Before finishing this cigarette, Shuichi Akai stared at that "Sawada" for a long time.
To be honest, compared with the Scotland and Bourbon with whom he had a long history, his connection with that person was not that deep.
As a professional FBI agent, the nature of his job does not allow him to indulge in personal emotions.
But occasionally, very occasionally, Shuichi Akai would miss strange people in strange places.
When I accompanied Akemi and Miyano Shiho to the dessert shop and listened to the girls chatting in the pink dessert shop, I remembered that it was in the same scene that that person invited me.
When I am sitting on the sofa at home and staying up late at night to read documents, I will vaguely feel that someone wearing childish slippers walks up to me and hands me a cup of warm milk.
Even when I smoke, I sometimes think of that person's clumsy appearance.
Therefore, when he saw the house plate that read "Sawada House", he seemed to be lost in thought.
The past days and nights flashed through his mind quickly. At this moment, Akai Shuichi seemed to be thinking about a lot, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing. His mind was blank.
By the time he reacted, he had already gotten out of the car very calmly and walked towards Sawada's house with one hand in his pocket.
Of course, that person doesn't live here.
Therefore, after taking just two steps, he stopped.
A young man with long black hair and a knitted hat stood at the door of the house for a while with a gloomy expression. After a while, he crumpled the cigarette box in his hand into a ball and threw it into a trash can not far away.
The door closed again.
…
After sending Miyano Shiho away, only Edogawa Conan is left.
Although the black-haired elementary school student raised his hand and said that he could go home alone, how could such a thing happen when there were so many adults in the room?
Therefore, under the pretext of "getting familiar with the terrain", a few people set out to escort (?) the elementary school students home.
"I won't go."
Before leaving, Reborn said cutely, and changed into pajamas without knowing when, and said while yawning, "It's my bedtime, so I'm going to sleep."
The adults, who were already accustomed to his behavior, nodded, and then two adults and one minor turned their eyes to another baby in the room.
Seeing Reborn's expression, Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously wanted to yawn as well: ?
He was about to yawn, but stopped when the three guys stared at him.
Jigokudera Hayato knelt on one knee in front of him with a concerned look on his face.
"Do you want to sleep too? If so, let the idiot over there take Edogawa home." He looked at his tenth generation with a loving look, "Tenth generation, just sleep well at home. Do you want to hear a bedtime story? I accidentally bought a lot of them, you can choose whatever you like."
He even added a cute "Oh" at the end of his sentence because he would soon be able to read a bedtime story to his beloved Tenth Generation, which was enough to show the anticipation of the Tenth Generation Vongola's most capable right-hand man (self-proclaimed).
However, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him apologetically and shook his head.
"I just woke up." He reminded Jigokudera Hayato in a soft voice.
Jigokudera Hayato now simply thinks that his tenth generation is the cutest baby in the world.
He held the lovely tenth generation in his arms carefully and stood up, lowering his eyes with a gentle expression.
"Yes, then I will prepare for your trip now."
——There was even an atmosphere of pink bubbles flying behind him.
Conan Edogawa, who still doesn't understand the relationship between these people, put on his small school bag and rubbed his arms.
"Are you okay, big brother?" He complained and looked at the other adult next to him. Although this person was a companion of the silver-haired man, he seemed more normal... Wait, what are you holding?
"This one?"
As if he had heard his inner thoughts, Yamamoto took out the knife that he had half-sheathed and waved it in front of the child. "It's a super-useful baseball bat."
"Is it, is it?" Edogawa Conan stared nervously at the unusual-looking samurai sword, trying his best not to make any horrible assumptions about the identities of these people. "But, but does a baseball bat look like this? It's different from what I saw on TV."
Hearing his words, Yamamoto Takeshi laughed heartily.
"Little boy, why can a baseball bat only grow into the shape you think it does?" He squatted down and looked serious.
Although he felt that something was wrong, because the other party had a serious expression, Edogawa Conan couldn't help but become serious.
Yamamoto Takeshi said: "Although many things in our lives are regulated by rules, it may be easier to follow the rules. However, sometimes, breaking the rules can lead to victory. Right?"
Edogawa Conan thought for a moment and nodded hesitantly.
Yamamoto Takeshi smiled his friendly smile again and stuffed the samurai sword into the bamboo tube that could be carried on his back.
Edogawa Conan: ...
Wait, what were they talking about?
After listening to the whole process of Yamamoto Takeshi deceiving the children, Sawada Tsunayoshi said:
Looking at the fooled Conan Edogawa, he covered his face in despair.
Don’t bring bad kids to strange places, Wu——!
…
By the time Hayato Jikudera had prepared all the necessary equipment for the trip, such as Tsunayoshi Sawada's milk bottle, diapers, and various things of Tsunayoshi Sawada, the sky had darkened slightly.
-By the way, regarding Sawada Tsunayoshi's diapers, the tenth generation leader of Vongola's trusted right-hand man has already taken a fancy to Japan's largest diaper manufacturer and asked his subordinates to make preliminary contacts. When the leader falls asleep next time, he will probably be able to successfully acquire it.
Ran Mouri, who was having dinner with her mother today and couldn't come to pick up the boy, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that the adults here would send the boy home. She thanked Conan profusely and told him to call her when he got home before hanging up the phone.
The group headed towards the Maori Detective Office.
"I see." The now much more normal Hayato Jikudera touched his chin and helped Sawada Tsunayoshi, who might be sitting uncomfortably, to adjust his posture. "So, you are staying at the home of this Mori detective temporarily, right?"
Conan Edogawa, who played the role of an elementary school student very well in front of unfamiliar people, replied loudly: "Yes - thanks to Uncle Mori, otherwise I would have no place to live."
"But I don't think I've heard of Detective Mori's reputation before." Yamamoto Takeshi said, looking at Hayato Gokudera, "Right, Gokudera?"
Jigokudera Hayato thought for a moment.
"Indeed." He looked down at Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Where's the tenth generation?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi also blinked.
It was normal that Jigokudera Hayato and Yamamoto Takeshi had never heard of this name. After all, the two sides were not from the same world before this... He thought about it and shook his head.
"Because, because uncle has become somewhat famous recently." Conan, the creator of the famous detective Mouri Kogoro, Edogawa typed a patch hastily and heard Sawada Tsunayoshi speak almost at the same time as him.
"But I do seem to know that there was a police officer named Maori Kogoro."
Huh?
Conan Edogawa looked in surprise at the brown-haired baby who was being held tenderly in the arms of Hayato Jigokudera.
"As expected of the tenth generation." The young man with short silver hair spoke flattering words calmly. If you ignore what he said, some people might think that he was expressing his opinion at some important meeting.
Edogawa Conan, who has begun to get used to the opponent's style, curled the corners of his mouth.
"Ah, I've seen Uncle Maori's house." He jumped up like a little schoolboy and pointed to the people around him, "Look, big brothers, this is Uncle Maori's house."
Forced to interrupt their flattery, Gokudera Hayato and the other two looked over in unison.
Although it was called "Uncle Maori's House", in fact they could only see the big words "Mauri Detective Agency" on the window of the house across the street.
Conan Edogawa looked very anxious and stamped his feet on the spot, and had no intention of inviting the guests upstairs for a drink.
"Since I'm already here, big brothers, please don't send me off." He said, jumping onto the sidewalk with his schoolbag on his back, and ran over, waving on the other side, "Goodbye - big brothers."
The two young men, who had not originally intended to disturb him, waved to the boy, one with a sullen look and the other with a smile.
Conan Edogawa let out a breath, turned around and was about to rush up to the detective office when the door of the Poirot Café downstairs happened to open.
Perhaps the clerk who was out taking out the trash saw him and raised his eyebrows.
"Conan-kun?"
This is Toru Amuro, the newest waiter at Café Poirot.
Conan Edogawa quickly concealed the expression on his face and revealed a little schoolboy smile.
"Hello, Mr. Amuro—"
He waved his head and said hello, but in his heart he was very wary of this young man who also showed him a friendly face.
The reason is simple. Although there is no evidence yet, Conan Edogawa still suspects that the new cafe clerk who has just come to his side is actually a member of that black organization.
...Damn it, how many of them are there!
Seeing the look of the young detective, Toru Amuro - or rather, Rei Furuya - couldn't help but smile.
Before he came to the little detective's side, he hadn't realized that scaring children could be such fun.
After all, he had not come into contact with many children before that. If I had to say, Shirley was one of them.
But compared to ordinary children, Shirley is much more precocious.
In addition, the other party was a child who had always been protected by that person. Even though he was that person's right-hand man at the time, he had no chance to play tricks on the other party.
Not to mention that after that person left, he had been immersed in his work, and after confirming that Shirley was safe, he no longer paid much attention to her.
It was also because of a certain fate that he paid a little attention to the sisters of the Miyano family.
Besides that...
To be honest, he was forced to apply for leave because his childhood friend was worried that he would one day die suddenly due to 007. Then he heard from Hagiwara that he was recently ordered to play a prank on a child, so he came to the Mori Detective Agency to go "undercover".
"Come to think of it, who are they?" Mr. Undercover looked at the kid's expression and smiled at the right moment. "Sorry, sorry, I just happened to see you, Conan-kun, saying goodbye to them. They are strangers."
Having said this, he glanced towards the opposite side.
The two young men opposite turned around.
Furuya Rei could probably see that one of the men was holding... eh? A child?
Although he could only see it when the other person turned around, Rei Furuya, who had good eyesight, still saw a head of soft brown hair, a very nostalgic color.
Seeing that his expression was not right, Edogawa Conan gritted his teeth and pulled the corner of his clothes.
"Mr. Amuro - do you still have the sandwiches you made in the store today?"
Furuya Rei lowered his head and saw the child who was obviously afraid but still bravely trying to divert his attention, and he couldn't help but smile sincerely.
——Although the child’s parents have some complaints about his overly impulsive personality in the case, that is from the parents’ perspective.
As a bystander and a policeman, Rei Furuya admires the youthful energy of children.
So he smiled and readily changed the subject.
But when he brought the child into the cafe, the blond young man looked back as if he realized something.
The two men who always felt like they were not ordinary people had gone away, along with the child they were carrying.
As if by some mysterious force, Fūya Rei once again felt something important slipping through his fingers and falling.
again.
…
Coincidentally, Tsunayoshi Sawada also felt that something had fallen from his hands.
He looked blankly at his elder brother on the other end of the phone - oh, that was Sasagawa Ryohei, his Guardian of the Sun, whom he had called Big Brother since junior high school for various reasons - the two of them were discussing what to pay attention to when taking care of a baby, and Jigokudera Hayato's mind was rarely clear.
When the two partners went out, they agreed that each of them would carry the baby for half the distance, so when they returned home, Sawada Tsunayoshi was on Yamamoto Takeshi's arm.
Although Sawada Tsunayoshi also tactfully pointed out that although he had become smaller, he was still a human being and did not need to be held all the time, the natural black partner scratched the back of his head and spoke very naturally.
"Really? But if we put you on the ground, your short legs won't be able to keep up with us, right?" The partner who had opened the door to a new world in a strange place after learning about children's equipment rolled his eyes and locked onto the supercar displayed in the street shop - the cool children's version. "Or, would you like this one more, Gang?"
The Godfather, who had only ridden in a similar car when he was a child, took a breath.
This, this seems unnecessary.
However, his companion, who was really naturally evil to some extent, had already walked towards the children's products store with the weak and helpless leader in his arms.
Probably because it is a store for baby products, the decoration of this store is particularly warm. The wooden floor and warm yellow lights wrap around the store, which is a combination that will make children relax when they walk in.
Parked at the door was the children's supercar that attracted Takeshi Yamamoto's attention. Unlike ordinary sports cars, it was even a co-branded model for children - the pudding dog from Three Owl was smiling at the passers-by on the hood of the car.
Although it was rare to see fathers with their children, it was not unheard of, so after a brief pause, the shop assistants swarmed over them very attentively.
"What did this father bring his children to see?"
"All our new products are here. Please follow me."
Wait, who is the father and who is the son?
Surrounded by a group of store employees, Takeshi Yamamoto was protecting the brown-haired cub and still had time to explain.
"Ah, actually I'm not Tsuna's father..."
"Hey, what are you doing?"
One step behind, Hayato Jigokudera discovered that Yamamoto Takeshi had taken the tenth generation to another place. He walked into the store with an impatient look on his face, "Didn't you say you were going home?"
The shop assistants looked at the handsome silver-haired guy who had just come in, and then looked at the handsome black-haired guy who was holding the child and looked very talkative. They didn't know what was going on in their minds, and they all took a deep breath of cool air.
But they were professional shop assistants after all. They exchanged glances with each other, suppressed their excitement, and served the customers very professionally.
Even Hayato Jigokudera had to admit that there were still many things missing in the house.
Especially with the leader's current appearance, he is expected to stay in Japan and Mihua for a while, and his home is not yet a suitable environment for raising children.
Therefore, after a brief moment of unhappiness, he was immersed in the joy of buying things for the little tenth generation.
When he met the Judaime, they were both in junior high school and she had a good mother who took care of the housework, so the most he would do was buy her some birthday presents or flowers. Although they lived together later and he took care of all the affairs of the other party, it was almost impossible for them to be so intimate in a store as they are now, personally choosing things for the Judaime, from bowls and cups to (children's) supercars.
The tenth generation loyal dog, who didn't show it on the surface, was so excited that he almost shed tears.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
The brown-haired kid turned his head away with a look of despair, thinking that he might as well just sleep at home with Reborn.
He pranced around twice, and was then "invited" by the considerate clerk to ride on a children's motorcycle that was also co-branded with Pudding Dog.
Deep down, he was quite interested in this kind of thing - he even collected air bikes himself - so after a while, Tsunayoshi Sawada became addicted to it.
By the time I finished shopping, quite a while had passed.
Hayato Jigokudera impatiently put the things on the cashier counter, while Takeshi Yamamoto was pushing the cart and swiping the card behind him.
"No, it's okay." Suddenly, the clerk closest to Yamamoto Takeshi said in a low but serious voice, "Raising a child together can make you a real family. You and that gentleman will definitely be happy."
Yamamoto Takeshi:?
Yamamoto Takeshi slowly typed a question mark.
Having not heard these words, Hayato Jigokudera turned his head and subconsciously checked the leader's location, but suddenly showed an expression as if he remembered something.
"Jail temple?" Yamamoto Takeshi asked.
"I almost forgot." Hayato Jikudera said calmly, "I almost forgot to tell the Tenth Generation...that person is in Japan and is about to come to find us."
Yamamoto Takeshi uttered "Huh", and looked in the direction where Jigokudera Hayato was looking as if he had realized something.
At the end of their sight, there was a young boy named Tsunayoshi Sawada having a lot of fun riding a scooter in the play area.
At this moment, he looked up, trying to find a place where he could drill into.
But no.
Then the Godfather, who was riding a four-wheeled motorcycle (one in the front and three in the back), slowly got off the motorcycle and stood aside cautiously.
In front of him, a young man in a black suit was looking down at him.
There was a glimmer of interest in the other person's gray eyes, but due to his height, Sawada Tsunayoshi was unable to catch it.
The young man known as the "lonely cloud" - Hibari Kyoya looked at his cute overalls and yellow pudding dog motorcycle, raised his eyebrows, and said "Wow" with interest.
"Very good." He squatted down and met the eyes of the brown-haired cub, who for some reason had buried his head subconsciously, and slowly called out his name word by word, "Sawada Tsunayoshi."
He stretched out his hand to the side, and Tetsuya Kusanagi, who was prepared, put the comic book tucked under his arm into his hand, and quickly gave the boss an unclear look, and stood back with his eyes and nose in his eyes before being discovered by the chairman.
Even if Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't receive that gaze, he knew he was dead.
Because he saw his all-powerful senior Skylark, holding a cute comic signed "Skylark" in his hand, and patting the brown-haired cub on the head.
Then, he repeated it again while the other person said, "It hurts."
"You are very good."
"Sawada Tsunayoshi."
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