Tsunayoshi Sawada saw a fog.
He stood in the dark mist, not knowing where he came from or where he was going. He didn't even want to lift his feet, and was unwilling to walk into the dark mist.
But something seemed to be staring at him in the dark mist.
Always and always staring at him, a red light flashed in the black mist, staring straight in his direction.
"Bang!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his eyes in a flash.
What comes into view is the familiar ceiling.
He had slept under a ceiling like this for nearly ten years. Sawada Tsunayoshi slowly sat up and subconsciously glanced out the window.
Smoke was rising not far from the window, and he racked his brains until he found the corresponding scene.
——There was another explosion in Dr. Agasa’s house.
Only then did Sawada Tsunayoshi slowly recall what had happened.
After struggling with struggles and confusion on the way home, he finally couldn't resist the physiological habits of a baby and fell asleep on the way.
Maybe it's because Gin's shoulders are broad enough and he can walk steadily enough.
But he was put on the bed without knowing it and even fell into a deep sleep. This is outrageous.
The Godfather wrapped himself in his little blanket guiltily, thinking that it was a good thing Reborn didn't know about this, otherwise he would probably get kicked by the tutor again.
But think about it, it has been a long time since we last saw each other.
Although I know that the other party hurried back because he wanted to stabilize the situation in Italy, but doesn’t Dad still exist? At worst, didn’t I hear that the ninth generation grandfather has also come out?
Thinking of the latter having to come out of retirement to take care of things for him at such an old age, Tsunayoshi Sawada blushed.
When he just came back, he also had a short video conference with the other party. On both sides of the screen, there was a white-haired man and a baby. At first glance, they really looked like a grandfather and grandson, the kind that were closer than Xanxus.
The other party seemed to be very interested in his appearance, and after hearing that this was not a curse like the Rainbow Child, he felt relieved and looked at him with even more loving eyes through the screen.
"I've always dreamed of having a grandson one day." The gray-haired old man said with a smile, his eyes drifting out of the camera. Without having to think, Tsunayoshi Sawada knew it was most likely Xanxus.
In order to avoid being assassinated by the leader of the assassination unit when they meet again, Sawada Tsuneyoshi quickly pretended that the signal was bad and hung up the video (Hello).
Looking back now, it still seems like a disaster.
He couldn't help but sigh.
There was a slight movement in the darkness.
Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head and looked over.
He originally thought that they were members of the Vongola - the sound of their breathing and the feeling didn't seem like theirs, and based on his trust in his partners, he thought they wouldn't be assassins.
If the person makes a sound, it could be that he or she is trying to attract your attention, or it could be that he or she is a rookie.
Mostly the latter.
Thinking of this, he showed an inclusive smile - although on his baby's face it only made him look more obedient and adorable - and waited for the other party to get himself ready.
However, perhaps bewitched by the leader's smile, the other party walked out from the darkness.
Long black hair and red eyes.
He seemed to have lost a lot of weight compared to when they separated, his face was pale, and his cheekbones were vaguely visible.
But the red pupils emitted a hot light.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned for a moment.
"Novan."
He called out the other person's name.
The man, who seemed to have been walking on the sandbar for years, fell down beside his bed with a thud.
"Boss."
Novan raised his head and looked at his young child passionately and sincerely. His empty pupils were once again filled with his destined master.
Even though his body had shrunk, Boss was still the same in his eyes.
Novan Dutch came to this conclusion the moment he saw his leader open his eyes.
He was wise and great, and he discovered himself almost immediately, which was not unexpected to Novak.
It's just a little bit regrettable.
——For example, the Boss couldn't find him.
This is not some hide-and-seek mentality.
It just means that if the boss can't even find a mere one, it means that the boss has lost the ability to protect himself.
Then it is necessary to protect the Boss closely.
When he thought about the fact that he could hold the little in his hands and hide her forever, even though he was disappointed that he could no longer be trampled under the feet of Boss like before, but just thinking about being able to hide Boss and never be separated from his dear &#, Novan couldn't help but breathe faster.
This naturally created a sound.
And when he looked at it, all those despicable and dark thoughts disappeared.
She was sitting on the soft mattress, even wearing funny-looking little dinosaur pajamas, her soft brown hair was a little messy, one strand was even sticking out.
The light from the window shone only around him, creating a unique miracle in Novan's eyes and mind.
He was purified.
The dark thoughts of wanting to monopolize the person in front of him and cherish him forever were exposed under those clear eyes that seemed to see through everything.
But Novan did not hide, because he knew that even if the leader knew that he had such a rebellious idea, he would still forgive him with tolerance.
Just like right now.
So he lowered his head.
"Boss."
Novan Dutch heard his own voice.
"Your loyal servant, your property, Novan Dutch."
There was no loss of control and excitement that he had imagined thousands of times in his mind. When he knelt on one knee in front of this man again, the hardness in his body seemed to soften again.
Be relaxed, be soft, and be soft again.
Only in this way can you gain the favor of the gods.
…
…
"Okay, Ka!"
The man's loud voice reached Andrea's ears.
Andrea started to act after noticing that the position belonging to Rambo Bovino began to move.
He heard the boss's voice from a Vongola member's phone, and just as he was wondering, he saw Rambo Bovino sneaking around.
Although he was not quite sure what happened, he followed the Vongola's Lightning Guardian from Italy to Japan based on some inferences and intuition, and secretly attached a tracker to the other party on the way.
Then it was time for him to reap the rewards.
Novan was so disappointing that he couldn't be contacted for some reason. Andrea was just confused for a moment, but then his ambition to monopolize the boss for a while outweighed the idea of shaking people. At this moment, after following Rambo, calling "A Gang" and running out of the dessert shop next door, and then stopping and going to another place in the opposite direction, he knew he had done it.
With great anxiety, Andrea drove his car following the last location of the tracker and arrived at a... movie city?
He sneaked in suspiciously.
Then, I saw Rambo dancing hula.
Hula dancing...Rambo?
The young man, who could more or less say that he had been through many battles, was stunned for a moment, and then he felt like he had been fooled.
Coincidentally, at this moment Rambo turned his head and found him, and exclaimed, "Huh".
"You're the... the Ender..."
The boy in the grass skirt pondered for a while, and suddenly realized, "That Ande Dongya!"
ANDREA:?
"Isn't that right?" Rambo scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then cautiously guessed, "Is that Andesia?"
Andrea clenched his fists silently.
“Hey, hey, let go! I just said your name wrong, right? Andrea! I know Andrea!!”
The two young men, who said they were not at odds but were similar in some ways, fought until they were out of breath before letting each other go.
"I say one, two, three, let's let go together...let go of my hair."
"I should be the one saying this, get off my face!"
"one two three!"
After they both let go, they quickly moved away from each other.
Rambo touched his hair painfully, feeling as if several strands had left his scalp forever.
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He glared at the guy opposite him.
"Why are you here?" he shouted. "Beep-- (silenced) Shouldn't the family's agent be busy with all sorts of things?"
After he finished speaking, he paused and showed a puzzled expression.
"Wait, what is a beep-family?"
When Andrea heard her family name from him, she looked at him as if he was a fool.
But Rambo could clearly feel that what he was talking about was indeed the "Beep--Family".
He said a few more words in disbelief, why is it always this "Bi—— family", with an expression as if he had eaten shit.
"I said, what have you been mumbling since the beginning?"
Andrea came over with his arms around his chest and raised his chin slightly. "Do you have any opinion about us?"
Inadvertently, the two people touched each other.
They were clearly pulling each other just now, but when they touched each other at this moment, they both felt like an electric shock (physics).
Rambo Bovino shook off the other person subconsciously and finally uttered the name.
"The Vongola... family?"
He slowly raised his head and looked into Andrea's eyes.
The other person's green eyes were bright, and after hearing him read it out, she raised her chin arrogantly.
"What's wrong?"
Rambo blinked.
"Don't you think there's something wrong?"
"Huh?" Andrea looked at him in confusion. "Is there something wrong with our family's name?"
Rambo spoke with difficulty.
"For example, do you remember what family I am from?"
Andrea answered as a matter of course: "Of course it's Vongola... Vongola?"
Rambo, wearing a grass skirt, nodded with difficulty and pointed at herself.
"Vongola," he said, pointing at the other party, "You too, Vongola."
The wheel of fate slowly began to turn again.
Far away in Italy, he stood behind a huge screen and looked at the waves on the screen. In front of him, several Vongola members were typing quickly on their computers. The most important ones were the two people on his left and right - Shoichi Irie and Johnny.
"Sure enough, the third world has begun to overlap." Irie Shoichi said, "The abnormalities of each world will return to normal when the third world overlaps and enters. At the same time, the shielding and balancing effects that the world consciousness has previously performed will also disappear."
He pressed the remote control, "For example, in World One, we experienced dozens of autumns and winters in just one year."
The picture shows countless snowfalls in Tokyo, Japan.
"For example, World 2, a chaotic parallel world - manifested as a world-class masterpiece that disappeared, and Mr. Dazai who has the memory of another world."
In the picture, the bleak bookshelf is filled with authors whose names you have hardly heard of and various tacky magazines.
"And World Three..."
Reborn touched Len and continued his words.
“It’s the soul.”
Irie Masami looked at him and pushed his glasses up calmly.
"Yes, it's the soul." He frowned, obviously worried about the upcoming other world, "But I don't know why it happened so suddenly."
After all, before this, it was only the first two worlds that were gradually merging.
Reborn hesitated for a moment.
"A-Jiang briefly returned to his original form," he said. "If I'm guessing correctly, that was a sign that the Curse he was carrying was weakening."
He stroked his pacifier, thoughtfully.
"Actually, I've been feeling a lot more relaxed lately." The orange pacifier looks no different from any other ordinary pacifier, but no one dares to underestimate it.
This is the symbol of the Rainbow Child.
This secret has been circulating in the other world. The seven strongest people in the world were chosen to suffer a curse and become babies. They became the world's Jinchūriki, carrying the world's past, present and future.
Their most notable features, apart from their bodies being transformed into babies after being cursed, are their pacifiers.
The pacifier sucks the life out of them, drawing energy from the strongest to nourish the world.
And now, as the Jinchūriki, the Rainbow Child said that he felt that his burden was much lighter.
Thinking about the other party's implication, Irie Shoichi was shocked.
"What will happen next?"
He couldn't help but murmur.
…
Japan, rice flower.
Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was held in Novan's palm (physics), finally touched the ground with his own feet.
Although the other party showed a subtle look of disappointment when he let him go - Tsunayoshi Sawada recalled the other party's words "I like the boss to look down on me", retracted his toes, and decided not to get used to him.
...Who would get used to their partner liking to be stepped on? Is that a pervert?
[Are you a pervert? Are you a pervert? ]
Sawada Tsunayoshi froze in place.
Seeing Novan take out his phone and start reading text messages, he couldn't help but cover his face, feeling weak for the first time in a long time. "..."?
"Tenth generation?" When he raised his eyes, Hayato Jikudera was looking at him worriedly, "Is there something wrong with the tenth generation?"
The other person's worry was so genuine that the wrinkles between his brows were so deep that they could almost pinch a mosquito.
He was probably working on his job and came out when he heard the noise.
So now she is still wearing glasses, and her short hair is tied into a cute little bun at the back of her head, which eliminates some of her cold and aloof feeling - although when she was in front of Tsunayoshi Sawada, the cold-faced elite did not have such a thing.
Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head, thought for a moment, and waved again.
Jigokudera Hayato didn't understand what was going on, but he obediently turned his head away.
"Tenth generation?" He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring his tenth generation.
Tsunayoshi Sawada stood on tiptoe, and the tail of the dinosaur pajamas moved with him, as if it was really his tail.
When the opponent's head was within his reach, Tsunayoshi Sawada reached out and poked it.
Place it on the other person's brow and rub it gently.
Jigokudera Hayato's eyes suddenly widened.
"The Tenth Generation..."
At the same time, there was a sound like the cell phone was broken.
Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled at him.
However, before he could say anything, he felt a vibration.
There was a vibration like an earthquake, but Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously looked at his ring.
——It’s not a Vongola ring, but a “gift” brought by Uni and Byakuran when they came to visit.
The originally gray ring suddenly regained its luster, and the moment Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at it, it suddenly burst into colorful light.
The last time he emitted a similar light was after Tsunayoshi Sawada said "Please give me a gift", and the colorful light enveloped him, restoring Tsunayoshi Sawada to his original appearance.
At this moment, a colorful halo surrounded the ring, trying to break through, but was trapped by the ring and kept colliding with it.
It will probably be broken through soon.
So when Jigokudera Hayato subconsciously picked up Sawada Tsunayoshi and ran out, the godfather who was pinched under his armpit raised his little hand and spoke at the critical moment.
“Please give me a gift.”
Hearing the leader's voice while running, Hayato Jigokudera looked down in surprise, and the next moment, colorful lights took away his vision.
…
A black beast appeared from the horizon, roaring and wanting to devour everything.
That is a super-special cursed spirit that was created when the world overlapped. After discovering the cursed spirit, the nearest sorcerer kept rushing in to try to destroy it, but they could only play a temporary role in stopping it.
"Gojo-sama? Is he here?!"
"It is said that they have been notified, but for now... who else is nearby?"
"Everyone who can come is here! And, and... and that guy!"
The sorcerers shouted at each other while restraining the cursed spirits, and after the last person spoke, there was a strange silence.
The next moment, golden light appeared in the air.
In this area where the "trap" has been set, only relevant personnel can enter.
The other person's human appearance had already revealed his natural stance. Several sorcerers looked at each other. Although they didn't know who knew this person, they knew that anyone who could help was a good person, so they tried their best to continue to restrain him.
The last memory is the sky full of flames.
The golden-red flames, which carried the power of purification, were brilliant and brilliant, and they smashed the huge black cursed spirit, scattering it into countless stars.
Perhaps because it was fire, one of the sorcerers reached out and touched the light spots and even felt a slight warmth.
The next moment, when he raised his head again, he could see nothing.
Gojo Satoru, who arrived in a hurry, frowned.
Almost at the same time as him arrived was Xia Youjie. The young man in monk's robe raised his head slightly, and the light fell on his cheek, like a kiss.
They arrived a step late, and all that remained in their eyes were the fluttering edges of that person's clothes and the familiar, warm and powerful cursed energy that was like the sun.
——That’s how it should have been.
But now, because of the green one-piece pajamas that the other was wearing, the two of them looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
"Dinosaurs save the world...?"
…
In Italy, Irie Shoichi and Johnny II widened their eyes.
"Although I had suspected this, I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly."
The man in the black suit stood up, bent down and picked up his own hat on the ground. The clothes specially made by Ryan could change with his body shape, allowing the man to escape the embarrassment of running naked after growing bigger.
He stretched out his hand, and Len, who was lying on the ground, tilted his head. After confirming his owner through an unknown method, he happily climbed onto the man.
Then the two hands, whose joints were clearly visible and seemed to carry the scent of gunpowder, were retracted.
The man then looked at his two "friends" who had the same wide-mouthed expression, thought for a moment, took his hat off his head and waved it casually.
"ciaos."
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