Chapter 216: The Comforted Players! After dinner...
After finishing his meal, the player stuffed all the plates directly into the dishwasher. After asking Kyoko and Koharu to help him prepare some simple fantasy ingredients, he also came to the training room where Tsunayoshi Sawada and others were going.
"Eighth floor underground..." The players, who have become dependent on the patrol robots, are still moving steadily under the guidance of the robots this time.
"Wow!" The player who entered the training room, ignoring Rambo and Ippei who slipped past him, surveyed the room and exclaimed, "This room looks pretty solid."
"Aurora, come here." Reborn, standing in the center of the room, raised Len's hammer, attracting the players' attention.
"I'm here!" The player ignored the hesitant trio and walked over quickly. Looking at the inexplicably imposing Lal Mirchi, he said obediently, "What do you want from me?"
"Lal is about to tell you about the way battles will be fought in the world ten years from now. Come and listen." Reborn jumped onto the only table in the room and sat upright. "After all, you're different from me. You have a chance of escaping."
"Hmph, who knows—" the player snorted, lowering his head. He pulled a lock of hair from his temple and casually curled it. "I actually quite like being in logistics."
How could anyone possibly enjoy being a late gamer? Players are meant to go out and explore the world!
Looks like he's still angry...
Reborn raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying anything.
"Even if you want to be in logistics, sit still." Lal Mirchi lifted Aurora's collar and effortlessly moved her to another position. "Sit here and listen to me."
The player, who had instantly calmed down, sat up straight and whispered, "...Okay, Sister Lal."
"But... it's terrible. Aurora actually stalled so quickly." Tsunayoshi Sawada hung one hand, sweat pouring down his head.
After a small episode, Lal Mirchi officially started his teaching.
"Listen carefully, everyone. There are two things the ring can do: use the power of the ring, and open the box." Lal Milch said as he ignited a special device on his hand that injected flames into it and fired it into the distance.
"As for the boxes, they're actually props that transform the ring's flames into other motions and functions." Lal Milch produced a box and released the centipede inside, continuing his explanation. "There are many different types of boxes, including weapons and animals."
"But normally, the box will only consume the flames it initially loaded with to function. Once the flames are used up..." Lal Milch watched the poisonous centipede gradually come to a stop, "it will become like this."
"The explanation is over. Is there anything you don't understand?" Lal Mirchi asked, pushing his goggles onto his head.
Yamamoto Takeshi, who said he didn't understand at all, was knocked down by Lal Milch with one punch. The player looked at his apprentice and said he could do nothing to help.
“It hurts, it hurts…” Yamamoto Takeshi rubbed his face and let out a low cry of pain.
"Power sources and electrical appliances are actually equivalent to the basic attacks and skills in the game, just like your daily swing training and technique training when you play baseball... Can you understand this, Yamamoto?" The player looked at his poor apprentice and kindly gave him two examples.
"If that's the case, it seems easier to understand." Yamamoto Takeshi scratched his head and regained his previous spirit.
"That's fine--" The player's serious and upright posture only lasted for a short moment, and he immediately became limp again.
Lal Mirchi, known for his strict style, once again grabbed Aurora's collar as she was about to fall flat on her face. After straightening her up, he continued, "Well, now it's time for the actual battle."
"Light the fire and show it to me," said Lal Mirchi.
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"Do you think they will succeed?" Just as several people were trying to light the fire, the player who was pulled to sit down hid aside and whispered to Reborn.
"Well, who knows?"
"So what do you think is in Sister Lar's box?" the player continued to look for topics.
"It's hard to say." Reborn shook his head.
"Don't be so brief. Find something to talk about, Reborn." The player held his chin and took out a branch from somewhere and drew circles on the ground.
"Really?" Reborn raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanged. "But you were clearly distracted, so how could you complain that I was too brief?"
"Hmm? Do you think I'm right, Aurora?"
Player: “…”
The player said nothing, just kept drawing circles on the ground.
Reborn didn't say anything, just quietly waiting for Aurora's next move - as expected, the girl with long black hair couldn't bear her inner restlessness after all, and asked him a question.
"Tell me, was I too cold to them just now?" The player calmed down and thought about it carefully. He felt that what happened before could not be regarded as the fault of Tsunayoshi Sawada and others - everyone gets excited sometimes, let alone the hedgehog-haired boy who cares so much about his companions and is worried about them.
"Their reactions are quite normal. Was I too extreme?" The player reflected on his own behavior.
"It's human nature, understandable." Reborn said with a double meaning, glancing at the depressed girl. "Tsuna and the others were caught off guard and arrived in the world ten years later. Aren't you the same?"
"but……"
"But what?"
"But after all, I've experienced a lot more than the hedgehog-haired boy..." the player muttered softly.
From this perspective, players all feel that they are a bit stingy.
"No matter what, you're still a young girl, aren't you?" Reborn, who had already noticed something was wrong with the girl's age from the smallest details, asked bluntly, "Your current self...isn't that your true self?"
Although it is unknown why Aurora was in adult form many years ago, her current appearance and personality are the most consistent with the situation.
"You...how could you..." The player who had unconsciously fallen down again sat up straight in an instant.
"Why should I know? That's because you have no intention of covering up this matter." Reborn's eyes were firm.
"That's true..." The player, who did not hide his feelings, lay down again.
There are already many smart people, and each one the player encounters is smarter than the last, so the player just needs to get used to it, just get used to it...
No way!
The lying player closed his eyes, terrified. Although this feeling of being hit in the vitals was not the first time he had experienced it, he still got scared every time!
"I didn't mean to question you, Aurora." Reborn jumped down and walked to the side of the black-haired girl. Looking at her eyes that were still moving actively even when she closed them, he understood, "Otherwise, you would have been nowhere to hide from me long ago."
The player with pricked up his ears: "..."
What's going on? Reborn's words are so convincing!
"What I want to tell you is... sometimes it's better to do things that are appropriate for your age." Reborn lowered his eyes, and happened to meet the girl's clear and bright golden eyes. "Otherwise, it will be very tiring."
"... Do things that are appropriate for your age. Is this why you fell in love with cosplay games? Reborn." The player who stood up straight blinked at the steady black-haired boy, occasionally flicking his tiger skin.
"Don't keep trying to get information about a killer, girl. Even if it was you, I would still kill you without mercy." Reborn smiled innocently, his tone full of threats.
"Hey, I know this is your special way of comforting me! And..." The player, who didn't sense any murderous intent at all, chuckled and continued, "I understand what you mean!"
"Do things appropriate for your age..." The player stroked his chin, carefully considering what most people's personalities were like at 15, and muttered softly, "Forget it this time. After all, I was also wrong. If they make me angry again next time, I'll torture them!"
"How about letting them be my servants for a day?" The player looked at Reborn excitedly, but saw that he was looking at him, turned his head very obviously, and sighed.
"This fleeting idea seems quite interesting..." The player, with experience from the Absolute Demonic Fist incident, imagined Sawada Tsunayoshi and the other two wearing maid outfits and said confidently, "A handsome male servant can do the job and is also pleasing to the eye. This is a good idea!"
It's decided! Next time, players will do this! One will clean, one will feed, and one will serve drinks to the players!
"You're still a brat, Aurora." Reborn shook his head, refusing to delve into the topic. The black-haired boy changed the subject, "We'll talk about this later. The most important thing now is..."
"It's still Tsuna and the others' training." Reborn, knowing that the situation was very serious, had a stern expression, but after seeing what was happening in the direction of Lal Milch, he showed an approving smile.
The player was stunned and immediately looked in the direction of Reborn's gaze.
"This is..." The player's eyes were filled with red - this was the Death Flame of Mist that represented the storm!
Hayato Gokudera successfully ignited the fire!
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"I succeeded! Tenth generation!" Hayato Gokudera looked at the flame burning on his ring in surprise.
"I see." Yamamoto Takeshi took off the Vongola ring from his neck and slowly put it on himself. "Okay, let me try it too."
In just a breath of time, Yamamoto Takeya successfully ignited the flame - this time the color was blue! It was the flame of rain death!
"Well, as my disciple, Yamamoto, you're not bad." The player walked over and said awkwardly.
"Teacher Aurora, are you finally willing to pay attention to me?" Yamamoto Takeshi still had a hearty smile on his face, which made the player feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, Yamamoto Takeshi did nothing and was simply treated as a collective punishment by the players.
The player, feeling increasingly guilty, coughed forcefully twice and nodded, "That's right, let's just let what happened just now go. Now you should focus on your training. I won't care about this little conflict at all."
But I can’t say for sure next time!
Does it mean that next time you will be very calculative?
Yamamoto Takeshi kept smiling and continued thinking along the teacher's line of thought.
But Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't think too much about it. After discovering that Aurora was willing to communicate with them, Tsunayoshi Sawada's mood immediately became much brighter, and the wound on his hand didn't seem to hurt so much.
"So you accepted Takeshi Yamamoto as your apprentice, Aurora?" After seeing Aurora's decisive admission, Lal Milch looked up and down at Takeshi Yamamoto, nodded calmly, and then looked at the brown-haired boy wrapped in bandages.
"It's your turn next, Tsunayoshi Sawada," said Lal Milch.
Let me take a look at how capable the tenth generation of Vongola was ten years ago.
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