What vulgar language.
The Rainbow told them to stop; the key now was to explain the reasons clearly to Tsuna.
Stopping this useless argument, they explained to Sawada Tsunayoshi that it wouldn't be that simple for those worlds to merge with their own. Just looking at what was before them wasn't enough; Sawada Tsunayoshi would also need to travel to those worlds to make his presence known first, allowing the World to become familiar with his power.
He represents World 73; once his power is understood, the powers of others will be understood as well.
Sawada Tsunayoshi asked in a low voice, "Then what do I need to do in the other world?"
Three light orbs danced around him: "You don't need to do anything, little Vongola. You only need to follow your own interests; you can do anything."
It's the other worlds that are begging us to save them; they won't be making any demands.
That's right, that's right. Besides, we also took the opportunity to secure some benefits for you, but you must keep it a secret for now.
Alright, time's up. Go on, hurry.
Don't worry, nothing will change here during the time you are gone.
And just like that, Sawada Tsunayoshi set off on a journey to travel through another world.
After he left, a certain sphere of light said, "Did we forget to say something?"
Oh no, I forgot to tell him that after he goes to the other world, his life will be broadcasted in the space.
It's over, it's over. Is it too late to say it now?
It's too late.
Uh, we hope the little Vongola will forgive our minor mistake.
On the other side, the World Consciousness also explained the reason.
[Everyone, rest assured, he will definitely not be harmed; on the contrary, he will bring miracles to other worlds.]
Gokudera Hayato had already sat down, he couldn't wait to see Sawada Tsunayoshi.
But the people from the other three worlds were restless.
A person who could not be described by common sense suddenly arrived in the world they loved. He possessed high combat power, even if he showed nothing but goodness, he was still an inhabitant of another world; their first reaction was one of resistance.
As for so-called miracles, they never believed in miracles.
Everyone has their own little thoughts, good or bad; it doesn't matter.
And just like that, under the watchful eyes of the world, Sawada Tsunayoshi's journey began.
Chapter 39: Conan's First Day of Live Streaming
If you were to ask Sawada Tsunayoshi what it feels like to travel through time and space.
He would show a look of disdain and shout, "Run fast! Don't be fooled!"
Dizzy, so dizzy, super dizzy.
It was more dizzying than riding a roller coaster, more dizzying than being on a pirate ship.
From the moment the transmigration was announced, his head had never been clear; it felt as if it were filled with paste that had been stirred into a slurry.
He had been in a daze the whole time, with many people chattering in his ears.
He seemed to be in some enclosed space, then was moved to another enclosed space.
He only managed to open his eyes once, in a daze.
He saw a man with a fierce expression casting a cold gaze at him, his eyes a dark emerald green—not the clear green of Gokudera Hayato, but a deep, ruthless intensity.
He doesn't remember what the man said to him.
He only remembered the subtle disdain at the corners of his lips and those eyes, as fierce as a wolf's.
Then he fell back into chaos once again.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a place that looked like a training ground, next to a large, burly man wearing a black hat and a scrawny man holding some papers.
The Leader said that although you are trustworthy, you still have to undergo testing before being given a codename. Someone will take you to undergo the tests shortly, the results will be announced within the organization. Perform well so you don't disappoint the Leader, don't disappoint Big Brother either.
What was he talking about? Can someone give him a recap?
Before Sawada Tsunayoshi could even react, the big man in the black hat had left, leaving behind a thin man who told him indifferently to let's go.
Sawada Tsunayoshi shifted his gaze away from the big man in the black hat and passively followed Shobon.
Shobon first took him to a shooting range and had him shoot at targets.
Having been trained by Reborn, Sawada Tsunayoshi picked up a gun and started firing without a second thought.
These movements were already very familiar, almost etched into his very bones. He was familiar with the external performance of every gun, how to use them, how to quickly disassemble them, how to use them to achieve maximum efficiency.
He didn't even need to make a conscious effort to aim at the targets; a stationary target was child's play to him.
Every shot was a bullseye.
The scrawny record-keeper had tucked away his condescending attitude at this moment. This newly arrived connection looked dazed, but he hadn't expected him to be so capable; appearances truly can be deceiving. Fortunately, he didn't show any signs of contempt, otherwise, this man wouldn't let him off easy once he received his code name.
After finishing the stationary targets, it was time for the moving targets, Tsuna also achieved a perfect score without much effort.
Next was the long-distance shooting, which was his weak point; he could only hit six hundred.
After the shooting test, it was close-quarters combat, which was even more incredible. For Tsuna, who frequently engaged in close-quarters combat with enemies, those muscular middle-aged men couldn't even compare to his own Lambo.
The test scores were almost all perfect marks. Shobon's expression grew increasingly respectful, he appeared humble and deferential as he handed a towel to Tsuna.
A talent like you will certainly receive a codename immediately and bring glory to the Organization.
A codename? What codename? Sawada Tsunayoshi, whose brain hadn't even begun to process the situation and was operating purely on instinct, kept his confusion to himself.
Oh no, he didn't know anything!
Little did he know that in others' eyes, this performance was seen as being full of confidence and pride.
As expected of a talent raised by the Organization.
Reborn wiped the muzzle of his gun, certain that Chun Gang definitely hadn't grasped the situation.
He was just a bit more composed than before.
However, he curled his lips, finally showing a bit of a Leader's demeanor; his performance during the test just now had been quite good.
Colonello said exaggeratedly, "This is just like little Reborn; you'd better not turn Tsuna into some perverted killer."
Shut up.
Gokudera Hayato was moved to tears, constantly taking photos. "I need to save this one, I need to print this one out to hang from the ceiling, so that I can look at the Tenth Generation's heroic figure every night while I sleep. It's perfect; you are the most perfect person in the world."
Yamamoto stepped back a bit. "You're getting more and more perverted, Gokudera, but remember to send me a copy of that photo."
Gokudera Hayato glared angrily, "Why didn't you do it yourself?"
Yamamoto: "Because you took such a great photo of Tsuna, my skills are a bit lacking in comparison."
At least you have some self-awareness.
About that photo.
Forget it, no way, give up on that idea.
Yamamoto stared blankly. "Then when A Gang comes back, I'm going to tell him that your phone has.."
Gokudera Hayato whipped his head around, his hand remaining steady as he took the photo: "Wait, how do you know that?"
After the testing was finished, Shobon left, not long after, he brought back two people: a tall man with long silver hair and a black trench coat, a large fellow wearing a hat.
Lord Gin, this is his test report.
The silver-haired man called Gin had an extremely aggressive pair of green eyes, the same eyes from Tsuna's memory.
He scanned the test results, whether he was satisfied or not, he gave a cold glance at the bewildered Tsuna before turning around and leaving him with a single sentence: "Take him to choose a codename, then come back for a mission."
Shobon took the bewildered Tsuna Tsunayoshi to a place that looked like an office and had him choose a codename from a variety of different liquor names.
Although he didn't know the cause or the effect, he saw a name at a glance: "Xishijia Ya."
Shobon said, "Yes, the name you chose is very good. It's a famous Italian wine; I believe you will be just like the name in the future."
How could a common little boy like Sawada Tsunayoshi know about wine names? Aside from the knowledge Reborn had force-fed him, he had also spent his nights hiding under his covers, searching for information himself.
Reborn only said two sentences: "Xanxus likes red wine. If you want to subdue him, you can start with his small hobbies in daily life."
“As the Leader of Vongola, how can someone who will live in Sicily in the future not know about Italian wine? Memorize all of this information within three days, or I'll make you run naked through the Amazon rainforest.”
He refused to recall the scene of being sent by Reborn to fight various animals in the Amazon rainforest after failing to memorize the knowledge within three days.
Alright, alright, the past is better left unremembered. Once Shobon got the name, he went to input the information and complete the registration for him.
Only when Sawada Tsunayoshi was left alone did his prior memories finally arrive.
He belonged to a transnational criminal group, as everyone in it wore black clothes during their operations, earning them the friendly nickname Black Organization from others.
The organization's boss is extremely mysterious; no one knows his true identity except for a few he trusts most.
The organization is massive in scale; every formal core member has a name and a codename, everyone in the organization refers to one another by their codenames.
The organization's objectives are unknown. Although they seem to commit all sorts of evil deeds, are either on the path to doing something bad or thinking about doing something bad every single day, even the members with codenames do not know what the organization's ultimate goal is.
As for Sawada Tsunayoshi, his identity in this world is a Black Organization natural-born child. In other words, both of his parents were loyal members of the Black Organization, he was raised by the organization since childhood, making him highly trustworthy.
It was probably not long ago; those parents died, he was pulled into the organization to carry out some kind of mission.
After absorbing all that background information, he had only one thought: he had fallen into the underworld again.
Then there was the "Ting-la-lu"—why does being an otherworldly tourist require carrying out missions? This organization clearly looked cold-blooded and ruthless; he really didn't want to live in a place like that.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's face darkened, he couldn't help but pick at his fingers; he had this habit when he was nervous, a habit that wouldn't vanish even if he were to immediately become the Vongola Leader.
Or rather, this accident gave him time to catch his breath.
How long does it take to go from an ordinary middle school student to a Godfather of the Hidden World? Regardless, Sawada Tsunayoshi only has a few years left, even though this matter is already set in stone, he is still nervous.
The closer the succession ceremony drew, the more nervous he became.
The sudden turn of events allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize that he had exhaled far too soon.
After Shobon finished registering his information, Sawada Tsunayoshi was taken to a dark room. Inside the room, only a television screen emitted mechanical sounds, besides that, there were three or four cameras surrounding his seat, ensuring his facial expressions were observed from all angles.