Chapter 109: Cute, I want to raise it, so will the love disappear?
Tsunayoshi Sawada is indeed a hardworking office worker.
In the world of mafia bosses, some are invisible all day, operating as a monarch, rarely involved in foreign affairs, and adept at withholding wages and exploiting their subordinates; others simply wander around with a cotton candy bag in their pockets, entertaining themselves...
Compared with these people, even the mafia bosses who are just doing their job normally look handsome - among these bosses, Tsunayoshi Sawada is definitely the best.
Although he often overslept during his student days, he has now become an experienced office worker who wakes up on time at six in the morning to go to work. His biological clock makes him wake up on time even on holidays and walk to his office instinctively.
In fact, Reborn decided to leave Chaomu hanging here and leave because he considered that his other disciple would arrive very early and would not let her be hung here for the whole day.
But he obviously did not consider Sawada Tsunayoshi's feelings.
When the young leader opened the office door and saw the motionless little raccoon hanging from the chandelier, his calm expression gradually cracked. "Master, Junior Sister?!"
At that time, Chaomu was idle to rest and kill time. The raccoon in the game was motionless, as if it had been completely dried out by the wind because it had been hanging for too long.
There was a piece of paper stuck on her round belly. Sawada Tsunayoshi carefully moved closer to take a look. On it was written in beautiful cursive script: "Habitual night raider, no feeding allowed."
Looking closely, her abdomen didn't seem to be moving much... Master, Junior Sister... ?
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “…………!!!”
His fingertips trembled slightly as he reached out to feel the breath of the little raccoon with closed eyes: "Junior sister...? Xiao Mu? How are you? Are you still alive..."
As Chaomu returned to the game and opened her eyes, she met the eyes of the brown-haired young man standing nearby. As she raised her face, the tip of her nose happened to brush against his lips.
The latter seemed a little caught off guard, instinctively letting out a "huff" from her throat and hastily taking a half step back before regaining her composure: "Junior Sister? Are you... okay?"
Although my senior is actually a mature mafia boss... he sometimes acts a bit like a rabbit and seems to be easily frightened.
"Luckily, I'm still alive. I won't be dried up like a raccoon if I'm just hung there for a few hours." Chaomu fluttered in mid-air, his tail twitching. "If Brother put me down, I'd be better off... Brother, help me."
She looked in good condition and full of energy. Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little amused.
He carefully untied the intricate knots and asked helplessly, "You really didn't listen last night... Did you do something that Reborn caught you doing? Why is he so angry?"
"It's nothing." The little raccoon blinked his golden eyes, his expression as innocent as it could be. "I just wanted to be a good student who cares about the teacher. I was worried that the teacher would catch a cold if he went to bed with his robe unzipped and the quilt not covered properly, so I considerately covered him with a quilt. That's all. Why is Mr. Reborn angry? I don't know."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: “…………?”
Even though he was an experienced adult who had seen a lot of ups and downs... and had dealt with many outrageous things done by the Italian Mafia, he was shocked for a moment when he heard her say that.
"You mean..." He paused for two seconds while removing the rope, sorted out his words, and asked politely, "You showed up in Reborn's room in the middle of the night while he was sleeping and were caught red-handed by him?"
Although she looked pitiful hanging in the office, since she was caught on the spot during a night raid... she deserved it.
"How can you say you deserve it? There's nothing wrong with using it to challenge difficulties." Chaomu still had the buff of the Truth Bullet on him, and he spoke with a clear conscience. "I was just touching a trash can. I didn't intend to do anything else."
"What do you mean by 'I was just touching a trash can'... The night raid itself is terrifying."
After a struggle, Sawada Tsunayoshi finally managed to untie her ropes and lower the poor raccoon back to the ground. He looked at her furry head, feeling a subtle sense of helplessness like a child raising an unruly child. "You should know this, right? It would be disastrous if Reborn caught you..."
As a result of the previous action, his neat suit jacket was inevitably stained with a few strands of fluff. Coupled with the slight helplessness on his face, the brown-haired young man now looked like a cross between a nagging mother and a pet keeper.
The little raccoon, having finally broken free from its restraints, landed nimbly, swung its tail, and stood up, transforming back into a young girl wearing a hood.
She casually tugged at her bangs with her fingertips. "So, I was just thinking I'd just avoid getting caught... Well, I failed this time, but I might not fail next time."
As long as players summarize their experience well, they will always succeed next time.
"You've just been put down and you're already thinking about next time..."
Sawada Tsunayoshi had a lot of complaints that he wanted to vent, but in the end, they all turned into a helpless sigh.
He now somewhat understood the complex emotions felt by some of his married subordinates with children when they discussed raising their children...though he seemed to have always understood, having taken care of many children during his youth.
However, Asamure is not as innocent a child as Rambo was at that time - she is already an adult and has her own ideas, and Sawada Tsunayoshi cannot control her like he controls Rambo.
"Even if you absolutely must undertake this 'challenge'... I don't recommend that you continue with such activities at this stage," he said, ringing the bell for his assistant to bring an extra breakfast while trying to tactfully persuade her. "A good assassin or warrior is extremely aware of their surroundings. Even in their sleep, they wouldn't fail to notice an enemy invasion... and Reborn is a top assassin."
"Although you are very talented in stealth, an enemy of Reborn's level is still a bit too advanced for you. Game challenges also need to be based on levels, and they require gradual progress."
What he said made a lot of sense, and Chaomu felt that he was right.
She nodded in agreement, "It might be a little difficult to take down Teacher Reborn, so I'm going to lower my expectations and start with you, Brother...ah."
Meeting her senior brother's blank gaze, she scratched her head:...It's all because of the truth bullet. I blurted out my plan completely.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's smile froze: "......?"
What does it mean to start from him... Is he also the target of her next night attack?
He didn't expect that this fire would burn him, and the words of persuasion were stuck in his throat: "...Junior Sister?"
"Although this doesn't seem to be something I can say... I thought you should have known this would happen a long time ago." Chaomu sighed deeply and patted his shoulder. "It's not my fault. It's your trash can that has been attracting my attention. I failed to successfully crawl into your room one day, and I thought about it day and night every day-"
The name Chaomu refers to the Chaomu she thinks about the trash can day and night. Her attachment to the trash can is written in its name.
Seeing the expression on the brown-haired young man's face becoming increasingly stiff, she finally felt guilty and hooked her arm around his neck, ready to negotiate terms with him: "If you really don't want to, could you introduce me to someone else? For example, the other guardians... You know Yusi-kun..."
"I have brought your breakfast...Tenth Generation?" Just at this moment, the diligent worker No. 2 Gokudera Hayato knocked on the heavy wooden door of the office and pushed the food cart into the office.
As soon as he entered, he saw the short-haired girl hooked around the Vongola leader's neck, chattering. His keen hearing allowed him to catch the end of a few key words: "Introduce Mukudera-kun... to me? I'll secretly go... to his room... at night... and cherish the opportunity..."
The dining car, which had been moving steadily forward, suddenly braked. The bone china dishes collided with a crisp sound, and the coffee liquid sloshed in the pot. With a bang, Hayato Gokudera felt his face burn red.
His mind flashed back to the collar and the touch of her stroking his head when he had transformed into an animal not long ago. A blush spread from his cheeks to his neck: Chaomu, she really wanted to... wanted to raise him?! She even found the tenth generation...
Regardless of whether she had the quirks he suspected... it was absolutely wrong for her to go to his room at night, right?! Even if she approached the Tenth Generation... how could he possibly agree?
As expected, Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and without hesitation, he knocked the girl on the head and refused her sternly: "Absolutely not - don't think about Hayato. It's not allowed on Takeru's side either... Don't say he invited you, no, it's not allowed."
"I can't do this or that. If I can't find the trash can, what's the point of my life?"
Chaomu was quite dissatisfied with his feedback and did not move even after being hit - she was quite interested in the box weapons that might be produced in the trash cans of the Vongola. She hoped that one day she could collect a bunch of boxes of cute little animals to open a zoo, and everyone could dig through the trash together.
"If you really don't want to introduce the Guardian to me... then repay me with yourself." She persevered and brought the topic back to the starting point. Leaning against his head, she bargained with him seriously, "I heard that your box weapon is a little lion - I want to raise one too...!"
A lion is fine too. Yamamoto said that little lion is very cute, so it’s natural for her to want to own one.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Don't say such terrible things seriously... You can't do that, Kogure."
"Eh? No way?"
"No. Don't even think about it."
Perhaps because they were plotting something, their voices were hushed. Gokudera Hayato could only vaguely discern a few key words.
"I will pay it back myself... Senior Brother... I want to support him..."
As he listened, his eyes changed slightly: This willful young lady... actually wants to keep the tenth generation as... a child...?
Although for many wealthy ladies, "raising pets" is a common hobby - just like the Tenth Daemon's indifferent reaction when he mentioned it to her before, as the younger sister of the Vongola leader, it wouldn't be difficult for her to raise one or two "pets"...
...Even if Asami's interest was in Hayato Gokudera himself, if the Tenth Dashige gave the order, Gokudera would absolutely obey, no matter how reluctant he was... He had already prepared himself mentally...
But how could she set her sights on the Tenth Generation? This would be disrespectful to the Tenth Generation...!
Seeing the brown-haired leader's face full of helplessness, as if he wanted to refuse but couldn't bring himself to say it, Gokudera Hayato's sense of responsibility burned fiercely.
"Even if you're Mr. Reborn's new student... you absolutely cannot make such an impolite request." The silver-haired man in a suit and tie stepped forward decisively. He separated the young girl from his leader in a gentlemanly, cautious, and unyielding manner, bowing slightly. "The Tenth Damei is the leader of the Vongola family. He would never agree to such a terrible request..."
Under the girl's gaze, he pursed his lips slightly, upholding a sense of responsibility that if he didn't go to hell, no one would, and lowered his head slightly with a determination to cut off his own arm. His silver hair covered the crimson tips of his ears: "If you really... have that kind of... need..."
The Tenth Generation doted on this junior sister especially. If he didn't stand up for her, the Tenth Generation might really make some bad compromises for her... In order to protect the Tenth Generation...!
Hayato Gokudera closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his silver-gray eyelashes fluttering. When he opened them again, only determination remained in his green eyes. "If you really want... then I will take over as the Tenth Generation."
His attitude was far too serious and sincere, as if he had made a huge sacrifice. Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little confused by his friend and subordinate's reaction, and said bewilderedly, "Wait... Hayato? Don't indulge her too much. That kind of thing shouldn't be indulged in the first place..."
Like Sawada Tsunayoshi, Asam was also a little confused about Hayato Gokudera who suddenly appeared and made a restrained statement.
"What's the point of being indulged or not, replacing or not? Why do I have to choose? I deserve this." She scratched her head. "Whether it's Mukuji-kun or Senior Brother... replacing them is only temporary, right? I want them all."
The melon is cute and the little lion smells good - only children make choices, adults must want them all.
Be it her senior's trash can, or Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto-kun, Reborn-sensei, or any of the other guardians' trash cans... they are all her wings, each one indispensable. How can she let go of them? She won't abandon any of them!
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The author has something to say: 590: The tenth generation doted on her too much... She even wanted to raise the tenth generation?
270: How could Hayato indulge her like this?
I'm not feeling well today. My stomach aches, my back aches, and I can't even open my eyes at night because of eye strain... Damn... Why are people so fragile...
I got infected with S (Sleep) at a young age, so I just go to bed early...
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