if we meet

Since Reborn came, a lot of strange people have appeared around Munakata one after another.He himself doesn't like this kind of atmosphere, but Nana likes the feeling of being lively and lively at home, and in order to strengthen the bonds of family members, Reborn is always stuffing people around him, so he can only accept it.

Faced with several so-called trainings arranged by Reborn, Munakata spent several days in the state of putting together thousands of puzzles every day.Finally, one day, after throwing the snowball back the same way and hitting a blond loser in the face, he said blankly to Reborn, who was sitting comfortably by the side watching the play: "If this is you Please forgive me for the so-called training."

Such a ridiculous farce... the King of Blue also has a limit of patience!

Reborn looked at the chaos in the arena, "But everyone is having a good time."

Munakata took off his glasses, wiped off the fog on them, and put them on again, "Heh... do you think such a group of people can become a qualified mafia? If Dino also grew up from this kind of training, then I really I admire your teaching ability."

"Of course not," Reborn said, "This is just a training to enhance family friendship, there are other things below, it's not that simple."

Munakata looked at the family teacher with a natural face, "Compared with these small farces that can only be used as leisure entertainment, I am more looking forward to the training that can substantially help all aspects of ability. After all...our time cannot be wasted on such place."

Reborn was a little surprised, "...you even know this?"

Munakata smiled knowingly, "Now I know."

Reborn stared at him silently for a while, with no emotion in his eyes. "... How many secrets do you have?"

Munakata smiled, "Maybe a little more than yours."

Everyone on the snowy ground was still fighting in chaos, and no one noticed the two people who were confronting each other in this small area.

a long time.

"... Kudaime believes in you."

"My pleasure."

After that conversation, the slapstick training finally came to an end.Except for Hibari, who has not expressed his opinion so far, Gudera, Yamamoto, and Sasakawa have all accepted Reborn's formal training proposal.According to the different physical fitness of individuals, Munakata has also formulated corresponding training menus.

Yamamoto looked at the stack of materials in his hand and exclaimed: "Is this... made by Ah Gang? It feels so amazing!"

Prison Temple was so moved that he stared at the stars, "The leader actually made the training menu for me with his own hands! I am so happy! As the leader's right-hand man, I will definitely complete all the items!!"

Sasakawa rubbed his head, "Although I don't understand it, it seems to be extremely powerful, Sawada! I will do it to my limit!"

Munakata looked at the high-spirited state of several people with satisfaction, "I'm glad that you are so supportive of the training list I provided, and Reborn will be in charge of your training next."

Reborn said: "I will also make timely adjustments based on the training formulated by Gang. In short, I will not show mercy!"

"No problem! Uh..." Prison Temple responded first, and suddenly thought of something, "Then, where is the leader?"

Munakata showed an apologetic expression, "Sorry, I won't train with you."

"Hey?……"

In the stunned expressions of the three of them, Reborn said: "Tsuna is different from you. He has to receive special training. The usual training doesn't do much for him anymore."

Yamamoto also laughed: "That's right, even Skylark is no match for Tsuna! It seems that we have to work harder!"

Prison Temple looked at him very dissatisfied, "Don't take my word, baseball idiot! Leader, don't worry! I will definitely not let you down!"

Sasakawa waved his fist confidently, "Come on to the limit!"

"They're all trustworthy companions, aren't they?" Don't forget this at times like this...

"Oh." This is not out of words.

Injuries are unavoidable in training. Because Yamamoto and Sasakawa still have clubs, the amount of training is limited, and the injuries can be recovered quickly. However, because the prison temple is too hard, the injuries are obviously much more serious.

After seeing the prison temple who had already been hospitalized due to serious injuries, Zongxiang sighed: "Completely overtraining... this is not possible."

"However, with Prison Temple's personality, it is very difficult for him to consciously train according to the volume." Reborn said.

"It's a very relaxed tone." Munakata looked at the tutor who was still in the mood to play cosplay, "Is there any good way?"

Since it is a question, don't use the tone of a declarative sentence! "...I informed the past teacher of the prison temple."

Munakata listened to the unfinished words, "Oh, that's right."

"Don't you have any curiosity, you..." Reborn shook the branch that Leon turned into dissatisfied, and added: "Shamar, known as "Trident Shamar", is a trident mosquito that he raises by himself to cure diseases And the murderous doctor-assassin who taught the prison temple to use bombs as weapons."

"Using mosquitoes to cure diseases and kill people..." Munakata repeated, no longer trying to understand such things. "...Kuuji-kun's ability to use bombs has not been fully utilized, if he can only be taught to this level..."

Reborn was not too surprised at how his students came to this conclusion from the little information he gave, but he still felt that it was necessary to explain a little for a doctor whose basic principles were not broken. "Shamar didn't finish teaching the prison temple and left. As you can see, the prison temple is the kind of person who does not hesitate to die. He can't accept the fact that teaching the prison temple a stronger ability makes him go all out."

"It seems that it is not that simple for him to agree to teach the current Prison Temple."

Reborn looked at him with a smile: "The prison temple is already your admitted subordinate, right? You can't rely on me this time."

Zongxiang smiled and said: "It's really heartless... you have to tell me where Shamar is?"

Reborn took out a timetable out of nowhere, "Shamar was notified in the morning, the flight from Italy...should arrive in the afternoon. I have already told him the address of Sawada's house, you can wait at home."

Munakata raised his eyebrows, "I'm well prepared."

Reborn replied: "Yeah, so don't let me down."

Looking at the malicious smile on the baby's face, Zongxiang felt that his teacher might have dug some trap for him.However, he has been quite bored recently, and he is still looking forward to the so-called "Trident Shamar".Under the condition of being confident and able to persuade the other party, it is not a bad idea to satisfy the teacher's mood of watching the play.

But there is a saying that is good, you can't be too confident in being a human being.

As soon as he entered the house, Munakata saw a strange uncle with a ball of Biyangqi's signature food on his face who seemed to be rolling down the stairs, and a murderous poisonous scorpion walking down the stairs slowly.

The one in the white coat is Shamar?

Munakata stood at the entrance, propped his chin, and watched patiently.

Although I don't know the cause and effect, but Bi Yangqi, who is easy to get along with except for her poisonous food and her obsession with Reborn, is full of murderous looks, and she says that she wants to do justice for the sky with a gloomy face... It seems that he still picked up a little bit. What a troublesome task.

After a while, Shamar got rid of the poisonous food on his face, got up energetically again, shook his head, which was probably dropped, and saw Munakata who was watching.

In an instant, he changed into an expression that although Munakata didn't want to admit emotionally, but rationally, he had to say that he was quite obsessed. With a pouted mouth, he flew over, "Beauty~~come~kiss~~"

With a blank face, Zongxiang took the schoolbag and smashed the wretched uncle into the wall, and before the other fell off the wall, he added, "...I'm a man."

Shamar has not yet struggled out of the wall, "How is it possible?!..."

Biyangqi on the stairs glanced at Shamar who had been slumped on the ground after being poked by this sentence, and then looked at the girl whose skin was fairer than ordinary girls and whose appearance was also very handsome, but Munakata, who is full of temperament, will not be mistaken for a girl... This unscrupulous kisser, is he crazy about women? !

It seemed that she wouldn't be taken advantage of, and Biyangqi had no interest in playing any further, so she greeted her casually and went back upstairs.

Nodding politely, Munakata looked at Shamar who was still on the ground with a disappointed face.

"...She is obviously a cute girl, but how could she be a boy?!...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

It turned out to be a hooligan who likes to harass women, no wonder Biyangqi is also very angry.Although I don't like being mistaken for a girl, but... Maybe I can use it a little bit.

Munakata put a smile on his face, "Sorry, I was a little scared just now. I am Sawada Tsunayoshi. Are you the Shamar that Reborn said?"

Hearing this, Shamar's excellent reflexes as a killer made him wake up immediately, "Ah, I'm Shamar...you are the tenth generation leader of Vongola?"

Zongxiang tilted his head and said with a smile, "Not yet."

A certain hooligan who just got up from the ground gave a soft leg and almost fell back again, "...no, don't do this to me... Woohoo, how could it be a man..."

"I can't do anything about the appearance," Munakata looked at the effect with satisfaction, and then let it go as soon as it was good. "I believe Reborn should have told you about the prison temple, right? Shamar."

Shamar also regained his composure, "Well... But I will only help him heal, and I won't teach him any more."

"Teach him to cherish his own life a little more, won't that work?"

"What?" Shamar was taken aback, looking at Munakata with a smile on his face.But this time his attention was on his words. "Then he must know how to listen! It's not like he hasn't taught it before..." He said in annoyance.

"With Prison Lord's character... if you use the wrong method, it will easily backfire."

"...If you can't figure it out yourself, it's useless no matter what others say! There is no value in teaching such a person who has a not-so-stupid brain but can't use it?!"

Shamar showed a look of resentment.Zongxiang knew exactly which part of the master and apprentice went wrong. "Both of us can't understand each other's feelings. If we don't confess, we will continue to misunderstand like this." Looking at Shamar who still insisted, Munakata took a hard dose of medicine. "Prison Temple Lord is already standing in a very dangerous place. If this continues until he dies, he may not have time to understand."

Shamar's expression was visibly shaken.No matter how indifferent he was, in his heart he couldn't bear to watch the child who was brought up by one hand go to death without knowing anything.He was just waiting for the child to realize it by himself, but he kept ignoring the fact that the world they lived in was so dangerous, who could guarantee that he would have enough time to understand it?

"I really can't help it..." Shamar rubbed his head, looking at the leader of the tenth generation of Vongola who he regarded as a girl and persuaded him calmly and rationally for more than ten years, and sighed deeply: " This kind of person...how could I treat you as a girl..."

Zongxiang smiled and said, "Do you feel embarrassed? Then please keep it a secret."

Killing, killing intent? !

That smile was so terrifying that people couldn't look directly... Shamar felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and couldn't help shivering: "...Okay, okay."

Well, although I'm sorry for the teacher who really wants to watch the show, but in comparison, I really don't want to be treated as a joke.

The head of the room who was having a friendly exchange with Biyangqi thought without apology.

The long-overdue Obsidian battle, the cup and cup of Sister Mu