"It's too chaotic!"
In the safe house of Johnny, Gavin, and Whiskey, Scotland, who always had a good temper in front of his seniors, spoke sternly and tightened his bandages.
Seeing his senior become so pitiful after he went out, he grimaced in pain. His short brown hair, which he had managed to keep smooth, was partially burnt and hung miserably on his cheek. Even so, he didn't have the time to tidy it up. Instead, he looked at him cautiously like a rabbit, and there was no sign of the strategic planning he usually had.
There's absolutely no way to be mad at him.
Morofushi Jingguang sighed inwardly and slowed down his movements.
Of course he had heard about what Johnny Winger had done with Bourbon and Rye, which was so outrageous that it made people want to go crazy.
But one of them is his predecessor, another is his childhood friend, and the other one is not very important but is the only real member of the organization in this group... probably.
But Lei was not seriously injured.
On the contrary, his childhood friend and senior were in a worse condition than the other. The latter had scars all over his hands. If he had not been sent to the hospital in time, he would have been left with irreversible scars.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He slightly increased the strength in his hands, and finally felt a little better when he saw the grimace on the face of You Xunran, who was a step behind.
However, the strength in my hands was still reduced.
"Are you still angry?"
Looking at his expression, Fūya Rei, who could still understand childhood expressions at certain times, felt subtly guilty.
Morofushi Jingguang gave him a sunny and bright smile.
"I'm not angry."
No no, this expression definitely shows anger.
The sirens in Rei Furuya's head began to beep, telling of the countless terrible pasts that had angered him.
Jiang Gu Ling lowered his dog eyes, and from time to time he secretly raised his eyes to observe the expression of his little friend.
"You are just angry." He finally muttered the result of his observation.
Morofushi Jingguang's smile widened a little.
"What are you talking about, Bourbon?" He smiled kindly, "Why would I be angry? I'm not your mother, nor am I a close friend. I'm just a poor subordinate and colleague. I just returned to the safe house and saw two...three corpses. I wasn't frightened at all, so of course I'm not angry."
They all contain scary interjections!
Fūya Rei was even more certain that his childhood friend was angry.
But put yourself in his shoes. If he came home one day and opened the door to see Hiro lying face down with the word "death" written on his hand at the entrance of his house... No, hi-ro!
Thinking of this, the blond young man, who already felt that he was at a disadvantage, became even more cautious.
But in fact, Furuya Rei's level of empathy was a little lacking - after all, what Morobushi Kagemitsu saw was not only an important childhood friend lying at the doorway, looking as if he was dying, but also his great senior was with him... If Lei hadn't been lying not far away, he would have thought that the undercover identities of these two people had finally been discovered, and Gin was using them as a warning to others.
In short, it was extremely frightening, and he almost jumped up and pulled out his gun.
Zhufu Jingguang sighed silently in his heart.
Beside him was the black-faced young cat, who was looking at him pitifully. At this time, the other party was no longer the majestic police dog. Even its momentum was much weaker. It was like a Siamese cat that was afraid of being abandoned. The cat was pitifully grasping the corner of the wall, looking up at him cautiously.
...I can't stand it.
He still looked very angry, but that anger had long since turned into fear - especially when he heard about the two men driving through the wildfire area. Did Furuya Rei think he was a combination of Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei? He could drive and he was reckless.
Not only was he reckless, but his senior also joined this seemingly impossible plan.
Senior, his great senior, his experienced senior S, you can't really keep the heart of an eternal teenager just because your face looks similar to when you were young, right?
Morofushi Kagemitsu prepared desserts for the three injured soldiers with a smile on his face. The smile on his face made the sneaky Furukaya Rei dare not poke his head out.
...It's terrible that Hiro is angry.
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But right now, Morobushi Kagemitsu is in a state that makes him hard to mess with... Even as a childhood friend, he can only think secretly about what he can do to cheer him up again.
Although he believed that if Hiro was present at the time, he would have done the same "rough" thing as himself.
Not only him, but also Johnny Lee...
Recalling the dazzling figure of the brown-haired young man in the sea of fire, Fūya Rei couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Was it dazzlement? He couldn't help but doubt himself.
However, even the most skeptical person could not help but waver when it comes to that person.
Johnny, who are you?
Zhufu Jingguang turned his head.
The food in his hand actually only required simple cooking, but he took some time just to give himself and his little friend more time to calm down.
I thought that when Zero turned around, he would lower his head cutely, and I would just say a few words and move on. But when I turned around, I found that he was touching his chin, and I didn't know what he was thinking about.
Morofushi Kagemitsu: ...
Morofushi Kagemitsu: D
Very good. Originally, he was thinking about finding an opportunity to hint at the true identity of his boss whom he had known since childhood. Even if he didn't say it explicitly, the other party would surely get it due to the tacit understanding they had established over the years...but now?
"h...Scotland?"
Fūya Rei looked at the little girl passing by him with confusion, and subtly sensed the change in her emotions.
Are you still angry? Hiro...
The blond young man was like a cat that knew he had done something wrong. His tail was drooping and he looked inexplicably listless.
…
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada hurriedly fled upstairs to avoid Scotland's gaze.
Although the other person seems to be the same and is still smiling, his gaze is...very oppressive (rabbit gesture.jpg)
The pressure was so great that he even had a hallucination of himself secretly playing games under the covers until 3:30 in the morning and being discovered by his mother.
Although the next day my mother seemed no different from usual, whenever something happened, she would hold her face in her hands and say things like, "Oh, it turns out that Tsunayoshi Sawada, who plays games until 3:30 in the morning and has to go to school at 8 in the morning, can't even do this."
It's terrible.
From this point we can see that although Sawada Tsunayoshi has grown up for more than 20 years, he is essentially still the little ostrich who buries his head in the sand and keeps calm when he is in doubt.
The little owl Sawada Tsunayoshi calmed down by himself for a while and then returned to normal.
He lay on the soft bed, stretched out his hand, facing the light, with a rare look of confusion on his face.
Burned.
He felt strange, not because he was burned, but because he was still burned despite the blessing of the Ground Zero Breakthrough of Death Qi: First Generation.
This is actually a very strange thing.
After all, whether it is the flame of death or the ground zero breakthrough of death, in essence, it is life energy.
Although the flames in wildfires are also in the state of flames, they are natural energy.
In terms of energy priority, life energy is greater than natural energy.
Wildfire and the flame of death are two different concepts. The solid ice under the ground zero breakthrough of death and the ice that can be melted by ordinary flames are also two different concepts.
Because there is a priority between the two energies, in general, although they are two unrelated energies in theory, if they collide, natural energy cannot suppress life energy, but life energy can suppress natural energy. For example, if Tsunayoshi Sawada wanted to, he could have used the Death Flame to destroy an island ten years ago.
That's why he was able to try to use Death Energy's Ground Zero to fight the wildfire.
But strangely, the solid ice formed by the flame of death was actually melted.
That's strange.
If the ice in the ground zero breakthrough state of death energy could be melted by ordinary flames, then Xanxus would not have been sealed by the Ninth Generation Grandfather for eight years.
During this period, Varian's people must have tried every possible way to rescue their boss, and perhaps the first step was to roast Xanxus on the fire (cross out this sentence).
Apart from this, he himself has done similar experiments. Although the flame of death can release heat when facing a being other than himself, its nature is different from that of ordinary flames, and this is even more true for the ground zero breakthrough of death energy.
So this is really weird.
If we try to explain this, there are actually many explanations, such as his Death Flame has mutated, this world is very scientific and therefore does not allow unscientific things like Death Flame to exist, etc. - Help, is it really scientific to be able to drive a car into a forest fire to save people and in the end no one in the car dies?
In short, there are as many strange explanations as there are. When faced with such a situation, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought about it and decided to find the correct explanation in his usual way.
He closed his eyes.
flame.
Fire in the forest.
If his flame had not undergone any mutation, this world would not be able to deny the existence of the Flame of Death - what a joke, how could there be no Flame of Death when there is even the Fire of Life - excluding all similar conditions, if this was a world with the same rules as his own world.
Then the only possibility is that the so-called "wildfire" is not pure flame.
The Godfather came to this conclusion and sat up abruptly, but accidentally bumped into the headboard due to his big movement. When he reached out to cover his head with a grimace, he accidentally hit his hand again, and immediately an even more painful expression appeared on the young man's face.
Misfortunes never come alone, and blessings never come in pairs.
The Godfather looked bitter and almost cried.
So sad, oooo.
He picked up the phone sadly and dialed the number of Tongshan, with whom he had just exchanged contact information today, ready to ask him about the old temple.
After two beeps, the other end picked up the phone.
"Moshimoshi, is this Master Tongshan? Yes, I'm from Jisi." The brown-haired young man pursed his lips, "Regarding today's wildfire, I want to know..."
After listening patiently to what he said, a friendly voice came from the other end of the phone. The other party patiently and thoughtfully explained all of Sawada Tsunayoshi's questions. If he was not lying, then the other party's temple must really be just an ordinary temple.
Sawada Tsunayoshi fell into deep thought.
Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly spoke.
"By the way, how did you end up joining the organization?"
silence.
Tongshan, who had been engaged in the conversation, fell silent.
After a while, the other party let out a sigh.
"If you want to know about this, please come to the temple again." He paused and said, "It just so happens that there is something that I think I should give to you."
——That’s right.
Therefore, two days later, despite Scotland's disapproving gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi came to the Buddhist temple again.
The only difference was that the car was changed, and the driver was Scott, who followed because he was worried that his boss would accidentally get himself killed. He drove slowly at the speed of an old car, and his compliance with traffic rules was so good that even the new-era traffic police had to praise him as a good Japanese citizen.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
He once again felt the anger of his younger generation... If he had known earlier, he should have created more opportunities to improve the relationship between Scotland and Lei, so that there would be more people to share the firepower (Lei:?).
Anyway, while Bentley was swaying, the two of them visited again.
The Zen room was still the same Zen room, and the taste of the tea had not changed at all, except that the two people sitting opposite each other had become a little unlucky at the same time.
Sawada Tsunayoshi touched the ends of his hair that were burnt by the flames, and he seemed to be able to smell the scent of the flames.
The once-raging wildfire has long since died down, leaving behind half of the mountaintop that has been burned out. It looks empty and desolate, and the sight of it always makes one feel sad.
Fortunately, no one was injured, and even the Hasegawa family, who were in the center of the wildfire, were rescued from the flames by the Godfather and his team.
The two sat opposite each other.
After drinking in silence, Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, the stylish master who could play and chant sutras spoke first.
"You must know that I have only recently joined your plan," he said abruptly.
Sawada Tsunayoshi held the teacup and nodded, thinking that both Bermode and Bourbon said the same thing.
Tongshan said: "That's true, but my involvement with your organization started before I joined it."
In fact, it cannot be said to be "joining".
After all, Tongshan is not a member of the organization. To be honest, he is only related to the "Fire of Life" experiment and is not involved in any business chain of the organization.
He paused, glanced at the young man who was listening to him attentively, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
This kind of smile was very strange, and it subtly reminded Sawada Tsunayoshi of a very cultural word.
What’s it called?
The new candidate author of the future best-selling light novel searched for a long time in his mind and remembered a smile.
That’s what I mean.
However, what the master picked up was not a flower, but a cloth bag that looked a bit tattered.
The image of rescuing the Hasegawa family from the sea of fire flashed through his mind. At that time, the little girl named Sachiko was holding such a small cloth bag in her hands. She was reluctant to drop it even when she stumbled in the sea of fire. According to Mr. Hasegawa, their communication was interrupted because he went to protect Sachiko who was almost hit by the thing while trying to rescue it.
What is this?
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but feel puzzled, and when his eyes fell on the cloth bag, there was a slight sense of closeness.
"This is...what the kid has in his hand?"
he asked hesitantly.
Master Tongshan nodded, but did not explain why he took this thing out.
He sat back down opposite Sawada Tsunayoshi and after a brief thought, he threw a bomb.
"The stone tablet named "Fire of Life" by the organization was found in our temple."
“I see…huh?”
Wait? What?
It was no surprise that Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a surprised expression, and Michiyoshi suddenly smiled with a subtle sense of playfulness.
Tsunayoshi Sawada:?
He sorted out his thoughts and felt that something was messy, but he seemed to be just about to figure it out.
Tongshan paused and continued, "One time, by chance, I was carrying water from the back mountain when I picked up the stone slab."
As he spoke, his eyes were lost in memories.
There is actually nothing special about picking up the stone slab. I brought it back because I saw that the stone slab could be used as the footstool for a water tank.
But later, by coincidence, Rum came to attend the funeral of his predecessor.
He vaguely knew that the two had a personal relationship. When he was confirmed as the next host, the former host took him to meet Rum. However, even he did not know what kind of deal existed between the two.
On the day of the funeral, the furnishings in the funeral temple were changed, the water tank was moved elsewhere, and the stone slab was vacated. Because no one had time to take care of it at the moment, it lay there.
Rum, who went out for some fresh air and a cigarette, happened to squat on the stone slab.
Then he found that the injuries he suffered in the fight were slowly healing.
Even Rum, who had seen many ups and downs and had worked for a boss who was said to be pursuing immortality and reversing the flow of time for several decades, was shocked by this sudden miracle.
He was not sure what had happened in the temple. It couldn't be that the old abbot who had attained enlightenment had protected the temple and sealed off the entire temple after the funeral that day.
It was later discovered that the stone slab he stepped on that day was the source of the power that allowed him to heal.
"But in fact, in addition to the stone slab, I also picked up another thing." Tongshan slowly told the story and pushed the cloth bag to Sawada Tsunayoshi. "I have been looking for someone who can pass this thing on, but unfortunately, I didn't find this person until I saw you."
He raised his eyes and said as if to a secret signal, "The ice elf I saw in the flames the day before yesterday was beautiful, wasn't it?"
He saw it.
This was the first thing that came to Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.
If you think about it carefully, it's not that strange... After all, Master Tongshan is able to resonate with the stone slab. Wait, doesn't that mean he can see the flame of death? Did he see it during the experiment? Did he see it too?
Thinking about how he had secretly inserted his own secret into the fire factor given to him under his nose, the thin-skinned young man couldn't help but blush.
And the ice elves and stuff... ahem, they're pretty strange and fresh.
Seeing him like this, Master Tongshan laughed.
"So, after that day, I sent you an invitation letter to determine whether you are someone worthy of being entrusted with these gloves."
Tsunayoshi Sawada was attracted by the vocabulary in his words.
"Gloves?"
His eyebrows twitched, and he vaguely found the source of that familiar feeling.
Tongshan did not notice his unusual movement. The master nodded, placed the cloth bag between the two of them, and untied it himself, revealing a pair of woolen gloves inside.
White background, red number "27", even with his eyes closed he could feel the weapon that had accompanied him for nearly a decade.
God knows how much he missed his gloves... Whether as a weapon or as a really practical pair of gloves, it is undeniable that this pair of gloves given by his master has accompanied him for a full ten years, regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter.
Tsunayoshi Sawada almost burst into tears.
Tongshan obviously didn't expect that a pair of gloves could make a mature and powerful member of the organization look so tearful. But he had already recognized that this person was a good person, so he didn't think anything strange about it, but smiled faintly.
"It seems I brought it to the right person." The elder's skinny hand stroked the glove, and the smile on his face became more compassionate. "The child is very happy."
Sawada Tsunayoshi swallowed.
He is also very happy.
Seeing that the brown-haired young man was almost speechless, Tongshan handed the gloves to the young man who was staring at them eagerly, with his eyes almost glued to the woolen gloves.
"please."
When the time came, there was no need for Sawada Tsuneyoshi to be humble.
What's more, this thing originally belonged to him. If he really gave it to the other party and asked him to take it back, he would have no place to cry.
So he could only smile gratefully at Tongshan and took the gloves.
Tongshan looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with some curiosity as he stroked his gloves in an attitude that could be described as loving. He stroked his beard and looked at the young man's expression.
"Although it may be a little offensive," the master said, "I think you may be the real owner of this glove... Could you please let me see what this child originally looked like?"
He smiled and explained his request: "After all, we have been together for three years, so I am always curious."
Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated for a moment.
But when he touched his gloves, unlike the gray cloth bag outside, the gloves wrapped inside were almost the same as before, as if they had just been washed by his mother.
If you get closer, you can smell the faint scent of soap and sandalwood, which shows that the custodian has preserved it very well.
So he was silent for a moment, and made a decision while looking up.
The long white fingers are enclosed in the cute white gloves. The distinct joints are covered by the round gloves, making them look a little more adorable.
Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the fire in his eyes reflected the deformed gloves. The white woolen gloves had transformed into metallic ones, becoming the Godfather's most effective weapon.
This is a symbol of his courage and enlightenment, and the most important gift in life given by his tutor.
In the void that few people could see, the blue Vongola emblem flashed in the air.
[This time, you have to put away your weapons.] A familiar voice seemed to ring in Sawada Tsunayoshi's ears. A hand was placed on his side. Without turning his head, he heard the man say with a smile, [Opportunities like this are rare. Have fun in the other world.]
【Decimo.】
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