Chapter 125 Reconciliation: The Vongola family gets along well, but that's not entirely true...
The Vongola members are all very easy to get along with; they're not the traditional mafia. Although everyone wears black suits, the atmosphere is just as good as in a regular company—it's very cheerful, and no one wears a cold expression.
"Tomorrow is XX's death day."
They talked more about what to eat today, what His Highness ate; what to do after work, what time His Highness finished work; whether to go out for a walk, and whether His Highness would go out for a walk.
There is plenty of entertainment.
The person is not quite normal.
Of course, Xiaogang and his group of guardians are not exactly normal people either.
Hinata believed that an ordinary family wouldn't resort to knives, bombs, or fight to the death over a trivial matter.
What's even more terrifying is that he finds himself becoming familiar with these things. Specifically, even though the Vongola members' thought processes are so abstract that ordinary people can hardly understand them, Hyuga thinks, "Oh, they're actually fighting, that's pretty good."
With the Vongola Guardians setting a high bar, these people only liked to mention the outline a few times, which was already considered gentle. Irie Shoichi was pulled aside to chat for a few more minutes. During work hours, he still dutifully asked about his position.
From this point on, Hinata couldn't understand anything. He didn't insist on finding out the Vongola's core secrets, and politely strolled around the vicinity, but didn't dare to go too far.
Although these people acted kindly, it was clear from their question to Xiao Zheng about his license that they were quite wary beneath their smiling exteriors, which was somewhat like a Mafia family.
But such a large family, if not careful, would have long been taken over by other mafia groups.
Hinata Shoyo had no idea at first that his childhood friend was the godfather. It was also because of the atmosphere inside Vongola. The atmosphere inside was very good, just like a big family. They worked and chatted, and some people even lived there.
Just then, Varian and his group were radiating a menacing aura. Hyuga took one look and thought to himself that this was definitely the dark side of the Vongola, trying to confuse him. Otherwise, he should have noticed something was wrong when he saw the size of the Vongola territory.
If it's the Godfather, then it's no wonder Xiao Gang doesn't want him to know, nor does he want to get involved.
But why doesn't it matter now?
Because Tsuna believed that Italy would not pose a serious threat to Hyuga, and that the remaining dangers were within Sawada Tsunayoshi's control.
From the outside, the Vongola Castle appears ancient and solemn, but the core area is filled with skyscrapers. Hinata had never seen an iris recognition device at the entrance before, and he glanced at it curiously a few more times. The device immediately locked onto him, emitting a cheerful and lively electronic voice.
"I know you, you're the boss's friend, right?"
"!!" Hinata was so frightened that she took several steps back.
Irie explained to him, "This is a large language model independently developed by Vongola. It has been stabilized into its current form after many adjustments. However, it is only circulated internally and has not yet been opened to the entire Vongola."
As they left the area where the employees had been working, Irie mentioned that he had been there many times and that he had completed his work in this building.
It likely contains many of Vongola's core technologies, so this building is located in the heart of the castle complex, requiring layers of defense to be breached from the outside.
"Is that artificial intelligence?" Hinata turned his head to look at the broadcaster that had just made the sound.
This time the sound came from above his head.
"Yes, I am the second generation model of the SWTN series, jointly developed by Mr. Irie, Mr. Spana, and Mr. Johnny."
In the camera footage.
This has already revealed the talkative nature of this artificial intelligence.
However, "second generation?"
Irie nodded, “SWTN2.0 is based on 1.0 but with a new way of thinking. It has gradually developed its own personality preferences in the process of contacting information, which is specifically manifested in that it is better at communication than 1.0.”
"That sounds amazing." Hinata touched his nose, feeling that he shouldn't have come here with Masashi. He was completely out of place. A slacker like him had wandered into this environment. He was both curious and confused. His brain felt like it was filled with a lot of information, yet empty as if nothing had been left behind.
I have a headache, but my volume hasn't increased.
"...However, it is probably too noisy due to the rewritten underlying code, and it is not yet suitable for accompanying Tsuna-kun at work."
Oh, so that's why they complained that the AI was too noisy.
They continued walking inside and were led to Irie Shoichi's usual workstation. Irie had his own private office, which wasn't exactly tidy, filled with all sorts of data reports and haphazardly arranged. It was barely enough for a second person to have a place to stand. The other person dragged over a chair and asked Hinata to sit down and rest for a while.
Hinata wasn't tired at all; he usually trained much more intensely and felt like he hadn't walked for long. Irie, on the other hand, couldn't keep up and had already collapsed into a chair.
The office wasn't very lively, which reassured Hinata a little. Back in elementary school, Masashi could stay up all night, so having an office might allow him to stay indoors for half a month straight.
Fortunately, the other party did not do that. The place was deserted, so Irie probably doesn't live here.
This also makes the chair seem out of place. It's clear that few people would step into Shoichi Irie's office. Shoichi himself said that they have a dedicated discussion area, but in this office where there's not even room for data reports, a warm yellow armchair occupies a special space.
Hinata sat down, and the chair was surprisingly soft.
“There’s probably nothing to hide between us,” Irie said, slumped over the table. Just moments ago, he had seemed rational and reliable in front of the employees, but now his hair was a mess from scratching his head, and his expression was contorted.
"Sho knows Tsunayoshi's identity, right?"
The opponent went straight to the point.
Hinata didn't think he could hide it from these people. This morning, he didn't go to training, and the Vongola group of shrewd people probably realized something was wrong.
Xiao Zheng knows him better and would naturally notice, especially since the way he looked at the Vongola just now was too intense.
"You didn't even tell me about something this big." Hinata's tone was unusually harsh, with a hint of complaint.
"It's precisely because the matter is so significant that I can't tell you." From Hinata's attitude, Irie understood that the other party didn't intend to be more demanding and was treating the matter leniently.
Later, based on this leverage, Hyuga made Irie Shoichi talk to him more. Irie guessed the general information that Hyuga now had and selectively told him some of it.
He didn't say much, because the more he said, the easier it would be to expose himself. Tsuna-kun is much stricter about flames than about his identity, so even though Hyuga has been in Italy for so long and has even come into contact with many core members of the Vongola, he knows nothing about flames.
"Although I was shocked, Xiaogang is living a good life in Italy."
This is the reason why Hinata ultimately forgave his two childhood friends for hiding the truth from him.
“When Tsuna was young, he was secretly bullied again by the same people who had bullied him before, but he wouldn’t tell us. If I asked him about the mafia, even if he had been wronged, he probably wouldn’t tell me.” Hinata said calmly.
“So you have to see for yourself.” Irie pointed out his original intention for observing the Vongola’s behavior all morning.
“That’s right, but everyone here likes Xiaogang a lot, so he probably wasn’t lying to me this time.”
Irie thought to herself, "Tsuna-kun's self-safety trust level has already dropped to negative numbers among the Guardians. Now, his score with the Hyuga isn't high either. His family and friends are finally on edge, worried that Tsuna-kun will do something to hurt himself again."
"So what's the answer you observed?"
"Xiao Gang should stay in Italy. I can feel that, unlike the desperate determination he had in middle school, he is happy now. Even though he is busy, his soul is truly at ease."
"Even if we don't play volleyball together anymore, he can still live a happy life."
Hinata's only request for that child who didn't know how to fight back against the bullies was that he just be happy.
Volleyball was Hinata Shoyo's own wish. Although his initial wish was to play volleyball with Tsuna forever, Tsuna didn't seem very enthusiastic at first, but later he could be considered to have come to like volleyball.
So even if you're fighting alongside Hinata on the field, he should be happy.
However, Sawada Tsunayoshi of the Vongola was not happy before; his brows were always furrowed, and he had an unresolved sorrow.
Hinata doesn't care what happened anymore. Even if he asks Tsuna, he probably won't tell him. Judging from the fact that Tsuna was willing to let him know his identity, the other party's current situation is probably not as difficult or dangerous as before.
It's good that there's no danger to his life. Otherwise, no matter how happy Xiaogang is, he wouldn't agree to let Xiaogang stay in Italy.
After he finished explaining his analysis to Irie Shoichi, he received a very shocked look from the other man.
"Why are you looking at me like that!" Hinata puffed out her cheeks.
"I just didn't expect Sho to be able to think so fast," Irie said.
They were able to guess Tsuna's identity, analyze from his attitude that the situation in Italy was better than before, at least there was no danger to his life, and also see that everyone here liked Tsuna.
Oh, and lastly, you don't even need to observe; even a blockhead could see that everyone's attitude was too good.
Hinata retorted indignantly, "Not only do I have a quick mind, but I can also tell that you, Tsuna, and the Vongola Guardians are definitely hiding something more serious from me."
A chill ran down Irie's spine; unseen cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He chuckled awkwardly.
"How could you think that?"
Of course, there was something I hadn't told Hinata, but it was something I really couldn't say. Irie had no choice but to try to help Tsuna-kun avoid this question.
Hinata narrowed his eyes. "Hmph, still trying to find excuses to deceive me, huh?"
"There's no need to look anymore, I won't ask. But you and Xiaogang must put safety first."
It's probably because of the confidence that Vongola gave him that Hinata no longer had the urge to get an answer that he had in middle school. Perhaps he's grown up a bit and understands that knowing everything isn't always the best thing.
If Tsuna could reveal his identity as the Godfather to him, then the rest probably couldn't be said, Hyuga sighed inwardly.
Why does Xiaogang always encounter these kinds of things?
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