Eh, was it me?
Sawada Tsunayoshi's shock was no less than everyone else's; how could he not know that he himself was cheating?
For a moment, he didn't even dare to make a move.
That student, stand up and don't move. I'm going to check your desk; don't worry, I won't falsely accuse any student.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up obediently, during the process, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an actual paper ball inside.
This is.. a calculated setup.
By this time, it was already too late to take the thing back. Reborn approached, his footsteps sounding like the pendulum of a Grim Reaper.
He stood motionless.
In the monitoring room, Koji Yamadani's face was splitting with a grin. That's right, every classroom was equipped with at least two surveillance cameras, he had used his authority to bring the feed directly into the monitoring room. He wanted to see Sawada Tsunayoshi in a pathetic state; he wanted to see him looking regretful, weeping bitterly.
The teacher leaned against the edge of the table, picked it up directly, emptied its contents.
Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes. He was thinking about how to resolve this matter after he finished his reflections; Reborn had said that the more critical the crisis, the less one should panic.
Calm down, calm down. What he didn't do, he simply didn't do.
Empty, there's nothing inside.
The teacher said the drawer was empty; forget a cheat sheet, there wasn't even any pencil shavings.
"That's impossible!" the man blurted out, while at the same time, Koji Yamadani slammed the table and jumped up.
Did you even put it there? How are you handling things? Why did this happen?
Koji Yamadani snapped his head around, staring gloomily at the subordinate who had been ordered to place the answers inside.
The subordinate was also startled, he immediately explained, "Boss, I swear I put the answers in exactly as you instructed, the teacher locked the door right after I was done, so there's no possibility of anyone changing them."
I'm serious, Boss! I definitely did it properly, I wasn't cutting any corners, Boss!
Koji Yamadani did not want to hear his explanation; for him, reasons didn't matter. If it wasn't successful, it wasn't successful. He only cared about the result, not the process.
Then tell me, what should we do now? I finally managed to get this opportunity.
The younger brother was breaking into a cold sweat: "This, well, this.."
In the examination hall, the teacher's eyes were like those of a hawk: "Student, why is it impossible? Do you think I am lying?"
The man was startled and hurriedly said, "No, I didn't."
The teacher said, "If you didn't, then I want to know exactly what you saw, why you are so certain."
The others are finishing up their exam papers and getting ready to leave. This student is not allowed to leave; follow me to the office immediately.
That person's expression was grim.
However, none of this mattered to Sawada Tsunayoshi anymore; he was no longer the kind of person who would demand to know why. Everyone in the world has their own motives, if one were to dwell on every single one, it would be far too exhausting.
This was also something Reborn had taught him.
Sawada Tsunayoshi handed in his paper as if nothing had happened, packed up his things, left.
The reason he could remain so calm was because a gust of wind had just blown in through the window, carrying a single cherry blossom petal that drifted past his ear, bringing with it the voices of his family from afar.
“Kufufufu, you really are in a pathetic state, Sawada Tsunayoshi.”
Chapter 53: Conan Live Day 14
A minute before Sawada Tsunayoshi was framed, everyone in the space already knew what had happened to him. The livestream did not discriminate; anything regarding Sawada Tsunayoshi's character, whether good or bad, was displayed before them.
Therefore, everyone knew the whole story of how Koji Yamadani had plotted and how his subordinate had framed them.
Kawarihei frowned, looking uncharacteristically angry: "That is truly the height of unmanliness, using such petty tricks. Tsunayoshi, you must stay safe."
Hibari Kyoya's fingers twitched slightly, a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth; anyone who knew him would know this was a sign that he was about to take action.
Dino said indignantly, "How hateful, my poor junior brother, you have such a hard life."
Chrome placed her hand over her chest in worry and prayed, "Boss, please, please be okay."
“Lord Mukuro..”
Rokudo Mukuro interrupted her: "Hmph, I don't care about Sawada Tsunayoshi's business. If he can be ambushed by such a low-level scheme, then he's nothing special."
Squalo lowered his voice sharply: "Go on, brat! As the Vongola boss, how can you be so hesitant? Just go out there and finish it!"
They each had their own different worries and thoughts.
The reactions of both Yamamoto and Gokudera Hayato were also worth savoring.
Gokudera Hayato calmly took out his ring, calmly ignited the flame, calmly prepared to launch an attack.
Scapula, if you get in my way this time, I'll beat you up along with them.
Yamamoto closed his eyes. "Who said I was going to stop you? Don't get the wrong idea."
This time, I'm going with you.
Wait, everyone, please don't act impulsively; there is a way to help Vongola.
The voice of the World Consciousness caused those who wanted to take action to quiet down.
Reborn pressed his gun against the brim of his hat: "Well, speak up."
[That depends on what Kirigaya is thinking.]
A playful glint flashed through Rokudo Mukuro's heterochromatic eyes: "My answer is no, I won't save him. Just as I say, it's impossible for me to take the initiative to save Sawada Tsunayoshi."
I haven't finished speaking.
【Because the Vongola is going to another world to serve as a Pioneer, his flame abilities have been sealed. Both this world and that world have an obligation to protect his safety, so when he encounters trouble like this, the people in the space can use their flame abilities to provide assistance from afar.】
【For example, Kirigaya should be able to easily use illusion to cover up that answer.】
As for why Chrome wouldn't be bothered, it was because the space was currently repairing her body, making it inconvenient for her to use her abilities for the time being.
These words directly released two pieces of information, especially for Chrome; she subconsciously covered her abdomen, which had been completely empty, but with the World Consciousness saying this, she could feel changes occurring within it.
“Lord Mukuro, it's true.”
She said softly to Rokudo Mukuro, her voice laced with joy.
Rokudo Mukuro raised an eyebrow. "What, is this a threat? Are you saying if I don't help Sawada Tsunayoshi, I should stop restoring Chrome?"
Of course not, Mr. Kirigaya. No matter what choice you make, the restoration will continue.
Gokudera Hayato stood up irritably: "Stop whining about this and that! Hey, if you won't do it, I will! Pick me! I want to go help the Tenth Generation."
[I'm sorry Arash, only Mist Flames can help this time.]
Mammon floated over, "Oh my, have you forgotten that I also possess Mist-attribute flames? Since Rokudo Mukuro won't help, then I'll do it. Make sure Sawada Tsunayoshi remembers to pay me back later."
Rokudo Mukuro stabbed a fork into Mammon with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "Don't trouble yourself, Varia man."
He emphasized the words Varia.
Mammon appeared in another location: "What does it matter? You don't want to do it anyway, why bother mentioning Varia? We are all part of Vongola's forces, even our boss recognizes it."
Rokudo Mukuro crossed his arms again, gritting his teeth, "I said, it's none of your business; this is between me and Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Yare, what a difficult young man.
Mammon walked away as he wished, the World Consciousness urged: 【Ten seconds left, Kirigaya, what is your answer?】
Hehe, of course I will help him.
Chrome was moved: "Lord Mukuro."
While casting illusions, Rokudo Mukuro laughed wickedly, "Hehe, lovely Chrome, I'm obviously not doing this to help Sawada Tsunayoshi. I am merely fostering his dependency. Once he becomes utterly weak, I will be able to seize his body more smoothly."
Everything is for my great cause.
Even the little fangirl Chrome didn't want to butt in after hearing those words.
Byakuran said with a smile, "Mukuro-kun, being tsundere is outdated now. It's all about being straightforward these days. If you keep this up, you'll never get there."
Oh my, sometimes I really envy Mukuro-kun; you still have the chance to be tsundere. It's hard for me to even say a single word to little Tsunayoshi now.
His words were shocking: "How about this, you resign from your position as Kirigaya, I'll take your place instead. After all, the Sky Ring can open any attribute of Box Weapons."
World Consciousness chimed in: 【At the same time, Mr. Kirigaya can deliver a message to Vongola.】
That was close, it was almost an explosion in there.
That is why Sawada Tsunayoshi had that dazed expression.
After the exam, that classmate was taken away, Furuya Rei and the others also rushed over upon hearing the news to ask how Sawada Tsunayoshi was doing.
Upon realizing he was no longer alone, he began to curse those despicable people once again.
Sawada Tsunayoshi finally managed to comfort them all so they would leave. Once the exam was over, he could go home. They had all agreed to leave in the afternoon, Sawada Tsunayoshi had originally intended to stay at school.
A phone call came in.
Hello, how are you?
“Xishijia Ya.”
Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly became serious. He had almost forgotten over this past month that he was an undercover agent for the Black Organization planted in the police academy, as the Organization had not given him any missions and had not called him during his daily routine.
Sawada Tsunayoshi recalled that voice and asked tentatively, "Gin?"
A cold sneer came from the other side.
Nine o'clock tonight, at the Organization's base. I'll take you to meet someone. If you aren't there on time, don't bother coming ever again.
Ahaha, this person is so domineering, but what can Sawada Tsunayoshi say? He could only agree.
At night, when the time arrived, he followed the directions on the map to a bustling bar. The place was filled with noisy music, with men and women swaying and bumping into each other, the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and flirtation. He covered his nose.
The smell here was truly unpleasant.
He followed the prompt to the bar and awkwardly declined a lady's warm invitation.
The lady was very disappointed, but she left with her dignity intact.
Then another man approached to strike up a conversation. After being rejected, he showed a look of displeasure, but he still pressed a business card into Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand and said suggestively, "We can discuss the terms slowly, but don't be too excessive. Once you've thought it through, give me a call."