Chapter 104: The Scene in Namimori Town “How pitiful.”
"Judaime?"
The Rain Guardian, who always appeared near Sawada Tsunayoshi's desk during the break, did not receive a response from the leader who was obviously distracted.
It was not until Hayato Gokudera called out twice that Sawada Tsunayoshi woke up from his dream and responded loudly to cover up his distraction: "Ah, yes! I'm here."
"Well, is there something on your mind?" Yamamoto Takeshi, who had gathered with Gokudera Hayato around Sawada Tsunayoshi, asked the key question directly.
Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth, but seeing the concern flashing in his companion's eyes, he swallowed back his denial. However, he still hesitated, his eyes unconsciously glancing to the side: "Eh, is it that obvious..."
"I'm just a little uncomfortable... I always feel like something is missing."
Gokudera Hayato glanced suspiciously across the classroom where only the three of them were left. He frowned at the empty surroundings and said, "It seems much quieter than usual..."
After receiving the affirmation from his companions, Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly became energetic and said excitedly, "Isn't it! I'm not the only one who feels this way!"
"Well, it's normal to feel uncomfortable when someone who is always with us is missing." Yamamoto Takeshi quickly figured out the reason.
Sawada Tsunayoshi thought Yamamoto Takeshi had noticed, but he then said in a tone of sudden realization: "I haven't seen the little ghost for a while."
Did it turn out to be reborn?
He thought she would say...it's still so natural, worthy of being Yamamoto.
"Hey, it's been a long time since I last saw Reborn." With Yamamoto Takeshi's reminder, Sawada Tsunayoshi realized belatedly that the little baby who was nominally his tutor had been abnormally absent from his side recently.
Since Reborn has always been elusive and has no habit of reporting his whereabouts to anyone, it was not until now that we discovered that he had disappeared.
"ciaos~" A childish voice sounded at this time, and the person being discussed stood behind them.
The little baby stroked his temples with his hands and said calmly, "I seemed to hear someone mention me."
"Reborn!" Sawada Tsunayoshi called out in surprise, "Where have you been?"
Yamamoto Takeshi was naturally surprised by Reborn's arrival: "It's you, kid. Tsuna was just looking for you."
"Really?" Reborn asked with a half-smile.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was stared at by the other party's dark eyes, and the hairs on his back stood up. He said dryly: "Yes, that's right."
It's always right to say nice things at this time...
"Good, you've learned to care about your tutor." Reborn delivered these words of praise in an intriguing tone, completely deviating from the original impression. He chuckled and said, "Should I give you an award for this?"
Hearing the hot-faced and mocking tone, Sawada Tsunayoshi was instantly speechless, fearing that Reborn would say something else.
"Curious about my whereabouts? It seems you've already entered the ranks of the Tenth Generation of the Vongola family." Reborn hinted, teasing his disciple with all his might. "Knowing the whereabouts of your subordinates is a must for any leader. If you happen to discover a member harboring disloyalty towards the family, you can avoid losses in a timely manner."
Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, "I'm just worried about you. It's too dark to think of others!"
"Hmph." With agility unbecoming of a baby, Reborn leaped onto the desk in a few steps. He calmly stood in front of the three of them and explained in a clear and coherent manner the reasons for his recent busyness in his upturned childish voice. "After the battle for Fushimi, I went to find Grid-Face."
They still insist on using that strange name!
Sawada Tsunayoshi was embarrassed, then stunned again, and asked anxiously: "Hey, what does it mean to go to Grid Face..."
"Since you claim to be the observer of the world, you should step in to resolve any unmanageable unexpected situations." Reborn snorted coldly, his dark pupils that could not reflect any light revealing a deep and cold expression.
The faces of the others showed some understanding, but mostly confusion.
Reborn omitted its negotiation with Gakaphis and didn't elaborate on the content of the conversation. It only told Sawada Tsunayoshi and the others the final outcome: "Grid Face will handle Fushimi's disappearance, allowing the Fushimi we know today and the Fushimi we see ten years from now to exist simultaneously in our world without interfering with each other."
"Then! Fushimi now..." Sawada Tsunayoshi asked his trusted teacher almost subconsciously. As soon as his slightly high-pitched voice came out, he realized that he might be too excited.
He pursed his lips but didn't give up. Under the baby's all-knowing smile, he stubbornly wanted to get an accurate answer from Reborn.
"Ten years from now." Reborn was accustomed to his disciple's frightened personality. "Until Grid Face handles everything, that place will be safe for her."
"That's great..." Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief and said involuntarily, then slowly sat back in his seat.
So that's how it is, that's why...
"No wonder..." He wasn't the only one who had a similar realization. Gokudera Hayato said with understanding, "No wonder I didn't see that guy today."
As soon as he opened his mouth, his good intentions sounded like sarcasm.
Yamamoto Takeshi, who knew Hayato Gokudera's character well, said naturally, "Oh, Gokudera, you care about Fushimi a lot!"
Gokudera Hayato glanced at him strangely, feeling baffled, but still answered him as a matter of course: "Of course, what do you want to say?"
"Hmm? I'm just a little surprised." Yamamoto Takeshi looked at him innocently and frankly, his slightly widened eyes clear. Based on his understanding of Hayato Gokudera, he found a suitable reason for his attitude that could convince him, "Is it because of Tsuna?"
"No." The man who always followed Sawada Tsunayoshi's code of conduct denied it unnaturally calmly.
He didn't look at Yamamoto Takeshi, so he didn't notice the brief flash of surprise in the other's eyes.
Gokudera Hayato briefly arranged his words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and a hum that barely resembled pleasure emanated from his nose: "Or rather, it's not entirely true anymore."
“…”
The person who first brought up the topic fell silent. Hayato Gokudera turned his head impatiently to look at Takeshi Yamamoto, wanting to know what he was doing.
Yamamoto Takeshi said "Oh" softly, then nodded as if he understood.
"I see."
…
The leader's office at the Vongola headquarters once again welcomes little guests from a parallel world.
Hayato Gokudera doesn't seem to be here.
Fushimi Kyoji retracted his wandering gaze and tilted his head to ask, "Did I disturb you?"
Of course, if it was Sawada Tsunayoshi who was facing him, there was a high probability that he would not get an answer other than denial. As the head of a mafia family, he was too easy to talk to.
This is indeed the case.
Sawada Tsunayoshi received her warmly.
Even when Fushimi Kyoji wanted to place a childish doll that didn't quite match the overall style of the base next to him, he was not rejected.
"What is this?" He examined it with a hint of curiosity. After asking, he carefully took it in his hands and examined it. "It looks familiar."
The cotton-filled body is sewn with a baseball pattern, embroidered with a dotty-eyed expression, and knots representing hands and feet.
"It's the mascot doll of the school baseball club!" The player announced the answer with his hands behind his back, staring at the baseball doll in his hands.
Although he didn't express his intention directly, Tsunayoshi Sawada had a vague idea of what he was doing from the other party's body movements and eyes flashing with expectation.
Was it for him...?
"Is it okay to give this to me?" asked Tsunayoshi Sawada.
The aura around him was always peaceful, so it was impossible to sense how much he liked the gift.
The favorability reminder is turned off and is completely unknown to the players.
Fushimi Kyoji shook his head: "Let's go buy it together with Sawada-san, Mukudera-san, and Yamamoto-san."
After the school baseball game ended, students from the baseball club distributed baseball-shaped mascot dolls for free, and the players also received one.
Ten years ago, Tsunayoshi Sawada was holding a doll in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the one in her hand, and hesitantly asked whether she was going to keep it or give it away.
The player suddenly had an idea that Tsunayoshi Sawada might like this very much.
Fushimi Kyoki thought that Yamamoto Takekai would be the one who would be more interested in baseball attributes.
"I will treasure it." The mature man was not shy about expressing how much he cherished and valued the gift he received. He promised her calmly without being overly enthusiastic.
The player took advantage of the time when debugging the equipment to come to find Sawada Tsunayoshi, handed the gift to him, and then went back to continue cooperating with the scientific research department on the transmission.
"Well, goodbye, Mr. Sawada."
Fushimi Kyoji waved to him and stopped disturbing the leader who was not having an easy time at work.
Without giving the other party time to respond, the conversation was terminated unilaterally.
"...Goodbye." He was half a beat late in saying goodbye, and only had time to utter the word after the other person turned around.
Fushimi Kyoji looked back at him in confusion, and Sawada Tsunayoshi had no choice but to add, "Have fun."
The player was a little surprised: "Of course."
Sawada Tsunayoshi placed the doll next to him where he could see it.
Among the neatly arranged documents, the overly childish doll looks out of place.
Sawada Tsunayoshi poked it gently with his fingertips, and the strength he used in his hands was carefully considered. It might be more appropriate to call it "touching".
Restrained, careful, controlling the strength so as not to harm it.
"You were left behind."
Looking at the doll's dull eyes, an expression of relaxation unconsciously spread across his face, and a barely perceptible sigh dissipated between his lips and teeth.
"How pitiful."
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