Don't you think it's a bit unfair to force a newcomer to face such a situation right from the start?
What are you talking about? It's exactly these kinds of situations that build character. Once they've gone through today's baptism, they'll be able to stand on their own without any guidance in the future.
That's true.
Babyface couldn't understand what they were saying, but he felt a chill run down his spine, feeling that something was wrong.
As she spoke, Big Sister had just finished introducing these individuals as being from Varia's finance department, Calabria, Millefiore, the Cavallone Family.
The battle at the entrance escalated to a new level.
The cause was that the Millefiore boss, Dino, had been thrown inside, where he was making a scene: "Bye-bye, everyone! I'm heading off ahead to celebrate my junior's birthday. By the time I'm there having a cozy time with him, you'll all still be stuck at the entrance, hahahahaha!"
In the next moment, he was hit by an attack that left his hair scorched and yellowed.
Squalo bared his sharp shark-like teeth and said disdainfully, "Idiot, let's see how you handle this now."
Byakuran took the opportunity to slip inside, stepping over Dino's corpse as he walked forward, turned back to make a provocative face at everyone.
Bye-bye, everyone from Vongola. I'm the first one to see little Sawada Tsunayoshi, you know.
"Damn it, an outsider beat us to it! Hey, you brats, stop fighting amongst yourselves and take those guys down first!" Squalo cursed, before launching an attack at Byakuran.
Yamamoto Takeshi moved forward in tandem with him, the two of them combining their swords in a display of boundless power.
Byakuran barely managed to block the attacks from the two of them, but Rokudo Mukuro's attack followed immediately after. "Kufufufu, I certainly can't stand them, but Byakuran, you really are still my least favorite person."
Byakuran dodged awkwardly, his white wings fluttering twice, still maintaining that same flippant tone: "Hey, hey, hey, we are all Alliance Families, there's no need to use lethal force, right? Besides, all of you bullying just me.. isn't that a bit immoral?"
Boom, boom! Gokudera Hayato aimed his gun at Byakuran, cutting him off: "I don't care about your morality. Get out of the Tenth Generation's territory first; you are not welcome here."
Byakuran acted aggrieved, "That's so mean, so mean! I'm going to be heartbroken. You are all being too much. I'm going to tell Sawada Tsunayoshi that you're isolating me. I'm going to find him for comfort. Sleep with me tonight, hahaha!"
By the end of his speech, he couldn't even help but chuckle to himself, clearly lost in his own fantasies.
Gokudera Hayato gritted his teeth: "Shameless, despicable, you bastard."
Byakuran laughed gleefully: "Scold me however you like; the harder you curse me now, the longer the time Sawada Tsunayoshi will spend comforting me later."
Purple flames dyed half the sky, Hibari Kyoya coldly put on the ring: "Are you finished? Gatherings will be bitten to death."
Hey, Hibari, look closely, we're allies, you cold-hearted man!
That's right, Hibari Kyoya, you need to be more careful about who you attack; I'm Dino!
Hibari Kyoya curled his lips into a half-smile, revealing a grin full of fighting spirit: "Regardless, anyone present will be hunted to death."
They fought, fighting so intensely, so intensely that the sun and moon were eclipsed; they were truly walking storms, a whirlwind of thunder and lightning.
Babyface gripped what he was holding tightly. "This, this.. are we just going to leave them be like this?"
Big Sister asked him, "Intervene? How do you plan to intervene? By going to stop them?"
Babyface looked at the situation outside and shook his head vigorously. How could he manage this? Compared to those people, he was nothing more than a bean sprout; if he went in, he would face nothing but death.
He changed the subject: "I mean, what about these buildings? If they are destroyed like this, what will happen when the Tenth Generation sees them?"
“So it's our turn to step up, then.”
Big Sister patted him comfortingly. "Work only starts now. Didn't I say that? The Tenth Generation isn't at Vongola Headquarters right now. Before he returns, we have to handle things here. No matter what method it takes, we must restore everything to its original state."
Otherwise, you wouldn't want to find out the extent of Aisha's power in the real world.
No, with this many people and such a massive scope, you're saying we should have it all cleaned up before the Tenth Generation returns? Are you joking?
However, the members of the Secretary Group began making calls with practiced ease to arrange tasks, mobilizing all available resources to clean up the mess left behind by the Guardians, the Varia, the Alliance Families.
That's why this is such a good training experience.
Exactly!
Once everyone had finished fighting, they belatedly realized that Sawada Tsunayoshi had not appeared, which was very unusual.
At this moment, Basil came out, wearing a professional smile, gave everyone an address.
Lord Tana and Mr. Reborn are waiting for you there.
"What? The Tenth Generation isn't at Vongola? How come I didn't know that!" The puppy's heart broke.
The Tenth Generation isn't even here, so what's the point of them doing this?
And that damn Reborn, he actually ran off ahead!
Everyone immediately changed direction and rushed toward the address Basil had mentioned. It was a small, isolated island that Reborn had given to Sawada Tsunayoshi last year.
Before leaving, Gokudera Hayato was already thinking that if the Tenth Generation liked islands, he would go and get a massive one next year.
As they arrived, they saw the beautifully decorated island and Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was already by the seaside, wearing casual shorts and smiling at them.
You arrived faster than I expected; I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you until very late.
How is the headquarters? Is it still intact?
A relaxed Sawada Tsunayoshi possessed a natural soft glow about him. With his eyes squinted and his bare feet stepping on the sand, he also wore a simple hat. As a gentle breeze blew past, he lowered his head, scattering the starlight across the ground.
Through the V-neck of his shirt, his soft skin could be seen, along with clear muscle definition, his exquisite and deep collarbones, his Adam's apple, which bobbed slightly as he spoke.
Most importantly, a soft smile played on his soft, rosy lips, curling upward slightly to reveal a moment of pure beauty.
Hmm, why aren't you saying anything?
Sawada Tsunayoshi tilted his head slightly, looking at the silent people in confusion.
A stray lock of hair swayed, obscuring his eyes. He reached back with his long, fair hand, then moved that hand to his collar to tug at his clothes, faintly revealing a patch of pale skin.
Ah, it's a bit hot.
Everyone, just play freely; let's consider today a day of relaxation. I have already handed over all the matters to Basil. Today, listen to me and nobody is allowed to fight. We'll have a bonfire party tonight, alright?
Fine, why not? Who could look at Sawada Tsunayoshi's wide-eyed face and say no? They could only agree and go along with his wishes.
There was no other way; after all, this person was Sawada Tsunayoshi.
Chapter 81: The First Day of the Literary Giant's Live Stream
Everyone, let's watch the fireworks together once more.
This sentence served as the conclusion to Sawada Tsunayoshi's birthday.
This time, there were no flashy decorations and no heart-wrenching goodbyes; there was only everyone watching the fireworks together. The people ten years later were the same as they were ten years ago, except there were more of them, their faces had become much more mature.
However, that emotion, that sincere and passionate emotion, remained unchanged.
From the innocence of youth to the maturity of the present, they have spent more than just those green years together; they have journeyed side by side, knowing and supporting one another, helping each other to become who they are.
Gokudera Hayato was moved to tears, sobbing uncontrollably into his handkerchief.
Waaaah, waaaah, I have to set off fireworks for the Tenth Generation every year, the Tenth Generation is the best, waaaah, I will follow the Tenth Generation for the rest of my life!
I have no idea how he transitioned from fireworks to Sawada Tsunayoshi, but perhaps he has always been like this, always associating everything with Sawada Tsunayoshi.
The World Consciousness emerged again: 【That concludes the content for this intermission. Please wait ten minutes, we will move on to the next segment.】
As soon as that was finished, Sawada Tsunayoshi was once again surrounded by three familiar spheres of light: Vongola, Mare Ring, Rainbow.
That's wonderful, young Tenth Generation, you performed exceptionally well in the last world; I can't help but give you a perfect score.
That's right, that's right. You smoothed out almost all of the collapse points in that world; the World Consciousness was very satisfied.
You're practically a genius. No one told you what to do, yet you achieved a perfect ending directly.
Three light orbs were jumping and dancing around him, looking extremely happy.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was indeed in a complete mess: "Wait, stop spinning, I'm getting dizzy. What do you mean by the Debris Point?"
A small speck of light stopped: "Let me explain it instead, little Vongola.
You still remember why we came here to watch the live broadcast, right? It's to prevent several other worlds from being destroyed. Actually, there are many reasons why a world might be destroyed; a single minor issue isn't enough to cause total annihilation, so once it escalates to a planetary level, it's caused by the combination of many destruction nodes.
Just like the world you just visited, which we call the Detective World. The imbalance of combat power between the Black and Red sides, the imbalance of time and space—one moment you might be celebrating Christmas, the next, you could be in a swimsuit at the beach.
Another ball of light supplemented, "The imbalance of combat power and the inversion of time and space—that is the reason why that world is being destroyed."
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that the topic of the world's destruction was too heavy, so heavy that he could hardly breathe: "Then what have I done? What I've done can actually stop the world's destruction?"
Yes, although you don't understand, rest assured, you have already done enough. The rest depends on that world's ability to self-heal; it has already transcended its inevitable fate of destruction.
I believe you'll be able to handle the next two worlds as well, with the transition from the first world, the pace of the second world will accelerate. I hope you can adapt to the little Vongola, bye-bye.
Wait, "Why say bye-bye? I'm not traveling again, am I? Ahhh, wait, wait, wait, I'm not ready yet!"
With a sudden whirl of dizziness, Sawada Tsunayoshi had traveled to another world once again.
Before the transmigration, the little light specks said to him, "We have sealed your memories from your previous world because we were afraid they would become a burden to you. It's alright; once everything is over, we will release them for you."
As the sentence ended, Sawada Tsunayoshi also came to his senses from the tumbling sensation, which felt like being inside a washing machine.
Before he could clearly see his surroundings, an explosion suddenly rang out behind him. He scrambled to escape, upon discovering that he could use flames, he urgently used them to fly away.
The sound of explosions ceased, the surroundings were as hot as if they were in a mountain of flames.
Sawada Tsunayoshi had just been sent flying into the air. As the thick smoke began to dissipate, he coughed a few times and opened his eyes, only to see a figure standing right in the middle of the explosion crater.
"What? To think someone could actually survive an explosion." Just like a pomegranate.
The figure gradually became clearer, Sawada Tsunayoshi could see him more distinctly.
It's a naked pervert!
Sawada Tsunayoshi was so frightened that he nearly fell from the sky; he simply couldn't believe that someone could actually remain naked in broad daylight.
That figure swayed unsteadily, possessing a head of brilliant, dazzling crimson hair, a delicate face, a thin frame. There was not a single expression on his face, his eyes stared ahead vacantly.
After a long while, if Sawada Tsunayoshi hadn't seen that the other person was breathing and blinking, he would have almost thought it was a corpse, when suddenly, the person moved.
The young boy squatted down, picked up the stone from the ground, popped it straight into his mouth.
"Wait, you can't eat that!" Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but rush forward to knock the stone out of the boy's hand, unable to stop himself from glaring at this person who had no common sense.
Sawada Tsunayoshi met a pair of dull eyes.
Those eyes were fixed on him, without a single flicker of emotion, looking nothing like those of a normal person.
The youth acted as if he couldn't see him; he didn't get angry even after being slapped on the hand, but instead stepped forward to continue walking.