[Opportunities like this don't come often, so have fun in the other world. Decimo.]
"I feel like... I heard some sound."
Subconsciously, Sawada Tsunayoshi said this to himself.
Tongshan, who was surprised by the change in the gloves in his hands, came to his senses, glanced over slightly, seemed to be listening carefully, and shook his head regretfully.
"Sorry, I didn't hear it." He looked at the brown-haired young man with a gentle expression. Even the surprise he had just shown was suppressed. However, there seemed to be a slight light flashing in his eyes. "Maybe it was the soul in the glove that was talking to you?"
How is that possible?
Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously wanted to reply with this sentence.
Because how could Giotto live in his glove? At the very least, it was in the Vongola Ring... Oh, he destroyed the Vongola Ring with his own hands, which meant he demolished his ancestors' house.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was strangely silent for a moment, then he looked up at Tongshan and smiled sincerely.
"You're right." He said, and the gloves in his hands returned to their original woolen gloves.
The Godfather raised his hand, his eyes were gentle and cherishing as he touched the gloves.
"If it's a soul residing in the glove... that would be great."
Tongshan was very happy to see him like this, and he put his hands together and said something.
He added: "It seems that I have found my destined partner this time, so I feel relieved."
His joy did not seem fake, which made Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitate for a moment.
The host with his brows lowered had a very compassionate look. Mr. Godfather had a good impression of this master Tongshan - of course it was not because the other party was a rock monk... sorry, there is no er, but he felt that this was more sociable, a rock xxer or something like that.
Ahem, I've gone too far. It was obvious that the other party had seen the flame of death a long time ago, but he chose not to tell anyone else about it. Instead, he was frank with me. This fact also won the favor of the Godfather.
So he simply thought about it, and under the hint from his bloodline, he spoke carefully.
"This pair of gloves..." he tried to think of the words, "You may not believe it, but it is indeed the property of a friend of mine."
Tongshan looked at him. Although he did not express any doubt or say anything like "Is that friend you are talking about yourself?", just by staring at him, Tsunayoshi Sawada felt a little embarrassed.
He has never been very good at lying.
Although he has grown into a sinister, cunning and lies-telling Mafia leader under the training of his tutor, Mr. Godfather still can't help feeling nervous every time he encounters such a situation.
And his disguise skills were not mature enough - otherwise he would not have transferred everyone around him to other places at that time. If any of them stayed, Sawada Tsunayoshi was not sure that he could pretend nothing happened in front of his close friends who had accompanied him for ten years like this glove.
Lan and the Rain Guardian, who were worried about him, vowed that they would complete their mission ahead of schedule and return to the Godfather, but he hoped that they could stay away longer, longer... It would be best to wait until the dust settled before returning, so as not to add a lot of pain.
Under the gaze of Master Tongshan, he couldn't help but relax a little and wanted to pass over this topic as quickly as possible.
But the other party had already cooperated and listened attentively, which made him feel that he couldn't just let it go.
But Tongshan was indeed Tongshan. When he saw that the godfather showed some hesitation and embarrassment, he tolerantly relented.
"It's okay. If you don't want to say it, please don't force yourself."
Tsunayoshi Sawada has finished his hesitation.
In fact, he really wanted to find someone who could listen to him talk like this.
So the brown-haired young man paused, recalled the past that seemed to have happened a long time ago, and spoke softly.
"This glove was given to him by my friend's tutor." He said softly, as if he had returned to ten years ago, when Len brought this glove to him during the battle with Mukuro, "as an encouragement to his courage... Although it is called courage, it is better to call it recklessness."
As he spoke, he recalled his past stumblings and he relaxed a little. However, he still remembered to use "my friend" throughout and briefly explained the origin of himself and the pair of gloves.
I don’t know whether Tongshan understood much of his somewhat confusing narration, nor do I know whether he discovered from his poor cover-up that the friend was himself. But after the Godfather finished his stumbling recollections, he raised his hand and poured him a cup of tea.
"It's a very precious item." He sighed softly, "It couldn't be better to have it return to your hands like this."
Sawada Tsunayoshi rubbed his cheek, subtly embarrassed.
"It's not me... it's a friend of mine."
The other party nodded in understanding.
Tsunayoshi Sawada thought this old man was a really wonderful person.
Apart from the impression that he was very in tune with the times when he chanted sutras when we first met, he was worthy of the title of a temple master in every aspect. Gentle and tolerant, although these words have been used to describe him, the feeling of Tongshan immersed in the Buddhist temple is completely different.
The only thing that cannot be denied is that he and this master may have a good compatibility.
After listening to the other party playing and singing the Great Compassion Mantra for the last time, Tsunayoshi Sawada had to say goodbye.
Tongshan stood up and walked him to the door of the meditation room, then hesitated for a moment.
"If there is someone you trust around you, please take more rest."
As he spoke, he put his hands together and bowed slightly.
Standing up, the monk saw that Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed a little dazed. He thought for a moment and made a joke.
"If this continues, I may not grow taller."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ???
He can still grow! He is still in the growth stage... No, he is already very tall! Even taller than Futa!
When he returned to Scotland and sat in the Bentley driving back to the safe house, Tsunayoshi Sawada was still thinking about the other party's "advice".
He sat in the back seat, looking at his face in the rearview mirror with some hesitation, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.
Pinching himself seemed not enough, as the two of them happened to stop because of the traffic light, so the Godfather turned his left hand and pinched Scotland's face.
Scotland was driving when he was suddenly attacked by his boss:?
Sawada Tsunayoshi put his head on the passenger seat, met Scotland's gaze, coughed, put his hands down, and folded his hands to support his face.
"Scotland," he muttered, "do I look like I'm not getting enough rest?"
——He has been sleeping much better recently than before.
Scotland was silent.
Although he didn't know how his boss suddenly thought of this topic, he politely observed his boss, who was theoretically older than him but looked like an ordinary college graduate, and nodded.
Not only did he look like he didn't get enough rest, but he also looked thin.
Besides the face that looks like it has been filled with preservatives, another reason that makes the other person look smaller is that the boss has a thin body.
Logically speaking, whether it is S who is a public security officer or Johnny who works at a winery, the brown-haired young man should not be so thin.
But the fact is that when Scotland first met each other, she even felt a little surprised.
The reason is simple. Compared with other practitioners like them, Johnny's bonus is a bit thin.
Even if he is called the "brain", it is a bit too much... He has seen programmers in the organization who always stay up late, and they are somewhat similar to Johnny Yingjia.
However, he was not familiar with Johnny Yingjia at that time, and it was not until later that he confirmed that the other party was Senior S, so he did not take it seriously at the time.
Scotland was silent for a moment when he was suddenly asked this question by his boss.
"It's actually true." Reading Scotland's meaning from his silence, Sawada Tsunayoshi puffed his cheeks childishly, shrank back into the back seat, and still muttered something about "staying up late", "growth period", "milk" and so on.
The car started again, and Scotland did not continue talking to him. Sawada Tsukichi curled up in the back seat, reminiscing about the past.
Actually, my current figure is still pretty similar, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought.
In my memory, there were several times when he was thinner than now... The first time was when he just entered high school and just went to Italy to participate in family affairs.
Although the Vongola family can be said to be ruled by the leader, there are still many twists and turns in its operation. When he officially takes over the family affairs, his great tutor seems to have let him go, and does not play the role of the omnipotent Doraemon to give him advice or teaching as before.
Tsunayoshi Sawada could only grope his way forward alone.
Although his companions were willing to help him, the decision-making process was still up to the leader alone.
At that time, everyone was under great pressure. Hayato was one of the smartest members of the Guardians. After a few days of learning from the ninth-generation Guardian of Storm, he was able to catch up. Although Yamamoto and the eldest brother didn't know much, they could do some "physical work" and later they could handle the more basic paperwork. Unexpectedly, Hibari-senpai... Although he still refused to gather as usual, after he handed over some of the paperwork to him, he found that he was very standardized, even inferior to Hayato Jigokudera who was learning on the spot.
As expected of you, the almighty Hibari Kyoya!
Even Rambo was not as willful as before. However, when he was coaxing him to sleep at night, the curly-haired little Bovino would still mutter and complain, "A-Tsuna didn't play with Lord Rambo again today."
Although that period was difficult, looking back on it, I am still very happy.
During this probation period, a group of people lay in all directions in his leader's office and slept soundly. During this period, no matter who broke in intentionally or unintentionally, they would smile kindly at the group of young people.
Then he took out his phone and took a picture (scratched it out).
Therefore, this later became a member of the early dark history photos of the tenth generation of the Vongola family.
During that time, Sawada Tsunayoshi's weight dropped rapidly, and even his round face that was raised by Nana's mother lost its baby fat. The coquettish Rambo would find his brother's face a bit disgusting and cry and say that Tsunayoshi is an idiot (Tsunayoshi: So what does this have to do with me being an idiot).
But that was just the beginning.
Unlike the world here, Vongola was the dominant force in the inner world of his original world. In the early years, there were several families competing with Vongola for the leading position, but that was a story from the eighth generation.
The Eighth Leader, the only female leader in the history of the Vongola family, was unexpectedly brave and good at fighting. In the chaos, she led the Vongola, which was showing signs of decline, to find new life. Later, the Ninth Leader, who was gentle in his methods, took over everything that the Eighth Leader left behind, and cultivated it carefully like a seedling in a flowerbed, allowing this flower that absorbed the darkness of the inner world to grow more luxuriantly. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or what, but the Ninth Leader’s greatest hobby was also growing flowers.
Later, as a leader, Tsunayoshi Sawada never had such a tiring moment again. Although it was distressing to help a huge ship like the Vongola get back on track, it was not as stressful as the deliberate pressure from the elders during the test, until the sudden appearance of the Millefiore alien army.
As the tenth generation leader of Vongola, surprisingly, Sawada Tsunayoshi does not care much about the dominant position of Vongola.
In fact, his original intention of choosing to become the leader of Vongola was just to be able to protect important people. Although this belief in protection echoes the original intention of the establishment of Vongola and has also been recognized by the first generation Giotto Vongola who established the family in the Vongola ring, it is not very appropriate for the current Vongola, and it can even be said to be inconsistent.
But this is not very important. Every Vongola is actually an invisible dominant personality. As long as they have determined something, even if they cry and shout, "I'm so tired, I can't do it, I'm going to give up this thing and my life immediately..." they will still achieve their goal.
The impact of Millufiore began with the weapon called "Box". But before that, it was the spread of the Ring and the Flame of Death.
The Death Flame, which was almost a secret of Vongola, combined with the box became the main method of fighting in the back world in a short period of time. Millefiore also gradually expanded with the help of the box, and eventually reached a scale that was on par with Vongola.
More importantly, the leader of Millefiore, a man named Byran Jess, is the owner of the Marel Ring, which is of the same level as the Vongola Ring. In order to seize the world, he launched an attack on the Vongola - or rather, on Tsunayoshi Sawada himself.
He was indeed in a state of anxiety during that period.
Since it would cause a dispute, he would just take the initiative to destroy the Vongola Ring first - that was what he originally thought.
However, the destruction of the ring brought about a decrease in combat power. Of course, his partners were not at a disadvantage in the face of the enemy, but Millufiore's attack was too crazy, not only affecting them as mafia, but also their families.
It was at that time that Wu's father...
On the other hand, the Arcobalenos (Children of the Rainbow), another part of the cornerstone of the world, were also hunted by Byakuran.
Even his beloved tutor, who was so powerful, died due to Bai Lan's conspiracy.
Therefore, although it was hidden well, the Godfather's mental and physical condition was not very good for a time.
Even after he and Kyouya and Irie Shoichi made a plan to bring his past self, who had infinite possibilities, to the future to save countless parallel worlds, the situation still did not improve.
He really worked day and night based on the belief that there is no need to sleep more during life, as one can naturally sleep forever after death. Even capitalists would be moved by his work.
Of course, there is another reason...
"arrive."
His memories were interrupted, and when Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his eyes, he found that he had not arrived at a safe house, but a... bathing city?
The brown-haired young man looked ahead in a daze, like a confused rabbit that didn't know how it was caught.
Scotland was turning off the car in front. When she turned around and saw his expression, she was stunned.
"Have you forgotten? The president of Ai no Magazine invited you here." His expression was also a little bit weird, "Because you want to change the editor, he wants to have a meeting with you... Didn't he agree this morning?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and dug out this incident from his chaotic memories.
He scratched his head painfully.
"Why did the president come to talk about this...did the editor tell him anything?"
Scotland, who had heard editor Hagiwara's aspiration to make his predecessor the best-selling light novelist in Japan, smiled in an awkward but polite manner.
"Well..." He hesitated, "I think only you, Boss, can find out if you personally meet the president there."
Sawada Tsunayoshi showed an expression that looked like he wanted to complain.
The short nap did indeed clear his mind a lot, so Sawada Tsunayoshi got out of the car, straightened his windbreaker, and walked into the bathing city with bright lights and fluorescent pink as calmly as possible.
Before stepping onto the stairs here, he paused and looked to the side suspiciously.
Scotland, who was a little behind, turned his head and did not notice any unusual movement.
"What's up, Boss?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi thought for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head.
"No, nothing."
He began to think about what he would face next.
And Zhufu Jingguang also looked not far away and withdrew his gaze with a subtle expression.
"Then let's go in first." He stood slightly toward that side, blocking the Godfather's view of an alley over there.
Fortunately, his contact person didn't seem to have any plans to meet him now, and the other party was indeed the president of Ai No Magazine.
The other party was indeed a businessman. He did not mention changing the editor at the beginning. Instead, he waved his hand and invited Mr. Godfather to take a bath with him.
"All natural hot spring water is used here." The Japanese obsession with hot spring bathing is deeply engraved in the president's bones. It can be seen that this store is probably his favorite. He knows all the services like the back of his hand. After Sawada Tsunayoshi tactfully expressed that he didn't understand much, he waved his hand and gave him a set meal.
There are two places where Japanese people usually discuss work in their spare time: at the dinner table and in the hot spring. As expected, the president mentioned the change of editor while soaking in the hot spring. After expressing Hagiwara's love for Mr. Godfather, he waved his hand and took out a plan.
"Moreover, I think there is no better editor for you than Editor Hagiwara!" he said loudly. "Look, this is the plan he made for you."
No, I think before that we should discuss how you came up with this plan... from the fourth dimension? Didn't everyone soak in the hot spring?
Sawada Tsunayoshi could no longer suppress his urge to complain.
But the president didn't seem to empathize with him. Seeing Teacher Yun Que looking at him with a frown, he couldn't help but move closer so that Teacher Yun Que could see the words clearly.
On the feasibility of Hibari-sensei becoming Japan's best-selling light novelist... How outrageous! But why is this outrageous thing as thick as a college thesis!
And why should he become a best-selling author? If other people - I mean, other people including Gin - read what he wrote, wouldn't he be finished?
Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he was running out of jokes.
He just missed Master Tongshan very much now. He had never encountered such a situation when talking to the other party that he had so many complaints that he had no place to vent.
"But," he forced a smile, "if you have such ambitions, why didn't Editor Hagiwara come to see me in person?"
Of course, it's nonsense because the less contact they have, the better... Although Sawada Tsunayoshi subtly feels that something is wrong with the current situation.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Next time, please ask Editor Hagiwara to explain the plan to me in person, and then we can discuss this matter. Oh, I'm a little dizzy, so I'll excuse myself."
Then he stood up and left the hot spring.
The president was left alone, watching his departing back and sighing sadly.
"You heard it too, Editor Hagiwara." He waved his hand, and on the other side of the wall, Hagiwara Kenji, who was a little nervous because it was his first time approaching an idol, responded by using his eloquence to get his boss to allow him to eavesdrop.
He changed into the uniform of a staff member of this store, and his features became more stern.
"I understand." The young man said in a deep voice, "When Mr. Yun Que enters the massage room, I will go and explain it to him in person!"
The president smiled with satisfaction and let himself drown in the hot spring...drown...
On the other side, Sawada Tsunayoshi left the enthusiastic president's office and was led to the massage room.
He was not in the habit of exposing his body to other people, so he only chose a basic head massage.
After changing into a yukata, I sat on a chair. After a while, someone opened the door and walked in.
A masseur with a mask and earrings stood behind him. Sawada Tsunayoshi originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the pleading look under the black hair that covered most of his face, he couldn't bear it.
The young boy pressed his slender fingers on the side of the godfather's head, circling them slowly and steadily, with a familiar and comfortable strength and posture.
As soon as the opponent started to move, Tsunayoshi Sawada knew who he was.
The brown-haired young man closed his eyes, but his body seemed to be much more relaxed - at least more relaxed than when he was facing Akai Shuichi alone.
The person behind him felt the trust in being entrusted with the job, and paused his movements. He then lowered his head and continued massaging at the original speed and strength.
"I never taught you to sneak around and stalk me in the dark."
After a while, he spoke softly.
"But it's nice to see you again. Did you have fun out there?" Sawada Tsunayoshi said, with his usual indifference, calling the other person's name softly, "Andrea?"
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