《Did You Watch the Vongola Ninth Generation Today? [Live Stream] 》Author: Liaoliao Ziyan
Synopsis:
For various reasons, the worlds of Detective Conan, Jujutsu, Literary Group were on the verge of collapsing and dissipating, so the World Consciousness thought of a solution.
Why not just find a few stable worlds that have already been saved and merge them together?
It was just that, because it was the first time, the Great Universe "accidentally" pulled all the main characters together and "accidentally" spoiled the future revolving around a certain leader.
And so, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had just inherited his family, along with his friends and relatives, was pulled into a place that looked like a cinema, which was filled with many people who looked like they were trouble.
The film gradually began to play, the protagonists were actually his Guardians, his former enemies, his former-former enemies, his former-former-former enemies.
Listening to various terms like "boss," "Tenth Generation," and "leader" in the video, he watched as people from other worlds speculated about what kind of person the Vongola leader actually was.
Sawada Tsunayoshi huddled in his chair, trembling. What kind of person could he be? He was just an ordinary student; stop with all these conspiracy theories!
PS: Watching and live-streaming various original plots, with a few touches of the original story. Featuring various hype for 27; centered around 27, the entire story is full of romance.
Content Tags: Crossover, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, Bungo Stray Dogs, Jujutsu Kaisen, Detective Conan
Protagonist: Sawada Tsunayoshi (Many), Supporting Characters: Reborn, Beika Group, Jujutsu Group, Literary Group
Others: Reborn!, Jujutsu, Conan, Literary Group
A one-sentence summary: I've read it, I've read it, I read it every single day, I can't get enough.
Theme: Giving roses to others leaves a lingering fragrance on one's own hands.
Chapter 1: The First Day of Live Streaming
Sawada Tsunayoshi was shivering in a corner.
Even though others couldn't see him.
Although others couldn't hear his voice either, it didn't stop him from making dodging motions; it was simply far too intense outside.
What kind of heated scene was it? It was likely a chaotic spectacle where bullets and shells flew together, sword glints and thick smoke filled the air, one person would strike with a sword, another with a blade, someone would fire a shot, another would unleash an electric blast.
“Haha, what a realistic scene. Is it the latest projection technology? It must be an incredibly amazing magic performance after all,” a handsome young man with short black hair said with a carefree laugh and a smile by his side.
Yamamoto! No matter how naive you are, you shouldn't be acting like this right now! Open your eyes and look at the firepower outside!
"Ohhh, the passion is boiling over! Everyone has the enthusiasm and potential for boxing, so let's all go boxing!" the short-haired boy shouted sunnily, staring at everyone with excitement.
I'm begging you, Brother Hibari, all of you should take a good look at the world outside! You should deal with those live bullets before you even think about boxing!
"Kufufufu, I can smell the stench of the Mafia." The wicked youth with heterochromatic eyes and Byakuran's hairstyle covered one eye with one hand, letting out an ambiguous laugh as he looked at the chaotic scene with murderous intent.
Oh, then your nose is quite keen.
Facing Rokudo Mukuro, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who no longer trembled, lost his courage upon hearing his voice, felt his heart quake at his mere presence, looked completely speechless.
A burst of explosive, intense music rang out, the phoenix-eyed youth revealed a smile full of fighting spirit: "There are quite a few opponents worth biting to death."
Well, this one is also following his characterization as usual.
Sawada Tsunayoshi saw many familiar faces, including Reborn, who stood alone in a corner, his deep eyes watching everything around him from beneath the brim of his hat, remaining silent.
In addition to them, there were Gokudera Hayato, Lambo, Kyoko, Haru, Belphegor, the Ninth Generation, Varia.
Among those fighting was Xanxus's team; they were an unruly bunch, after a sudden gunshot rang out in the mysterious space they had been pulled into, surrounded by a group of strangers with mysterious auras, the warmongers immediately began to fight.
Aside from the people present who knew each other, there were even more strangers.
The mysterious space seemed to have divided everyone into four camps. Those familiar to Sawada Tsunayoshi were grouped together to form one camp; this was the first camp.
The second camp consisted of three people standing at the front: one in a black trench coat and red scarf, one in a white-haired kimono, one bald man.
The third camp truly consisted of men and women of all ages; there was a young boy with a red bowtie and glasses whose lenses flashed, a man with tanned skin keeping a vigilant watch on his surroundings, a silver-haired man holding a gun, a spirited girl looking around anxiously.
The leaders of the fourth faction were two men in a tense standoff: one with white hair and blue eyes, the other with black hair tied in a bun, wearing a kasaya.
Everyone had entered together, as soon as they arrived, many people began fighting. However, as the battle progressed, everyone realized that no matter how magnificent the techniques were or how powerful the strength was, every attack they launched would turn into a puff of smoke and vanish without a trace.
So after fighting back and forth, zero people were injured, zero buildings were damaged.
Gradually, everyone quieted down, exploring their surroundings and sizing up the people from the other factions.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was also completely bewildered; he had arrived about a minute before everyone else, he still hadn't figured out whether this was a dream or a prank by Rokudo Mukuro.
The key was that everyone else could see the people around them, but they could not see him. He could see everyone, but no one could hear the sounds he made.
As the space gradually quieted down, a flash of white light suddenly streaked through, an ethereal, blurred voice spoke into everyone's ears.
Please, everyone, do not be agitated. Please, stay calm and be patient.
Welcome, everyone, to the rift in time and space. You may call me the World Consciousness.
Please pay close attention to what I am about to say next, because I am not joking.
The voice claiming to be the World Consciousness began to explain the reason behind everything.
For reasons unknown to Sawada Tsunayoshi, the other three worlds besides the one he resides in are about to be destroyed. To ensure its own survival, the World Consciousness contacted the world Sawada Tsunayoshi belongs to, which is World 73, hoping to use its power to rewrite the fate of the impending destruction.
In other words, in the near future, the four worlds will merge into one.
Moreover, no one will feel any sense of strangeness, as the various worlds will merge into a new world in a silent manner.
Someone asked, "Why this world?"
Exactly, why is World 73 so miraculous.
The World Consciousness replied: 【Because this world has already undergone eight trillion destructions, because someone has already saved eight trillion worlds, this world has become stable and will never collapse again.】
The Savior has already upheld this world.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's face was a bit red, he was so shy. To say such things in front of so many people all of a sudden.. He had indeed defeated Byakuran, but as for being a Savior or something, he had simply fulfilled his responsibility; he had only done what he was supposed to do.
The saviors in games are always handsome, cool, incredibly confident; he doesn't possess a single one of those qualities.
Oh my." The man in the black trench coat and red scarf let out an exclamation. "This truly deserves to be called a miracle.
"I wonder if that Savior is here. Would I have the honor of an introduction?" Mori Ogai spoke with a smile and a sincere tone, though no one knew what he was truly thinking.
Dazai Osamu, even when faced with such a chaotic and absurd scene, only stared for a short while before losing interest and looking away, itching to try out new methods of suicide in this new environment.
He quietly asked if the World Consciousness could delete his existence with a single click, but he was ignored.
Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze and let out a bored yawn. He leaned his body to the side, resting against Fushiguro Megumi's thin shoulder. "Ah, whether it's the destruction of the world or anything else, it doesn't matter. I just want to sleep. If you kidnap someone to a strange place right when I'm about to take a shower, I'll sue you for sexual harassment."
Geto Suguru narrowed his eyes and gave a fake smile. "Oh, so there actually are things in this world that even the Six Eyes cannot see through."
Gojo Satoru looked at him sideways and said lazily, "There are already people in this world with small eyes like yours; is it really so strange that others are the same?"
Edogawa Conan did not give up on looking for flaws; he didn't believe a single word the World Consciousness said.
Even if such sophisticated technology didn't exist in the world, no one could silently transport him and the police to a strange place. Even if he had seen the Black Organization that drugged him, even if..
He couldn't keep up the act anymore. Edogawa Conan hid behind Mori Ran's legs, staring intently at Gin and Vodka. Forget everything else—he had found the members of the Black Organization!
It was because Mori Kogoro had consumed a bit of alcohol before coming in, his face wearing a drunken expression, that he had the audacity to shout, "To hell with the world's destruction or the world's fusion! If you want destruction, then destroy; if you want fusion, then fuse! What does it have to do with us? Hurry up and let me out, or I'll miss Ms. Yoko's television program!"
Mori Ran whispered as she grabbed Kogoro's arm, "Dad!"
In such a dangerous and mysterious place, he is so careless; what if he accidentally provokes them!
Mori Ogai's eyebrows twitched slightly; it was a doubt deep within his heart, but he was naturally cautious and would not speak without having a firm grasp of the situation.
Is this person reckless, or is he a man of profound wisdom disguised as folly, possessing true confidence?
The clever people from various worlds cast ambiguous glances toward Mori Kogoro, more or less.
Let me explain it to everyone.
After the fusion of worlds, there will inevitably be some incompatible reactions. As the dominant world, World 73 will not have any major issues, but the remaining three worlds will experience some minor problems.
No one thought the "small problems" in its mouth were truly small problems.
What is a minor issue for the vast World Consciousness would be nothing less than a catastrophe for ordinary people.
The people of World 73 had unreadable expressions. A Cold and Tired Girl, wearing a white lab coat and holding a lollipop in her mouth, spoke with weary eyes: "What exactly is this so-called 'small problem'?"
[It's probably frequent volcanic eruptions, with the probability of floods being several times higher than before, along with mutations in flora and fauna, a weakening ozone layer, alternating periods of extreme heat and cold.]
.. I suppose!
Sawada Tsunayoshi was left speechless; calling this a minor problem was a joke—any one of these could be a massive problem!
Having received her answer, the Cold and Tired Girl simply gave a cold laugh and said nothing more.
Since there are no more questions, I shall continue the introduction.
[Time stands still within the World Space; no matter how long one stays here, it will only be a single instant in the outside world. Furthermore, once everyone leaves, they will not remember what happened here, the timelines they occupy will be different.]
[To resolve the small problems of the various worlds, a series of future fragments featuring protagonists from World 73 will be played next. Through these fragments, everyone can become more familiar with that world and draw energy from them, helping the worlds integrate more smoothly together.]
No one present was a fool; they all understood the cause of the matter from just a few words.
Edogawa Conan felt secretly dejected. Dammit, he had finally managed to catch a tail from the Black Organization; was he really going to forget about it once he left? He had to make sure he remembered it well.
[Next, everyone please sit down; the footage of the future is about to begin playing.]
In an instant, a chair appeared behind everyone. They sat down one after another, a large screen appeared in front of them.
[No one will feel hungry or tired in this space, but if everyone wishes, you can conjure any food you desire, you can also freely change the design of your seats.]
In a moment, the world you are in, the faction you belong to, your own name will all appear above everyone's heads. This is to make watching the movie easier for everyone later.
As soon as it finished speaking, the ordinary high stool behind Xanxus transformed into a cool leather chair, the very one he usually sat in.
He crossed his legs and leaned back against the chair with an air of dominance, a chilling murderous intent etched upon his face. "I want to see this so-called future, this so-called protagonist."
Levi was the first to chime in, "Boss, without a doubt, you are the protagonist. There could never be any other protagonist besides you."
Xanxus didn't give Levi a glance; he took a look at the old man with white hair and a furrowed brow, let out a sneer.
Gokudera Hayato was muttering some mathematical, physical, chemical knowledge that Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't understand.
The white-haired, blue-eyed man had already started eating dessert.
What incredible responsiveness and amazing adaptability; Sawada Tsunayoshi felt immense admiration for those who could create a comfortable little nest for themselves right from the start.
[The Prologue will now begin playing.]