Tsunayoshi Sawada completed his caring and comforting activities to prove that he was still alive before the time was up.
Almost at the moment when Varian's combat captain snorted and closed the camera cover, it shrank to the size of a cub with a bang.
Fortunately, this ability to grow bigger or smaller was some kind of magic from the world's consciousness, and the clothes on his body would change with the changes in his body, so the Vongola Godfather didn't end up running naked on the spot.
It’s just that the young man who was originally sitting on the chair as if he was sitting on a throne became cute after shrinking. His small body sunken in the soft seat looked as cute as the dolls in the street claw machine.
It is said that at the annual meeting of Vongola two years ago, the idle guys in the administrative department set up a claw machine with a miniature figure of the Tenth Generation and placed it at the annual meeting venue.
Originally, they just wanted to try it out to see if it would be popular, but in the end, they found that they underestimated the love that the Vongola members had for the leader. From the first person who stepped into the venue, the Vongola claw machine became the Vongola magnet in the venue, attracting everyone firmly. A group of elites who can go to the battlefield and the kitchen lined up obediently, waiting in an orderly manner, one person at a time, to catch a leader doll.
But at the same time, they also underestimated the ugly appearance of the Vongola Storm Guardian - as soon as the Storm Guardian accompanying the leader arrived, the claw machine was confiscated by the terrible boss.
The Vongola members who were lucky enough to catch the leader doll felt a chill in their hearts, and quickly and secretly hid the leader doll covered with a small cloak behind their bodies.
Although he did not participate, this childlike activity was still able to attract other people in Varian.
Squalo just remembered that Marmon and Bell were standing in the queue stealthily. Since one of them was an illusionist, they were able to take advantage of the situation and catch more fish. In the end, one of them came back with a Chihuahua named Tsuna Sawada. It was impossible to tell what the two guys were feeling from their faces, as only the lower half of their faces could be seen.
Therefore, he had also seen the Vongola Tenth Generation Leader doll being sold at an almost sky-high price on the Vongola internal forum.
At this moment, the cub Tsongji, who was sitting obediently on the red cushion, almost had a hallucination of the leader doll that he never saw again.
It is said that the black cape found in a high-end doll making shop is not quite the same as the one the Godfather wears on a daily basis. Although we tried our best to piece it together to make it look almost the same, there are still some differences in the details.
After all, these are high-end clothes made for dolls, and they look much more gorgeous than those worn by humans. Even though they have removed those unnecessary lace, small hats, and accessories like red roses, leaving only the golden tassels and the sapphires taken from the King of Sheep, they still look much more advanced than the chief doll for no reason.
Speaking of the cloak that originally belonged to Sawada Tsunayoshi...well, it is the ancestral cloak of their Vongola family after all, so it is much better than this thing.
After thinking about all sorts of things, Squalo looked at the useless Boss who stood up crookedly. He felt disgusted in his heart, but he walked over honestly and picked him up.
Then he smacked his lips in disgust.
"You're only three pounds and two ounces now," said Squalo, the captain of Varian's combat unit, who was always a little bit mean. "I can kill ten of you with one blow."
Sawada Tsunayoshi hung in mid-air, facing the other person, and blinked.
"Feel sorry?"
He can also say sorry one by one... Oh no, ten with one knife.
What the hell is Sciva?
Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his legs.
"A little bit..." He kept smiling as he spoke, his soul already gushed out of his mouth, "... eh."
Grass.
Why didn’t you tell me earlier?
Squalo quickly changed his posture, holding the kid in his arms a little awkwardly, and began to recall the technique that Yamamoto Takeshi had "taught" him before. When he was fumbling to adjust, Sawada Tsuneyoshi saw his kind father (ps. he has the same face as his ancestor) smiling at him. It was not until Sawada Tsuneyoshi, who thought he was going to be strangled to death, lay on his shoulder with an expression of "I'm saved" that they both relaxed.
They both exhaled at the same time.
Squalo didn't think this posture was bad either, he maintained the posture with a baby on his shoulders a little stiffly, his long silver hair was pulled to the other side for the safety of both parties - to be honest, this made him look not like Squalo, but rather like the "Mrs. Squalo" (Hey) that Lucelia had imagined.
Squalo threw the disgusting thoughts out of his mind, but he didn't continue to hold the kid by the scruff of the neck. Damn, when has the leader of their Vongola ever been so fragile?
I get angry whenever I think about it.
Obviously, Reborn is also a little kid.
Sawada hesitated to speak. Actually, it was just that Squalo made his brain very weak. Tsunayoshi: ...
He sighed quietly.
Fortunately, Squalo had already pushed open the door.
The two brothers who had been waiting at the door and were showing affection (?) turned their heads at the same time, causing Squalo to draw his sword almost unconsciously.
"Okay, please leave me alone with them for a while."
Sawada Tsunayoshi said at the right time, "Don't worry, Wei Erlan and Nakaya are both trustworthy people, I will be fine."
Squalo thought to himself, who told you that I was worried about you?
If anything happens to your family in this damn place, then their boss can still inherit the Vongola naturally... Anyway, there are no other heirs now, so don't be too obsessed with the blood relationship.
Although his mind was full of mixed thoughts, on his face he still looked very reliable and indifferent, and he just responded indifferently when he heard this.
"Oh." He picked up the cub again and threw it towards the two brothers before they felt uncomfortable.
"Whatever you want."
He said this nonchalantly, and when he threw the kid over, he saw two guys whose faces didn't look too similar but whose hairstyles were somewhat similar. He couldn't help but imagine that Tsunayoshi Sawada also had a similar hairstyle.
Never mind. It's good like this now.
As he moved, the ochre-haired young man became flustered, losing his composure for a rare time. He hastily grabbed Sawada Tsunayoshi, looked up unhappily and was about to curse him, but he only saw the back of the silver-haired man.
He couldn't help but let out a breath.
"Really, this Scuaro family."
The young man, who had become familiar with the other party through fighting and exchanging photos of Sawada Tsunayoshi (Sawada Tsunayoshi:???), muttered something, and then calmed down because the cub in his hands stretched out its paw and patted him.
Before he raised his head, he saw the other person exert force with his feet, and the next second he stepped on his head, and then jumped into the hands of Weilan who was prepared.
Nakahara Chuuya: ???
"Hey, hey, this is too much." The young man stood up and put his hands on his waist to express his dissatisfaction.
The cub in the black cloak looked like an evil villain, relying on the fact that he was the person with the most say (probably) in the family to start aiding and abetting the evil, and he was just short of putting his hands on his hips and laughing.
A pleasant and joyful atmosphere enveloped the three of them.
The black-haired young man heard the noise outside through the door, quietly opened the door and observed the people outside with an envious look on his face.
"That's great." He murmured. During this time, he had perfectly found reasons and excuses for his resurrected predecessor, and had very talentedly achieved a logical closure. Now, in addition to the respect and love he always had, the look he looked at his predecessor also contained a bit of imperceptible pity.
Senior... it must be very hard for you to crawl back from hell (not really).
The black-haired young man shook his head and sighed.
Even though he was still very excited, he even gave his little senior a lift when no one was around and took a photo of the two of them. By confirming the other person's existence in this way and that, he managed to save himself from the initial ecstasy and chaotic emotions.
No matter what the senior is like now or what happened, as long as he comes back, it will be fine.
Hagihara Kenji thought very differently.
He silently moved his feet, unable to ignore the chill coming from behind.
——However, there seems to be someone here who has a different opinion.
He tried to use his body to stand between his senior and the guy behind him. Although he was not someone who had personally experienced the various grievances between the two, he had more or less gotten to know Kurosawa Jin over the years, so he could probably guess that the other person was definitely not himself.
On the contrary, according to Kurosawa Jin - or Gin's personality, it might be possible that his predecessor would go back to where he came from.
If you come from hell, then just lie back in hell.
or something like that.
Thinking of this possibility, Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help but sweat a little.
He prayed that he could serve as a barrier between the two men, even if it meant being killed by Kurosawa Jin's gaze.
Then I saw the cub, who was originally a family of three and was having a lot of fun (eh), looked up at me.
Kenji Hagiwara felt himself stiffening.
...No, he can still fight back, really...Senior, please receive his telepathic signal!
However, no matter how hard he squeezed his eyes, his dear senior still failed to receive his signal. Hagiwara Kenji looked at his senior in despair. His originally playful expression faded, and after a while, he revealed a complex and helpless smile.
Even after being together for such a long time, I can still feel the cold air lingering behind him.
Without looking back, Hagiwara Kenji knew that it must be Kurosawa Jin standing behind him.
He closed his eyes in pain.
Finished.
…
…
Unlike the bloody storm that the increasingly adorable back (Higawara:?) had expected, when Sawada Tsunayoshi and Gin faced each other again, both of them were surprisingly calm.
The other person seemed to have changed a lot while he was away. The hat that he never took off was discarded by his owner at some point, and his long hair that was once loose was now tied up. He no longer looked like Gin, but rather like his brother from the same father and mother.
How strange.
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but think.
He could feel Gin looking at him as well.
The cold, very Gin-like gaze lingering on him could easily make people feel like they were walking on thin ice.
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but feel guilty.
Leaving is real, death is also real. Although I reappeared in front of my old friends, it was also because I crawled back from the other side of death.
So logically speaking, I shouldn't feel that guilty.
However, when Gin looked at him with a cold, emotionless gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but feel guilty.
It's really a ghost.
He thought, and suddenly didn't know what expression to put on.
The Kurosawa Group took the lead.
He raised his gun.
The muzzle of the Black Organization killer's gun was placed on Tsunayoshi Sawada's forehead. The place where the dangerous and charming fire once flashed was now only a ball of soft brown hair, looking as harmless as Tsunayoshi Sawada himself.
But Kurosawa Jin no longer regards this guy as a "harmless" person.
He curled the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly.
"The prison? Squalo?"
He still remembered Sawada Tsunayoshi's initial lame lie.
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked.
Before he could even finish his explanation, the man had already pulled the trigger.
"Bang."
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