Chapter 56 Vongola: Namimori Daily Life
During Namimori's time, Yokawa Rei continued to live at the Hibari residence, just as before.
At fifteen, the elfin girl was innocent and naive; at twenty-five, she began to wonder about love and the heart of a lover.
"Kyouya, do you know what kissing feels like?"
At that moment, Hibari Kyoya had just come out of the room, wearing a silk nightgown and holding a water glass in his hand.
Yao Chuanling, wearing the same style of pajamas as him but in a different color, lay on the back of the sofa, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
But she couldn't imagine Hibari Kyoya answering her question, and said to herself, "Never mind, Kyoya probably doesn't know. I'll ask someone else."
The person in front of her had a cold and aloof demeanor, and only cared about discipline and combat. Yao Chuanling felt that she must have asked the wrong person.
This is Dr. Shamal's area of expertise.
Hibari Kyoya gave an annoyed "heh," his slender phoenix eyes narrowing dangerously.
Who else are you looking for?
Unlike the young Yun Que ten years ago, his voice has become more mellow and husky as an adult.
They are also more aggressive than they were ten years ago.
No matter who you approach, he will bite you to death.
Hibari Kyoya walked unhurriedly to the sofa and casually placed his water glass on the table.
There were only the two of them in the living room, so the sound of their footsteps was clear and imposing.
Yao Chuanling sensed danger, but couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.
Until he pulled her into his arms.
"Aren't we standing too close?"
She asked.
Yao Chuanling was held on his lap, her hands pressed against his chest, and she instinctively stepped back.
He whispered, "Don't move."
Just a moment ago, she had a dark expression, but now her mood has subtly brightened.
Hibari Kyoya adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable.
He had one arm around Yao Chuanling's waist and the other hand around the back of her head.
"May I?"
The Vongola's strongest guardian looked down at her, his usually cold eyes showing a rare tenderness.
Not understanding how things had turned out this way, Yao Chuanling was confused and thought he was asking if the position was okay, so she nodded blankly.
A barely perceptible chuckle escaped from his lips.
A slightly cool softness pressed against another soft spot.
Like her, her lips were also warm.
Hibari Kyoya did not close his eyes, and thus saw the foolish spirit's expression clearly.
Her eyes widened suddenly, her cheeks gradually flushed a peach color, and finally, her long eyelashes trembled nervously as she closed her eyes.
Like a fish drowning in a gray-blue sea.
With the deep purple and dark green hems overlapping, Yao Chuanling, as if bewitched, slowly wrapped her arms around his waist.
The man's hands, tucked into his light blonde hair, had distinct knuckles, and the veins on his pale skin were faintly visible.
Like the incense burning in a Boshan incense burner, the wisps of smoke outline all the emotions and love.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but by the time Hibari Kyoya released her, the water in the glass had already cooled down.
"You are not allowed to contact anyone else."
His gaze fell on Yao Chuanling's slightly swollen lips.
Thinking of something unpleasant, he bit down meaningfully.
Yao Chuanling blinked blankly.
"good evening."
He gave a faint laugh, picked up his water glass, and went back to his room.
Sweet dreams.
She replied.
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized what she had just done and fled to her room as if escaping.
So the person who missed the opportunity replied with an incredibly smooth "Of course".
The silly elf rolled around in bed wrapped in a blanket until he got tired and sleepy.
Just then, Reborn messaged her saying they were arriving in Namimori the next day, and she vaguely sent back a bunch of gibberish.
[R the Great Demon King]: You can't favor one over the other. See you tomorrow.
Yao Chuanling didn't reply; she was already asleep.
It was midday in Italy, the sun was shining brightly, and Reborn suddenly felt agitated.
"Being near the water tower allows one to get the moon first?"
Oh.
But he wasn't the only one who discovered this.
The Mist Guardian, who was in some remote corner of the world, happened to be resting, happened to want to see her, and happened to enter the elf's dream.
“kufufu…”
Rokudo Mukuro chuckled softly.
The various emotions intertwined in the heterochromatic eyes ultimately transformed into a deeper and richer red and blue.
"What's wrong, Mukuro?"
Yao Chuanling was puzzled.
Why are these two acting so strangely tonight?
Why didn't you contact me?
He tucked a strand of golden hair around his finger, a smile playing on his lips.
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
I shouldn't bring my negative emotions to her.
Blame the despicable person who seduced her.
Like boiling water, the black mud in the depths of my heart is bubbling and gurgling.
Yao Chuanling replied matter-of-factly, "You're not here."
In their dream, the hills were covered in lush green grass, and they sat on the grass, gazing at the clouds and birds in the distance.
It was a scene of poetic beauty, but the person beside them was not paying attention to the scenery.
Rokudo Mukuro leaned closer, staring intently at her.
"You like us just as much, right?"
A man with a mind as cunning as a pineapple is secretly setting traps for her.
Yao Chuanling didn't understand what kind of trouble he was trying to cause, so she backed away while glaring at him.
"Of course, what are you thinking?"
Why does he ask such obvious questions every day?
boring!
Hearing her answer, Rokudo Mukuro's smile deepened.
The idiot fell into the pit.
"Since that's the case, I want what he has too."
The man blinked quickly, as if skimming across the sky, and pointed suggestively to his lips.
The King of Gu in the Human Realm.
Yao Chuanling thought of a new word she had recently learned.
They were already very close; if one of them moved forward even slightly, their noses, cheeks, and lips would touch.
The elf looked up and met his eyes.
The only thing reflected in her heterochromatic eyes was her pair of green eyes.
My brain crashed.
Rokudo Mukuro is an extremely patient hunter. He weaves his net step by step, watching his prey willingly step into the trap.
You won't refuse me.
He was so certain.
"Bad pineapple."
She looked away and muttered softly.
Ever since hearing Fran complain that his hairstyle looked like a pineapple leaf, Yaochuan Ling has also started calling him "Pineapple Pineapple".
Sunflowers and pineapples are both plants, and Rokudo Mukuro, relying on her, automatically transformed into the romantic feelings between young lovers.
The pineapple didn't say anything, just stared at her.
Thanks to the unique flow of time in dreams, this moment seems to stand still.
Unable to resist his tantalizing gaze, Yao Chuanling tilted her head slightly and kissed him.
Bang—, bang—, bang—.
Suddenly, small flowers sprouted on the grass.
The distracted elf glanced at it out of the corner of its eye.
Pink, white, blue, purple...
Centered on them, it continues to spread outwards.
Rokudo Mukuro cupped her face, turning the tables and taking the initiative.
"concentrate."
Dissatisfied words were mumbled and hidden beneath the tongue, lingering like gentle, indistinct spring water.
She smelled the rich fragrance of flowers.
The next second, the world spun.
Rokudo Mukuro's vision went black as he was expelled from the dream.
“kufufufufu”
The man sighed, a hint of lingering satisfaction in his voice. He closed his eyes and began humming a song, clearly in high spirits.
It is a lullaby.
Good night, little sunflower.
I really want to meet her in real life.
Lord Mistkeeper, who was on a mission, became impatient and decided to speed up the process.
We finally got her to understand, how can we let her down at a time like this?
No one knew the thoughts of the young man guarding the mist, but the leader, who possessed an overpowered intuition, was the fourth to notice it.
"Oh dear, it's true what they say, 'Teach your apprentice and you'll starve yourself.'"
Reborn looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi sitting next to him with a pity in his eyes.
He had originally planned to go back quietly by himself, but Sawada Tsunayoshi came to find him and discovered something during their conversation.
Thank you.
The leader smiled and agreed.
Having been a leader for so many years, and having been immersed in the workplace, he was no longer as adept at getting away with things as he used to be.
He straightened his suit collar and casually remarked, "We should be uniform."
"Hmph." Reborn let out a soft laugh. "A clumsy attempt at winning him over."
What seemed like a casual remark actually revealed someone's true intentions.
Sawada Tsunayoshi reached out his hand, his face showing confidence.
"But it worked."
Reborn shook hands with him.
Their eyes met, and the teacher and student understood each other without saying a word.
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