[Tutor+K] Five generations

Richard didn't hear Giotto's last words.

The dispute between Prison Temple and Thomas came to an end for the time being.Because of the bad breath in his heart, Yuji bid farewell to Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately, and went to the depths of the death forest alone for unknown special training.

Although very unwilling and unwilling, he must admit that Thomas is a powerful enemy that he cannot defeat today.

Seeing that the situation did not deteriorate, Tsuna was relieved and set off with Richard and others.

It was getting late, and it was time for them to go back.

"Where is Josan living now?" Looking at Giotto's typical western face, Gangji hesitated for a while, but decided to send him back to his residence first, as a landlord.

Giotto reported an address, and just as Richard thought it sounded familiar, he heard Tsunaki's surprised voice.

"Across from my house?!"

Richard couldn't help but glance at Giotto more.

I... Even the residence is ready?

Sensing his strange gaze, Giotto turned his head and smiled back.

"Stupid Gang, what's the name of the ghost?"

A group of black "hedgehogs" descended from the sky and kicked their disciples impartially.

"Reborn!" Sawada Tsunayoshi shouted in protest, rubbing the cheek that was hit, "Where have you been?"

"Fu." Reborn ignored Sawada Tsunayoshi, but stared at the blond young man with a happy face in secret.

This guy who looks a lot like Stupid...

The dark eyes stared at Giotto for a long time, and then drifted to Richard beside him.

Almost immediately, Reborn's face twitched vaguely.

He seems to have guessed Giotto's real identity.

Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't notice the egg pain in his teacher's eyes at all. He picked up the "hedgehog group" on the ground and looked at the three of Richard in consultation.

"Rich, Qiaosan, Thomasan, come to my house for dinner first?"

Neither Richard nor Giotto had any objections. As Italians with strong family values, there is nothing to refuse to have dinner with their descendants.

As for Thomas, he has never had a problem with being treated.

So a few people took the cable car all the way back to Bingsheng, walked three kilometers, and finally came to the nameplate of Zetian House.

Ringing the doorbell, before the door opened, a rough and enthusiastic voice came over.

"Yo, Ah Gang is back, do you want to go fishing with Dad?"

Hearing a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Sawada Tsunayoshi petrified.

And at the moment the door opened, inside the entrance, Sawada Iemitsu, who appeared with a standard rough guy posture, also petrified on the spot.

Because of his height and perspective, what he saw first was not his own son, but a young man who was four or five points similar to his own son.

The golden broken hair seemed to be fading away, and the golden orange pupils were transparent and bright, like amber that had carried countless years, warm and restrained.

However, as a strong man, his perception of powerful breaths is not restrained at all.

Although the blond young man in front of him kept his sense of existence to a minimum and did not reveal the slightest bit of strength and coercion; but for Sawada Iemitsu, his years of experience in life-and-death battles and mature super-intuitiveness made him keenly aware of Seeing the danger of the person in front of him, even the vigilance nerves of the whole body trembled.

To make matters worse, he felt a strange sense of familiarity from the person in front of him.

It was as if he had seen this looming oppressive force somewhere before.

Taking a panoramic view of Sawada Iemitsu's changing expression, Reborn's mood suddenly became much happier.

Sure enough, there is only gain if there is a comparison. Compared with Iemitsu Sawada who is involved in it, the thunder that I and V threw him is nothing at all.

Thinking of Zetian Jiaguang's rippling voice before he opened the door, and even his current unkempt image, Reborn calmly touched Len, transformed into a mobile phone, and ordered a batch of candles at the department store, ready to deliver them to Zetian's house in the middle of the night. Go to the light room.

On the other hand, when Sawada Iemitsu was looking at Giotto, Giotto was also looking at each other.Qingming's gaze swept over every place without any trace, only on the untrimmed stubble, the wrinkled vest dripped with unknown juice, the crooked underpants, and the slippers that were lost one by one. Pausing for a moment, then the corners of his lips were slightly raised, overflowing with an unknown smile.

Richard, who was standing on the right side of Giotto, was also a little surprised.

The few times we met before, Sawada Iemitsu gave him a calm and reliable image... How come he turned into such a ghost after returning home?

"Guys," Iemitsu Sawada clenched his fist and coughed to his lips, "Come in first, but I didn't expect you guys to come back. I was really rude just now..."

As the leader of the [Outside Advisors], Iemitsu Sawada quickly adjusted himself. Although he still did not give up showing a sloppy look in front of his son, he has restrained himself a lot.

But just when he finished speaking these words calmly, he froze suddenly.

The thing called aura attacked his reason for a moment, and he finally understood why the vague sense of deterrence just now made him feel familiar.

——Vongola's "punishment".

A secret item passed down from generation to generation by the high-level family, the blood of the first generation of Peng Lie.

Sawada Iemitsu felt that his blood pressure was not very good.

At this time, Gangji, who finally came to his senses, almost wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

My father, who was like a homeless man, came back after two years, and he still appeared in front of his relatives with such an unprepared appearance...

He just felt that his face was about to burn with embarrassment.

"Father, give way quickly..." He said to let them in, but he stood still and blocked the door tightly, how do you want them to enter?

Iemitsu Sawada, who forgot to move because he was too shocked, responded, smiled heartlessly again, walked out the door, put his arms around his son's shoulders, and pushed him into the door.

"Gang, quickly take Reborn and this platinum-haired boy in for a rest. I'll talk to these two acquaintances first."

"This...isn't that good?" Even if you want to talk, don't keep people out of your house. Although your relatives don't need to be too restrained, it's too rude to do so.

"It's okay, Gang," Giotto said softly, "You go in first, we won't stay outside for too long."

Richard nodded: "Gangji, you go in first, we have something to talk to Jiaguang."

Seeing that they seemed to be discussing something private, Tsuna had no choice but to drag Thomas into the room.

A second before stepping into the porch, a faint doubt flashed in his mind.

When I first met Liqie, Liqie seemed to respect his father very much, saying that he was a great person... Why did his attitude seem to be different from that time?

When the door was closed again, Sawada Iemitsu put away his laziness, raised his hand and quickly smoothed out several irregularities on the clothes.

"You...you two..."

"Don't be nervous," Giotto stopped Iemitsu Sawada from saluting, "Richie and I are just distant relatives of your family who are not well-known, just treat us casually."

"..." Is there such a 'little-known' relative?Even if I wanted him to do whatever he wanted in his life, how could he dare to "entertain as he pleases".

Sawada Iemitsu only felt that the egg pain of this year would be experienced today.

In the end, he could only turn to Fifth, who put less pressure on him.

"Your Excellency Fifth, didn't you go to the headquarters..."

"It's inconvenient for me to interfere with the matter of the Ninth Generation." Thinking of the advice of the first generation, Richard continued, "This is a test for the tenth generation, so don't interfere too much."

The conversation between the three lasted for 5 minutes. After that, Iemitsu Sawada left in a hurry, and Richard found Tsunayoshi Sawada who was working hard to catch up with his homework.

"Thomas...I'm sorry."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was holding the pen holder, almost broke the nib: "...Huh?"

Richard is reluctant to say more.Just leave this sentence and plan to leave.

"Thomas-san..." Gang Ji asked hesitantly, "Why would he...?"

Thinking of the hard-to-communicate platinum-blonde youth with strange logic, Tsuna doesn't even know how to describe it.

The rest is fine, but the matter of eating shoes...isn't he really making things difficult for Prison Monarch?

"Thomas just..." Richard didn't want to explain too much, but couldn't help defending his friend, "too obsessed with certain things. Especially promises."

His thoughts were caged in a fog of memory.

He couldn't forget the first time they met, the child who was brought back by his uncle, who was only a little older than him, had a blank expression on his face, and his palms were tightly grasping the broken glass, and he refused to let go even though his fingers were stained red with blood.

I can't forget that voice that is as deserted as winter.

"Because... I promised..."

"Stupid Gang, come and play with Master Lanbo."

The door was opened again, and the childish voice brought him back to consciousness.

But he still seemed to be stuck in the past, and he took a step forward unconsciously, following the development of his memory, he said what he had said.

Squatting down and spreading out your palms, the scene ten years ago reappeared at this moment, the voice in your mouth overlapped with your memories.

"Want some candy?"

Tsuna, who was a little annoyed by Lanbo's entanglement, was startled when he heard the voice beside him.

Never heard Richie...in such a tone...

However, in the next second, a messy sound woke him up abruptly.

"Master Lanbo wants to—"

"Crack-"

"Roll-"

"pong——"

"Riche!"

Tsuna turned his head suddenly, but only saw pink smoke everywhere.

— Decade bazooka.

The pink smoke in front of my eyes is the sign of the ten-year bazooka launch.The person who is hit by a ten-year bazooka will exchange 5 minutes with himself ten years later.

Gangji's heart couldn't help but tighten.

The one hit by the ten-year bazooka...was it Richie?

……

In the colorful space-time tunnel, a slender figure kept falling.

Richard's sanity has recovered at this moment, he looks around coldly, and holds the weapon at his waist tightly with his right hand.

After a while, a faint voice came from the bottomless abyss below.

"Come to the appointment alone, should I praise you for being brave, or for being stupid and not afraid of death?"

"Isn't that exactly what you want to see?"

"You can still laugh, you really have nothing to fear... Tsunaki-kun," the first voice also laughed, with undisguised malice, "So, are you ready to die?"