[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

Tsunayoshi Sawada has not seen Kagami Taiga for a week.

The cell phone was left alone, with no new text messages or calls.And the most recent item displayed in the inbox is just some irrelevant greetings.He was almost squeezed dry by heavy work, and he suddenly realized this today.

The documents on the table were piled high, and the coffee in hand had cooled down.Even though he worked nonstop, the paper that was as solid as the Leaning Tower of Pisa showed no signs of collapsing or shrinking.Work is like signing an unequal treaty with the cells of his whole body. Even if he moves to live on Mars, those documents filled with beautiful cursive characters will land on his desk without any mistakes in the spaceship superior.

His eyes drifted to the phone unconsciously, and the always dark screen seemed to indicate the depressed mood of the holder.Gang Ji sighed, his little lion keenly sensed the emotional fluctuations of his master, and quickly jumped onto the stack of short documents at hand, pawing lightly with his paws, and growling incessantly.

"Did Natsu miss him too?" He caressed the little lion's head, and Xiang Weapon murmured comfortably.

His fingertips were tickled by the soft fluff, and he said softly, "Me too."

·

A month ago, Gangji confessed his feelings to the other party.

He swears that it was the most embarrassing time for him after he set foot in this black and white chaotic world.none of them.The brown-haired godfather faltered and hawed, and he didn't look like he was at the negotiating table at all.The hand on the side is almost tense enough to tear down the pants.

If Reborn was around, he wouldn't hesitate to hit him on the head.

With that in mind, he spoke with the determination to die.

"Vulcan-kun, are we going to be together?"

There was no foreshadowing, and even some words without beginning and end, which made the tip of his tongue froze.

Wearing a dark apron, the man who was stirring the soup in the pot stopped what he was doing.The other party's guava-colored eyes always reminded him of the beaches in Florida, warm and warm.But now, the other party showed a puzzled look on his face, and he still kept his hand holding the spoon, staring at him blankly.

"...Eh? What are you talking about, Sawada?"

I'm speaking Japanese.Gangji slandered in his heart.

He walked slowly in front of Vulcan, put his hands on the kitchen countertop, raised his face and looked straight at him.

"I want you to be my...companion."

His tone was firm, but his heart was like a typhoon passing by, causing big waves on the originally calm sea.

"Don't, don't make such jokes!" The rich aroma of the soup mixed with the heat rushed towards his face, making Vulcan blush quickly.He averted his eyes and closed the lid of the pot unnaturally.

"It's not a joke." A metaphorical helpless voice came from the ear, and the ending was a little hoarse.

Immediately, Vulcan felt a slender and callused hand resting on his shoulder, and before he knew it, the other person had grown to a height where he could look at him.It feels like not long ago that Tsuna, who occasionally fell into a depressed situation because of her inability to grow taller, can now meet those soft and honey-colored pupils without bowing her head.

"I like you, Lord Vulcan."

At that moment, Vulcan seemed to be in the deep sea.Countless lights shattered by the waves rippling around, he couldn't breathe normally, he could only overflow more bubbles from his mouth.

Vulcan lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and silently turned the fire to the minimum.

"The soup is ready, Zetian." The voice was muffled.

Seeing his attitude, Gangji immediately understood.In any case, he didn't think about the other party's reaction.Tsuna even thought to himself that being confessed by a man was as disgusting as being forced to eat dark food that was almost Biyangqi, and being held by the throat and not allowed to spit it out.

The stomach suddenly burned, and Tsuna quietly withdrew his hand.

"Sorry, this is actually..." It was just a joke.

Words stuck in throat.Not voluntarily, but a hand over his mouth.

"Ah."

"Eh?" Gangji thought he had heard wrong.

"I said yes!" From the tail of the hair to the back of the ear, everything was dyed a mess of red.As if to enhance its credibility, he said it aloud somewhat exasperatedly.

This time it was Gangji's turn to be stunned.There seemed to be an indirect malfunction in the brain, and he repeatedly chewed the meaning of this answer in his heart.The malfunctioning gears began to spin up, and Tsuna, who understood what the other party meant, felt shy and covered her face.

Obviously he took the initiative to confess, but in the end he felt embarrassed first.

Vulcan couldn't help chuckling.

"Don't, don't laugh, I was so nervous just now that I almost suffocated!"

"Sorry, sorry." After saying it twice, Vulcan kissed the other person's hair, and the scent of shampoo with honey and green lemon half-opened made him feel a faint sweetness in his throat.

There was a warm touch from the top of his head, and Tsuna stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the back of his neck, and the place where his fingertips touched was almost burned by the high temperature.

"If you're really sorry..."

He tried to probe with his lips.

The other party did not dodge, and accepted this clean and pure kiss with nothing else.

Then Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that his whole body, from the inside to the outside, seemed to be wrapped in flames, with scalding heat.

"Eh...my lord?"

When the two looked up to see who the visitor was, they saw Hasebe's face froze, all the ingredients they were carrying fell to the ground, and the round potatoes rolled straight to Vulcan's feet.

Yao Yan, who was full of mobility, quickly covered his younger brother Wu Hutui's eyes without changing his expression.

"Yaoyan, what's the matter?" Wuhu Tui, whose eyes suddenly went dark, wondered.

The calm Zitong caught a glimpse of Hasebe who had already put his hand on the body, Yaken said indifferently: "You will be kicked by the horse, Hasebe."

Hasebe expressionless: "Are you trying to exhaust Ma to death?"

He is obviously a god, but is such a small belly really good?Tsunaki, who was almost hunted down by those Fusangshen who were "eager to protect" under the guise of "drilling", thought with lingering fear.However, now that the relationship has been determined.

Even if it's a god, there's nothing you can do about it.

Silently tightening the captured net, the brown pupils clearly reflected the opponent's appearance.He was in such a happy mood that even the corners of his mouth were raised in excitement.

want to touch him.

want to kiss him.

think……?

The filthy desire is like a red tide expanding wantonly, almost swallowing him into it.

·

Originally thought that as long as the confession was successful, everything would go smoothly step by step.In fact, it was not the case, and Tsuna was surprised that they had made no progress except for that feather-light kiss.Even sleeping in the same bed ended with a simple good night.Depressed, Tsuna hurried back to Italy because of the recent rampant human experiments. After saying goodbye, she just hugged each other and hurried on the plane.

The heat of the other party still remained on the body.Through the thin fabric, Tsuna felt that the other party seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and could even touch his ribs.Speaking of which, his appetite has also become smaller recently. He could have eaten thirty teriyaki burgers with cheese, but now he only ordered fifteen, and he packed most of the leftovers home.

Lord Vulcan, is there something unspeakable?

Is it...

Did he regret the promise he made that day?

Peng Gelexin I, who was also troubled by this, was quickly pointed at the forehead by a consultant outside his house, so he had to devote all his energy to work for the time being.Even though his behavior style can be regarded as a moderate faction with the supremacy of peace, in fact, the strength of the leader himself is no less than that of the guardians of the humanoid self-propelled fighter jets.

He is extremely disgusted with all kinds of black market transactions, and it took him a few years to gradually put his family on the right track of whitewashing.The benefit of legal means of earning money to strengthen the family is minimal, but it is not a bad thing to have a long stream of water.

Although there are always people who don't have that patience.

The drug trade that cannot be tolerated under any system, or the human experiment that will be criticized and dreaded by future generations.There are always people who take various risks and are swallowed by reason and conscience by the vortex of desire.

Alone, he went straight to the underground laboratory of the enemy family, which had been destroyed beyond recognition by the prison temple with a small time bomb.Just like the mess after Kuang Lan crossed the border, only the research room where the confidential documents are kept is still intact and has not been affected.Jin Tong coldly scanned the stacks of neatly stacked documents, countless characters and symbols danced in his eyes.He used the smart contact lens made by Spana to transmit all the data back to the headquarters in the blink of an eye.

He detested experiments that disregarded human rights and morality.Even if the vast majority of the subconscious reason is that his childhood was completely spent in the human experiment base, the torture and pain experienced by ordinary people are unimaginable.

After confirming that all the data had been transferred, Tsuna ignited the ring calmly, and the dancing flames fell on the flammable paper.From the beginning when the tongue of fire kissed the blackened and yellowed corners, everything was lost in the raging flames afterwards.

The black cloak transformed into a box weapon blocked part of the flames, and when he just turned around and took a step, he realized something was wrong.

The ground under his feet was no longer solid ground, but turned into a wet swamp by countless scarlet eyes.The bright fire just now disappeared and turned into endless darkness, as if everything had melted and reassembled, and countless color blocks were scattered into discordant shapes, sweeping towards him in an engulfing formation.

Illusion?

As an existence standing at the pinnacle of the world, it has long been commonplace for Tsuna to be assassinated.

However, since he took over, he has rarely been caught in the situation of being caught in the perception of illusion.Tsunayoshi, who has always been calm and composed, ignited the flame in the ring again, and at the same time, a high concentration of the flame of the sky was also ignited on his forehead.

With the help of the propulsion of the flames, he quickly left the black and sticky monster writhing all over its body far behind.Just when he thought the enemy's tricks had come to an end, his field of vision suddenly widened.

A sea appeared in front of him.

The azure sky and sea level are separated by an azure line.Just as he was feeling that among the illusionists there was no shortage of poet-like romantics, two figures approached not far away.

The vast sea is calm and calm, and the footprints left on the beach in different shades stretch in rows, but they are quickly swept away by successive waves.Two figures, one tall and one lower, approached gradually.His natural intuition made him feel complicated emotions welling up in his chest before he could see the faces of the two of them clearly, and even his golden-brown eyes were stained with a little confusion.

A woman with long black hair, wearing a light-colored dress, with a shy and happy expression on her face, is arming the person beside her.The slightly fishy sea breeze lifted the woman's skirt slightly, and the light shone through the misty and thin clouds, and sprinkled on the person beside the woman whose dark hair was rippling with warm colors from head to tail.

what happened?

A sense of weightless dizziness hit him.

what on earth is it?

He wanted to rush to those two people and question them loudly, but his feet seemed to be immobilized as if they were immobilized.They seem to have an indestructible barrier around them, filled with an atmosphere of happiness and despair.

"... Lord Vulcan?" He finally froze his tongue, uttering the name he had called countless times with difficulty.

To his surprise, the sound that almost trembled and disappeared into the air at the end reached the other party's ears.Normally speaking, trapped in the illusion constructed by the illusionist, he is just a bystander, without the ability to change or influence its progress.

The fiery red eyes looked at him without warmth.

Tsunayoshi only heard a familiar voice say in a tone without any ups and downs——

"It's only natural that I prefer to marry a woman more than a man."

He could only hear the silent sound of waves beating his heart.

Then the whole body sank into the thick ink overlapping seabed.

·

The afterglow of the setting sun was scattered by the huge floor-to-ceiling windows built into the room, and sprinkled all over the floor.The living room of the leader who ruled Vongola was a suffocating silence.

"Judaime has been in a coma for three days..."

It could be seen that Hayato Gagoji was trying his best to restrain his emotions.He kept pinching the flesh on the back of his hand, telling himself to calm down.

On the huge bed lay the young King Pengelexin I.His eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he seemed to be asleep.And the real reason is well known to those present.Ever since he was slapped by the enemy's hidden illusionist last time, Tsunayoshi Sawada has fallen into a comatose state.

As for whether life is in danger, Shamar's answer is ambiguous.

It's impossible to say.

If you are not careful, you may die in a dream constructed by others.

After closing the door, Shamar lit a cigarette.The prison temple on the side couldn't help but glared at him several times.

Although the black market doctor's statement is exaggerated, even Peng Lie Wushou and his disciples, who are known as the most powerful illusionists in the world, are still at a loss for this symptom.Zetian Tsunayoshi's powerful strength makes his mental fluctuations inaccessible, and he rejects all temptations as heresy.What is ironic is that the illusionist who performs the spell is not capable enough to match Kirimori Liudaoku, and the illusion can be unlocked only by giving hints related to it.

"No matter how many years have passed, I'm still just as stupid." The young tutor mocked mercilessly.

In the iron-gray eyes, he caught a glimpse of red at the corner, and he felt the heat brought by the approaching approach.

"And now, there is actually someone who will accompany him to commit stupidity."

"It's really stupid."

He let out a meaningful sigh.

The author has something to say:

What will happen if they confess to each other?

——The bathroom produced this episode.

Nothing to do with the text!Nothing to do with the text!Nothing to do with the text! (Important things are said three times

Please treat them as two people in a parallel world!

There are a total of two extras!Please pay special attention to a little stream of consciousness!

The rest are still being tightened up, including the very difficult baby carriage (wiping away tears

In fact, both of them are very straight straight men, and the way of thinking about problems is straight to the end.

I'll post it when my general framework is straightened out!