Chapter 72: The situation in Namimori Town is very bad
Walking in the corridor of the Vongola base, the surroundings were quiet, with a faint rumbling sound of machinery operating, as if it came from the wall panels and underground.
Perhaps it was the sound of the base's defense weapons operating normally.
↑The above is the [Perception] prompt for players.
Did it mean to remind her to explore this place?
The player's gaze shifted to the side, where Sawada Tsunayoshi was walking alongside her. Occasionally, a member dressed as a clerk would pass by, but otherwise, there was no one else.
After both Yamamoto Takeshi and Gokudera Hayato showed their willingness to guide the players to familiarize themselves with the surroundings, he took the initiative to propose that he be in charge of this matter.
Could it be that Tsunayoshi Sawada has a very high initial favorability towards the player?
Fushimi Kyoji wanted to open the favorability panel to check their current favorability towards her, but after thinking about it, she gave up.
It doesn't seem so.
No basis for this, just a feeling.
Perhaps sensing the player's gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at her inquiringly. Realizing she wasn't asking him anything, he met her direct gaze. He raised his hand to ruffle the ends of his hair, his demeanor becoming subdued.
"Would you rather be with Yamamoto than me?" he asked. "I feel like I'd be more familiar with Yamamoto."
Compared to ten years ago, everyone's personalities have become much more mature, and there will no longer be a situation where conflicts arise due to disagreements and plans to rebuild the Vongola headquarters are initiated.
The solemn expression on Hayato Gokudera's face at that time appeared in front of Tsunayoshi Sawada again.
...It's better to try to separate the two of them and prevent Mukudera and Fushimi from having direct contact.
"You look relieved," the player said as she observed.
"Will it be obvious?"
A calm and composed adult will not lie to cover up obvious facts. He will not choose to avoid the question or change the subject with vague answers.
"Where should I even begin? It's probably because we recently had a very unpleasant experience related to a parallel world, and everyone's still recovering from it. Any little thing could spark a conflict."
Among the people the player had seen since entering the dungeon, Fushimi Kyoji thought of a face that was suppressing its irritability.
The other party doesn't seem to have good intentions towards the players.
It could only be him.
Sawada Tsunayoshi placed his index finger against his lips, as if whispering to a player, and advised, "To prevent unnecessary friction, let's give Gokudera some time to calm down."
Oh, so it’s Hayato Gokudera…
The player urgently withdrew his previous guess.
What a close call! She almost said Squalo's name!
"Hmm... that sounds pretty misleading."
Sawada Tsunayoshi realized later that he seemed to have given his subordinates a bad impression with just a few words, which could be misunderstood.
In any case, Mukuro would not do anything rude to a girl.
"It's just that...if Yamamoto were here, there might be a one-sided argument...which would put pressure on Fushimi."
It was as if he knew the personality of each of his subordinates by heart, and his expression was so natural when he talked about the details of their interactions. Even if his face showed some emotions that could be called distress, his expression was still relaxed and stretched.
Tsunayoshi Sawada probably has some Asian ancestry. His eyebrows and eyes are deep, but his facial features are relatively soft, which weakens the sharp feeling he gives people.
"In short, it's better not to let them appear in the same situation at the same time for the time being."
Fushimi Kyoji followed what Sawada Tsunayoshi said and guessed: "Is their relationship very bad?"
"No, that's not the case." Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked slowly, trying to explain the relationship between Gokudera Hayato and Yamamoto Takeshi in simple terms. "Rather than saying it's incompatible...it's more like they have a tacit understanding."
"They usually seem completely out of sync, but they have absolute trust in each other."
Hmm... I can't imagine it.
The expression on the player's face was noticed by Sawada Tsunayoshi. He kept his head down, only to raise his eyes and ask in a manner that would not cause any offence, "What's wrong?"
"Eh, nothing much... I just thought, you're worthy of being the leader."
Sawada Tsunayoshi pondered the player's words for a moment, then chuckled at the somewhat childish assertion. "Are you affirming my ability to control my subordinates?"
"It's more about the tacit understanding that comes naturally from having been through so many things together, and having the thought, 'Ah, that's what he must be thinking.'"
The player tilted his head and asked curiously, "Are you showing off to me?"
Fushimi Kyoji saw his eyes silently widen a little, then curled up in a subtle arc of helplessness. When asked in a rather unfriendly way, his good temper was very inconsistent with his status: "It's true."
"We've known each other since junior high school."
Players think outside the box: "In a mafia school?"
"Hahaha, it's not like that..." Sawada Tsunayoshi was embarrassed, "It's just an ordinary middle school."
"Oh..." Fushimi Kyoki nodded seriously, adding what he understood, and tapping his palm with his clenched fist in realization, "That's recruiting classmates as subordinates in junior high."
He sounded like the kind of guy who would do anything for his family, dragging his classmates into the mafia world...
"Isn't that the case?" She asked him in a very inquiring manner.
"Even a mafia boss wouldn't necessarily know from a young age that he would inherit the family..." Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice trailed off, almost mumbling, as he ruffled his hair with his hands. "At the time, I hadn't thought about anything like that at all. My biggest worry was being left on duty alone."
"Did you ever raze a school after becoming a mafia boss?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at her helplessly: "How could that be possible? It feels like what you said was very scary."
His glance happened to meet the other person's gaze. Without any hesitation about revealing his emotions, he stared at him for a while with those green eyes that always stared intently at their target. "After meeting Mr. Gokudera and Mr. Yamamoto, will you still be on duty alone?"
"Ah...ah..." Facing those clear eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned for a moment, and a warm and peaceful smile spread across his face, "Ah, there won't be such a time anymore."
Sawada Tsunayoshi pressed one hand on the side of his neck to get rid of the inexplicable discomfort. It was very subtle, as if invisible spider silk had fallen on his body, and he didn't need to use any force, a gust of wind could take away the slight discomfort.
It was an unexpected question, and he didn't think that anyone who asked such a question was a bad kid.
"Before I met you all, I had the idea of becoming a teacher when I grew up. At that time, I just wanted them to not leave the duty to one person." But the idea disappeared very briefly. When I was being chased by a Chihuahua, my ideal became a dog trainer who could make vicious dogs docile.
Realizing he had said too much, Sawada Tsunayoshi stopped talking, looking a little embarrassed: "Ah, it's a very ordinary ideal."
These are all professions that have become very distant to them now and are almost impossible for them to experience.
"It's really ordinary, and I'm not interested in listening any further," the player commented bluntly on her experience. "I feel like there are more than a dozen people in the class who chose this profession in their essays."
"So direct, so hurtful to say it."
Having been tortured by his guardians before, Sawada Tsunayoshi wouldn't be too upset by such verbal taunting. He simply asked with a hint of curiosity, "What occupation did Fushimi write in his essay?"
When Fushimi Kyoji loaded into the dungeon, there was no school plot.
So, now is the time to answer the ideal in reality?
"Teacher, doctor, bank clerk, etc." The player gave a few favorite professions.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was speechless: "What's the difference between this and my ideal..."
And it’s more popular!
“…”
When Fushimi Kyoji passed the corner of the corridor and turned around, he found that the voice that had been keeping the atmosphere lively seemed to have disappeared.
"?"
After walking a long way, the player realized that there was no one leading the way. She turned around and saw Sawada Tsunayoshi standing some distance away from her, with the shadow cast by his hair covering his eyebrows.
"Feel sorry."
He smiled apologetically without revealing any flaws.
"I accidentally got distracted for a moment."
Then, follow the player at your normal pace.
Sawada Tsunayoshi carefully glanced at the profile of the person next to him, slightly distracted.
Mingming, like him, has such ordinary ideals.
...and ended up becoming a dangerous person who carried a gun and dressed like a killer.
This sudden and clear gap made Sawada Tsunayoshi feel uncontrollably lost.
…………
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Sawada Tsunayoshi placed the player in a vacant room in the Vongola headquarters.
He asked the player where he wanted to live, and Fushimi Kyoji was sure that she seemed to be able to see the dialogue that would occur when a love game had branching options.
"Dokidoki~ Please choose the person you want to pursue for love—"
Fushimi Kyoji found it funny that he had such random associations.
"You asking about Mini Smoka?"
Spanner, who was approached by the player, gnawed a candy stick in his mouth and looked up lazily as he introduced her: "The original was an ordinary killing robot. After the upgrade, the Mini-Smoka can now perform remarkable tasks that are difficult for humans to accomplish."
"Oh oh oh!" The players cheered in a very respectful manner.
Fushimi Kyoji did not go out of his way to look for Spana. There was no minimap in the game, and the terrain was like a maze with many twists and turns, so it was easy to lose your sense of direction if you were not familiar with the area.
The Vongola headquarters is too large, and even though there are intelligent AIs everywhere in the base that can be used for asking directions, it is still very difficult to reach the target location.
"Mini Smoka," Spana called out to the eggshell-shaped robot, commanding expertly, "Use your ultimate move."
Fushimi Kyoji watched in amazement as Mini Mosca stopped all actions, as if receiving an order, and immediately turned around, with his two hands flying on the operating table, leaving afterimages, and rumbling sounds were heard from time to time.
"Ding!" It sounds like the bell before the meal is served... No, that's not right, it's the sound of Mosca ringing the bell.
Mini Smoka brought a plate of beautifully presented Japanese sweets and placed it on the low table in front of Fushimi Kyoki.
Player: "Wow."
"Tsk." There was an abrupt smacking sound that was out of tune with the harmonious atmosphere, and Hayato Gokudera leaned against the door.
"Mr. Gokudera?"
Tsunayoshi Sawada recently expressed his wish that the person who separated him from the player would appear before the player.
The other person's gaze was focused on...her?
"ah."
I don't know if it's because I took the initiative to greet him, but his expression seemed to relax a little, and his tone didn't sound so harsh anymore.
He straightened his body and walked towards the player and Spana.
The player noticed that he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
Hayato Gokudera walked closer to them and said to Spana, "Come and inspect the box weapon."
Spana nodded in understanding, stood up from his cross-legged position, and asked casually, "What are you holding in your hand?"
Hayato Gokudera showed the folder to Kyoki Fushimi and Spana, with a cluster of flickering flames attached to it.
The flame was on top, but it didn't burn...
Fushimi Kyoki stared at the fire.
"You can see above..." The voice of Hayato Gokudera gradually lowered until it disappeared.
"It doesn't matter. Take this."
The folder in Hayato Gokudera's hand was suddenly stuffed into the player's hand.
"This is an important confidential document, and can only be handled by the Judaime or the Guardians. ...Hey, do you want to open it?"
Fushimi Kyoji stopped what he was doing and said in a daze, "Ah..."
"I thought it was a gift."
Hayato Gokudera frowned silently and turned his face away as if enduring it.
“…Tsk.”
This guy...
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The author has something to say: [Special Event: Prison Temple's Black Eyes]
"Yusi, under your eyes..."
"Junior! I'm fine!"
It doesn't look like everything is alright...
"I don't think Fushimi has any ill will towards us." Sawada
Gokudera Hayato immediately agreed: "Yes! I will absolutely obey your will and will no longer suspect her of ill intentions."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...Since you have no doubts, please come out of the monitoring room.
"Even though everything seems normal! But please believe me, as long as I stay vigilant, that guy will reveal his flaws sooner or later!"
Rather than the flaws, he is more worried about the two streaks of tactical camouflage paint under your eyes that you worked so hard to create.
Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Gokudera Hayato, who was staring at the surveillance screen, grabbed the communication device connecting to the base and said, "...turn left in front."
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