if we meet

"The loser must become the subordinate of the winner. This is a family rule." The little baby in the black suit jumped out from nowhere, and walked slowly between the two with his hands behind his back.

Kageji Hayato who was still kneeling on the ground said: "I didn't want to be Vongola Judaime, I just wanted to test Judaime whether you have the ability to be the boss, but Judaimu is willing to stand up to save me who is an enemy , my prison temple Hayato is willing to follow you to the ends of the earth!"

Reborn rubbed his temples and said to Munakata: "Congratulations, you have captured the first member of the family—Hayato Gokuji, who is known as the "smokingbomb"."

Then Reborn turned his head and said to Yamamoto on the side: "We want to build a mafia family centered on Tsunade, do you want to join?"

Yamamoto, who watched the development of this wonderful thing all the time, scratched his head and said with a smile: "Is it a family game? It seems very interesting! Then I want to join too!"

What is this all about!

Munakata coughed lightly to show his non-zero presence.

"Actually, I don't quite know what you guys are talking about, but anyway, Yamamoto-kun, this probably won't be a fun game, so I'm sorry, but I refuse you to join."

Then he ignored Yamamoto's surprise, and continued in a calm tone: "You two should be fellow travelers, and what you are doing now..." He paused, "Maybe it has something to do with the letter I received this morning? "

He saw the undisguised blankness on Prisoner's face, and Reborn's...unchanged facial expression.

"...Maybe we should find a place to talk first."

He was answered with a soft hum from Reborn.

After coming out of school, before he woke up from his daze, the prison temple was sent away by Reborn with a few words.

Sitting on a bench in the park, Munakata repeated the nouns he had heard before as if asking with great interest.

"Vongola Judaime candidate? Are you referring to me?"

Reborn nodded, "I'm Reborn, a killer from Italy, entrusted by the ninth generation of Vongola, to train you into an outstanding mafia boss."

Munakata said with some amusement: "I seem to be just an ordinary person, right? How could I be a candidate for Vongola Judaime?

Reborn took out a piece of yellow paper out of nowhere, pointed to the name on the top and said, "This is the first generation leader of the Vongola family. He came to Japan after retiring and left his direct blood here." Pointing down, "...his great-great-great-great-grandson is you."

Munakata looked at the frame drawing of bloodlines on the paper with great interest: "So the leader is chosen by bloodlines..."

"It's not just that," Reborn added, "it's impossible to get that position without the quality."

With his chin propped up, his glasses reflectively, "Ah, it seems that the Vongola family's status is not low."

Reborn took it for granted: "Vongola is the most powerful mafia family in Italy, and its leader is called the "Godfather" by the world. Not everyone can be one."

"Then, has anyone in this bloodline in Japan ever served as the leader?"

"No, you will be the first."

Munakata stared at Reborn's still expressionless face, and chuckled lightly, "That's quite an undeniable tone!"

Hearing this, Reborn said, "I have full confidence in my teachings, and you..." He paused, showing him his second expression so far, a slight smile, "I admit, You have enough qualifications."

Munakata was noncommittal, but asked: "In any case, living in the world of ordinary people, I should not be the best candidate. So... what about the others?"

Reborn said flatly: "Except for you, the qualified heirs all died for various reasons."

"Oh?" Munakata raised his eyebrows, "What if I can't inherit?"

Reborn looked at him, "...you will be under the strictest protection."

"Ah, it seems that I can't refuse."

"of course."

"Then..." Munakata said with a smile, "Please teach me a lot from now on, Reborn."

In the evening, Reborn officially stayed at Sawada's house as an invited tutor, and received Nana's warm hospitality.

When packing his schoolbag before going to bed, Munakata happened to find the letter that had been in his schoolbag all along.He took out the letter and tried to open it, but found that he couldn't open it no matter what.

He shook the letter at Reborn who had already changed into pajamas, "What's going on here?"

Sitting on the hammock, Reborn said without any surprise: "That is a special envelope made by the Vongola family, and it needs the flames of death air to open."

Zongxiang asked suspiciously: "Flame of death energy? What is that?"

"It is a kind of energy in the body of ordinary people, but not everyone can use it. The leaders of Vongola in the past can trigger it from the body and use it for their own use. Only by being able to use it can you truly be qualified to be a leader. "

"How can I use it?"

Reborn suddenly smiled, "Do you want to try? I can help you."

Munakata stared at that seemingly malicious smile, and said firmly, "No, I'd rather know how to use it."

"What a pity!" Reborn's tone contained obvious regret. "Then I can't help you."

As he spoke, he lay down, opened his eyes, and blew his nose bubbles.

Munakata fiddled with the thin letter.When placed at an angle, he caught the subtle flowing gold-red on the logo in the upper right corner under the light.

Touching the sign, suddenly, he stopped.

Glancing at Reborn who seemed to be sleeping soundly, he walked out of the room without making a sound.

A short while after the door closed, there was a soft "snap", and the nose bubble burst.

In the silence, Reborn sat up and looked towards the door with a blank expression.

>>>>>>

Walking out into a dark courtyard, the subtle golden red on the envelope is still less noticeable, but not too much of an issue.Munakata does not need to "see", but only needs to "perceive".

That kind of power called "Flame of Death Qi" belongs to this world.

He put his hand on the symbol and felt the fluctuation of that power. At the same time, the power that had not been used for a long time began to flow in the body, searching for the same fluctuation everywhere in the body.

He only allocated a small part of his mind to focus on the surroundings, maintaining the necessary vigilance, and most of his attention was focused on the control of power.No matter how familiar this power was once, it would definitely be a difficult problem to regain it in a short time after many years.

The flowing power spreads regularly along a specific trajectory in the body, ensuring that it can cover every corner.

The blue ripples invisible to ordinary people gradually covered his body. The ripples went from shallow to deep, from small to large, and finally turned into blue flames burning around his body.

The body is so light that it seems to be able to float, and the consciousness has a long-lost sense of floating.Unknowingly, the power used began to gradually increase, gathering in his body little by little, and some even began to spread outward.

Before the sword of Damocles was about to appear, he finally woke up from the state of perception and suddenly withdrew his power.

Almost... Now is not the time to fully awaken.

Munakata raised his right hand, which was already covered with a layer of golden-red flames.The gorgeous and warm flames were dancing and burning, reminding him of something.

Is this... the fire of dead energy?

……Ah.

Munakata looked at the letter again, but didn't open it, turned around and walked back to the room.

>>>>>>

In the bloody darkness, sharp golden eyes suddenly looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Under the light moonlight, there is a dense shade of trees.

"Boss? What's wrong? Is there anything out there?"

"...No, it's fine."