Sawada Tsunayoshi, how could he be here?
Sawada Tsunayoshi held up a finger: "Shh, Hiromitsu, don't make a sound. No matter what you see, don't make a sound. I'll get you out of here immediately."
Hiromitsu nodded, yet remained very cautious.
But he couldn't prevent the sudden appearance of the person; the sudden sensation of weightlessness made his eyes widen. Why was Sawada Tsunayoshi's body erupting in flames, why weren't these flames hot at all?
Why is he flying in the sky? No, is this really not a dream?
Has he really not taken some kind of hallucinogenic drug?
No way, no way.
Was he really in a dream?
Until they reached a safe place, Hiromitsu still hadn't come to his senses; everything that had just happened felt like a dream, so unreal.
After bringing Hiromitsu to a safe place, Sawada Tsunayoshi instructed him to hide immediately and not return to the police station for the time being, as there was a mole inside, then left him with a notebook before departing.
If he didn't leave now, he would end up performing the Little Mermaid in front of everyone again.
Chapter 78: Live Streaming Tsuna's Birthday
After saving Hiromitsu, Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know how things developed afterward; he returned to the familiar space, the familiar position, where he was familiar with others, but others could not see him.
However, this time, the atmosphere was completely different; for some unknown reason, everyone started fighting again.
The cause was Lambo's screaming; he hadn't seen Sawada Tsunayoshi in a long time, the Tsuna on the screen wasn't the Tsuna by his side, so he was throwing a tantrum.
Gokudera Hayato heard his shouting and was about to teach him a lesson, but Lambo said with teary eyes, "I miss Tsuna, I want to see him."
Gokudera Hayato broke down.
This extreme solo fan who refuses to share even a single fan with others has also broken down, he began to weep bitterly: "Tenth Generation, I miss you so much, I want to turn into a star to stay by your side forever!"
This is getting out of hand.
At this moment, Reborn stepped in. He simply sat there, his quiet presence calmed the scene.
The livestream has been interrupted. I would say Chun Gang's mission should be over by now. Have him come back now; otherwise, I'm not sure I can keep this group of people calm.
Kawarihei waved his fist. "Exactly! Why are we all here while Chun Gang isn't? I can't figure this out at all. We are one. Where is Chun Gang?"
This is pure hot-bloodedness.
Rokudo Mukuro ran one hand through his hair, pulling it behind his head and fully exposing his sinister face and those ominous heterochromatic eyes. "Let's get one thing straight: I'm not helping Sawada Tsunayoshi. It's just that if he goes missing, I'll find it very troublesome. If you can make me the Tenth Generation of Vongola directly, or if you can instantly eliminate the evil Port Mafia of the Hidden World, then I won't come looking for him."
This person is just looking for trouble.
Hibari Kyoya's eyes and brows were filled with an irrepressible gloom. Regardless of anything else, he simply could not tolerate being trapped, nor could he stand himself being powerless to resist. Just now, he had Sawada Tsunayoshi's videos to pass the time, but now that the livestream had ended, his irritability was rising.
On top of that, he wasn't the only one with a temper; whether it was Xanxus, Squalo, or Lambo, not a single member of the organization known as Varia was easy to deal with.
On top of that, Gin was inexplicably furious, radiating a heavy, oppressive aura. Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were just there to stir up trouble, Dazai Osamu was adding fuel to the fire, the members of the House of Dead Rats were taking advantage of the chaos to reap the benefits.
That scene was nothing short of chaos.
The World Consciousness had just started by advising them not to fight, not to get angry, not to be provoked, but they turned around and fought even more fiercely, while Reborn, the one who had ignited this fire, sat there leisurely drinking coffee.
The World Consciousness stopped caring and let them fight as they pleased; after all, they wouldn't kill anyone, nor would they destroy this place.
And so, this was the scene that Sawada Tsunayoshi encountered upon his return.
It looks so familiar, doesn't it? It seems like I've seen this before.
But for some reason, the chaos this time often resulted in extraordinary combinations.
Squalo and Fukuzawa Yukichi faced each other, Squalo grinned menacingly, "Old man, your skills are quite good, but they still can't compare to mine."
Yamamoto and Ozaki Kureyo faced each other, Ozaki Kureyo said elegantly, "Young man, you really are quite blunt, aren't you?"
Byakuran, Gojo Satoru, Dazai Osamu had gathered together at some unknown point and were dancing joyfully.
Crazy, crazy, everyone has gone crazy! How could this be happening!
The screen suddenly lit up like a high-quality fire extinguisher; as everyone watched the screen gradually brighten, they saw that ancient, grand, magnificent luxury castle, they knew there was something else to pass the time with.
【"His Birthday" was written on the screen, surrounded by intricate patterns and various warm decorations.
Whose birthday? It is his birthday.
That is, of course, the birthday of the Vongola Tenth Generation, Sawada Tsunayoshi.
Sigh, today is truly an unusual day, exceptionally unusual.
The first person to appear was not any of the Tenth Generation Guardians or anyone from Varia, but a Babyface young man. He looked very young, probably in his early twenties, was wearing the Vongola uniform.
He was carrying a large stack of books in his hands, beside him was a lady wearing glasses, who was also carrying a large stack of things.
“The Guardians aren't fooling around, the people from Varia haven't come to cause trouble, the Rainbow hasn't come to visit, there's no interference from other alliance families. Hmm, it's been a long time since I've smelled such fresh air, without even a hint of gunpowder, without having to take emergency precautions in case I suddenly see Kirigaya and Unsu fighting.”
Since they were working in pairs, they could chat freely as long as it didn't affect their efficiency, he suddenly let out such a sigh.
Suddenly, the lady stopped in her tracks, her flat combat boots making a clicking sound. "Aren't you in the Secretariat Department? You don't even know that."
Babyface stopped, looking flustered. "Gah, is something wrong? I really am from the Secretariat Department. Senior, I earned my position through the exams, I didn't use any backdoors, so please don't look at me like that."
The lady awkwardly withdrew her scrutinizing gaze after seeing him react like that, said nonchalantly, "Ahem, isn't it quite strange? To think you don't even know that, your examiner certainly wasn't the Arash Guardian."
Babyface said in surprise, "You can even tell that, Senior? I passed through the Sun Division."
"The Sun Guardian, huh? That's true, the Sun Guardian is indeed the easiest to talk to." At this thought, the lady couldn't help but show an envious look.
“Unlike me, the Arash Guardian is personally supervising the exam, it requires a high score; there is only one chance.” As she spoke, she let out a bitter smile.
Babyface swallowed hard in secret. He had also heard of the Arash Guardian's reputation; his most famous trait was that he was a toxic solo fan of the Tenth Generation, refusing to share his idol with others and even beating up fellow fans.
“Then, about you, Senior.. uh, I mean, your style.”
The woman knew what she wanted to say and said with confidence and composure, "Don't worry, it's not that scary. We people of the Storm Division are quite normal; don't believe all the rumors going around outside."
The two of them returned to the meeting room. This was an independent Secretary Group under the jurisdiction of the Vongola Leader, specifically handling documents and matters that were not as important.
There are more than twenty members in the Secretary Group, with each Guardian having stuffed their own people in.
As a result, this led to everyone having vastly different working styles.
In the meeting room, a man and a woman stood by the window, bathed in sunlight. The lady with glasses devoutly washed her hands, took off her glasses, received a book from the other person.
They began to recite: "Ah, Tenth Generation, you are the sun in the sky, selflessly casting down your holy radiance, illuminating the path ahead of us and guiding us toward a beautiful future."
Ah, Tenth Generation, you are the compass that guides my journey, leading us toward victory at every step.
“Ah, Tenth Generation, you are the bright moonlight in the distant sky.."
Babyface froze in place, his feet stiffening, as his neck cracked as he turned to look at the other secretaries, who were unfazed, asking, "What are they doing?"
A young man explained, "He's new, isn't he? Just daily prayers. It's truly bizarre; they do nothing of substance every day, just chanting incessantly."
Babyface's face stiffened; that tone was not kind at all. Had he accidentally stumbled into workplace politics?
A spirited woman walked over and patted his shoulder: "It's all just old tricks, don't worry about it. Just pretend you're watching a TV drama, though their bickering is much more interesting than any drama."
That was just someone from the Rain Division. You know how it is; the Storm Division and the Rain Division have always been at odds.
As they spoke, the prayers on that side had already finished, the two sides began to argue. A member of the Storm Division said, "I've put up with you for a long time. Is what we say every day wrong? Tell me, which part of our words is incorrect?"
The people from the Rain Division had no objections to the prayer: "That's right, it is very correct, but you do it morning and night every single day. Those who know us realize we are the Port Mafia, but those who don't would think we're a cult."
A bunch of useless slackers, don't go out there and bring disrepute to the Tenth Generation.
The Storm Division was furious: "How can you call it wasted effort? Reciting it twice every day not only purifies the soul, but also allows us to reflect daily on the Tenth Generation's magnificent stature and his immense achievements. I think you're just jealous, hehe, jealous that we can openly express our respect for the Tenth Generation."
Is this what you call having no problem, Senior? This is clearly a huge problem. You've become exactly the kind of person the Arash Guardian wants you to be.
Pah! We're just envious. Hehe, we work diligently every single day for the Tenth Generation's cause and never slack off. The Tenth Generation is wise and heroic, we see it all clearly.
Storm Division: "I agree that the Tenth Generation is wise and heroic, but where is this so-called diligence of yours? We have to spend time praying for the same tasks; where is the efficiency? Don't mistake slacking off for being dedicated. It's absolutely ridiculous."
They argued, handling documents while they bickered, multitasking exceptionally well.
Babyface greeted the Big Sister of the Sun Division; after confirming she was one of his Sun Division Guardians, he wasn't surprised she was so enthusiastic.
“By the way, I haven't seen any Guardians fighting today, it's so strange.”
Big Sister gave them a strange look. "Don't you know? Today is very special. It wouldn't be strange for anything to happen. Never mind not fighting; even if aliens invaded Earth today, the Guardians would fight them back to maintain peace."
“So amazing, then what kind of day is it today?”
The Big Sister of the Sun Division narrowed her eyes and said with a look of bliss, "Today is the Tenth Generation's birthday. I am grateful for today, grateful for every year's today, because it is because of today that we have our perfect Tenth Generation."
Babyface's expression changed, he took a step back. "Senior, why are you too?"
Big Sister let out a chuckle, "I'm just teasing you. After spending so much time with the people from the Storm Division, these things just come naturally. You'll understand in the future."
He really didn't want to understand; this was far too abnormal, even though he knew the Tenth Generation was a rare and handsome man, a beautiful legend of Sicily, the sun and moon in the sky, his only faith.
But it shouldn't be quite that extreme.
But what did Big Sister say? Today is the "Tenth Generation's birthday!"
Babyface was shocked.
Chapter 79: Live Streaming Tsuna's Birthday 2
[Babyface's scream gave the Rain Division and Storm Division both a topic to discuss.
The Arash Division said fiercely, "Just you wait, the gift our Arash Guardian prepares will definitely be the best, the biggest, the most, the most sincere."
The Rain Division members refuted, "What's the use of saying that? It all depends on whether the Tenth Generation likes it or not. Just wait, the gift prepared by our Rain Guardian will be the one the Tenth Generation likes best. He is the Tenth Generation's best partner."
At this time, another person interjected, a capable woman: "If it's this topic, if it's a competition, no one can beat our Cloud Division; in front of our Cloud Division, you are all just trash."
A effeminate man spoke: "Oh my, aren't you afraid the wind will make you choke? If we're talking about who can yap the most, your Cloud Division is truly top-tier."
The Cloud Division said, "Does your Kiri Group have an issue with us? Hehe, the Unsu is a person highly respected by the Tenth Generation. The relationship between those two is good, like seniors and juniors. It's nothing like yours in the Kiri Group—you haven't even managed to suck up to them yet, you're just sprinting down the wrong path."
The person from the Kiri Group had a face like thunder: "It's called having fun, don't you get it? This is just play between the two of them, a proof of the love between them."
The Cloud Division spoke with sarcasm, "Oh, so it's romance, huh? Hehe, do you dare to tell anyone? If you dare to say it, I'll admit it."