This was very unusual.
At the same time, Sawada Tsunayoshi heard a commotion coming from the other side.
He quickly took off his coat to wrap around the boy, then bent down to pick him up and ducked into the nearby dense buildings. People here were drawn by the sound of the explosion, various noises clashed together as he hid within the crowd.
Soon, chaos broke out here. He carried the dazed youth out of the crowd. The dazed youth remained quiet throughout the entire process, those blue eyes fixed intently on Sawada Tsunayoshi, not missing a single movement.
Once Sawada Tsunayoshi found a quiet place, his line of sight suddenly dropped. The youth in his hands suddenly became heavy; he gritted his teeth as he dragged the person along, only to suddenly see a mirror.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the spiky-haired babyface inside and blinked his eyes.
The child in the mirror blinked his eyes as well.
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked again.
The mirror child also blinked.
No! Wait! He knows what just happened to him!
My god, why did he become small, turning into a three-year-old? No wonder his line of sight had dropped, no wonder the person in his hands suddenly felt so heavy.
The clothes were still the same size, but they looked bulky on a child's body; the pants pooled on the ground like bellflowers, the short sleeves hung loosely off his shoulders, exposing half of his skin. He shuddered as a cold wind blew past him.
The youth in his arms also seemed to be learning, his eyes widening as his body shivered.
Is it cold? Oh dear, I don't have any extra clothes, so just use this for now. We'll go buy some clothes to wear in a bit.
Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly held him tighter, using his body heat to warm him while offering comforting words.
After saying that, he froze. Wasn't that what he had said to comfort Lambo? Why did he let it slip?
And isn't this person a bit too quiet? To be so well-behaved without making any noise or causing any trouble.
It's very wrong, incredibly wrong. Could this be an android?
Sawada Tsunayoshi wondered jokingly in his heart, though he knew this guess was certainly incorrect; perhaps the boy's brain had simply been rattled by the explosion, causing him to lose his memory.
This was the worst-case scenario.
It's by a bridge; will people walk past here? Some might look at them with pity, while others might harbor ill intentions.
A man in black saw the two of them, malice welled up in his heart. These two brats were quite good-looking; whether it was for selling their skin or their organs, they would both be quite profitable.
The man flashed a pitiful smile and asked them, "Two little brothers, are you in some trouble? Uncle is a good person; you can come to me for help."
As he spoke, he reached out to touch Sawada Tsunayoshi.
In an instant, a powerful hand flashed from the side, grabbing the troublemaking hand.
A man with dark red hair, wearing a camel-colored trench coat, stood nearby with an indifferent expression: "Let go, stay away from them."
Chapter 82: The Second Day of Literary Stream
Tsunayoshi, can I go out to work part-time?
The boy with vermilion hair spoke seriously to Sawada Tsunayoshi. He was wearing cute pajamas, his hair was tied in a single ponytail, with a few stray strands falling on both sides of his cheeks, making him look even more well-behaved.
After a period of recuperation, the once thin body had gained more visible flesh on the cheeks, but the most noticeable change was his eyes; those eyes were full of light, no longer dull and vacant as they had been at the beginning.
Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded in satisfaction. Who said he couldn't raise children? Ipring, Lambo, Fuuta, even this little kid—hadn't he been raising them all quite well? Allow him a moment of pride.
He had already spent several months in this world, from his initial state of confusion and helplessness to his current ease, he had gone through quite a lot.
The place he landed in this time was called Yokohama, a very chaotic city. The people here possess a special ability called an ability, which comes in all sorts of varieties and is highly lethal.
He had just arrived and was wandering around with an abnormal child when he was accidentally targeted by members of a small organization involved in organ and human trafficking.
Then they were rescued by an older man.
Although Oda Sakunosuke later said in a calm tone that he was only in his twenties and not yet at an age to be called a middle-aged man, he added that if they wanted to call him that, it was fine—just a form of address, so they could call him whatever they liked.
To his words, Sawada Tsunayoshi..
The ignorant boy beside them tilted his head, his eyes fixed on Sawada Tsunayoshi; seeing Sawada Tsunayoshi looking at someone else, he also turned his head to look at Oda Sakunosuke.
Oda Sakunosuke, that kind-hearted person who had helped them, blinked his eyes and said in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
You're asking why? You should go look in a mirror and check your beard. You look like you're at an uncle's age; who could guess that you're only in your twenties? You're too mature—way too mature!
Sawada Tsunayoshi's series of smooth and effortless roasts poured out.
Then he covered his mouth.
Oh no, why has his body become so small, his brain feels smaller too. Normally, he would restrain such a complaint or say it in a low voice; he would never blurt it out so carelessly.
Just as Sawada Tsunayoshi was about to apologize, Oda Sakunosuke said very naturally, "So it's because of the beard."
So calm.
Afterward, Oda Sakunosuke asked Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Do you need help? You look a bit troubled."
In an instant, Sawada Tsunayoshi became wary, because this scene was very much like a honey trap—the high-end kind, where someone with obvious malice harasses you first, then someone else comes to rescue you, leaving you with an instinctive favorable impression of the person who saved you.
Actually, the two of them were in cahoots, they were just pretending.
Oda Sakunosuke raised his hands after seeing his reaction and took two steps back.
I have no ill intent, I just wanted to ask if there's anything you need help with.
Vongola intuition told Sawada Tsunayoshi that this person was sincere and very pure.
So, sometimes I really feel that Vongola intuition is an unreasonable skill.
Sawada Tsunayoshi explained the predicament he was facing, which was that he wanted a place to live, he would pay the rent.
Oda Sakunosuke thought for a moment and said to him, "Do you want to share an apartment with me? It's just that my family is a bit large, so it might be a little noisy for you."
Oda Sakunosuke led them to the front of a restaurant and greeted the owner familiarly. The owner was a very kind, chubby man.
He explained the situation to the boss, who responded understandingly, "No problem, as long as you don't mind, Oda Sakunosuke."
Sawada Tsunayoshi grabbed a nameless, dazed youth and followed Oda Sakunosuke upstairs.
When they reached the door, Oda Sakunosuke stopped, a significant emotional shift appearing on his face for the first time. He spoke with some hesitation, "It's a bit noisy inside.."
Sawada Tsunayoshi complained inwardly: How could they be any louder than his own family? Every single meal was on an explosive scale.
It's alright, I just hope we don't end up scaring them.
Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, then opened the door.
The sound of children giggling drifted from inside; they were playing games, with pillows and clothes scattered all over the floor, several children piled on top of each other.
A little girl stood nearby, looking lost and bewildered.
As soon as the girl saw Oda Sakunosuke, she ran over as if she had seen a savior, grabbed his hand, pointed at the boys.
When the boys saw that Oda Sakunosuke had returned, they exchanged glances and ran over with mischievous smiles, their little feet pitter-pattering.
Alright, now Oda had become a tree covered in children.
The little tree trunk said to Sawada Tsunayoshi, "That's right. If you don't mind, we can share the rent; the room next door is vacant."
The children chirped, asking who Oda Sakunosuke and Sawada Tsunayoshi were.
In short, that was how it was; Sawada Tsunayoshi had settled down here, but he was facing a very serious problem.
He had no money!
It was a real killer; he had no money, he was a total pauper.
Then, the kind neighbor, Oda Sakunosuke, who was already raising five children, actually agreed to let him pay the rent a month late, or even longer; in fact, he even said it wouldn't be a problem if he adopted two more children.
That's right, he looks like a child now.
Alright, another problem.
A small child brings a teenager who clearly has problems to rent a house, you just agree to rent it without a second thought? Not only are you not surprised, but you even introduce the house with such care!
Is this just being overly naive, or is there an ulterior motive here!
Back then, I should have let you face Reborn. If you had been a baby tutor, you certainly would have accepted it immediately and thought it was perfectly normal. If Sawada Tsunayoshi had been so carefree back then, he could have avoided that beating.
Heh.
In short, Sawada Tsunayoshi moved in here with Nakahara Chuuya, sharing the house with Oda Sakunosuke and the five children he had adopted.
Well, now Sawada Tsunayoshi knows why Oda Sakunosuke looks so old; having five kids who aren't in school must have made even your steel go soft.
Who is Nakahara Chuuya?
It was, of course, that problematic boy; he claimed his name was Nakahara Chuuya, but he knew nothing else.
Fortunately, Sawada Tsunayoshi had experience taking care of children, this child was exceptionally intelligent, so it required very little effort. Nakahara Chuuya learned very quickly and was able to communicate normally with others in a short amount of time.
However, quite a few jokes occurred during the learning process.
Mom.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's knife hand paused, as he turned his head to see Nakahara Chuuya's youthful face, his voice trembled: "What did you say?"
He hadn't realized he was calling him yet, instead thought Nakahara Chuuya had remembered his own mother.
The youth spoke again with a serious expression and clear, articulated pronunciation: "Mama."
Then he pointed at Sawada Tsunayoshi.
You are my mother.
Like hell I am!
Sawada Tsunayoshi put down the kitchen knife, jumped off the stool, walked quickly up to Nakahara Chuuya, saying seriously, "Who told you that?"
The TV is full of "it's a girl, it's a mother," Nakahara Chuuya already understands gender awareness; there's no way he could mistake it.
Nakahara Chuuya also didn't know what Sawada Tsunayoshi was so surprised about. He crouched down to make himself a head shorter than Sawada Tsunayoshi, so that Sawada Tsunayoshi could look at him while speaking.
Answer obediently, "What Kiseki and the others said—they said Oda Sakunosuke is a male mom, so you are a male mom too."
Male! Mom!
Who is it? Mr. Oda, what kind of child are you raising? Even Lambo has never spoken about him like that!
Inside the space, Dazai Osamu burst out laughing instantly, clutching his stomach and laughing hysterically. His arrogant laughter filled the space, a wild and unrestrained roar.