Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed helplessly, "I'm wearing a bit more than you are."
Yamamoto laughed, "Caring for the boss is what I should do."
Alright.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pulled his clothes together and looked into the distance, toward the location of Vongola.
He's underestimating Reborn, you know. The Vongola only need one of him to hold the fort.
It was a sense of confidence and trust.
The night was as cool as water, the stars were scattered like tiny points of light.
Flames ignited the sleeping castle of Vongola.
Reborn stood atop the highest central tower, overlooking the entire view, including those little mice that had used the cover of night to sneak in.
He rarely wore that black suit, with his hat pulled down to shade his eyes, only a slight upward curve of his thin lips remained visible.
A dark cloud drifted over, obscuring the moonlight for a moment. Once the cloud passed, there was no one left in the bell tower.
A figure slipped outside the office used for meetings, opened the door, went inside, began rifling through the documents within.
I can't find it, how could I not find it?
"Are you looking for this?" A ghostly voice came from behind him, he found himself unable to move.
Ciao, you uninvited rats.
Chapter 37: Live Stream Day 37
"Damn it, why is he so cool?" Colonello gritted his teeth, looking up unyieldingly at the young boy who was only 1.7 meters tall but possessed an aura of 2.8 meters.
In the past, Reborn was the most popular among them; although his heart belonged solely to Lal, it still didn't stop him from feeling very annoyed when he saw Reborn.
Every time he steps out, this guy steals all the attention.
[The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor rang out sharply. The people hiding in the shadows were shocked; someone had actually walked out so casually like that.
Reborn seemed unaware that he was surrounded by enemies in front, behind, above, below, yet he walked down the long corridor with such leisure.
Move?
Move!
In the next second, he was surrounded on all sides by enemies, his surroundings were filled with killing intent.
Reborn's eyelashes didn't even flicker. A movement too fast for the naked eye suddenly occurred, in the next instant, several corpses with holes through their heads lay on the ground.
He looked up at the monitor in the hallway, pressing his gun against the brim of his hat. "I'll give you half an hour to clear out the rats here, otherwise, tomorrow's training will be ten times harder."
Perhaps his words were too shocking, as even the monitor's head spun erratically before the nervous voices of his subordinates finally came through: "Yes, sir, Reborn."
,
I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Why did Sparta increase the training volume? Is he actually trying to cultivate a Super Saiyan, or does he just think they aren't dying fast enough?
Damn it, it used to be at most three times the usual training volume.
It must be the invaders' fault. That's it, they must be the ones who put Reborn in a bad mood.
Thinking of this, the Gatekeepers, who had been waiting for a long time, were exceptionally furious; they struck down every enemy they saw, venting all their anger on the enemy.
In a short while, all the mercenaries in the castle were captured by the Gatekeepers. The mercenary leader was personally subdued by Reborn.
The Leader knelt on the ground, surrounded by a row of people, with Reborn sitting right at the front, looking quite relaxed.
The Leader glared at him fiercely, "Heh, the former World's Number One Hitman now has his nails clipped and is barely clinging to life here. You really have no backbone."
Reborn slowly blew on his hot tea. "Continue."
The Leader clenched his fist. "Don't think for a second that I'll believe your disguise. A monster who has never known belief or satisfaction would never suddenly start working for someone else with all his heart. It's impossible. Heh, in reality, you're thinking about how to annex Vongola, aren't you? The Tenth Generation Leader is being excessively naive, raising a tiger to cause trouble.
The Gatekeepers lowered their heads, pretending they hadn't heard a thing. Good heavens, after hearing those words, would they even be able to survive, or would they be taken out by the great Reborn?
Upon hearing this, Reborn's ears twitched, he suddenly mused, "That seems like a good idea. Let me think about it; it could be a wonderful surprise."
Leader: You're actually thinking about it? I was just using a provocation!
Reborn curled his lips into a subtle smile. If he were to suddenly announce that he was becoming the Vongola Leader, the thoughts of others wouldn't matter; some brown-haired rabbit would probably be overjoyed, hurriedly handing him the ring, before stripping off his cumbersome suit and cape to go out and play in high spirits.
He ran while shouting, "That's great, Reborn! You said it, I've already recorded this! From today on, you are the Eleventh Generation Vongola Leader. I'm leaving the Vongola to you. I'm off, bye-bye!"
He ran faster than anyone else.
A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, but he suddenly found it uninteresting, a feeling of boredom that he suppressed.
Before tomorrow morning, clean every single corner of this place. Don't let the stench of rats contaminate it.
He waved his hand, dismissing them.
It was supposed to be bedtime, but Reborn walked into Sawada Tsunayoshi's bedroom; the moment he turned the doorknob, he was momentarily stunned.
Honestly, that habit hasn't changed at all.
And so, at a time when he should have been sleeping, he stood guard outside the door, quietly watching the moon.
Why choose to stay at Vongola? Why, after the Ninth Generation abdicated, choose to join Sawada Tsunayoshi's family, become his Gatekeeper, spend half his time training people without a single regret?
This was not the style of the carefree and free Reborn.
He still remembered Sawada Tsunayoshi's tearful face back then, sobbing and begging him not to leave.
They're just tears, they're not worth anything.
It wasn't as if I hadn't encountered tears before; they were more fierce and much more beautiful than this.
Why has it become an exception this time?
He knows the answer.
Yes, he knew.
The next day, Sawada Tsunayoshi got off the plane early. After refusing Yamamoto's and Gokudera Hayato's offers to escort him back to his bedroom, he walked back alone, exhausted.
At the entrance, he saw Reborn standing outside, half of his face shrouded in the shadow of his hat, he began to feel jealous of his handsomeness.
“Reborn, why are you outside?”
By the way, how did the business from last night go? I hope you remembered to leave a few of them alive for me.
Reborn curled his lips into a light smirk and said nothing, simply pushing open the bedroom door a step ahead of Sawada Tsunayoshi, his manner making it unclear who the true master of the room was.
Tsunayoshi followed behind him, like a wronged little subordinate.
Reborn walked in and sat on the small table. "Chun Gang, I took over the Vongola just last night. Now you can leave."
Sawada Tsunayoshi:?
Sawada Tsunayoshi:!
Sawada Tsunayoshi: Did he hear that right? He shouldn't have. Oh my god, how could something like this actually happen?
What are we waiting for?
Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and walked quickly; opportunity waits for no one, if he missed this chance, he would never get another.
Alright, alright, Reborn, you're the Vongola Leader starting now. I'll write a proper resignation letter, so you can rest easy and take over. I'll give you the ring, I'll give you the people too. I'm leaving now, bye-bye! Don't come looking for me; I'm heading to another world, we'll never meet again!
After rattling off a whole bunch of words, he had just reached the door when a single, murderous bullet embedded itself right at his feet.
He knew it!
Sawada Tsunayoshi took a deep breath and feigned ignorance: "Oh no, why did I suddenly stop? This is bad, this is bad—if I'm any later, I won't be able to catch my flight back to Japan."
After saying that, he continued walking forward.
A familiar demonic laugh rang out from behind him, he could no longer move.
Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around, raising both hands above his head. "Spare me, Reborn."
Reborn chuckled. "I don't believe you."
Sawada Tsunayoshi let out an inexplicable sigh of relief, turned around, walked over to the table, sat down. He rested his chin on the tabletop, propping his arms up, blinked his large eyes. "Can't you really work for me for just one day? Just one day, I just want to get a good sleep."
What do you think?
Sigh, Reborn, you've changed.
I have never changed.
Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I have documents to deal with, so I'll stop joking around with you."
Just sleep in my room if you want, I'm used to it by now.
Before leaving, Sawada Tsunayoshi was still muttering, "You used to love taking my spot, you still haven't changed; you're so bossy."
Having angered Sawada Tsunayoshi, he would only walk away huffing, unable to cause you any harm at all.
Returning to the office where he reviewed documents, he tiredly picked up a file, then, oh my god, a kind person had helped him review it; he only needed to stamp it.
Sawada Tsunayoshi happily finished stamping the documents and returned to the bedroom, saying joyfully, "Reborn, thank you. If you were in your infant state right now, I would definitely give you a big hug."
How about you help me for another two days? I still want to go traveling in France.. Wait, wait, I didn't wake you up on purpose, please don't pull your gun.
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Everyone..
If I were to say who changed my life the most, Reborn would be the first.
The still-useless Sawada Tsunayoshi sat alone in a corner, crying grievances.
Since he arrived, I have changed my lifestyle.
Everyone else was playing with their friends, leaving Sawada Tsunayoshi to go to and from school all alone.
He brought me friends.
At some point, Yamamoto and Gokudera Hayato were always by his side.
He brought me family.
Lambo, Ipring, Fuuta were fooling around at the dining table, while Sawada Tsunayoshi wore a smile that was half-distressed and half-blissful.