Chapter 112 Chapter 112 Warden
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Mo Shiyu poked his head out from the pile of quilts in a daze, his face covered with red marks from sleeping.
"Tsunayoshi-kun, you're out of school..."
"I let him go a long time ago." Tsunayoshi Sawada came in, pulled him off the bed, then opened the curtains and opened the window to let in fresh air.
Mo Shiyu had drooped eyelids as he was pushed by Sawada Tsunayoshi to wash his face and brush his teeth. Then he curled up in his small cashier desk and slowly combed his messy long hair with his fingers.
It wasn't until Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the lunch box he had given him and stared at the rice balls and roasted sweet potatoes inside for a minute that he finally came to his senses and glanced at the wall clock.
Oh, it’s already evening.
"You'll become stupid if you keep sleeping, Brother Shiyu."
Tsunayoshi Sawada found a stool and sat down, watching Mo Shiyu, who was curled up in the corner with his legs bent, eating sweet potatoes. This was Mo Shiyu's special request yesterday, so Tsunayoshi Sawada rode his bicycle to Chinatown after school to buy it and brought it over, so he arrived a little late.
Looking at the gray-haired young man chewing the sweet and steaming sweet potato with a happy face, the thirteen-year-old brown-haired boy sighed.
As lazy as a pig.
Two years ago, Mo Shiyu caused a big disturbance in Slovakia. Overnight, the whole world was filled with dead bodies. His danger level was also successfully raised to SS high-risk level by various governments.
Many of the people who died that day were of prominent backgrounds. After all, no one had expected that the Nest Mother could actually crawl along the Internet cable to kill people. For a time, all major forces in the world were in turmoil, but in the midst of the chaos, everyone worked together in an unusually tacit understanding to frantically search for the missing Nest Mother, vowing to take her for themselves.
But the culprit hid himself after killing people, and never showed up again, even though the outside world was in chaos.
At that time, many people were cursing Mo Shiyu as an executioner and a madman with a broken brain, and they were probably hiding in the dark and laughing at them.
Only Sawada Tsunayoshi knew what Mo Shiyu looked like when he knocked on his door two years ago.
The nest mother, who had pushed herself too hard upon reaching maturity, had her skin and flesh torn and bleeding. Even her soft, shiny gray hair was soaked with blood and sweat, and lines of decayed color spread all over her body.
He was like a bloody baby animal that had just been born from its mother's body, trembling all over.
After knocking on the door, Mo Shiyu fainted and struggled to wake up a week later. Sawada Tsunayoshi hid him at home and carefully raised him with Smino and others for several months before the exhausted nest mother recovered.
Perhaps because he killed too many people at once, in order to digest the meat honey that these people had turned into, Mo Shiyu became extremely sleepy.
Tsunayoshi Sawada was worried. Even after Mo Shiyu left his home and settled down in a small shop nearby, he still came to see him almost every day and fed him food to prevent Mo Shiyu from starving to death.
Everything was moving in the right direction, but occasionally, Tsunayoshi Sawada would find that when Mo Shiyu woke up from bed, he would feel wet, lazy and hot in his bones.
It's like there's someone hiding in the bed.
But I can't find it no matter how hard I look.
The brown-haired, warm-eyed boy's gaze swept over Mo Shiyu's face and neck, frowned silently, and then slowly relaxed.
In any case, he felt that it was really good that the other party could live such a peaceful life.
Of course, it would be better if Mo Shiyu could go out occasionally instead of staying at home every day.
"I made a deal today." Mo Shiyu held the hot sweet potato and happily showed it off to the young man Sawada.
"Hey, are there any guests coming?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked in surprise.
"She's a lovely little girl," Mo Shiyu said. He shook his head, looking troubled. "But she seems a little flustered. Is there something wrong with my hospitality?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head. "Maybe it's because things have been so uneasy in Namimori lately, so she wants to go back early."
"What happened?" Mo Shiyu paused in his eating and raised his eyes alertly. If there was any change in this peaceful town that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, it would most likely be the beginning of the tutoring plot.
Reborn, sitting in a baby chair nearby, nibbled on a sweet potato gracefully. "Recently, a murder occurred in Namise."
Mo Shiyu was stunned for a moment.
Sawada Tsunayoshi leaned over the table, his warm brown eyes dimming a little. "Several bodies have been found recently, and the murderer hasn't been caught yet. That's why the school's dismissal time has been earlier recently, just to let the students go home earlier. I came here to tell you this, Brother Shiyu. Be careful recently, and remember to lock the door before going to bed at night."
Mo Shiyu wasn't afraid. What concerned him was the unspoken meaning of Sawada Tsunayoshi's words, "What about you? Are you going to catch the murderer?"
"Of course." Reborn opened his dark eyes and slowly smiled. "Protecting the people around is also the responsibility of the Mafia Boss."
"What? You're making collecting protection money sound so righteous..." the brown-haired boy complained silently.
“…” Mo Shiyu’s eyes moved but he didn’t say anything.
Over a year ago, Reborn officially settled down at Sawada Tsunayoshi's house to train Sawada Tsunayoshi to become the tenth generation leader of the Vongola family. Since then, various family members have come to the family.
During this period, many things happened that Mo Shiyu did not want to recall for the sake of his child's self-esteem - for example, he often knew what color underwear Tsunayoshi was wearing today.
Reborn pursed his lips and looked at him, his dull eyes half-disappearing beneath the brim of his hat. He said slyly, "A kid who just entered junior high school goes out in the middle of the night to protect everyone, while an adult stays in a warm house enjoying the night. What do you think, Mr. Xiaomo?"
Mo Shiyu rolled his eyes at him: "...you guys really took all the blame for yourself."
Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately opened his eyes wide and said indignantly, "Don't let Tokiyu-kun get involved in such a dangerous thing, Reborn!"
Reborn laughed pleasantly, "Well, that's true."
It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. After chatting for a short while, the boy and the baby were ready to get up and leave. Reborn looked back at Mo Shiyu before pushing the door.
“No matter how beautiful your muscles are, they will become dull if they are not exercised occasionally.”
"This is just a family affair of Binsheng. No external forces are involved. If you want to come, you can come at any time."
Mo Shiyu propped up his head and raised the corners of his beautiful mouth towards him, "I'll consider it."
****
The door was quietly closed.
Mo Shiyu finished his dinner in a few bites, washed the dishes, and then lay down on the table, his unfocused eyes fixed on the shelf in front of him full of strange and bizarre items.
"Move a little..." He murmured softly.
It was obvious that at the beginning, he stayed indoors just to cover his whereabouts, but now two years have passed. As long as he covers up his conspicuous gray hair and uses Smino's teleportation ability, Mo Shiyu can appear anywhere in the world without being noticed by anyone.
But for a long time, he went out almost only to draw out pollutants from the corners, purify them and bring them back here.
Apart from this, there is nothing else I want to do.
Mo Shiyu didn’t know, and was too lazy to think about what else he could do.
He could live in the hut he built all the time, day or night.
A pair of fair arms reached out from the darkness behind him and wrapped around his neck. Those arms, which should have been works of art, were covered in bruises and pinholes, like a white jade vase that had been violently dropped and cracked. A low, hoarse voice echoed in his ears, "Sounds interesting."
As if he couldn't bear the warm and moist breath spraying on his ears, Mo Shiyu tilted his head slightly, "Are you interested, Xiao Mo?"
"I'm interested in you..." Xiao Mo laughed softly, "Do you want to compete with me? Whoever catches the criminal first will be the boss tonight."
"Why should I compete with you on this?" Mo Shiyu complained, "Besides, the stakes don't sound good..."
"Come?"
Mo Shiyu sighed, and when he raised his eyes again, he was already smiling, "Come on."
The murders that broke the peace of the small town mostly involved handsome young people, and most of them were killed by the murderer on their way home from drinking in the middle of the night.
Mo Shiyu casually put on a pair of black-framed glasses, tugged at his collar, and went out.
"Where are we going?" Xiao Mo asked.
Mo Shiyu confidently announced, "Of course, go fishing in the bar. You'll always catch one."
Xiao Mo watched him leave, and his body emerged from the darkness. He took a few steps, his steps slightly limping, a wobbly silver handcuff hanging from one wrist, his slightly long black-gray hair was highlighted, his face was pale and weak, revealing a pair of dark eyes that were as cold as a ghost, and seemed to be faintly revealing a thick erotic red.
【Warden SR】
You are the all-powerful warden, covered in bandages all over your body and face. A high-ranking official suspected of disfigurement, you never reveal your true face. Imprisoning prisoners is your instinct. Even though you have a limp and may not be able to outrun the prisoners, as long as you have evidence, you will automatically imprison them.
"Xiao Yu..." Xiao Mo said slowly, evoking a sinister and sweet smile.
"Don't get drunk, or you'll be taken away by the big-tailed wolf."
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