Chapter 359: Travel team, assemble! "…………
"...So, why do you have to dress like this for the tour?" Sawada Tsunayoshi's muffled voice came from the fitting room.
"Of course, when traveling, you have to wear local clothing." The player who had already changed and was sitting at the door waiting for Sawada Tsunayoshi to come out put down his props and said as a matter of course, "It's a kimono, yes, but the kimonos here have been modified to be more convenient to move around in. And..."
"You look pretty good like this, Tsunayoshi-kun, so cute!" The player gave a thumbs-up readily.
"Aurora! How can a boy be described as cute..." Sawada Tsunayoshi, who finally mustered up the courage to push open the door of the fitting room, touched his face shamefully, moved his hands and feet around casually, and widened his eyes in surprise when he found that the movements were quite convenient.
He was now wearing a modified kimono kindly provided by Aurora. While retaining the general shape, the sleeves, which were originally not very convenient for movement, were modified. Coupled with the unique orange pattern and exquisite ingenuity, it really seemed to highlight the youthful vitality of the brown-haired boy.
"Aside from the short legs, it's barely passable." A figure suddenly appeared at the doorway and gave the brown-haired boy a merciless critique. "As expected, the angel is the one that suits my taste best."
Players who heard the familiar name: "..."
Wait a minute, why did this damn white-haired, clothes-changing maniac suddenly show up at the Port Mafia? No one stopped him?
"...I'm so sorry for my short legs! Eh? Wait, who are you...?" Sawada Tsunayoshi spoke subconsciously and tilted his head in confusion when he saw the unfamiliar tall figure.
He seemed to have never seen this person before, and the angel... Could this be calling Aurora?
Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at the black-haired girl's expression cautiously.
"Don't worry about it, Tsunayoshi-kun." The player wiped his face expressionlessly. "He's just an uninvited guy. Don't worry about him."
"Angel, I've been looking forward to meeting you all the time." Shibusawa Ryuhiko ignored the hand that was pushing him from his waist, his red eyes drooping slightly as he spoke in a low voice, "After all, I haven't seen the real you in the past month."
Player: "How did this guy find out?!"
"Don't forget, angel, my special ability." After noticing a choking expression on the black-haired girl's face, Shibusawa Ryuhiko smiled slightly and looked somewhat pleased.
Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability... Tatsuhiko Naka... can materialize the abilities of psychics and drive them to attack their masters...
So that's why this guy was able to spot something wrong with Number Two right away. But... could this damn white-haired guy have been secretly watching the players the whole time?!
"Yes, Angel. I've always been concerned about your progress... Naturally, I came here specifically to see you this time." The white-haired, red-eyed young man seemed to know what the player was thinking and said with a smile, "Of course, I have a legitimate reason."
The player, who didn't expect the hateful white-haired man to admit it just like that, widened his eyes and his pupils trembled.
"Chief! Did that fellow Shibusawa Ryuhiko...?" The young man with long orange hair who pushed the door open looked at the white-haired young man standing there, and suddenly became furious. "Shibusawa, you bastard, stay away from the chief!"
This damn white-haired pervert!
Nakahara Chuuya, who had unknowingly picked up the leader's habit of speaking, lowered his brows and looked at Shibusawa Ryuhiko unfriendly.
"So it's the Sheep King, huh? I'm not that interested in you. Could you please stay away from me?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko leaned over, still sporting an impeccable smile upon seeing the newcomer. However, his words caused Nakahara Chuuya's face to darken. "Since the Port Mafia and the Special Ability Division have reached a consensus, as a mere guest, it's not unreasonable for me to ask for such a small condition."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…” This annoying guy!
Nakahara Chuuya took a deep breath and slowly clenched his fists.
"How is that not excessive? Humph, damned White Hair." The player stopped Nakahara Chuuya's movements and looked at White Hair with a cold expression, "So what are you doing here? Aren't you being put in solitary confinement by the Special Ability Department?"
"I'm busy now, don't disturb me."
"Angel, you're beautiful even with this expression!" Shibusawa Ryuhiko wasn't intimidated by the player's cold expression at all. Instead, he took a step closer to the player. He shook the handcuffs on his hands, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "The Special Ability Division can't stop me. Confinement is just a formality."
Player: ...I want to report it.
"Speaking of which, I have made a lot of clothes suitable for angels recently. I wonder if you..." After a conversation, the man with white hair and red eyes finally showed his true intentions.
Player: “!!!”
Player: "No, I don't want to. It's inconvenient!"
"Hurry up, Tsunayoshi!" The player grabbed the brown-haired boy, opened the window beside him, and jumped down under his horrified gaze, "Chuuya, stop him!"
“Ahhhh!”
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In the conference room, Hayato Gokudera, who had already changed his clothes and was waiting for the tenth generation to appear, suddenly seemed to have heard something. His eyes were sharp. After scanning the surrounding environment but finding nothing, he scratched his hair in a trance.
Strange... Why did I seem to hear the voice of the Tenth Generation just now?
"Mukudera, what's wrong? You look dazed." Yamamoto Takeshi asked.
"Nothing, I just seemed to hear the voice of the Tenth Generation." Gokudera Hayato hesitated for a moment, then said excitedly, "I know, the Tenth Generation must be missing me right now!"
"Oh, really..." Yamamoto Takeshi raised an eyebrow. "It sounds like telepathy. It seems a bit unreal."
"Tsk, what do you know? This is the bond that is unique to me and the Tenth Generation!"
"Eh, but Tsuna and I also have a unique telepathy." Yamamoto Takeshi's eyes flickered. "For example... they should be waiting for us at the door now."
"ha?"
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When Hayato Gokudera and others walked out of the Port Mafia under the guidance of the Port Mafia members, they found a black-haired girl with a bright smile and a brown-haired boy with a dazed look at the door - they were Aurora and Tsunayoshi Sawada.
"Tenth generation! You guys are already down here?" Gokudera Hayato trotted over to Sawada Tsunayoshi, his eyes concerned, but the corners of his lips curled down. "What that shoulder blade said was actually true?!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: "It's... it's Gokudera-san..."
The brown-haired boy waved his arms mechanically.
Player: "Of course it's because we took the quickest route!"
"The fastest way...?"
The silver-haired boy suddenly had an idea and glanced up: "Aurora, you didn't jump down from up there with the tenth generation, did you?"
The player chuckled: "You are so smart~"
"What? How could you do such a dangerous thing? What if the Judaime gets hurt?"
"There's nothing we can do... It was an emergency." The player spread his hands helplessly, "It would be terrible if he caught us... Ah! Here, here!"
"What do you mean so miserable? Teacher Aurora?" The next person to arrive was Yamamoto Takeshi. He looked at the confrontation between Gokudera Hayato and Aurora, and blinked thoughtfully.
"Hey, Tsuna, your outfit seems perfect for fall."
"Haha, really?" Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched his face embarrassedly, "This is what Aurora picked specially for me. What I said just now was because... uh."
"What happened just now is unimportant." The player covered Sawada Tsunayoshi's mouth and glanced around. "It all looks very well-fitted. The face is definitely a plus... Very nice!"
"Lian likes it too." Reborn curled the corners of his lips slightly. Len, who was perched on the brim of his hat, was wearing a small woven jacket and stuck out his tongue happily.
"Hehe, as long as Len likes it——"
"This is what I knitted for Len before, and it seems to fit the bill now." The player, whose advanced sewing skills came in handy, smiled proudly, "Well, let's set off at ten o'clock!"
"Eh? Is anyone else coming?" Sasagawa Ryohei straightened his clothes, looking a little confused.
"Well..."
Chrom, who remained silent, looked behind him as if he had sensed something, and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw a familiar figure.
"Sorry for the wait." The elegant woman with blonde hair and blue eyes stroked her long hair that had been braided by her ears, a smile on her lips. "It took me a little time to dress up. I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long."
"It's Miss Elena!" Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at her in surprise.
"So you are waiting for Miss Elena." Yamamoto Takeshi suddenly realized.
"Long time no see, Tsunayoshi-kun and everyone." Elena walked over to the black-haired girl and put a hairpin on her with a smile, "You forgot this, dear."
"Ah, a hairpin!" The player touched the back of his head and, upon discovering that it was indeed as she had described, smiled sheepishly, "Hey, there was a little accident."
"I've heard that." Elena shook her head in amusement, "Shibusawa-kun is still as enthusiastic about you as ever."
In his daily interactions with Aurora, was the young man doing this out of his persistence in believing in a special existence, or was he because he had caught a glimpse of some truth?
"I wish he wouldn't be so enthusiastic towards me." Under the gazes of Sawada Tsunayoshi and the others, the player shook his head oddly and muttered softly, "Even though he looks like he's turned over a new leaf... I really don't want to become a clothes-changing machine!"
"He always brings me a huge load of clothes, and if I don't do what he says, he will cry!"
Players simply can't deal with such people!
"That man who looks like an ice cube... actually has such a personality?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little bit unbelievable.
What he had just sensed was that the man called Shibusawa Ryuhiko had an inexplicable hostility towards him standing next to Aurora. Could such a person actually cry because someone rejected his offer?
this……
"You can only judge a person by his appearance, not his heart." The player also sighed, "When I first met him, he looked quite decent, like an elegant and noble young man."
"Tsk, why not just refuse?" said Hayato Gokudera.
"How can it be that easy!" The player stomped his foot angrily, but the silver-haired boy dodged it as expected. He really was getting a bit too good at it with practice.
"Eh..." Yamamoto Takeshi moved his fingers slightly, and under the black-haired girl's puzzled gaze, he smiled and said, "That really makes me curious."
"...It's better not to be curious." To Yamamoto Takeshi's surprise, the player shook his head. "He's very obsessed with people with good looks. You should just..."
Players don’t want to think about Tatsuhiko Shibusawa crying with an expressionless face. That’s just... so weird!
"Let's not talk about that guy anymore." Gokudera Hayato looked at his watch and frowned, "It's almost time, let's go."
"Where should we go first?"
"Right away, right away—" The player's eyes lit up when he saw the figure at the door, "Dazai, Chuuya, and Mr. Yunyi, we are here!"
Reborn narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Aurora—there were three people in total. He had already seen the black-haired boy on the left, and he had a rough idea of the one on the right based on his appearance, but the one in the middle...
Reborn tapped his fingers lightly, as if thinking about something.
"Chiyo-chan, thank you for fulfilling your mission~~" Dazai Osamu's rippling voice came from far away, "It was really hard for me to persuade Mr. Yunyi."
"After all, Mr. Yunyi is a very difficult otaku—"
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