if we meet

Munakata arrived at the school early today, strictly speaking, it was not time for the school gate to open, but none of the gate guards dared to stop him—as long as they had seen the occasional fight between Hibari and Munakata in the campus.

As a person who can beat Skylark to the ground, no matter how calm, normal or even friendly and polite he is, he will get enough privileges and preferential treatment in this parallel world ruled by violence, especially when even the actual ruler Skylark tacitly In the case of.

According to the normal schedule, Munakata should go to the forest for daily training before going to school, but today is special.

After entering the school, Munakata first went to the office of the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, and as expected, he saw Hibari who was processing documents.Those who have seen the violent nature of Skylark probably find it hard to believe that the battle maniac can still sit down and process documents for several hours in peace.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Skylark looked up from the file, "Huh?...it's you, what's the matter?"

Zongxiang pushed his glasses and smiled lightly: "Can't you come and have a look if you have nothing to do?"

With a glance, the knife came across. "You're not the type to do such boring things, what exactly is it?"

"... Cao Bi is really careful, don't you mind if I have a drink?" Munakata picked up the steaming teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

A red cross appeared on the skylark's forehead.

Seeing that someone was about to lose his temper, Munakata put away his joking thoughts, "Neisheng may not be peaceful recently."

Skylark was silent for a moment, squinted his eyes, and asked, "...Because of you?"

"Speaking as if I did it on purpose...but that's probably the case. I can't guarantee that you won't be involved."

"Are you questioning my abilities? Or what do you think I'm afraid of?"

"Oh, that's it..."

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For most of the students in Class A of the first year of Bingsheng Middle School, this is an ordinary day.

"Good morning, Sawada. You came early today!"

Takeshi Yamamoto has always been one of the students who arrived earlier in the class, and he was also one of the few people in the class who dared to communicate with him proactively.

Although judging from Munakata's excellent grades and polite attitude from childhood to adulthood, he should naturally have good popularity.But since his "friendly relationship" with Skylark has become almost public, his social circle has shrunk dramatically.After all, not everyone has the courage to be related to Skylark.

In this regard, he himself is also happy to see the results—you can't expect him to have any common topics with this group of innocent teenagers!

"Yeah, occasionally I would like to take a look at the campus in the morning light." Munakata said casually, not worried at all that this rather non-technical excuse would be exposed.

As expected, Yamamoto was startled for a moment, then smiled naturally and said, "So that's the case, Sawada really can think of many things that ordinary people can't think of! Haha!"

I really believe it...

Afterwards, students came in one after another, and Yamamoto returned to his seat.

After the class started, the head teacher standing on the podium said solemnly: "Everyone, a transfer student is coming to our class today."

Before he finished speaking, a silver-haired boy walked in from the door without wearing a school uniform.

"This is Hayato-kun from Italy, and I will study with you from now on..."

The head teacher seemed to want the transfer student to get on well with the classmates in the class, and he said it very seriously, but the silver-haired boy named Hayato Gokuji obviously didn't cooperate.

He glanced at the whole class with a ferocious expression, and finally fixed his gaze directly in front of him, striding over amidst the discussions.

Zongxiang raised his head slightly, and calmly met his fierce gaze.

The silver-haired boy stood by his desk and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly turned around and sat in the last row.

Is that... blushing?He thought back with some uncertainty.

After class, Sasakawa Kyoko, who was sitting obliquely behind him, asked worriedly, "Sawada-kun, are you alright?"

Zong Xiang turned his head slightly and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Shang Chuan-sang."

For many people in Bingsheng, Sasakawa Kyoko is probably equivalent to the existence of "school beauty", but for him, she is one of the only two girls from her classmates who can communicate normally, and of course the sender of those pink envelopes must be excluded from these communicable objects.As for the other... probably her flower protector Hei Chuanhua.

Kurokawa Hana, who has been standing by the side, also said coldly: "How can something happen? Isn't Sawada very powerful? Even if he came to seek revenge, he can easily solve it!"——This way of communication...

"Xiao Hua!" Uekawa Kyoko smiled at him with some embarrassment, and then was pulled away by Kurokawa Hana who had been frowning.You can still hear Kurokawa Hana saying angrily: "That guy Sawada is not easy at first sight, don't get so close to that dangerous person!..."

Munakata, who was once again labeled as a dangerous person, didn't care much. He looked along the line of sight that had never left him since then, and unexpectedly caught that line of sight moving away in embarrassment.

I don't know how long I can bear it...

In fact, half a day is the limit.Because after lunch, he was forcibly dragged to the rooftop.

It's not the rooftop where the larks often live, it seems that we can play for a while.

Munakata casually lowered his glasses and waited leisurely for the next move of the boy in front of him. "Prisoner, what is the purpose of bringing me here?"

Prison Temple snorted coldly, shook his hands, and several firecracker-shaped objects appeared between his fingers.

The fuse... a small bomb?

"Mr. Reborn said, as long as I win you, I can replace you as Vongola Judaime! So, explode!" He said, throwing the object in his hand!

Before he had time to think about his words, Munakata was taken aback by the automatically ignited bomb, and then dodged a few times to avoid the bomb.

Boom-!

After the smoke dissipated, several pits appeared on the ground.

"Cut! Did you avoid it?" Prison Temple unhappily took out a bomb again, ignited it, and threw it out.

was also dodged.

Prison Temple angrily took out more bombs and stuffed his hands.

A bomb fell on the ground, rolled several times, and rolled to the entrance of the rooftop, where it was blocked by a black leather shoe.

"Eh? This is?" Yamamoto looked at the bomb in his hand, then at the two sides that were in a confrontational state, and at the same time looked at his statue and prison temple, and said with a smile: "Haha, what kind of interesting game is this playing?" What? Can I play with you too?"

The fuse is still burning!How natural do you have to be to pick it up? !

Munakata grabbed a bomb casually, snuffed out the flames, and threw it hard.

The bombs flying out at high speed brought out a strong wind, which instantly blew out the almost burnt flames on the fuse.

"It's amazing..." Prison Temple looked at it in shock and murmured.Unconsciously, several bombs that had been ignited slipped from his fingers and fell at his feet.

He snapped back to his senses, looked at the explosives that were about to explode at his feet in panic, "This, no—!"

In the next second, he felt that the scene in front of him suddenly blurred, and the sound of howling wind came from his ears.

It wasn't until the sound of the explosion that he regained his sanity that he had the consciousness of escape.

Prison Si slumped on the ground, raised his head, staring blankly at the figure standing against the light.

After making sure that all the bombs had exploded, Munakata turned his attention back to the boy he had pulled out of the explosion circle just now.

"you……"

"I'm sorry! Judaimu! I was wrong! You are the Judaimu in my mind!"

Zongxiang looked down at the young man who was kneeling on the knees, looked at him with guilt and joy on his face quite excitedly, and it took a long time before he said a word.

"……what?"