He pointed at the man with an expressionless face: "Oda Sakunosuke, hahaha, male mama hahaha, oh my, that's so perfect, how did I not think of that, male mama hahaha!"
A trace of helplessness surfaced on the face of the man being mocked, who was none other than Oda Sakunosuke. "Is it really that funny?"
He only felt vexed; how was he supposed to teach the children common sense in daily life? Aside from his work, he himself had never been a meticulous person, when faced with such problems, he could think of nothing better than earnest persuasion. As expected, he really should have sent them to school; teachers would surely have a way.
Dazai Osamu laughed even more wildly: "It's fine, it's fine, it's nothing at all, everything is great, Oda Sakunosuke."
His expression and his words were completely different.
In the distance, Nakahara Chuuya's face turned bright red, heat rushing from his neck to his forehead. What was wrong with that self of his? How could he.. how could he say such things?
He was originally watching another version of his future self when he suddenly heard a shocking outburst.
Ah, how embarrassing, how embarrassing! It's just too mortifying.
Lambo rubbed his chin and said to Ipring, "Wow, that kid is absolutely right. I'm going to call Tsuna 'male mama' from now on too. Why didn't I think of that before? It's so perfect."
Ipring looked a bit conflicted: "Lambo, I don't think that's a good idea. Mr. Sawada probably won't be happy about it; look at his expression above, he looks quite troubled.."
Lambo waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, I'm going to call him this way anyway; Tsuna won't be angry with me regardless."
Ipring looked kindly behind Lambo and took a small step back. "But I think that just because Mr. Sawada isn't angry doesn't mean you can act like this; someone might be unhappy."
Lambo stood with his hands on his hips, his chin held high. "Hmph, Ipring, why are you always contradicting me? I'm not playing with you anymore!"
If you can still survive, then fine, if you don't want to play with her, then don't.
Ipring is very kind, but her hints ended there.
In the next second, a pair of iron fists clamped tightly around Lambo's head, Gokudera Hayato's voice, sounding like an underworld messenger's deep bass, rang in his ear: "You stupid cow, I've had enough of you! How dare you mock the Tenth Generation! No one can save you now, so just die!
Gokudera Hayato's eyes smoked with black fury and dark energy radiated from his body as he mercilessly tormented Lambo.
Lambo screamed in terror, yet he showed no sign of repenting, still shouting that he would make Gokudera Hayato pay.
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Chapter 83: The Third Day of the Literary Stream
Then again.
The reason why Nakahara Chuuya said he wanted to go out and work was actually because Oda Sakunosuke's children were also clamoring to go out and work to support Oda Sakunosuke.
Nakahara Chuuya played with the children every day, making it very easy for him to be influenced by them. He would say whatever they said and do whatever they did, even wearing a skirt when the children were being silly.
Forget it, I won't say any more. Speaking of it only brings bitter tears.
Anyway, Sawada Tsunayoshi has experienced the hardships of raising a child at such a young age. This child is obedient and not as mischievous as Lambo, but he is even more mentally exhausting.
Because I don't want Tsuna to work so hard. I'm a big kid now, older than you, I can support a family.
Nakahara Chuuya spoke very seriously.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was moved that the child had grown up to be so considerate of the family, but he was also troubled by how to explain it to the child. In reality, he hadn't gone out to find work; the money they lived on was all obtained for nothing.
It was given by the World Consciousness of this world.
Just as he was wondering how to raise a child and what kind of job a young child could find, the World Consciousness intervened. It gave him a lot of money and told him not to worry about finances, saying that while Yokohama had nothing else, there was plenty of money being stolen by others, it could casually pick out some without anyone noticing.
Uh, such a simple statement.
Sawada Tsunayoshi said to Nakahara Chuuya, "No need, our family is rich, so you can rest easy."
Nakahara Chuuya didn't believe it, because his friend said to him, "Adults always like to lie. I even saw Oda Sakunosuke staring blankly at his account books at night. Not to mention Tian Gege is still so young, even younger than Oda Sakunosuke; he must be worrying about money too."
That's right, rich people all live in big houses of their own and don't go out to rent with others, so Tsuna-niichan said that being rich is a lie to trick you.
Adults are the best at lying to children.
Uh, even though Tsuna-niichan doesn't really count as an adult, whatever, they're lying anyway.
After hearing these words, Sawada Tsunayoshi did not know how to react.
Indeed, it must be very hard for Oda Sakunosuke to raise five children all by himself, even if his salary is high.
Haha, the moment he found out about Oda Sakunosuke's profession, Sawada Tsunayoshi froze. How should he put it.. it wasn't exactly a surprising feeling.
The Port Mafia? How novel.
Sawada Tsunayoshi asked Nakahara Chuuya, "But what can you actually do by getting a child out like this?"
He looks like a teenager, but his mind is that of a child!
Nakahara Chuuya had clearly thought of the answer long ago; once asked, he blurted it out as if it were an answer he had been dwelling on in his mind for a very long time.
Carrying sandbags at the docks, sweeping floors, joining the Port Mafia.
Wait, wait, has something ominous slipped into the middle of this?
Child, do you think the Port Mafia is that easy to blend into?
Sawada Tsunayoshi touched his face. "Setting aside the last one, I mean, how are you going to carry sandbags?"
The next second, a red light flared from Nakahara Chuuya's body, the pot and spatula behind Sawada Tsunayoshi flew into mid-air. The boy opened his innocent eyes and said purely, "That's it. I think it's very simple."
The size!
Things have gone terribly wrong!
What kind of damn power is this!
Fortunately, Oda Sakunosuke answered this question, naturally stating that it was an Ability, a special kind of power.
And that was all.
That's it!
My god, of course he knows that Ability is a special power!
Anyway, Sawada Tsunayoshi was always in a state of chaos here, wanting to vent, but not knowing who to say it to.
But seeing Nakahara Chuuya staring at him so stubbornly, this matter couldn't just be let go. Once a child becomes obsessed with something, they are very serious about it; if you don't explain things clearly to him, he will keep it buried in his heart, even if he doesn't act openly, he will definitely try to do it behind your back.
Rather than letting him be bullied in places where no one can see, it's better to let him experience it from the start and explain it clearly to him.
Sigh, don't ask why Sawada Tsunayoshi knows so much about parenting at such a young age.
The answer is that there are many children in the family, they have many psychological issues.
"Alright, I know you want to help lighten the family's burden, you're amazing, Nakahara Chuuya." The young Sawada Tsunayoshi's chubby baby face was full of relief as he patted Nakahara Chuuya's hand in a very mature manner.
Then let's go out and look for a job today.
"Really?" Nakahara Chuuya's eyes instantly lit up, shining brightly, his originally dim cobalt blue eyes becoming as brilliant as gemstones.
You're not lying to me?
Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded very seriously. "Of course I wouldn't lie to you. If I lied, I'd turn into a puppy."
Only then did Nakahara Chuuya start laughing.
Meanwhile, the children who had been crouching behind the door all along ran in joyfully, circling around Sawada Tsunayoshi and pushing Nakahara Chuuya aside.
“Tian Gege, I want to go to work too, please take me with you, I promise I'll be good and listen to you.”
Tsuna-niichan, please help us persuade Oda Sakunosuke; he always refuses to let us go out, saying it's too dangerous outside.
Tsuna-niichan, please help us, we want to help Oda Sakunosuke too, he works so hard.
Please help us, we beg you.
The children chirped and chattered, pulling at his clothes, clinging to his neck, some even tried to climb onto the top of his head to pull his hair.
Now he had truly become an infant tree.
“Wait, wait, don't pull my hair, don't pull my pants either, definitely don't pull me toward the outside!”
Sawada Tsunayoshi hurriedly took the children off his body one by one and set them down in order from tallest to shortest, struggling to maintain a serious expression.
None of you are allowed to go outside, or I'll tell Oda Sakunosuke!
“Sit all nicely. Today I'm just taking Nakahara Chuuya out for a look, we'll come back without working any part-time jobs! As long as you all behave, I'll bring back delicious food for you.”
Unfortunately, even though he spoke sternly, that soft face had no intimidating power at all. Children are born with the ability to sense others' presence, in their eyes, Sawada Tsunayoshi was the type who was easy to bully, so they all rushed toward him again.
No, no, Tsuna-niichan is the best!
Drowned by the children once again, Sawada Tsunayoshi struggled to reach out a hand to Nakahara Chuuya in a plea for help; Nakahara Chuuya took a look and suddenly understood.
Tsuna thought he was saved.
Nakahara Chuuya walked over, pressed his face against Tsuna's hand, nuzzled it.
Not this!!
Finally, after exerting a great deal of effort to escape from the house, Sawada Tsunayoshi tidied his messy hair, his face filled with lingering fear. "Children are basically little devils, aren't they? No wonder Oda Sakunosuke aged prematurely; I know the reason now."
Right, right! I knew it! Being a dad at such a young age.. that's why he looks as old as a father's generation!
Hearing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt as if he had found a kindred spirit: "Right, you're absolutely right! Uh, who are you? Do I know you? You just suddenly started talking!"
Tsuna turned his head in shock, only to meet a pair of amber eyes. The owner of those eyes blinked and drew out his voice innocently, "Eh, no way, did someone speak here?"
What a rogue.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at him with dead fish eyes.
The youth in a black suit and white shirt was tall, upright and slender, with one eye wrapped in bandages, exuding an air of frailty. He looked around, then turned and smiled, "Oh, so I was the one talking, heehee."
What a strange person.
Another problem child, huh? He's all too familiar.
So Tsuna asked directly, "Do you know Oda Sakunosuke?"
The youth said with a beaming smile and a soft voice, "Is that so? Are you also a child adopted by Oda Sakunosuke? I haven't seen him for a few days, he's already become so perverted that he can't hide his motherly tenderness, adopting someone this old. Otherwise, I might as well just give myself an orphan identity so Oda Sakunosuke can adopt me too."
What an outrageous thing to say.
Sawada Tsunayoshi gave an awkward laugh.
The newly met youth was clearly a talkative fellow who didn't mind Tsuna's speechless reaction in the slightest; instead, he reached out to stroke the nearby utility pole. "Ah, what a beautiful figure, so hard and straight, still standing tall after the sedimentation of history; it is truly the perfect tool for suicide."
But it hurts too much; I'll try again next time.