something happened and someone died, the power of the Port Mafia has shrunk a lot.
However, despite this, it is still the strongest in Yokohama.
Outside the forest.
He silently recited the other person's name and suddenly smiled in a flattering manner.
"Chief Sen," he rubbed his hands, "I have followed your instructions and will go to pick up the cops today. Please rest assured that we will follow your will and let the cops see what you want them to see."
The leader, who looked very gentle, crossed his legs and smiled faintly.
"Thank you very much." He picked up the chess piece with one hand, gently pushed down the opponent's king, and said with a casual smile, "Checkmate."
In the same city, Nakahara Chuuya, who had also received information from the Metropolitan Police Department that the cops had arrived, waved his hand and asked his subordinate who delivered the information to leave.
"What do you think they are here for?" he asked another person in the room, waving his hand.
He was a young man with a very immature look, and his expression was naive, which had nothing to do with mafia or anything like that.
As for his professional ability, it is indeed worrying. He is clumsy at times. If it weren't for the leader Nakahara Chuuya's attention, he would probably have been working at the bottom for the rest of his life.
However, he was lucky. The day after he joined the organization "Sheep", he was noticed by the leader and was asked to be the leader's direct subordinate. By the way, when he officially "met" the leader Nakahara Chuuya, he even thought that the other party was just a cadre.
At this moment, hearing his question, the young man raised his head suddenly and shrank like a frightened deer.
"Well, this..."
Wuwuwu, is he here to save him? He just heard it, that [dangerous guy with long silver hair] must be Instructor Kurosawa, right? Instructor Wuwuwuwuwuwu, he will never secretly complain about you with his peers again, Wuwuwu.
There were so many thoughts in his mind, but he still had to bite the bullet and give an answer to his boss.
The young man with short chestnut hair - a color that could easily be seen as brown under the warm yellow light - blinked and rubbed his cheek in confusion.
"Maybe... are you here for tourism?"
This perfunctory and poor answer did not make the leader look unhappy.
On the contrary, for some reason, the other party stared at him for a long time and suddenly smiled.
"Really?" He waved his hand, his black leather gloves reflecting the light. "You go down first."
“Yes… yes.”
The young man left, not knowing what was going on.
Nakahara Chuuya sat in his chair with his hands crossed in front of him, looking at the chestnut-haired young man's nonsensical answer just now, but the person he thought of was another person who would occasionally show such an expression and say similar nonsensical words.
He lowered his eyes, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his beautiful blue eyes, which looked like the highlight of an auction.
However, no matter how similar they are, even if they can be cloned into an identical person, they are not him.
To be honest, it's just like drinking poison to quench thirst.
Thinking of this, there is a bit of sad sadness in that warmth.
…
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his eyes and saw a ceiling that was not familiar to him.
He blinked his eyes, and his memory slowly recalled in his mind, from waking up under this ceiling to being visited by Awu and Reborn, to fighting with Reborn in bed in the middle of the night. He slowly turned over and buried himself in the pillow.
"Knock."
There was a slight knock on the door.
Tsukichi Sawada buried himself in the pillow and pretended to be dead, as if nothing had happened.
But the person outside the door was probably very familiar with him. After waiting for a while, when Sawada Tsunayoshi was about to suffocate himself, he knocked on the door gently again.
"The Tenth Generation?"
Is it... Hayato?
Sawada Tsunayoshi freed himself from the pillow, looked left and right, and had no choice but to jump over and open the door by himself.
As a normal mature man, opening the door is a perfectly normal action for Tsunayoshi Sawada.
Just reach out, gently push the door handle down, then pull back and the door will open.
But for a baby, Tsunayoshi Sawada, this became a big problem.
He stood at the end of the bed and thought for a while. When the people outside the door began to have paranoia that his tenth generation had disappeared again, he took a step back slightly, let out a "hey", and jumped towards the door.
The baby's two paws grabbed the door handle, exerted a little force, and pushed the door handle down with his own weight.
Sure enough, because there was still the weight of a cub, the door opened inwards.
The young man with short silver hair had taken many deep breaths and borrowed the bathroom of Dr. Agasa's house. He practiced smiling many times in the other party's surprised gaze, preparing to show the most perfect smile the first moment he saw the Judaime.
However, at this moment, the smile that had been frozen on his face when he walked out of the bathroom froze.
Jigokudera Hayato quickly scanned the area but failed to find his tenth generation brother, and couldn't help but shout out again in confusion.
"...The Tenth Generation?"
The doorknob made a slight noise.
Hayato Jigokudera hesitated for a moment, said "Excuse me," and stepped into the room that temporarily belonged to Tsunayoshi Sawada.
Then, on the door handle behind the door, a small tenth-generation creature was found.
The brown-haired baby grabbed the door handle with both hands, looked up and saw his trusted partner, and smiled softly.
Insufficient blood supply!
Tenth generation, so cute!
A huge wave of shock surged in my heart.
But ten years later, Hayato Jigokudera, who has a relatively good ability to manage his image, did not show any sign on his face. He acted as if he and Tsunayoshi Sawada had always been like this. He naturally saved the other from the door handle, asked gently whether the other had washed up, and then respectfully escorted the cub to the bathroom.
The tenth generation Vongola was so young that he could barely stand on the sink.
The children's toothpaste I bought when I was shopping in the supermarket with Mao Lilan yesterday was squeezed neatly onto the toothbrush by Jigokudera Hayabusa. I could smell the orange scent before I even got close to it.
Tsunayoshi Sawada took the toothbrush that was handed to him with some discomfort, whispered "thank you" - and then did not pick up the toothbrush.
He looked at Jigokudera Hayato's claws in confusion, then looked up at the other party. The young man with silver hair and green eyes leaned down slightly so that his eyes could be on the same level as the little Judaime.
"Tenth generation..." He showed an embarrassment, which made Sawada Tsunayoshi a little nervous... Did something happen?
"Tenth Generation, do you really not need me to brush your teeth for you?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi guessed many possibilities in his heart, but he didn't guess this one, and his face turned cold for a moment.
"No, thank you."
The big silver-haired dog, with a big tail swaying behind it, lowered its tail in disappointment.
But it doesn't matter, there are still plenty of other things for him to do.
He lowered his eyes and stared behind the Judaime who was rinsing his mouth.
Tsunayoshi Sawada shuddered, as if he was being stared at by some large wild beast.
After a while, Jigokudera Hayato was heard speaking in a deep voice.
"So, Judaime, do you need me to change your diaper?"
"puff--"
It was the sound of mouthwash almost spurting out.
The silver-haired young man pretended not to notice the leader's rude behavior and lowered his head slightly. He didn't know when he put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and held a book in his hands.
"Don't worry, Tenth Generation, I have already understood everything in detail and will definitely give you the ultimate experience!"
What is the ultimate experience?
Sawada Tsunayoshi took the handkerchief handed to him and wiped his mouth, then said speechlessly: "Are you a pervert?"
Are you a pervert?
[Are you a pervert? ]
Under normal circumstances, Otz's words would have made him cry bitterly, but when Jigokudera Hayato heard them, he almost immediately hallucinated the man he met last night.
The young man's emerald eyes dimmed, and in the end the opponent escaped... But he was more than 90% sure that he was not mistaken about that voice.
--Really?
After all, he hadn't heard the voice of the Judaime for a long time - he meant the voice of an adult, normal-aged Judaime.
So it is not impossible that something might go wrong.
But when he thought about how he couldn't even get the tenth generation's voice and tone right, Jigokudera Hayato felt the urge to commit seppuku to apologize.
His face was half pale and confused for a while, then he suddenly clasped the tenth generation's small paw with both hands and bowed 90 degrees in front of the other party.
"Please, scold me like this again!" the young man with short silver hair shouted.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “Huh?”
Hayato Jigokudera lowered his head even lower, but to confirm whether that voice - the voice used by that man as a text message alert tone was the voice of the Judaime, in addition to the voice line, he could also identify it by the tone of voice. So...
"Please call me a pervert once more." The silver-haired, green-eyed young man stared at his leader with burning eyes, "This is the request of my lifetime... Please, Judaime!"
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