Chapter 69: Namimori Town: Naked Boys on Campus This impression must not be...
[“…A new person introduced by Bell?”]
It was not until Squalo's figure appeared on the screen that Tsunayoshi Sawada pressed the pause button, ending the meaningless act of repeatedly watching the surveillance footage.
“It really did appear out of the blue.”
The time of appearance also overlaps with the timeline captured by the technical department.
"There are many suspicious points about her." Reborn took a sip of coffee from the cup and calmly pointed out the facts.
Although no names were mentioned explicitly, the two people present understood it tacitly.
Sawada Tsunayoshi rubbed the lines on the ring with his fingertips. The faint fluorescent light reflected from the screen hit his face, forming a small shadow under his drooping eyes.
Seeing that Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't want to continue this topic, Reborn didn't ask him to make a decision immediately. He tapped the console a few times, and the surveillance footage was replaced by the identity information of [Fushimi Kyoki].
Name, age, place of birth...
The life of Fushimi Kyoki over the past ten years was transformed into concise words and presented clearly before his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that." Reborn, who was clearly paying attention to the screen, warned as if he had eyes.
In the frontal photo, the girl in her school uniform looks straight ahead attentively. The frozen photo allows people to more intuitively feel the immaturity of her face and the age difference between them.
"It's not just Fushimi Kyoji. Iemitsu has thoroughly investigated most of the people in Namimori Town who might have come into contact with you and Nana's mother."
Reborn, as if completely oblivious to the shocking things he had said, continued, "The Ninth Daemon wanted you to inherit the Vongola, and the information you inherited from Iemitsu has been stored in an encrypted database within the Vongola."
Sawada Tsunayoshi completed the rest of the sentence in his mind.
Reborn discovered from the surveillance footage that a strange intruder had entered the base. The base's defense system recognized that the intruder's face was extremely similar to that in the database.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pressed his hands to his face, mumbling a few words, but then quickly accepted reality and let it go. "...Anyway, let's take the others to find Spana and Xiaozheng first."
"Is that all?" Reborn's tone made it impossible to tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with Sawada Tsunayoshi's decision. He only asked, "Or do you just intuitively think she's not a threat?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Don't make your super intuition sound so omnipotent."
Although he did...
Reborn raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat and chuckled, "You are the tenth generation of the Vongola family. You will bear the consequences of all your decisions."
"Thank you, Reborn." Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled gently.
"Since we have no clues right now, perhaps we can get some leads from the person involved."
Reborn raised his lips silently: "Finally, I've made some progress."
The monitoring room is connected to the scientific research department.
They stood in front of a one-way glass that allowed them to see outside from the inside, and could clearly see the Vongola researchers walking back and forth.
as well as……
Facing the automatic door that opens to both sides after identification.
Yamamoto Takeshi raised his eyes and briefly looked at them from a distance - even from his perspective, there was an impenetrable wall in front of him.
Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled helplessly: "...If possible, I really don't want to improve in this area."
…
Yamamoto Takeshi walked in, glanced slightly, and quickly found the target he was looking for.
"Hey! Spana."
The player saw Yamamoto Takeshi raising his hand and greeting a man with dull features and a listless look from afar.
Standing next to the other person was a red-haired young man wearing glasses and with a gentle temperament.
He seemed to be someone Yamamoto Takeshi was familiar with. When Yamamoto Takeshi's gaze shifted to him, he lowered his head slightly to signal.
With his eyes wide open, Spana shifted the candy stick in his mouth. "I've learned about the situation from the Vongola, and they'll assist us soon."
The player thought the conversation had nothing to do with her, but Spana suddenly turned to her and asked out of nowhere, "Want some candy?"
"Thank you." Fushimi Kyoki took the candy with a unique shape that looked like a wrench in his hand.
The chubby robot next to him also took out the same lollipop and handed it to Yamamoto Takeshi. Fushimi Kyoji looked at it a few more times.
"That's a mini Mosca modified by Spana." Noticing the player looking at him, Irie Shoichi habitually raised his hand and pushed the frame, but forgot that he still had a lollipop between his fingers, and suddenly became flustered.
"I'm Shoichi Irie." His explanation for the abrupt conversation was a rigorous self-introduction.
The eyes behind the lenses looked at the player's face intently, and after a while they seemed to come back to their senses, realizing something was wrong and looking away.
It's really strange. Before, he looked people up and down with a blunt look that could be considered offensive, but now when he meets her gaze, he chooses to actively avoid it, as if he is afraid of being burned by the temperature.
"Does Masakazu know Fushimi?" Yamamoto Takeshi, who was paying attention to the situation between the two, walked closer, his eyes moving back and forth between the player and Masakazu Irie, and asked curiously.
Irie nodded, then shook his head. "I met her a few times in middle school. She wore the same uniform as you guys, the Namimori Middle School uniform, but we never spoke. We didn't know each other, and we weren't familiar with each other."
Yamamoto Takeshi uttered an "oh," "That's quite a long time ago."
Irie Shoichi adjusted his glasses and said calmly, "My memory is pretty good."
"Thinking about it... the name 'Fushimi' does seem vaguely familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before."
Yamamoto Takeshi's attention returned to the players. He spoke in a relaxed tone, and quickly gave up the memories and stopped dwelling on them.
He smiled frankly: "Sorry, I still don't have any impression."
——Wouldn’t it be that leaving an impression on the NPC would actually reduce the gaming experience?
Players think.
It's like Irie Shoichi had met the "player" before, but they had no intersection.
Fushimi Kyoki struggled with the candy wrapper in his hand: "It's okay, don't worry about such things."
Although players have seen Takeshi Yamamoto in the selection interface before, to be precise, this is the first time they meet Takeshi Yamamoto.
Finally peeling off the candy wrapper, the player raised his head and met Yamamoto Takeshi's eyes: "After all, I don't have any impression of you either."
Perhaps sensing the player's indifferent signal, a look of astonishment flashed across Yamamoto Takeshi's slightly widened eyes. That look of surprise was short-lived, and was covered by a widening smile. His previous gentle temperament seemed to be shattered by an external force. When he moved closer to the fireplace, even if he didn't want to keep warm, the heat that hit him became more obvious.
Very contagious.
Players who have directly experienced the power of this smile have a direct feeling for it.
"Ah, it's confirmed." He said this, and there was an inexplicable sense of certainty and lightness in his smiling voice.
The player discovered that the other party's eyes were not only similar in color to those of an eagle, but also equally bright.
"If we had met, even if it was a long time ago, I would never forget it," he said with certainty.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you at this time."
Irie Shoichi came over with a wristband-like device in his hand: "But, Ms. Fushimi, please wear this device first."
"Its main function is to capture and analyze...ah, I've already put it on." Irie paused, his hands free, then naturally joined in the conversation. "In a parallel world, anything is possible."
"Parallel world?" The player watched Irie Shoichi operating another instrument.
"Parallel worlds are worlds that follow the same general path, but with subtle differences." Irie Shoichi seemed quite knowledgeable about parallel worlds and spoke without hesitation. "Let's say you live in world A, and you attend Namimori Junior High School. There could also be a world B where you attend Midori Junior High School."
"But there's a reaction to the fluctuation of the timeline... We need to measure our bone age before we can determine whether it's a parallel world or we've come into contact with a prop like the Ten-Year Bazooka." Irie Shoichi's speech speed became faster and faster, and his voice gradually became lower, almost to the point of muttering to himself, as if he had fallen into a state of concentration that was not affected by the outside world.
"Hmm...it's a parallel world." Yamamoto Takeshi said slowly, holding his chin.
Irie Shoichi stopped what he was doing and looked at him.
Yamamoto Takeshi was completely unaware of this and stated his observation: "Fushimi knew Tsuna, but Tsuna seemed very unfamiliar with Fushimi."
"Ah, in this way we can rule out the timeline of our world..." Irie Shoichi got a clue and continued to concentrate on tapping the instrument.
Player: ...Oo
How could she explain to them now that the Sawada Tsunayoshi she had 'met' before actually had nothing to do with the Sawada Tsunayoshi here.
It's just what the NPC in the tutorial says to guide the players through...
"that,"
"Hmm?" Even though he didn't raise his head, Yamamoto Takeshi immediately caught the player's voice and looked at her with a questioning look, making people wonder if he had been paying attention to all the movements nearby.
"Actually, to be precise... we don't know each other. We haven't even spoken to each other."
Fushimi Kyoji tried hard to organize his words, speaking slowly and intermittently: "We only met once, and he left a very deep impression on me, so..."
Yamamoto Takeshi saw all the player's confusion. He shifted his gaze and saw Tsunayoshi Sawada and Reborn behind the automatic door in the player's blind spot.
Overhearing the conversation about his otherworldly godfather, his legs, which were about to take a step forward, froze in mid-air. He tentatively discussed with Reborn: "...otherwise, we should go in later."
Yamamoto Takeshi looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi who was whispering to Reborn, blinked, and looked away: "Ah... I'm a little concerned. What do you mean by that deep impression?"
"Huh?"
Having never expected to be asked about the details, Fushimi Kyoji thought carefully and answered simply, "It's rare to see someone wearing only underwear on campus."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...
Yamamoto Takeshi: “Ahahaha…”
"It not only impressed me, but also made me feel awe and unforgettable," the player added.
What a remarkable man who is not afraid of other people's gazes.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, Sawada Tsunayoshi... He bent down suddenly, this crack in the floor was really a crack in the floor.
It's just a little small, I don't know if I can fit in.
"Tsk." Reborn sneered in a good mood and kicked the useless disciple who was trying to find a crack to hide in.
Unexpectedly, the Tenth Generation Vongola fell to the ground, unable to resist crying out in pain: "Hiss..."
"Oh, Tsuna?!"
"Vongola?!"
Unexpected and worried exclamations instantly flooded his ears, and he could not hear any extra sounds. Sawada Tsunayoshi vaguely felt that someone walked up to him and stood still.
Is that Yamamoto?
Or Spana?
He thought vaguely.
I didn't feel embarrassed at all, just a slight sense of helplessness.
Reborn is really...
Tsunayoshi Sawada propped up his upper body with one hand, rubbed his nose with the other hand to relieve the pain, then slowly looked up to see who was standing in front of him.
"It seems like every time I see you, you're always embarrassing yourself." A voice that was not familiar to him came from a very close distance.
There was undisguised delight in those green eyes that saw how humiliated he was, as if his actions had successfully pleased her, so she generously returned the pure joy of the moment to him.
He doesn't want to either!
The player who was half-crouching in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled at him: "Do you want me to help you up?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi's words of refusal disappeared when he saw the other person's hands on his knees.
Ask him if he needs help.
It turned out that he had no intention of reaching out at all!
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[Tip]: The in-game [Roleplay] tag is only relevant to the profession the player is playing. The player's role will not have any issues that affect the player's sense of immersion, such as accurate personality, familiarity with playable characters, etc.
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