Chapter 86: A subtle feeling of… loss? Envy? …
"so."
Fushimi Kyoji put his fingertips under his lips and looked at the slender and frail mafia leader in front of him. "So the Vongola is a hand-to-hand combat faction?"
I really can't tell.
It totally doesn't match his weak appearance.
"It's not like that!" Seeing that players had misunderstandings about the actual application of the X-gloves' appearance, Tsunayoshi Sawada waved his hands wearing woolen gloves around.
He seemed to realize that this would only make him look more ridiculous, so he slowed down his movements embarrassedly.
"Actually, it fires fire from its palms to attack or propel itself forward."
It was hard for Sawada Tsunayoshi not to notice the looks the players gave him when he said the word 'fly'.
ah……
My eyes seem brighter than before.
Are you interested in flying?
It's hard for anyone not to feel a secret joy at being able to see their friend's desire, and Sawada Tsunayoshi was no exception. He suppressed the tension that wanted to make his tongue knot, and opened his mouth.
"What are you talking about?" Yamamoto Takeshi, who had returned to the dojo from outside, joined the conversation curiously, his eyes focused on the players and Sawada Tsunayoshi, and then he laughed heartily as usual.
The thought of speaking up, which had just been summoned up, was extinguished when the popular classmate who was known as the most popular person on campus came back.
"Ah, Yamamoto-san." This is the player.
Gokudera Hayato snorted coldly, criticizing his companion's speed: "You're so slow."
Not seeing the student who called out Yamamoto Takeshi next to him, Gokudera Hayato asked suspiciously: "The person just now..."
Yamamoto Takeshi subconsciously raised his hand and touched the collar of his kendo uniform, then let go.
Looking at his actions, Gokudera Hayato understood: "Is it about what you want?"
"Eh?" Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head back and forth between the two of them, his gaze finally pausing on the collar of Yamamoto Takeshi's shirt. A thought occurred to him, and he took a deep breath. "Could it be that he's here to ask about Yamamoto's second button?"
Cautiously glancing at the seemingly distracted player, Sawada Tsunayoshi asked uncertainly, "Doesn't Fushimi know about the legend of the button?"
If you receive the second button on a boy's uniform during graduation season, you can win his true heart.
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As expected of Yamamoto, he often has to deal with this kind of situation!
"Oh...who will get the second button of Vongola?" After listening to this, Fushimi Kyoji nodded to indicate that he understood, and then asked Sawada Tsunayoshi about the ownership of the button.
"Huh? Huh?!!" Sawada Tsunayoshi was confused at first, but when he understood what the player meant, he opened his eyes wide in shock and blinked repeatedly, trying to see some familiar expression in the dull face of the person in front of him that would make him feel at ease. His language system was completely confused, "Eh, my button? Why are you suddenly asking me..."
She was so nervous that she accidentally bit her tongue, and simply closed her mouth pitifully, covering it with her hands, and looked over with misty and wet eyes.
Fushimi Kyoji continued to talk to himself: "Is it dedicated to the Vongola? Mr. Reborn said that the leader must dedicate everything to the family."
"No way!!" Sawada Tsunayoshi retorted reflexively, becoming embarrassed, "Besides..."
"I don't know if anyone will be looking forward to my buttons."
After saying that, Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to realize that something was wrong. He became uneasy and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the players who didn't react with what he thought was a hidden look.
Does this sound like a hint to others?
Don’t do that!
Being stared at with moist eyes that seemed to want to say something but hesitated, the pop-up [Perception] reminder never disappeared. The player followed the instructions and looked back, but he turned his head sharply as if he was burned, gritted his teeth, gasped softly, and rubbed his neck with his hands.
...So useless.
After a while, he raised his eyes quietly again and looked at her.
The player suddenly stood up and left without saying goodbye.
Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously raised his hand. The other party was walking in a clear direction, and he was unsure whether to ask. A moment of hesitation would have missed the best opportunity.
The three of them looked at the player's hurried back in unison.
Fushimi Kyoji quickly returned from the dressing room and handed the button he had taken off his uniform to Sawada Tsunayoshi: "The second button."
Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind was immediately filled with words like "token of love", "closest to the heart", and "true love". He was unable to process more information for a while, and his lips moved dryly twice without any response.
Wait, but shouldn't boys give gifts to girls?
Handing the second button, which represents sincerity in campus culture, to Sawada Tsunayoshi, Fushimi Kyoji sincerely said to him: "I really want to join the Vongola!"
“…”
Sawada Tsunayoshi held his head and said, "I really don't want to agree to this either!"
Woo!
"Ha, you must be secretly happy to be asked for your button."
The person being mocked by Hayato Gokudera had a clear look in his eyes: "Huh? I didn't give it to you."
"Hahahaha, aren't we going to Italy together after graduation?" He touched his short hair cheerfully as he met the others' gazes. "Well... I don't have any plans to develop a relationship that won't lead to anything for now. It would be too bad to just walk away when the time comes."
"Will the Vongola, Yamamoto, and Gokudera-san all settle in Italy after graduation?"
This also matches the configuration that players will see in the Vongola base ten years later.
"After all, the Vongola headquarters is in Italy, eh? Fushimi... isn't going there?" Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes widened in surprise, in contrast to the voice that followed, which was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"Hmm?" the player said curiously, confirming that the game volume was still on. "I don't think staying in Namimori Town will affect the Vongola's search for parallel worlds ten years from now."
Yamamoto Takeshi and Gokudera Hayato looked at each other at the same time.
Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head in slight astonishment, looking silently at the button stuffed into his palm.
Oh, yes, I almost forgot.
Fushimi is going to return to her world, and then they will no longer have any intersection.
Whether it's with Vongola or with them.
"I see." Yamamoto Takeshi said calmly, tilting his head and asking, "Don't you want to learn swordsmanship anymore?"
The player followed his words and pretended to think seriously: "Maybe I'm unexpectedly a genius who learned by watching videos?"
"Ah, then from now on I will begin challenging those renowned swordsmen."
Awesome! Yamamoto!
After Yamamoto Takeshi's efforts to ease the situation, the atmosphere became less suffocating than before.
Sawada Tsunayoshi silently felt the heavy mood, but... he still couldn't be happy.
"Hmm... I seemed to hear someone talking about 'flying' just now." As if just remembering a topic that had actually been discussed for a long time, Yamamoto Takeshi naturally brought it up again. He invited the player, "Want to try to control the Death Flame and allow yourself to fly?"
Huh? So it's not an ability unique to Sawada Tsunayoshi.
After the explanation, players roughly understood that the flame of death is used as the propulsion force to achieve the result of flight.
The game unexpectedly fits the mechanics well in weird places... not at all!
According to the game instructions, use your hands to move the blue dots representing the flame of death to the feet of the human figure, and the [amount of flame] will drop at the speed of light, just like a reservoir doing a drainage problem.
But the player did not fly as expected, she was just suspended in the air at a height of about one step above the ground.
It didn't even last for a few seconds. When the flame of death was exhausted, he lost weight for a short time, his body tilted, and his feet stepped on the ground again.
Player: “…”
"It seems the flame release wasn't strong enough to support my weight. The suspension just now... it's more like the effect of rain." As the only one who chose not to focus on the players' emotions first, Gokudera Hayato carefully analyzed the situation. "Is this another form of calming? Closer to stilling the surroundings."
Before he could see more, the remaining flames, emitting damp vapor, scattered in the air. Gokudera Hayato rubbed his fingers together and said with a "tsk," "I've never seen such a weak Death Flame."
Ah, it feels like after hearing what Mukudera said, even the color of my hair has become dull.
Yamamoto Takeshi stared at the player's head curiously and thought.
"If you just want to fly, I can probably do it." Yamamoto Takeshi raised his hand and took the initiative, with a happy and refreshing smile in his voice.
"Huh?" Gokudera Hayato poured cold water on him. "You mean using those three short swords? If I remember correctly, you need to free up one hand to release the flames."
"If you think your life is too long, go mess around with that baseball idiot." Noticing the player looking at him, Hayato Gokudera turned his face away. "Don't expect me to help you. I'm not close enough to you to agree to give you a ride on CAI."
Fushimi Kyoji naturally turned his gaze to the last person present.
Eeyore! Look here!
Sawada Tsunayoshi's lips moved, hesitantly: "Although it is possible... I still need to use both hands to release the flames to maintain balance."
What the hell is he talking about!
You can fly with just one hand!
But...it's not very safe after all. It's fine when he's alone.
The player naturally proposed a solution: "Carry me!" Eh? So natural to order him around!
"How could the tenth generation, a man of divine talent, condescend to carry you on his back? Stop dreaming!" Gokudera Hayato was the first to jump out and object.
Although he was being protected, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know what expression to show: "..."
The player ponders.
It felt like a favorability event, but in the end, it didn't trigger anyone's plot.
“…”
A humid mist filled the air, and a light and nimble swallow landed in Yamamoto Takeshi's hand.
He released the box weapon on his body that was burning with the flame of death, and wherever the swallows passed, it seemed as if a fine rain fell.
The player immediately gains [Attribute Boost], and the amount of flames suddenly increases dramatically.
Yamamoto Takeshi said with a smile: "This way, it should be able to last longer."
This is something that no one else can do no matter what. They release the flame of death without restraint, just to create an environment that is extremely suitable for the use of rain attributes.
Hayato Gokudera crossed his arms and watched the players practicing the Death Flame for a while, then glanced away boredly and turned to serve his respected tenth generation again.
I noticed that Sawada Tsunayoshi was looking over there with a look of loss and envy.
Hayato Gokudera instantly understood the Judaime's worries and said considerately, "Please rest assured, no matter what kind of Death Flame it is, it will not be your opponent."
Sawada Tsunayoshi's face was covered in cold sweat, and he waved his hands and said, "No, I'm not worried about that kind of thing..."
After stopping Hayato Gokudera from continuing with his blushing flattery, Tsunayoshi Sawada pursed his lips.
He remembered the day when Antriou went crazy. Sawada Tsunayoshi's position allowed him to watch as a bystander and see how the other party fired calmly and continuously without blinking.
as well as……
The look in his eyes was exactly the same as the calm expression on the face of Yamamoto Takeshi who was standing very close to him.
Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his eyes and looked at the harmonious atmosphere between the two people not far away, and a subtle envy arose in his heart.
This time, I am also a bystander...
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