Sonoko covered her mouth. "What beautiful gems, their purity is so high."
[Next, please look at the Mist Guardian of the Vongola Tenth Generation]
It's time for the main course. The people of World 73, the Vongola led by the Ninth Generation, the Vongola alliance family Calabria, Kurari Enma's group who harbors resentment toward Vongola, Varia who is eyeing the position of the Tenth Generation, all the other related parties, great and small, have all braced themselves.
Rokudo Mukuro was also staring; he wanted to see who it was, whether they would be easy to kill.
[The Mist attribute of flames symbolizes the property of "construction." It excels at illusion, confusing enemies by creating an interplay between illusion and reality, protects the family's physical essence through illusionary barriers.]
[Creating something from nothing, nothing from something, like the moon reflected in water, appearing and disappearing in an instant.]
Purple smoke rose on the screen, swirling together like a dream, beside the smoke, plant vines and volcanic rock pillars appeared simultaneously, as the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor rang out.
A blurry figure appeared within the smoke, an eerie "kufufufu" laughter echoed from all around—it was a man's voice.
Inu stopped rubbing his hands together and suddenly paused, a massive question mark appearing over his head. He quietly nudged Chikusa's side. "Hey, don't you think that voice sounds a bit familiar? It feels like we've heard it somewhere before."
A cold sweat trickled down Chikusa's forehead. It wasn't just familiar; it was far too familiar, so familiar that she didn't dare make a sound.
Inu didn't notice his abnormality at all; instead, he said happily, "If we know him, let's find him and catch him once we get out, make him our mole."
The figure in the smoke was revealed, possessing indigo hair styled to resemble the leaves of a pineapple, with a wicked glint shimmering in his heterochromatic eyes, he held a trident-shaped weapon in his hand.
Kufufufu, I have come to take your body, you despicable Vongola Tenth Generation.
Rokudo Mukuro..
Others:?
Sawada Tsunayoshi: So embarrassing, so embarrassing! Why does Mukuro always say such embarrassing things? It's a good thing others can't see him. It's good they can't see him, it's wonderful they can't see him.
Just leave all the embarrassment to Lord Mukuro.
After all, he doesn't even know what embarrassment is:)
Chapter 4: Day Four of the Live Stream
A bright light shot toward him, enveloping Rokudo Mukuro's entire body; he stood exposed under the spotlight, receiving everyone's attention.
Wow, look! There's a pervert here who says he wants to plunder other people's bodies. How evil. That beam of light seemed to be saying just that.
Gojo Satoru buried his head in Fushiguro Megumi's shoulder, whimpering, "It's so scary, Megumi. I'm so scared. You have to protect me, okay? I'm so scared he'll fall for my beautiful body."
Dazai Osamu nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, a melancholic beauty like me will also be lusted after by perverts. Wow, how terrifying, even more terrifying than Bisen."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: Who is this Mr. Mori you're talking about? For some reason, I feel a sudden urge to find out.
Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu suddenly locked eyes, seeing the vastness of the cosmos and an eternal bond in each other's eyes, before ignoring everyone else to shake hands together: "Soulmates!"
“Soulmates!”
The two of them had expressions as if they were meeting after a long separation, looking as though they were performing in some reunion show, their eyes brimming with moved tears.
Both sides were putting on a show; it felt like your eyes couldn't keep up. Everyone looked from the glowing Rokudo Mukuro above their heads to the two ultimate social butterflies.
Gokudera Hayato took a step back in disgust.
Rokudo Mukuro chuckled softly, his fingers, encased in pitch-black gloves, tightening around his trident as black mist slowly began to rise all around him.
Fine, he would remember the people here, once he left, he would kill them all.
He had selectively forgotten the fact that everything would be forgotten once he went outside.
Laughing out of sheer anger, he looked straight ahead. "What is going on?"
The World Consciousness replied, 【Since you are the Mist Guardian of the Vongola Tenth Generation, you will receive special treatment. Next, you will be seated in the special seat for Guardians at the front.】
In the next second, Rokudo Mukuro found himself sitting in the very first seat, he was all alone there.
Upon realizing this, his face darkened.
For someone who hated the Mafia, there was nothing more aggravating than this.
On the surface, he sat down with calm composure, appearing lighthearted and elegant, but only Sawada Tsunayoshi, sitting right next to him, could hear him muttering under his breath, "Damned Vongola, the first thing I'll do once I get out is seize your body. I will use your body to destroy the entire Hidden World. Kufufu, prepare to be my vessel."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: No, wait, how does this involve me?
Shouldn't you hate the World Consciousness? How can you even bring this up to me? I've been wronged!
Taking advantage of the fact that Rokudo Mukuro couldn't see, Sawada Tsunayoshi boldly stood up and gave him a punch on the top of his head, even making a funny face at him, telling him, "That's what you get for growing so tall!"
At this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi also realized that everyone was in the wrong timeline; he had been very nervous at first, not noticing how youthful everyone's faces were, but now he could see that his friends were all unfamiliar with one another.
That's right, you are all in different timelines, so no one has had the chance to meet you yet.
A voice rang out in his ear. Sawada Tsunayoshi replied, "It's you, World Consciousness."
That's right, but for now, let's watch the video, little Tenth Generation. All doubts will be explained later.
Wait." Sawada Tsunayoshi called out, his youthful face wearing an uncompromising seriousness, "I need to confirm one thing.
"Speak." The World Consciousness was exceptionally patient.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stared straight ahead, where there was nothing.
"You won't hurt my friends, will you?" Whether it was a prank, a mysterious incident, or even monsters and demons, he had only one bottom line, that was his most precious friends.
The World Consciousness said gently, "No, don't worry, I will never harm your friends."
The video continued to play.
In the quiet and desolate outskirts, nothing existed here except for one or two abandoned factories. The raspy cries of birds echoed through the woods, stirring a chorus of insect chirping.
The bright moon appeared and disappeared amidst the dark clouds, casting its silvery glow upon the earth.
A pair of vertical pupils opened in the lonely, deep forest, flashing with the ferocity of a predator on the hunt, as a sharp claw reached out.
Above, a brightly colored long snake was coiled around the tree trunk, stirring restlessly.
Further inside, pairs of gray eyes snapped open, a rustling sound echoed through the woods.
Sonoko Suzuki was startled, especially when the snake appeared; she jumped straight onto Mori Ran's body. "What was that? So scary! Is this Animal World?"
Edogawa Conan was also interrupted from his thoughts by her sudden jump. Narrowing his eyes into crescents, he said, "Sonoko-neechan, they're just little animals, they aren't even real. It's just a video, just a video."
Sonoko huffed at Edogawa Conan, "You call that a small animal? Some of those things are terrifying even in videos."
Edogawa Conan wasn't talking to her, because he noticed the atmosphere over at the Black Organization was a bit off. If he hadn't been held back by Mori Ran, he would have run straight over to eavesdrop.
Damn it, why isn't the bug working here?
Vermouth narrowed her eyes: "Gin, you remember this place, don't you? After all, you walked out from here back then."
Gin's eyes appeared particularly grim under the light of the screen: "Vermouth, I warned you, didn't I? Don't try to provoke me."
The beautiful woman relaxed her shoulders. "I didn't say that; I'm just concerned. Seeing the place where you lived when you were a child, do you have any thoughts?"
Gin said coldly, "Thoughts? Hmph, just a boring past. You should be considering why they are here; make sure you haven't let some damn rats crawl into your circle."
Amuro Tooru, standing to the side, overheard their conversation and cast an inadvertent glance toward them. He had no impression of this place, but judging by the demeanor of the two elder members, there was clearly something significant going on here.
He also raised a polite and enthusiastic smile: "Hey, what are you guys chatting about? How about you let me join in?"
Mammon sneered, "Clumsy technique."
Rokudo Mukuro: "Mere parlor tricks."
Suddenly, the snake spoke: "Are we just going to wait outside? Is it really okay for Lord Kirigaya to go in alone?"
The wildcat with vertical pupils spoke, "Are you alright, worrying about Lord Kirigaya? Even if you died ten thousand times, not a single speck of dust would touch your clothes. If you have nothing better to do, go eat some dried plums."
Miura Shun was astonished: "The snake, the snake is talking to the cat!"
Appropriate hints were provided next to the video, explaining that these were the disguises of people with Mist attribute flames; ordinary animals wouldn't normally speak, after all.
Mori Ogai was interested: "A very useful ability, perfect for disguises."
Amuro Tooru only felt a chill running down his spine. If even the animals by the roadside were objects to be wary of, he felt no sense of security, especially for someone like him who walked in the darkness.
Vongola, dangerous.
Flame abilities, dangerous.
[Snake: "Are you sick? Why would I be worried about Lord Kirigaya? What I'm worried about is how we're going to clean up later. When Lord Kirigaya makes a move, it's always a massive scene. Have you forgotten what the Tenth Generation ordered? Don't let things get out of hand."]
The cat: "Hiss, you remind me. That small family last time, because the Tenth Generation came for a sudden inspection, we spent an entire day and night cleaning up, we still got caught. That's why the Tenth Generation wouldn't allow us to go too far. Lord Kirigaya got angry on the spot."
The air distorted slightly, a snake and a cat disappeared, transforming into a man and a woman who stared at each other, eyes wide.
The snake woman: "Lord Kirigaya went in alone just now, without bringing anyone. Do you think he can remember the Tenth Generation's words?"
The cat-man stammered, "He should remember, right? He must remember, right?"
The snake woman said sharply, "You hesitated."
The cat-man said indignantly, "We are only squad leaders; how could we possibly read the minds of those big shots? Besides, the Mist Guardian and the Boss are famously at odds; they used to be enemies. Now, there are even rumors within the family that Lord Mukuro is here to act as an undercover agent and will betray the Tenth Generation one day."
Rokudo Mukuro was satisfied and delighted; he would never truly join the Port Mafia. Everything was part of the plan, all for the sake of better seizing the Vongola body.
Inu became excited: "Haha, Lord Mukuro is the strongest; he will definitely succeed in obtaining the Vongola body."
Chikusa pushed up her glasses: "Believe in Lord Mukuro."
Please, stop calling me 'body' every single time! It's really embarrassing!!
The Vongola Ninth Generation pondered for a moment and said to Reborn, "I remember this child; he was taken by Avenger Prison, wasn't he? How did he escape? And if the Tenth Generation chooses him, won't he be too difficult to control?"
Reborn crossed his legs and took an elegant sip of coffee. "For a wounded beast like this, if one tries to force his submission through strength alone, he will inevitably turn on his master. I am also looking forward to seeing the reason the Tenth Generation chooses him, what he will use to put a leash on such a ferocious predator."
What could possibly be used to make someone like Rokudo Mukuro, who harbors such extreme hatred for the Hidden World, stay?
Reborn, who had never been interested before, suddenly became interested.
The Snake Woman was shocked: "I think there's really something wrong with your brain. Did you actually pass the Vongola recruitment written exam? If you really can't make it, let's go eat some pig brains—you eat what you lack, right? Once we're out there, don't say you're my colleague; it's quite embarrassing."
The cat-man felt wronged. "I only mentioned some rumors circulating in the family, is that really worth such a personal attack?"
The snake woman looked around before lowering her voice, "Those are just rumors that Lord Arash spread to push Lord Kirigaya out; you pig-brained idiot, you actually believed them."
I'm telling you this because I appreciate how efficient you are, kid.
As the gossip was about to begin, the Neko-san's eyes lit up with excitement, looking as if he were ready to grab a bowl of melon seeds to snack on: "Go on, tell me."
The person outside: "You say it, just say it. Hurry up and tell me."