The waste firewood of the five family

"However, the leader of the port mafia won't let him go." Regarding Reborn's suggestion, Tsuna had doubts on his face.

"This kind of thing requires you to think on your own." Reborn didn't answer, and raised his hat brim, "A qualified leader must learn to explore by himself—"

"Goodbye then, fool."

The voice of reborn disappeared.

Tsunaki was stunned on the spot, until Mori Ogai recalled his sanity: "How is Tsunaki thinking?"

Thinking of what Reborn just said, Gangji's eyes flickered, but he became firm again: "I'm free at noon today, thank you sir."

"You're welcome. Also, just call me Mr. Mori." Obtaining the expected answer, Mori Ogai was obviously in a very happy mood, "At twelve o'clock at noon, we will meet at the gate of the port mafia building. "

Hey, are you unabashed?

Gangji was shocked.

Is it really okay to invite an ordinary person to visit the mafia lair so openly?

However, Ogai Mori didn't seem to be worried at all. Instead, he saw Tsunayoshi's concerns and explained patiently: "Don't worry, Tsunayoshi-kun, we are a formal organization."

Formal organization of a ghost oh.Tsuna didn't want to believe it, but then he doubted his personality.

Do I look stupid and easy to deceive?No way.

Although I can fall when I walk, roll down the stairs, my grades are not very good, and I look easy to be bullied, but... I don't think I'm a fool.

Gangji couldn't figure it out, and finally decided to give up thinking.

"Isn't it just to have a meal with the mafia leader?" He sat up abruptly to cheer himself up, "I have experienced all the big scenes, so what are you afraid of?"

Noon is coming soon.

When Tsuna arrived at the gate of the building on time, he saw a boy with bright orange-red hair and a black hat walking out.

"You are Gojo Tsunayoshi?" Nakahara looked at the soft and harmless brown-haired boy in front of him, as if thinking of some kind of cute and cute animal, his expression softened a little.

Ah, it's the owner of that phone.Tsunade recognized his voice.

However, no matter how you look at it, this person is the kind of good-natured boy who can help an old lady cross the road.

Does the mafia at the port actually have such a righteous figure?Gangji complained inwardly.

"Boss wants me to pick you up." Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that he had frightened Gang Ji, so he put on a friendly smile, "Don't be afraid, the boss is not fierce, he is very nice."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Gang Ji realized that he was distracted, and smiled embarrassedly, "You must be Zhongye in the Central Plains, thank you."

He was obviously invited to be a guest forcibly by the boss, yet this person can be so polite and gentle.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Gangji, and then thought of a certain black mud, and couldn't help making a comparison in his heart.

Tch, Dazai is thankful for being one-thousandth as pure as the person in front of him.

The Central Plains also want to.

"Ah, I always feel that the little slug is thinking about something disgusting——" Dazai Osamu came out from the door, looked up to see Tsunayoshi, leaned over and said with a smile, "Yo, we meet again."

"Dazai, why are you here?" Nakahara Nakata said very disgusted.

"Hey, do I still need to report to you about what I do?" Osamu Dazai said with a hint of shock in his tone, pretending to be extraordinarily perfunctory, "Sure enough, you can't count on how big a slug's brain is."

"Do you want to be beaten again?" Zhong Yuanzhong was obviously irritated again.

Hey, why are you arguing again?Gang Ji looked at the two people in front of him who seemed to be out of wisdom, and there was a tinge of relief in addition to frantic complaints.

I always feel that such a Dazai still has a breath of life.

Tsuna was thinking with some relief when a third voice on the phone interrupted him.

"Dazai, Chuya, treat guests politely." Mori Ogai paced slowly, looked at Tsunakichi who suddenly stiffened, and showed a smile that he thought was conciliatory.

"I'm meeting you for the first time. I'm Mori Ogai, Gojo Tsunayoshi."