Chapter 105: Brothers and sisters, your brother is here.
If this game is rated R20, and the title is "Me and the Boyfriends I Picked Up from Twenty-Six Trash Cans", then the instructor in a white shirt and overalls says to you "I hope you don't cry and beg for mercy", then this anti-blow training must not be very serious, and it is hard to say where the blows will be.
But this game is called "King of Trash Cans," and it's categorized as a casual development game, but what players are actually practicing is physical training...
...So Chaomu simply took a beating and only managed to fight back twice.
One of them was when she was being pinned down and beaten. She did a somersault and kicked him, leaving a footprint on his suit pants. The second one was the last sneak attack after Reborn announced the end. Although she successfully pounced on him, she was also ruthlessly suppressed.
"call……"
She lay on her back, like a salted fish, feeling like she didn't want to move a finger. Her body functions seemed to have been developed to the extreme, and her whole body was clamoring to tell her brain that she was exhausted.
"How do you feel?" The tutor who had just beaten her was slowly wiping her bloody fingers with a handkerchief. Her tone was casual, as if she had just finished dinner and was considerately asking if the meal was to her liking. "I'm sure you'll gain something from this training."
"It feels like... there's not a drop left."
The consumption of physical energy in fighting (being beaten) is incomparable to that in daily activities. Players who are about to faint and shut down on the spot with just one drop of energy answered honestly.
Using her last bit of strength, she tapped on the energy potion and revived to full health. With a jerk, she sat up. "Do you have a mind-reading skill, Mr. R? Can I learn that?"
While being spanked, she saw Reborn's status bar read "Reborn wants to teach the student who offended him a lesson." This status bar came a bit suddenly, definitely because he guessed or read that she wanted to pout...
Reborn looked down at her, the muzzle of the gun against her forehead again: "Hmm?"
…It seems he can read minds.
Chaomu readily followed his lead, shaking his head and nodding, tugging at his shirt hem, pretending he hadn't thought anything just now: "I mean... Coach, I want to learn this!"
The cold weapon tapped her forehead lightly before retracting. Reborn let her pull him, reaching out to grasp her forearm, helping her steady herself.
This kind of development where someone who was half dead just now suddenly regained his spirits was not uncommon for him, and the tutor did not comment on it - after all, there were so many special things about his new student.
His movements were gentlemanly and thoughtful, his tone and words polite, but his words were merciless: "This skill is currently beyond your scope of learning, young lady. I remember reminding you before that human energy is limited. It is best for you to focus on a few key areas of improvement rather than blindly expanding."
Of course, Chaomu remembered his suggestion...After Reborn made the suggestion, all the Guardians' rooms and trash cans inside the Vongola were closed to her.
When she went to Yamamoto to get the ring back, she had wanted to take the opportunity to touch it, but the cheerful young man, who had always been easy to talk to, sighed in distress and firmly refused her entry: "Although I also want to fulfill your wish... but Mr. Reborn is also doing this for your own good, okay?"
The players who couldn't get the new skill trash can were feeling very upset. For a moment, they felt a bit like seeing everyone discussing that a group member had posted a pornographic picture, but when she clicked on it, she only saw "xxx withdrew a message" and that the group member was not familiar to her.
How can she live without letting the raccoon touch the trash can with skills? No, absolutely not!
"I think I can learn everything... I'm not an ordinary human." Facing the teacher's kind gaze, Chaomu tried to argue, "Shooting, cross-dressing, assassin secrets, absolute magic boxing, Muay Thai killing techniques, I really can learn everything except math - believe me, teacher, I will work hard!"
After all, players didn't need to rest; they could just refill their energy potions when they were tired, and working tirelessly to upgrade their skills was no big deal. Furthermore, some skills she collected didn't necessarily need to be practiced; she didn't have to use them, but she had to have them!
When making the declaration of her efforts, the short-haired girl's golden eyes sparkled, and it seemed as if there was a tail swaying behind her, with her eyes full of determination and ambition.
I have to say that the experience of teaching students with positive and proactive attitudes is pretty good. For a moment, Mr. Reborn, the tutor who had taught two consecutive classes of loser students who didn't work hard at the beginning, felt a little false relief.
"While your enthusiasm for learning is commendable, I still need to remind you," he patted her head and cruelly rejected her request, "there is a certain limit to your learning ability at this stage. At this stage, your ability to selectively study is limited."
Reborn didn't come to this conclusion by underestimating his new student. On the contrary, he believed she was incredibly talented, as the prophecy of the Sora Pacifier holder had revealed... She possessed the power to change the world.
"At this stage, she'll need some time to break through her limits"—this conclusion was conveyed by the mysterious "system" that connected him to Chaomu. Before she did, the skills she could learn and accept would be limited, so it would be best to focus on mastering more important abilities.
This piece of knowledge was indeed beyond Chaomu's cognition.
At Reborn's reminder, she looked through her skill list and found that the skill slots she had equipped were indeed not endless - except for the stealth skills of Jin'er, the racing skills of Hagiwara Kenji, the cooking skills of Midorikawa Kei, and the small animal dialogue skills that she had unlocked at some unknown time, she only had two slots left in her skill column.
Scrolling further down the dark grid, you'll see skill slots unlocked by spending real money, and some unlocked by leveling up. Reaching level 30 unlocks an additional skill slot. After a few days of beatings and exploring the map, Chaomu's level is approaching 30. It shouldn't be long before he unlocks another... that's three skill slots.
"There are only two spots left... we'll have to wait a while for the third one." Unexpectedly, the player frowned slightly, feeling this was a bit awkward. "Then we really have to allocate it to those who need it most..."
"Close combat and evasion are what you need to learn most right now." Reborn has a clear plan for his students' growth path. "Other special skills will be of little use to you without a foundation."
For Chaomu today, laying a solid foundation and possessing sufficient self-defense capabilities is indeed the top priority. Other fancy things can be considered later; the most important thing is to hone combat prowess through improving combat and dodging.
What he said made sense, and Chaomu basically agreed. She dutifully mastered the two skills taught by Teacher Reborn, and then practiced them overtime with him for a while.
"...Junior sister, you work really hard."
Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had just finished overtime, came to the training ground and saw Chaomu being beaten.
Seeing his junior sister flying backwards in a familiar posture, leaving a human-shaped hole in the wall, he was silent for two seconds as bad memories were aroused, and ultimately did not try to stop the fight.
Although it seemed strange that his junior sister was suffering like this...but she had been coming to the Vongola every day to check in, clearly determined to make progress. As a senior, he naturally had no reason to stop her from making progress - unauthorized sympathy and pity would be disrespectful to her.
Just thinking so, looking at the brick dust falling from the edge of the human-shaped hole in the wall and the bruises on his junior sister's face, the young Vongola leader took a deep breath, and the dead memories of being attacked by the death bullet and then being beaten during training still managed to attack him.
"Is it almost time for a break?" Seeing the pause in the dispute on the training ground, he coughed lightly and reminded, "It's getting late now, and my junior sister is still growing..."
Reborn didn't respond immediately. He just looked at the young girl who had collapsed onto the ground like a pancake from the hole in the wall. "Are you going to take a break?"
He took a potion to revive himself. Chaomu skillfully climbed to his feet, wiped his face, and said decisively, "No need to rest, I'm still fine—ah."
"Don't rush for quick success." The tutor sternly tapped her head. "Pay attention to the balance between work and rest, and remember to review before going to bed."
Chaomu: “…………”
You clearly don't intend to continue but you still ask this question... Is this a sting operation, teacher?
"Because of his meticulous attention to maintenance, Reborn usually has a very regular sleep schedule. He often goes to bed at this time." Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was also suffering, rubbed the bump on her head as usual and comforted her in a low voice, "Junior sister, don't work too hard. There will be plenty of time for training in the future. Just take it step by step... Hmm."
Before leaving the training ground, Reborn patted his second disciple's forehead, indicating that he could hear him making comments about his age. The brown-haired young man with a large bump on his head and his younger sister, who was also beaten up, looked at each other in dismay, and saw a trace of sympathy in each other's eyes.
But neither of them dared to say anything, and they didn't even dare to think about it in their hearts - after all, Reborn was suspected of being able to read minds, and if his thoughts were discovered, this unlucky brother and sister would have to be beaten together.
It wasn't until Reborn's footsteps faded away that the two of them, staring at each other in bewilderment, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time under the white light.
"You've been training hard today." The young Judaime considerately handed over a handkerchief. "Rest for a while before you go back to wash? It's best not to shower right after a strenuous workout."
This mafia boss, dressed in a suit and tie, had just gotten off work, his tie still neatly tied. It was this kind of man who could expertly pull out a handkerchief and a few lollipops from his jacket pocket and feed them to his beaten-up junior sister, who was left with a glare.
There are only senior brothers in the world, and junior sisters with senior brothers are in good spirits.
He had considerately peeled the wrapper off the lollipop, and the plastic stick was so she didn't have to get her hands dirty. Chaomu took the grape-flavored lollipop from his hand and mumbled a thank you, "Thank you, Senior Brother. You're the best, so could you let me touch it..."
"No, don't even think about it." The gentle leader was also very decisive when rejecting her request. Facing her disappointed eyes, he pushed away her cheek that was leaning towards him. "You can't act like a spoiled child... Reborn's plan is also for your own good. There's no point in looking at me with a puppy dog eye."
After knowing that her senior brother was soft-hearted, Chaomu tried to find some loopholes every now and then. She thought that maybe one day she could convince her senior brother and get her hands on his trash can. She had heard that her senior brother not only knew how to start a fire, which was standard for Italian mafia, but he could also make fire come out of his head, fire his palms and fire a flare cannon, and he could even freeze the enemy in ice with a snap... Of course she wanted to have such cool skills!
As for Reborn's advice, and the fact that she has no slot for a skill book even after drawing it... what does that matter? Players enjoy the process of drawing cards, and if they can't use them right now, it's not a big deal; she'll always have a slot for it in the future.
"I can't touch you, Brother... It's like a flower without sunlight, a fish without a bicycle..." She clutched her chest and slumped beside the young man, her acting quite exaggerated. "Just let me touch you, Brother... If I can't touch you again, I'm really going to die. I'm going to die, huh? I really am going to die."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “…………Hello.”
He helplessly held her shoulders and led her towards her usual guest room. "I told you, this kind of illogical and exaggerated coquettish behavior is useless... And if you want to touch the trash can, just touch the trash can. Don't omit the most crucial part of the word."
The fifth attempt to get Sawada Tsunayoshi to take her back to her room failed.
Chaomu returned to the guest room with regret, and had to listen to his senior brother's final words at the door: "Junior sister, you are still young and have a lot of time to grow. Don't be too anxious..."
"...As your senior, I will support you even if you encounter problems you can't solve." Warm light shone on the brown-haired young man's eyes, and those warm brown eyes were gentle and inclusive. "So, there's no need to be so eager to grow up... Before you grow up, there are some things that you can just leave to your senior brother to handle."
Although the senior brother should not have the ability to read minds, when being stared at by those eyes, Chao Mu always had a subtle feeling that everything about him was exposed in his eyes.
But this feeling is not unpleasant... after all, there is only tolerance in his eyes.
...It always makes people want to test his bottom line a little more.
"Can you really leave everything to me, Senior Brother?" Chaomu looked up at him and blinked. "No matter what trouble I get into... it's okay?"
"Except for knowingly committing a crime—you are not allowed to show an eager look."
The evil in her eyes almost overflowed like honey. Sawada Tsunayoshi flicked her forehead with his finger almost helplessly and added: "Sleep well at night, don't continue to deliberately make Reborn unhappy, and don't bully Hayato..."
"As for the rest... I have my senior brother here."
As a person with keen intuition, he could clearly sense that Chaomu was eager to improve his abilities because of some external pressure.
...Has her life of wandering and helplessness since childhood accustomed her to self-reliance and self-reliance, and made her feel uneasy when she lacks strength? Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't know the details.
All he could do was try his best to give her a sense of security.
"That's a brilliant statement." His eyes were warm and resolute. Chaomu was mesmerized by his words, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but admire, "This is the light of the Vongola, the heartwarming Lord Ozora, the greatest leader, considerate, gentle, kind, yet tactful... Hmm."
"Don't learn this from Hayato... Junior sister!" The brown-haired young man, his ears red, reached out to cover her mouth with his hand, unable to bear it any longer. "Anyway, ahem... give me a chance to show off. I just want to be a good senior brother..."
Although he looks like a mature adult, he is surprisingly shy.
Chaomu responded with a humming sound, blinking hard to indicate that he would not say anything more.
Sawada Tsunayoshi finally breathed a sigh of relief and patiently gave her a few more instructions before leaving her door: "Well, good night, Junior Sister."
"Good night, senior brother."
The player obediently watched him leave, and once the door closed, he sighed deeply.
Senior brother is such a good person, and she also wants to be his good junior sister - but after all, the matter of offending Yunque is a done deal, and there is nothing she can do about it.
In order to withstand the angry attack of the Cloud Guardian, she really had to hurry up and improve her abilities...
...I really have to search the trash cans at night. Even if I don't find anything, I'll gain experience points. If I reach level 30 quickly, I can unlock a skill bar.
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The author has something to say: Confused consciousness (vomiting soul)
The next chapter will feature a night attack on Teacher R.
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