This is bad, this is bad. If Senior Hibari were to transform here, Kusakabe wouldn't be able to calm him down alone.
The two of them moved into the dance floor, surrounded by people dancing gracefully; the ladies' dresses fluttered in the dance floor, looking like blooming, beautiful flowers.
Since we're already here, it would be rude not to dance, wouldn't it?
Sawada Tsunayoshi reached out his hand, inviting Hibari Kyoya.
Give me some face, Senior, I'm begging you.
Hibari Kyoya gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a teasing look, rejecting his hand, instead made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation himself.
Oh, right, right, right, he is a lady now, so it should be Senior Hibari who invites him. Come to think of it, the omnipotent Reborn taught him how to dance the female step.
Thanks to Reborn; back when he was being taught the female step, he thought Reborn was a pervert, but now, it's certainly coming in handy.
The two of them had never danced together before, yet their first time working together was like that of long-time partners; every movement was graceful and elegant. Step by step, Sawada Tsunayoshi could see Hibari Kyoya's sharp jawline.
He couldn't help but tighten his grip during the handshake. Damn it, Reborn must have worked him too hard during his adolescence, otherwise, how could he be the shortest one in the group!
And Hibari Kyoya was not surprised at all to see that Sawada Tsunayoshi's thoughts had drifted off again; he wasn't surprised in the slightest, as he had been like this since his student days.
From his perspective, he could see Sawada Tsunayoshi's soft hair, large eyes, long, fluttering eyelashes. Perhaps because he had been groomed, his naturally gentle features appeared even more harmless, embodying the classic Yamato Nadeshiko ideal that Japanese people love.
Hibari Kyoya never thought Sawada Tsunayoshi had a submissive personality; even a rabbit will fight back when cornered.
Once you have seen the magnificent flames of someone's rebirth from the ashes, you can never forget them.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was still dazing off, it was unknown who he was thinking about, but he likely thought of that little infant, as he became clenching his teeth in frustration.
For some reason, Hibari Kyoya suddenly felt a bit mischievous. He pulled Sawada Tsunayoshi's arm, the other looked over in surprise, his footsteps faltering momentarily. The two spun and moved, the handsome man and beautiful woman gradually becoming the center of the dance floor.
For example, Sonoko stood by, watching the pair and enjoying the sliding dance steps of the stunningly handsome man and beautiful woman's powerhouse combination.
"Senior Hibari?" Sawada Tsunayoshi called out in a small, confused voice.
Hibari Kyoya's lips moved, in the next second, he made a large movement, pulling Sawada Tsunayoshi by the waist. As the music approached its end, everyone's movements became more expansive and vigorous.
Focus.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was puzzled, but he gave a couple of "ohs" and focused on the dance, finally, the two of them finished with a perfect pose.
After the ball, Sawada Tsunayoshi had to fly back to Sicily, while Hibari Kyoya had to stay in Japan to handle some matters.
At night, after the guests had dispersed from the banquet, Kaga Maruta followed his father to a magnificent hotel.
Dad, where are we going?
Before he could even get home, he was pulled into the car. Kaga Maruta's Father didn't say a single word, leaving Maruta feeling uneasy.
Shut up, you'll find out when we get there.
Kaga Maruta's Father's tone was unpleasant, his gaze burned with fury.
Upon reaching the top floor of the hotel, Kaga Maruta saw a large man standing at the entrance with a toothpick in his mouth; this person looked very familiar.
Kaga Maruta's Father showed a fawning expression: "I wonder if Mr. Hibari is available right now."
"Mr. Hibari is inside, you can just go right in." The man opened the door.
Kaga Maruta saw a familiar face, it was Hibari Kyoya!
In the next moment, Kaga Maruta's Father's large hand pressed down on his head, the irresistible force made him bend his waist.
You rebellious brat, apologize to Mr. Hibari right now!
What was going on? Why did Reborn want him to apologize to Hibari Kyoya?
Kaga Maruta was indignant, straightening up and glaring at Hibari Kyoya. "Did that woman you're with say something to you? Isn't she just a.."
Before he could finish, he was startled by Hibari Kyoya's cold gaze and took a step back.
I don't need to learn what kind of person he is from you, likewise, I don't need you to introduce me to him.
The big guy from outside walked in, stood in front of Hibari Kyoya, handed him a piece of paper.
We only called you here to tell you that, from now on, Kaga's assets will be managed by our Discipline Group. Young Master, pack up your temper and leave.
Kaga Maruta couldn't hear anything, not even that she had become he; he just stared at the paper in his hands, the force of his grip nearly piercing through it.
How could things turn out like this?
He couldn't understand it.
Chapter 32: Live Streaming for 32 Days
Sawada Tsunayoshi was moved.
Wuwuwu, thank you, Senior Hibari! You care about me in your heart, I'm so moved!
As for the cross-dressing and such, he should just let it go with the wind.
Tsunayoshi decided to compress this memory into a ball of trash and throw it away.
The grown-up Senior Hibari is so handsome; he's even more handsome than the overbearing CEOs in anime.
That person is so bad. It's a good thing Senior Hibari taught him a lesson, besides, he is an original shareholder, a shareholder!
Just thinking about the fact that he would have a share of the money from the acquisition, Tsunayoshi was so happy he could practically burst with joy.
Hibari Kyoya saw the scene above and did not marvel at his future self, because he would certainly be even more outstanding than the one depicted.
He thought of Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was quite famous in Namimori, let alone in Namimori Middle School.
He had caught him being late many times, had also hit him many times, had even heard Sawada Tsunayoshi muttering bad things about him behind his back.
Of course, those weren't bad words; they were just the incompetent complaints of a weak animal.
It seemed that Sawada Tsunayoshi had always been someone who loved helping others; even when his own life was difficult, even when he was the one being bullied, he would never direct his fists toward those even weaker than himself.
It must have been not too long ago; Sawada Tsunayoshi was learning how to skateboard. Because he had watched a TV drama, he wanted to be as cool as the male lead, so that he could shake off his reputation as a loser and become a popular campus prince.
He was practicing secretly in a small alleyway. Coincidentally, Hibari Kyoya was looking at the scenery from a high building, able to see the clumsy figure below repeatedly attempting to get on the board and falling down.
His hearing was also excellent, allowing him to hear the other person's quiet complaints.
A little boy ran in, also carrying a skateboard. He mocked Sawada Tsunayoshi for being a big kid who still didn't know how to skateboard, then performed a set of smooth maneuvers right in front of Tsunayoshi.
After the little boy left, Sawada Tsunayoshi complained, "What is wrong with kids these days? Shouldn't they be comforting me instead? He's so hateful."
Oh man, I was actually mocked by a kid. I'm so useless.
I knew it, I'm just not cut out for sports.
Sigh, just accept it. What a shame. I saved my pocket money for three months to buy that skateboard, I was so careful to protect it from being extorted.
Then he left, dejected.
Hibari Kyoya yawned; it was time to collect protection money, he needed to get some exercise.
However, he soon saw Sawada Tsunayoshi again.
He shielded a child behind his back, his whole body trembling, yet he boldly stared at the group of thugs in front of him. "Don't come any closer, or I'll tell Senior Hibari!"
The thugs burst into laughter. "Oh, look who it is! Isn't this our useless Tsunayoshi? We haven't been able to see you or borrow any money from you lately. We've really missed you, buddy!"
What, haven't seen you for a few months and you've learned to act like a hero? Playing the hero to save the damsel in distress? Since you're here, why don't you lend us some money to spend?
Tsunayoshi swallowed hard. "I'm out of money."
Tsk, what does having no money matter? Get lost! We're looking for this kid. You broke our soccer ball and think you can just run away? Pay us back for the skateboard!
The little boy hugged his skateboard tightly, his large eyes brimming with tears: "No, my grandmother bought this for me, I can't give it to you."
"I don't care who bought it for you. Pay your debts. If you break someone else's things, you have to compensate them. Hand it over!" As he spoke, he moved to snatch it.
The little boy: "No way!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi stepped forward, clearly having undergone a severe internal struggle, reluctantly pulled out his own skateboard: "Let go of his skateboard, I'll use this to compensate him."
The thugs took the skateboard away, Sawada Tsunayoshi crouched in a corner, looking dejected. "Waaaah, my skateboard.. Even if I can't learn how to use it, I still spent three months' worth of my pocket money on it, now it's gone."
The little boy didn't leave; he looked very guilty. "I'm sorry, Brother, I was even mocking you just now. I'm sorry, your skateboard was taken by someone else."
He wiped his tears with his sleeve and placed his little skateboard on the ground. "Mom said that boys have to learn to take responsibility. I'll give my skateboard to you, Brother."
The little boy spoke haltingly, filled with an immense sense of reluctance, as new tears welled up in his eyes: "I've only had my skateboard for ten days. I only got it because I begged my mom after getting a perfect score on my exam. You have to take good care of it, waaaah!"
As he spoke, he burst into tears.
A hand reached up to stroke his head, a helpless, gentle voice rang out from above: "Don't cry, it's not like I said I'd accept it."
The boy looked up, meeting Sawada Tsunayoshi's brown eyes. "I am still your older brother, after all. I'm much older than you, I will protect you well."
Saying this, he gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Besides, I'm quite clumsy. The skateboard is a waste on me; I just can't seem to learn how to use it."
Alright, alright, stop crying. Go back and find your mother. Next time you see those people, remember to stay far away from them, okay?
You can also go find those brothers in black from the Disciplinary Committee. Don't be fooled by how fierce they look; they're actually helpful. Oh, whatever you do, don't provoke the best-looking brother, or you'll get beaten up. Though, Senior Hibari doesn't hit children, right? He really doesn't, does he? He wouldn't, right?
The little boy was soothed by Sawada Tsunayoshi's steady words, after repeatedly confirming that he really didn't want his skateboard, he ran away with a pitter-patter of footsteps.
Only after confirming that he had truly walked far away did Sawada Tsunayoshi finally relax. "Aaaah, what kind of hero was I trying to be? Now the skateboard is gone, those people will remember that I'm rich. Aaaah, if I had known, I would have spent all that money on toys instead."
Damn it, is today my unlucky day?
After complaining, he left in low spirits.
That day, Hibari Kyoya beat up all the punks in Namimori, making them return the money or items they had extorted over the past few days.
The students of Namimori were singing and dancing joyfully, shouting that the Disciplinary Committee was peerless and the best in the world.
Unfortunately, Sawada Tsunayoshi's skateboard was bought by some thugs, the money was spent as well.
Hibari Kyoya didn't care what methods they used, as long as they didn't harm anyone else's interests, made them pay the money back to Sawada Tsunayoshi.
The windfall came too quickly. Sawada Tsunayoshi was overjoyed; this time, he chose not to spend the money, deciding instead to save it up to buy a Gundam.
However, in the end, he didn't buy a Gundam; instead, he gave the money to Hibari Kyoya to start a business, which eventually returned to Sawada Tsunayoshi's hands as dividends. After all that circling back, the money was back in his hands.
[Sawada Tsunayoshi was trapped in a dark space, his face filled with unease and panic, his breathing irregular.
It was an oxygen-deprived environment.
Outside the dark environment, Hibari Kyoya watched him struggle with cold eyes, as if he were anticipating something, waiting for a miracle.