Chapter 197: That tattered man in the past is...
Vongola Headquarters, at the corner of the stairs.
When Hibari Kyoya arrived, the stairwell was filled with pink smoke. Rambo's panicked scream echoed from the bottom of the stairs, and he instinctively frowned, realizing what had happened: Had someone been hit by a bazooka from ten years later in the chaos? Could that raccoon have gotten away...
...If she was really swapped to ten years later, he would bite her to death, whether it was the her ten years later or the her who came back five minutes later.
He looked sharply toward the place where the smoke had dissipated, where a figure was coughing. At the same moment, Rokudo Mukuro, transformed into an owl, flapped its wings and flew over, his eyes flickering. "Oh, this is..."
A somewhat embarrassed Gokudera Hayato waved away the last wisp of smoke, his pupils shrinking: "Where's Miss Asamure?!"
The stairwell was empty. There was no gray raccoon, no trash can, and no mature woman who might have been exchanged from ten years later and who should theoretically exist... There was nothing. It was as if the little animal had evaporated into thin air.
"No, it's gone! That tentacle raccoon monster... was... was destroyed by my bazooka..." Rambo finally got up, his face filled with panic as if he had just gotten into trouble. "Will it be exchanged for something even more terrifying... Eh? Nothing?"
Hibari Kyoya frowned.
According to common sense, the person who was hit would exchange five minutes with his or her future self ten years later - but now, the little raccoon disappeared, and the girl ten years later did not appear.
What did this mean? Was the bazooka malfunctioning, or... was she simply not "ten years later"?
The unhappiness of seeing his prey suddenly vanish from sight made his brows furrow, and the corners of his lips curled downward. Unlike him, Gokudera Hayato's expression was even more anxious: "Miss Asamure, could it be..."
How could it be possible... How could she, a Vongola lady, be gone in ten years? She's only around twenty years old now. Even if she's sick or something, given the Vongola's conditions, there's no way she'd die so young...
...Is it because of that... family that has been restless recently?
As the tenth generation's right-hand man, Hayato Gokudera naturally had a good understanding of the various family businesses. He knew that the Jesso family's recent expansion was quite unreasonable, and he also knew that the tenth generation was worried about it. He even didn't take Hayato with him when he was about to negotiate with Byakuran, leaving him to stay within the family...
...This kind of worry about the safety of the headquarters was almost something Sawada Tsunayoshi had never experienced before. Mukuro knew his leader and empathized with his concerns - not long after the tenth generation left, he also fell into a kind of inexplicable uneasiness and anxiety.
Therefore, at this moment, when he was thinking about "Who can take away the tenth generation's beloved junior sister from his side in the future", the first name that came to his mind was the Jesso family.
Bad thoughts turned around in his mind for a few times, but Yusi, who was lost in thought, did not notice another problem.
"...Beyond the question of whether Miss Asagure will still be alive ten years from now...I'm afraid there's another question now." Rokudo Mukuro, in his owl form, landed on the railing, his tone unusually serious. "Has she been gone for...more than five minutes?"
Gokudera Hayato was suddenly startled.
He looked down at his watch, his expression becoming serious. "Hey, Rambo, is there something wrong with your rocket launcher? The time is already..."
"I, I don't know either!" Rambo was about to cry, "This seems to be a new type of rocket launcher. I haven't tried it before..."
This happened so soon after the Tenth Generation's departure, and a vein throbbed in Gokudera Hayato's forehead. But he was no longer as impulsive as he had been in his youth, grabbing Rambo's collar and blaming him. He thought for a moment and said decisively, "You go ask your family's R&D staff, and I'll go ask Mr. Reborn..."
"Don't worry."
A voice came from upstairs. The tutor, who had arrived late in the chaos, lowered the brim of his hat, and his hair on his temples curled slightly.
His face, once more youthful and even a bit immature, had matured, revealing the charm of a mature man. He looked to be around 25 or 26, a bit taller than before, and his suit was impeccably tailored.
"Arcobaleno..." Owl Corpse's gaze fell on his face, thoughtfully, "You seem to have anticipated the development of certain things...?"
Reborn stood at the top of the stairs, as if he had walked out of a dream that had nothing to do with this place, a dream that was even more distant.
"Well... who knows?" He casually lowered the brim of his hat, showing none of the nervousness he should have felt after losing a student. "I just have a certain understanding of my students."
This was said in a rather subtle way, and the reference was somewhat ambiguous, but Reborn himself seemed completely unaware of this.
"Regarding Kogure—don't impose so-called 'common sense' on her." Under the gaze of many people, he leaned on the armrest and stated steadily, "My student was just participating in a small... 'warm-up activity'."
"Before she returns... and the show begins, just do what you need to do, especially Gokudera... and Mukuro. As for Hibari, your prey won't just disappear like that, so just wait patiently."
Chaomu suddenly sneezed twice and opened his eyes in chaos.
The sky was still blue, but the surroundings were clearly no longer within the Vongola castle. She looked up at the sky, not needing to worry like some poor, clueless worker who had traveled through time and space. She skillfully opened the system, intending to see if anything was wrong.
The event notification popped up too quickly, and she couldn't see it clearly in her dizziness. However, the game system page had changed a lot, with a large event announcement posted on the homepage.
[The limited-time event "Past! A Trick of Fate!" is now open——]
This dungeon is limited-time and time passes quickly. Players will automatically exit after the event ends. However, the card pool unlocked in the dungeon is not limited-time. Players can still draw cards and obtain related resources from designated NPCs after exiting the dungeon.
Past Dust Dungeon... Why does this activity name sound unlucky...
The little raccoon trash can squatted in the corner, swiped the page twice, saw the mysterious silhouettes in the activity interface, and accurately recognized the one with the biggest breasts: It was Shier. As soon as I entered the game, I knew there would be a past copy related to him, and now he is finally in.
Hehehe! Back then, when she was very low level, she was beaten by Shen'er (she had no such experience), so now she couldn't wait to get revenge? She glanced at the skill list and found that the cooldown of smashing Varudo had also been refreshed after entering the Dust of the Past dungeon, which immediately made her even more excited.
"You're lucky to be with me now, Shi'er." She chuckled evilly, "Being a pet requires acting like a pet. Just wait until you can put on a maid outfit and let me play with you at my will... Huh?!"
"boom--!"
Accompanied by a strong smell of blood, a huge black shadow fell from the sky and slammed towards her with a whistling sound.
Chaomu: “…………!!!”
She barely had time to dodge, and instinctively opened the lid of the trash can. Her tentacles stretched out, swallowing the body that was hitting her head into the trash can.
...What did she eat... A man? Why does this taste better than Akai Mi? Like...
Before he could think too much, the lid of the barrel slammed shut and a sound of breaking air came from not far away, as if someone was chasing in the direction where the body fell.
The trash can that had just eaten unknown meat quickly moved two steps to the side and stood side by side with the same trash can on the roadside, pretending to be just an ordinary, unremarkable trash can.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he decided to hide and see what happened - this is what the experienced players thought to themselves.
She dodged just in time. A slender figure with short white hair dropped from the sky almost the next second. It was a handsome young man with emerald blue eyes, his body still covered in blood. He looked around with a frown, "...Huh? That guy... is gone?"
"That guy" must be the one who was just swallowed. Chaomu stood still without a guilty conscience, thinking that if she was discovered, she would return the guy who almost knocked her back to the boy who looked very strong.
But who exactly was it that she devoured? She ate so hastily that she didn't even have time to take a closer look...
She pulled her attention away and took a look inside. The man was covered in blood, with a big hole on his plump chest, and the muscles under his tights were motionless.
...Why does this figure look more and more familiar...
A few kind tentacles helped wipe the blood off the man's face. When Chaomu saw his face clearly, his pupils trembled: No, no... This can't be handed over! This tattered-looking man is Shi'er!
How had her ex-husband/ex-pet, whom she had never activated, been beaten to this state? His health bar looked like it was just a sliver of blood, and it was still dropping bit by bit. The body that she had always disliked for being too hot was also getting colder... If this continued, he would die!
At this moment, she didn't care about what the white-haired creature that had just flown in was doing. She opened her backpack and took out all the unused healing potions she had saved. She tried to use her warm tentacles to help block the wound and retain the lost warmth.
But it didn't help, and his body temperature continued to drop. He closed his eyes tightly, pursed his lips, and looked almost dead.
That won’t work.
Chaomu thought angrily.
She hadn't even enjoyed the benefits of being his master, so how could she just watch him die?
The tentacles in the trash can split into several strands, some clutching the potion bottle. The tip of one of the free tentacles gently rubbed the scar, wiping away the remaining blood on the edge, and then unceremoniously squeezed it between his teeth.
"...Don't die." She whispered, "I'm too lazy to reload the save file to save you... Can you reload the save file in the dungeon?"
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Fushiguro Shier felt like he was sinking... like a sinking ship, wrapped in something warm and sticky, sinking bit by bit, and being completely swallowed by death.
The penetrating wound in his chest no longer hurt, but was replaced by a strange numbness, as if there should have been a hole there and new flesh would never grow.
The loss of blood caused his body temperature to plummet, and his limbs began to lose feeling. The powerful body known as the Tyrant was now nothing more than a vessel on the verge of being scrapped.
He could feel his heart still beating, but it was useless, unable to produce more new blood to keep him alive...slowly and weakly, like the last few gasps of an old bellows.
It's really embarrassing.
He pondered this on the edge of his consciousness. He'd been blasted through with a spell by that white-haired brat, and now he hadn't figured out what the hell had swallowed him... a tentacle? A curse? Or something worse? Had that Geto Suguru finally recovered and caught up?
It seems that it is not Geto Suguru... because the wet touch wrapped around him, with some strange temperature, as if trying to block the hole in his chest.
It was a futile effort. Even he, with this level of injury, had already…
What will happen to Kei and Tsu Miki? Should I hold on a little longer and leave Kei to that Gojo brat? He might be a bit arrogant, but he's actually decent. If I ask him...
His consciousness gradually became blurred, and for the first time, he felt so vulnerable, as if he had returned to his childhood when he was at the mercy of others...even weaker than then.
After all, when he was a child, he could still open his eyes to see who was bullying him, but now? He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, and could only let the strange hand drill into his teeth and pry open his mouth...
...something was poured in. It tasted like strawberry.
A warm force descended along the esophagus, then rose from the stomach, spreading along the blood vessels to the limbs. The ruptured chest cavity began to itch—cells were regenerating at an incredible speed, muscle fibers were rewoven, and the broken ribs were healing with a crackling sound.
What... is this? Who is saving him...?
In a daze, something seemed to pull open his eyelids, confirming whether he was dead or not. Furry little paws touched him all over, finally resting on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.
Boom, boom, boom.
A strange female voice sighed in relief in his ear and announced, "Alright, you won't die... I spent so much on healing potions, you couldn't pay me back even if you dug out a hundred thousand trash cans!"
"...I can only reluctantly let you occupy a pet position, and you will have to wait for a lifetime to pay it back."
Shen Er thought, who would plan to repay his life? Did he ask her to save him? What about digging in the trash can? Was his body found by a scavenger?
But he couldn't answer and could only sink into a dark dream...with an inexplicable sense of security he had never experienced before.
He will open his eyes again.
See who she really is.
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The author has something to say: Finally the world line has concluded and I picked up Shen'er... The past line will not be too long, it is a sweet story, mainly about Shen'er, Black Snake, and Shen'er in maid costume Black Snake.
The previous chapter said that Yujie was the confrontation lane, which is not accurate (after thinking about it carefully, the setting is actually that Kogure did it casually, but he broke the defense), he was just along the way (?)
The main storyline progresses very quickly after it is launched. After solving Bai Lan's problem in the tutoring part, the fate-related main storyline ends. The main story also ends with the raccoon becoming the king of the Sicilian trash can (but the raccoon still has many trash cans that he hasn't touched, and he will continue to explore to fill in the gaps).
I have confirmed that I will write a few extra chapters, which are basically Shura Fields:
1. After becoming the Trash Can King and dominating the underworld, King Raccoon announced the disbanding of the Black Organization for love? The Vongola mistress seized power and forced the emperor to abdicate, but why did the Tenth Generation and the outside advisors stand by and watch? Welcome to this episode of Get Close to Raccoon.
2. Pet Shura Field: After the new pet space was opened, the second-year student joined and caused a conflict about first come first served. Then, Rei Furuya, who lived next door and had not yet moved out, heard strange noises and was pulled into the magic cave (?) and turned into a Siamese cat. The whole floor became a pet paradise for raccoons...
These two extra chapters should not be short (current estimate), the rest are to be determined. If there is anything else you want to see, please comment or like in the comment section√The ones with many likes will be given priority!
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