Chapter 24 Namimori Daily Life (Part 11)
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked forward to the summer festival, but as the day drew closer, he wished it would come a little slower, a little slower.
He woke up to find a gift bag on his bedside table. Not only him, but everyone in the house received a gift.
"It's not Christmas today."
He scratched his head, puzzled.
Are you still dreaming?
"Tsuna, take another look."
Reborn struck him on the head with the hammer that Leon had transformed into.
The gift bag had a note attached that read, "A gift for Tsuna."
It's Yaochuan Ling's handwriting.
When he was in school, he often asked Yamamoto Takeshi for help with his homework. He was too embarrassed to look at her face, so he would stare at her homework.
He was familiar with her handwriting.
Each stroke, each word, each phrase.
When writing quickly, it's like a deer about to leap into the sky; when writing carefully, it's like a babbling brook in the forest.
"This is a photo album? Huh, when was this photo taken? How embarrassing."
Sawada Tsunayoshi pulled out a notebook, and the first page showed a picture of him with flames on his head and wearing blue star-patterned underwear.
It said at the bottom: Blue Star! I guessed right again! Thanks to Tsuna for always providing me with snacks (^_^)
"Is this something you can gamble on?"
He was exasperated and turned the page.
The second picture shows him sleeping on the table, his face drawn on like a little kitten: Yay! Prank successful! But Tsuna looks kind of cute with the kitten drawing on him. I wonder if I'll get caught secretly pinching his cheek?
"I remember Gokudera and Yamamoto were drawn that time too. But... wait?! She... she... pinched my cheek?!"
His ears turned slightly red as he looked at the next page.
Reborn, who was drinking coffee nearby, looked at him with disdain upon hearing this.
Make a fuss over nothing.
He wasn't the only one whose cheeks had been pinched.
These coffee beans are good.
However, he was still a little unhappy.
"There are many photos, I'll look at them slowly later. There are more important things to do now."
Reborn interrupted Sawada Tsunayoshi's scrolling down and threw the phone into his arms.
"Let's get started preparing before the summer festival begins. Call them all over."
He took another sip of coffee and said calmly.
He'll take charge of the command; the rest of the hard work will be left to the idiots.
The unspoken understanding between master and disciple made him understand his thoughts.
Sawada Tsunayoshi gripped his phone tightly, making up his mind: "We're going to give her an unforgettable summer festival."
Deep down, he hoped that she would always remember the fireworks they watched together.
Even if someone takes her to see a grander and more spectacular fireworks display in the future, this farewell fireworks display will always remain in her heart.
Fireworks may fade, but friendship will last forever.
"You're really cunning, Tsuna."
Reborn saw through his thoughts and smirked.
Sawada Tsunayoshi complained, "You clearly think the same thing, right, Reborn?"
Compared to the teacher, he was nothing.
The person he contacted arrived quickly.
Hayato Gokudera, Takeshi Yamamoto, the Sasakawa brothers and sisters, Haru Miura, Aoki, Dino, Ippei Rambo and Fuuta.
Kyoko Sasagawa also invited Hana Kurokawa. Although Hana looked disgusted, she came along after hearing that it was for a farewell party for Rei Yokawa.
He sent a message to Hibari Kyoya, who unsurprisingly refused to join the group.
"Lark has other things to do."
Reborn could tell what his little apprentice was thinking at a glance.
Namimori is a small place; it's not as bustling and lively as Yokohama, nor does it have the romantic charm of Sicily. Most of the time, it's quiet and peaceful.
As a rare and grand event in Namimori, the summer festival draws residents to reserve stalls early in the morning and prepare protection money.
What's unusual this year is that Hibari Kyoya didn't collect protection money. He only had one request: when you see the prettiest blonde girl with green eyes, don't charge her any money, and let her have fun.
Hydrangeas and snapdragons lined both sides of the road, and wind chimes swayed in the breeze under the eaves.
The chairman, who had arranged all this, was sitting behind the little girl, picking up her hair and calmly beginning to style it.
Hibari Kyoya kept his promise; he had previously coaxed Yokawa Rei into braiding her hair, and he would definitely keep his word.
Moreover, this is not something he doesn't want to accomplish.
He enjoyed it.
"Use this."
He held up a light purple hair ornament and waved it in front of her eyes. The tassels under the ornament had bells hanging from them, making a crisp and melodious sound.
Today she was wearing a gradient green yukata, with clusters of hydrangeas embroidered on the dark green hem, which echoed the light purple sash.
It was prepared for her by Kyoya.
Yao Chuanling blankly replied, "Okay."
She felt like someone was watching her today.
It was a long-lost, exceptionally gentle gaze.
She saw Hibari Kyoya in the mirror; the aloof young man had somehow revealed such tenderness.
It must be an illusion.
It must have been Kyoya's gaze.
She blinked slowly. She had gotten up early this morning to secretly slip them gifts, and now that she was resting, she was starting to feel sleepy.
The elf heard the person behind her sigh softly, then patted her head.
"Go to sleep."
He decided to settle accounts with her later for mentioning in the photo album that he was a runaway princess.
When she woke up, Yokawa Rei found her leaning on Hibari Kyoya's shoulder. Already awake, she immediately sat up straight and gave him an embarrassed smile.
The victim stopped reading, glanced at her, and seemed somewhat displeased.
He was still wearing his Namimori school uniform.
A famous school-loving fanatic.
Yao Chuanling muttered to himself.
She clearly saw his yukata.
The gradient purple is so pretty. This outfit of hers definitely makes us good friends.
Damn it, they should have arranged for Tsuna and Kyoko to wear them too. It would be so cool to wear them together and cause a ruckus in the streets.
"It's about to start, go have some fun."
Hibari Kyoya didn't even close the book before trying to send her away.
She was eight feet away from him as soon as she woke up. She didn't know who combed her hair or who was worried that she was not comfortable sleeping and gave her their shoulder to rest on.
ungrateful.
He never participates in such large gatherings. Seeing a group of herbivores gathered together makes him want to bite them to death.
Yao Chuanling didn't notice that he was angry, and greeted him with a smile before leaving.
【Don't come any closer】: We have something to do and will be there later, Xiaoling, you play for a while.
Hmm.
Let her play for a while, at least.
They all treated her like a child.
She shoved a candied strawberry into her mouth in frustration and ran to the next stall.
"Hey? It's you guys."
They were the pastry chef and waiter from the cake shop whom I hadn't seen for several days.
They sell takoyaki at their stall.
"What flavor would Miss Yaochuan like?"
Amuro asked politely.
The cake shop was originally opened to gather intelligence. They finally managed to catch a big fish related to the Vongola, but on the very night they started talking to her, they were warned by two people.
Mr. Reborn, the world's number one assassin, and Hibari Kyoya, the head of the Namimori Disciplinary Committee, stand in front and behind, one in the shadows and one in the light, respectively, preventing them from getting close to the client in front of them.
There wasn't even room for negotiation.
Teriyaki!
Yao Chuanling was completely unaware of this matter or their intentions, and treated them as before.
The politeness was tinged with a hint of impoliteness.
"Takoyaki is made to order and takes a little time. Miss Yaochuan, you can go and play somewhere else for a while."
Chef Morofushi Kagemitsu preheated the pot base and said gently.
She arrived early and was the first customer at the stall. She had just plugged in the small pot and hadn't had time to preheat it yet.
His attitude was no different from a few days ago. After all, gentleness is his nature, not a pretense.
Another one that tells her to go play somewhere else.
Yaochuan's spiritual energy transformed into a pufferfish.
She won't leave!
He Fugu Xiaoling casually pulled up a stool and sat opposite him, her eyes fixed on Morofushi Kagemitsu's movements.
"I'm not a child anymore!"
The fifteen-year-old, growing-up sprite said fiercely.
So don't always treat her like a little kid. The real kids are Lambo, Ippei, and Fuuta.
"Understood, young man."
Having witnessed the swordplay and intrigue of the underworld, her bluff was nothing but a paper tiger.
Zhu Fujingguang burst into laughter.
He exchanged a glance with Amuro Tooru.
It is precisely to protect the smiles of the people that they are willing to merge into darkness.
Morofushi Kagemitsu sprinkled bonito flakes on the baked takoyaki, put it in a cardboard box, and handed it to her.
"It's a little hot, take it."
A friendly reminder from the blue-eyed cat.
The green-eyed kitten smiled broadly.
That gaze reappeared from the shadows.
The night was cool as water, yet this gaze was gentler than spring water and more distant than the sky and water.
Chewing on takoyaki, Yao Chuanling had a guess in her mind.
At the start of the summer festival, she visited Namimori Shrine.
The shrine was built on the back mountain, and because of the summer festival, there were not many people there at the moment. She quickly stood in front of the statue.
Yaochuan Ling had been here before, and the statue was no different from usual.
She placed all the food she was holding on the altar, stared at the statue for a long time, and then turned to leave.
"I'm doing fine, you don't need to worry."
"Mother."
How could I not recognize him?
She endured such gazes for fourteen years.
This is a mother's gaze.
The girl in the yukata walked away slowly.
The tall, enshrined statue kept watching her back as if she were a mother seeing her child off on a long journey.
Why don't you say a few words?
Only after Yao Chuanling's figure disappeared from sight did the noble young man in a red and white hunting robe leisurely appear.
He held a folding fan, looked at the statue beside him, and his fox-like eyes were full of amusement.
The lifeless statue was transformed into a goddess who was half-human and half-snake.
She said, "You know perfectly well why I'm asking this."
If they were to actually meet, how could she bear to let her continue living in another world?
That was her daughter, whom she had raised with the love of a precious jewel for fourteen years.
"This makes me even more curious. What made you make such a difficult decision? I tried to persuade you again and again, but you wouldn't listen."
She gave up on letting Yao Chuanling continue to stay under her protection, living in an ivory tower-like world where everything was beautiful, carefree, and unaware of the ways of the world.
“Because I dreamt about it,” Izanami said. “I dreamt about her future self.”
Izanami only dreamed twice.
The first time, I dreamt that she fell into the underworld.
The second time, I dreamt of Yaochuan Ling's life.
One hundred and eight years after her first dream, she mistakenly ate the food of the underworld and was unable to leave, transforming into an ugly form. Her husband abandoned her without hesitation. It was the arrival of Little Sunflower that filled her life with hope.
She was afraid of the second dream happening.
"Mortals, monsters, even gods who have lost their faith, they all die. First, it was Little Sunflower's human friend."
That dream felt like it happened just yesterday. As soon as Izanami closed her eyes, those heartbreaking scenes replayed in her mind.
At first, she said it was okay, that she would find her, get to know her again, and become friends again.
First life, second life, third life...
Tenth generation.
After reincarnation, is she still herself?
Kagome, whom the elf encountered, was very different from Kikyo.
She knew perfectly well that they were two different individuals.
Later, her teacher and childhood friend passed away, and many people left Mount Oe and the Nura Clan.
Old friends left one by one, but she couldn't let go, and she rejected new friends.
Until the end of the Dharma-ending Age arrives.
"You saw the pendant around her neck, didn't you? That's the manifestation of her life in a parallel world."
Even Izanami has moments of weakness.
The Goddess of the Underworld had to admit that she could not keep Yao Chuanling under her protection forever.
She's dead. What will happen to her little sunflower?
"So I let go."
Her little sunflower will grow on its own.
Abe no Seimei had always disliked Izanami, feeling that she was too protective of him. He never expected that she would make such a bold decision in silence.
Without her consent, no one can take Yao Chuanling away.
"Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them."
He lost this game.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore,” Izanami said happily. “Sunflower only recognized me, not you.”
This is something to be proud of.
Doesn't this mean that she holds a higher position in Xiaokuihua's heart than that stinky fox?
"Your eyes are too obvious; it would be strange if you didn't recognize me."
As Abe no Seimei spoke, he picked up an apple that his student had placed on the altar and took a big bite.
Ugh, so sour.
It seems even Little Sunflower has moments when her eyesight isn't working properly.
At the same time, Yao Chuanling's eyes were covered and she was pushed forward, while someone next to her deliberately lowered their voice to make her guess who it was.
"It's Dino."
A different person spoke: "You guessed wrong."
"It's A-Wu."
Then another voice said, "No, that's not right."
"It's Kyoko."
The person behind him let go and turned in a different direction.
A sky lantern was lit from somewhere, and her location was the best spot to view it.
Each lamp had their wishes written on it.
On the blurry paper, she saw all the beautiful words in the world.
Further away, she saw Hibari Kyoya, dressed in a yukata, lazily resting his chin on his hand, gazing at the myriad lights below.
Namimori tonight must be more romantic than Sicily.
Dino thought to himself.
As the sky lanterns faded into the distance, a cannon blast brought the night's theme back to fireworks.
Kyoko Sasagawa whispered in her ear, "Dino bought all the fireworks in Namimori, and a really beautiful four-foot jewel too."
Eight fireworks were launched simultaneously, turning the night sky into a paradise. Vendors stopped what they were doing and joined in to admire the beautiful fireworks.
The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of blossoms. And blows down stars like rain.
The exquisite four-foot jade pendant has now been brought to life.
Fireworks write words in the sky: The road ahead is beautiful, the future is brilliant.
"It was modified by Hayato."
Bianchi crossed her arms and walked over to her, admiring Gokudera Hayato's masterpiece.
This bomb-making kid was an expert in this field and took on the task of modifying fireworks all by himself.
Before leaving, she had to give credit to her brother who did good deeds anonymously.
Bi Yangqi smiled, handed Yao Chuanling a tissue, and rubbed her face.
I wish I had a younger sister as cute as her.
Bianchi deliberately glanced at Gokudera Hayato, whose unlovable younger brother silently put his handkerchief back into his pocket.
Thank you everyone!
The crybaby wiped away her tears, turned around to face everyone, and smiled brightly.
Everyone is so kind to her, she should be happy.
It felt like a strawberry-flavored firework had been set off in her heart.
Under her smile, even the eight-sound, four-foot jade pendant that Dino had bought at great expense was relegated to the background.
No one will forget this distorted scene.
After Sawada Tsunayoshi succeeded as the Tenth Boss, this photo was placed in the desk drawer of the Boss's office. He would often open the drawer, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and wonder when the person in the photo would return.
Because of her promise—
"We'll meet again in the future."
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