Rokudo Mukuro saw Gokudera Hayato and a certain figure he did not welcome.
Hibari Kyoya.
Rokudo Mukuro's eyes narrowed slightly, his strike became unconsciously heavier.
Hehe, why couldn't it be me?
Gokudera Hayato brushed past him: "Solve the trouble you've caused yourself; I have more important things to do."
He had only one goal in his mind, which was to find Sawada Tsunayoshi; nothing else was within the scope of his thoughts.
"Oh, I knew coming this way was the right choice. Isn't it you, Gokudera? Hey, Gokudera, how have you been? It's been a long time." A bright voice came from atop the building. Gokudera Hayato looked up upon hearing that irritating voice.
Yamamoto Takeshi was sitting on the roof at some unknown time, holding a long blade, with a happy smile on his face.
Gokudera Hayato was instantly enraged: "Damn you, Scapula, why are you here?"
Yamamoto leaped down from above, light and nimble: "You say that, but if you can make it, why shouldn't I?"
Yamamoto didn't wait for Gokudera Hayato to speak, scanning the surroundings. "It seems we've arrived at roughly the same time, showing quite a bit of coordination."
In a flash, a shadow soared through the high sky. Sawada Tsunayoshi felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing the flames below, his Super Intuition began clashing wildly in his mind.
He saw the scene below at a single glance.
"Gokudera, Yamamoto, Senior Hibari, Mukuro!" Meeting old friends in a foreign land was just that joyful; Sawada Tsunayoshi even overcame his fear of heights to stand up and shout, gesturing wildly with excitement.
Gokudera Hayato's non-existent ears perked up, his eyes brightened as he looked up, becoming instantly excited: "Tenth Generation! Ahhh, it's the Tenth Generation!"
Yamamoto shouted, "Tsuna, I'm over here!"
Hibari Kyoya raised his cold eyes and gave a soft, smiling hum.
Rokudo Mukuro had a truly wicked smile on the corners of his mouth.
Gojo Satoru shouted, "What kind of scene is this? A happy ending?"
Teacher, once you find your organization, don't you dare forget us. I'm still waiting to become the Night Emperor together with you.
What Night Emperor? Gojo Satoru has added some strange setting again.
As the group descended, Sola's subordinates also gradually stopped their actions. Since everything was proceeding according to expectations, they waited for their leader's next command.
As for Sou, he had a different idea in mind.
He looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was surrounded by the crowd, a plan formed in his mind.
Finding the right moment, the Nouka in his head flew out, heading straight for the top of Sawada Tsunayoshi's head!
Haha, I'm coming for this new body.
Chapter 102: The Frail Class Assistant is a Mafia Big Shot 9
In fact, it wasn't that Sola's brain had suddenly malfunctioned when he attacked Sawada Tsunayoshi in front of everyone.
He had indeed thought it through carefully.
First, there are wolves, then there are tigers.
Aside from a few misfits, there was no combat power around him, he himself was not a powerful combatant either. The abilities of the body he had possessed were neither strong nor weak; he could manage as a boss, but if he were truly forced into combat, he would be finished.
Everyone around him possessed an extraordinary aura. Just Gojo Satoru alone was enough to make him be extremely cautious, now with the addition of Geto Suguru, not to mention that pervert is also here, it seems that pervert's companion has arrived as well.
He had a sense of restlessness that was spiraling out of control, an inexplicable impulse urged him to take action to change the situation, so he locked onto Sawada Tsunayoshi.
A youth who appeared quite ordinary to the naked eye, soft and harmless, possessing no oppressive power in his aura, which further served as proof of his safety.
The boy even had a good relationship with the pervert, the others also knew what the boy looked like, so seizing his body would be the most cost-effective approach.
As long as he hid well and took advantage of the opportunity to seize the body, no one would ever find out.
So, as stated above, let's do this!
After reducing his presence, he moved to a concealed position and waited for the perfect moment to launch himself forward, pouncing toward Sawada Tsunayoshi with both his body and his wits.
At the same time, to prevent others from interfering with him, he used several deceptive weapons, causing smoke to swirl all around and a sense of dizziness to envelop everyone.
A series of small gadgets aimed at Gojo Satoru followed in quick succession; although they were not over-the-top sealing tools like Ugetsu's, they were still capable of delaying Gojo Satoru for several breaths.
Murmurs sounded in Sawada Tsunayoshi's ears, all sorts of inexplicable colors appeared before his eyes. His brain began to spin, the world itself began to spin.
A chill raced up his spine to his head, causing the bewildered Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind to clear as he snapped back to consciousness, with a swing of his arm, he grabbed something.
Next, he witnessed a terrifying scene. The strange, elderly man grinned at him, his expression twisted and horrific: "Your vigilance is quite good, but this is where it ends!"
After he finished speaking, the old man's forehead opened up, revealing nothing but emptiness inside—no neural tissue, just a neat piece of brain matter, looking exactly like a pig's brain.
The brain matter shot out, Sawada Tsunayoshi recoiled in horror. Regardless of whether he could stop it or not, he had to get out of the way; who would dare grab that thing? It was too disgusting!
To grab it? Don't be ridiculous, you're giving him way too much credit, ahhhhhhh!
Reborn, ahhhhh, what is this thing?! Help meeeeeee!
Gokudera Hayato's voice drifted through the mist: "Tenth Generation, Tenth Generation, are you alright? Damn it, everyone get out of the way! If you hurt the Tenth Generation, I will personally send you straight to hell!"
The surging crimson flames swept away the white flames. Gokudera Hayato no longer cared about friend or foe; he had to reach Sawada Tsunayoshi's side immediately.
Three points of cold light arrived near Sawada Tsunayoshi's hands almost at the same time; the weapons of Rokudo Mukuro, Yamamoto, Hibari Kyoya clashed together with a crisp sound, but none of them managed to pierce that eerie piece of flesh.
Sawada Tsunayoshi froze in place, Gokudera Hayato rushed up as well, asking anxiously, "Tenth Generation!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi did not move.
Lambo was screaming, but Tsuna still showed no reaction.
Ieiri Shoko swept past Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru to rush to the front, thinking that Tsuna had been injured.
In fact, Sawada Tsunayoshi would have preferred facing three Byakuran, five Xanxus, or even twenty Reborn; seriously, that was already the most extreme scenario he could imagine. After all, those would be twenty Reborns, not twenty Chihuahuas.
Just now, even though it was only for a fleeting moment, he also felt something slippery and soft slide across his palm and then vanish.
What could be more terrifying than seeing a cockroach? It is when the cockroach disappears.
By the same logic, that Nouka might be in his palm, it might be on his clothes, it might have already started eating his brain tissue inside his head, or it might even be in his heart..
He is finished.
Thinking of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi lost all his strength and collapsed limply to the ground. Rokudo Mukuro cursed under his breath and used illusions to investigate. Yamamoto's expression was terrifyingly grim, the shadows casting over his eyes so deeply that no light could be seen within them.
A sudden surge of killing intent erupted from behind Hibari Kyoya, Gokudera Hayato's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fingers.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at everyone's grim expressions and wanted to endure it to comfort them by saying he was fine, but suddenly his eyes rolled back and he fainted. The last image before he closed his eyes was the worried gazes of everyone.
He wanted to say he was fine, that he was just disgusted, experiencing a kind of skin-crawling nausea.
However, in the next second, he passed out and fell into darkness.
In the blur, he felt as if he were sitting in a small boat, swaying unsteadily.
Following the current, Sawada Tsunayoshi wanted to open his eyes to see his surroundings, but his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and would not move. His consciousness gradually cleared.
No way, he didn't pass out from being nauseated, did he!
Don't be like this, it's too embarrassing.
Open your eyes quickly! That mass of flesh is still on his body; he must wake up immediately and drive that eerie thing away.
Drive it out.
Yes, an unknown creature has possessed him.
Nothing could be more terrifying than this. Feeling weak in the limbs, Sawada Tsunayoshi instantly felt as if he had consumed a massive dose of spinach, he immediately began to struggle, with some blurred sounds reaching his ears.
Tenth Generation.. this thing..
.. It's unsettling.. Let us handle it..
How bold.. what kind of thing is this..
.. Spare me..
After unremitting effort, Sawada Tsunayoshi finally opened his eyes, only to see a mass of pink Nouka being roasted over a fire, surrounded by about a dozen figures who appeared relaxed and at ease.
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and looked up, seeing only half the sky and half a face; he was lying in someone's arms, the embrace was very steady.
The person holding him noticed his gaze and said with pleasant surprise, "That's great, Tenth Generation, you're finally awake."
His voice drew the attention of the others, soon several people were standing in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi, successfully blocking his view of Suo.
A face that looked remarkably like Yamamoto leaned in, saying with a chuckle, "That's great. If you didn't wake up soon, I was going to slice that Nouka into a hundred pieces."
He always felt that this person used a kind face to say outrageous things, his personality was also similar to Yamamoto.
Sawada Tsunayoshi recognized them, he said hesitantly, "The First Generation, all the previous Leaders."
The blonde man standing in the first position gave a gentle and steady smile, reaching out to pull Sawada Tsunayoshi up, affectionately wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "I didn't expect to reunite in a setting like this. It's been a long time, Tenth Generation, how have you been?"
Tsuna replied subconsciously, "Oh, I'm doing alright, it's just.."
His eyes widened. "Wait, Nouka!"
The steady, red-haired man spoke, "You mean that unidentified creature that came in with you? We have already restrained him and begun the interrogation; I believe we will have answers soon."
Interrogation, interrogation, interrogation!
What a Port Mafia statement!
Sawada Tsunayoshi swallowed hard, meeting the First Generation Leader's gentle eyes. The other man said in a low, elegant voice, "No need to rush. Just treat this as a miraculous reunion; let's go over and have a chat first."
“Is that alright, Tenth Generation?”
The First Generation Leader's voice was gentle and his tone calm, the way he looked at him seemed to carry both anticipation and a faint, subtle pull, drawing a response from Sawada Tsunayoshi.
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt dizzy, without thinking much, he nodded, being led to another place by the First Generation Leader.
He seemed to have forgotten something.
Byakuran leaned lazily against the pillar, saying with some disdain, "That guy is lying to children again; he's hundreds of years old and still has no sense of shame."
The red-haired man gave him a warning glance.
Lanbao snorted, "What, am I wrong?"
G replied, "He certainly has his reasons; this is for the sake of the Tenth Generation."