[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

Misleading is the very essence of the magician's manipulation of the mind.

Wearing black top hats, their performance routines are nothing more than playing handkerchiefs at the beginning, changing into rabbits or white pigeons as a warm-up foreshadowing.Shuffle and transform poker at a speed that cannot be captured by the naked eye.The clumsy form is closely linked, and the messy playing cards dance with the deafening cheers.And the Great Transformation of the Lives, etc. are the finale dramas that set off the atmosphere to the climax, and they are brilliant.

and so……

What is the principle of performing a fire on the head.Tsunayoshi Sawada has never been able to understand why the brain circuit of a friend who is a bamboo horse is so tortuous, and at the same time he can look at himself innocently with those eyes full of June rain.

I came to the rescue.His eyes plausibly said so.

...well, thank you very much.The calming rain always calms the restless self.Even if most of the reasons come from this long-acquainted friend in front of him.Together they supported each other and staggered through the uneven paths made of bones and blood.It seems that as long as the three of them are together, time will always fly back to the era of junior high school.

But Yamamoto, you really don't want to add extra settings to me!

No matter how much the inner cry came out, it seemed that it couldn't reach the ears of Yamamoto who was talking happily with Vulcan.With his usual hearty smile, he told harmless lies without blushing or beating his heart.

"You also know that a magician alone cannot achieve a perfect performance, so there are many powerful companions behind Ganga."

"That sounds really good." Vulcan listened carefully, and from time to time looked at Tsunayoshi who stood aside with a colorful face.The admiration for the mysterious phenomenon that science can't yet explain hidden in it made him feel guilty and turn his eyes elsewhere.

Admiration makes those red pupils show a dazzling abundance.

And under the gaze of that gaze, his stomach convulsed with convulsions like a disturbed conscience.

"However, no matter where you go to perform, you must remember the location of the fire extinguisher and the escape exit." He found that once the other party put on the fireman's tone, the bright red pupils would settle down and turn into thick color blocks.That is the aftermath of walking through the raging flames and conquering the high temperature.

"I also admire your professionalism." He responded with a wry smile.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yamamoto's amiable expression at some point, and Shigure Kintoki who was holding Shigure Kintoki tightly in his hands behind him.Tsuna Yoshi subjectively conjectured that the other party must have forgotten the important business "because of a small loss".

"Mr. Vulcan, do you have something else to ask me?" He deliberately reminded Vulcan about the dark-haired young man who had gone erratically before.

The string tied around the wrist and the long golden tassels hanging down are as simple and delicate as a gift from God.It was as if someone had ignited a burning flame in his mind, and he almost forgot that crucial question.

"Sawada, can you see that Tsurumaru-san means..."

He is in the same situation as himself?

Tick.

The content after the explanation was interrupted by the sudden icy raindrops falling on his face.He raised his head in a daze and looked up at the sunny day when the sun was shining brightly just now.But now leaden gray clouds had piled up above the sky, and they were being attacked by countless arrow-like transparent rains.

At the beginning, it was just dripping, and then it evolved into countless thin lines.

"Oh, what a pity." Gang Ji sighed indifferently.At some point, a man with a combed hair and a suit and leather shoes with straw in his mouth brought two umbrellas.Standing beside him was a man in a raven-colored diamond-striped bathrobe, whose pure black hair was about to be hidden under an umbrella of the same color.Then the man who used a lot of hairspray to fix it, and the man whose hairstyle remained unchanged under the erosion of the pouring rain, handed one of them to Vulcan.

"It's raining heavily." The height implicitly determines the person holding the umbrella.Tsuna guitar, who was standing close to Yamamoto, said in a warm voice, his face was obscured by the hot and humid mist.

"Go back quickly, don't catch a cold." Yamamoto chimed in, the knuckles of his fingers holding the umbrella handle were abrupt.

He turned the bamboo knife to rest on his waist.

The moment the umbrella was opened, the black curtain blocked the attack of the rain.

"Thank you very much for lending my umbrella, Zetian." Vulcan nodded to the man who handed him the umbrella to express his gratitude. He noticed that the man in kimono at the side of the plane's head was giving him a cold glance, and then he said nothing. Look away.The rain showed no sign of stopping at all, but the thought track that was still organized just now seemed to be calmed by the rain without warning, and the clear consciousness was stuck and dull.

"Let's talk next time, Lord Vulcan."

Vulcan nodded: "Then put the umbrella here first, thank you."

The figure of the other party quickly disappeared into the dense forest surrounded by milky white mist.

Now, the whole world is full of blue rain.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned half of his body on his friend as if relaxing, and sighed wearily.

"It was a timely rain."

"Well, after all, Gang is not good at lying." The free hand patted his shoulder comfortingly, and Yamamoto looked at the ring on his middle finger, which was quietly burning with blue flames.

"Have you degenerated again, Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

Skylark, who had been reticent for a long time, finally spoke with a cold face.

Tsuna Kichi replaced his answer with a helpless smile.In his heart, he secretly denies the other party's "species degeneration theory" that is consistent and self-contained.After all, he can now have a few drinks and have a good chat with the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee of Bingsheng Zhong, who once gave him countless strange feelings of fear at a certain stage.

Not the kind that swaggers at each other.

Deep or shallow gullies have been formed on the ground at the feet.He thought of the black-haired young man who was immersed in gloom and was neither a human nor a ghost just now.The pure white color is extremely disproportionate to his hair color, but it unexpectedly fits the sensual temperament he brings to him.Like a crane that has just spread its wings from dirty blood, it pecks at ominous things with its sharp and hard black beak.

"Can Hibari-senpai and Yamamoto see those things?"

This kind of miraculous thing can't stand being the only one to see it.

He shrugged his shoulders and asked in an almost timid tone: "There is also that man with black hair and white clothes."

"Yes, but it's very vague." Yamamoto looked at his colleague inquiringly, "Skylark should feel the same way."

It's that kind of... the feeling that the field of vision is covered with a thick and even layer of fog, and it feels like it's not far away.

He racked his brains to hold back such words, and waited for Skylark's affirmation with expectant eyes.

As Yu's accomplice, Fuyun replied with a disdainful nasal voice.

"What a poor metaphor." It seemed that the eerie laughter of the pineapple leaves swaying in the wind could be heard behind her.He coldly glanced at Takeshi Yamamoto, whose metaphor was so rotten that it was even worse than expired canned fruit.

"However." Yamamoto pursed his lips, and the love sword behind his back returned to his hand in a daze.

The soft cloth covering the sword faded away, and the smooth blade was translucent and sharp.

Like the night sky before dawn.

"I can only be sure that Vulcan has something to do with this matter." He scratched his hair, "Next time I will ask clearly."

"I'll be mad if I break it."

"After all, Shiyu Jinshi is something my father left me." Although the tone was frivolous, those amber pupils were as deep as an ancient well.

Although the current situation does not show any clues.

Caressing the blade through the fabric, he thought optimistically.

"Zhe, let's go."

The rain that dripped from the eaves of the umbrella landed on the lark's neck exactly.

"Don't let me down, Tsunayoshi Sawada." Rumo's black hair was blown up, stroking his firm side face and casting a shadow on his forehead.

A ray of light is breaking through the dense dark gray clouds, gradually revealing its edge.

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The rain came without warning.Vulcan was glad that Gangji had borrowed an umbrella for him just now, otherwise he would be the same as those pedestrians on the street who were soaked and caught off guard by the shower.The water in the pit was stepped on under the feet, and small splashes were splashed.It wasn't until the soles of his shoes were completely soaked that he realized that his memory of walking in the rain was almost blurred.What is now replaced in my mind is the blazing heat that will burn the skin.

The rain is getting weaker, and the thin filaments like smog are hitting the head and covering the face.Accidentally, he bumped into someone while holding an umbrella that blocked most of his vision.If it wasn't for Vulcan's sharp eyes and quick hands to pull him, the other party might have fallen to the ground on the spot.

Originally, he was still slandering in his heart, "This is too exaggerated, hey", but when he touched the hard bone that could clearly be touched under the skin, Vulcan forcefully killed that thought in his stomach.The other party was really too thin, not taller than his shoulders by visual inspection, and the slightly hunched back made him look even more petite and frail.Although it may not be so appropriate to use it on the boy this time, Vulcan feels that he can lift him with one hand without any effort.

"Are you okay? Sorry!" Vulcan let go of the slender wrist in a panic, for fear that he would break it if he got excited.

At the same time, he faintly smelled the smell of disinfectant from the boy.

"It's okay, I didn't see the way myself."

The boy waved his hands shyly, his collarbone protruding from the wide collar.

He felt that the other party was not fluent in Japanese.

Intuition is sometimes not so effective, so Vulcan tentatively said a few English words.

Unexpectedly, there was a look of surprise on the other party's almost transparent pale face.His hazel eyes fluttered, and a string of fluent English just fell straight into Vulcan's ear.

It made his cranium buzz.

"Calm down." He couldn't help taking a few steps back.Unexpectedly, the boy is not tall, but his voice is quite loud.

"Did you get separated while traveling with your family?" Good hearing allowed him to accurately capture the key meaning the other party wanted to express.

The boy also realized his gaffe, he coughed lightly: "Yes."

"Have you been to the police station?"

"Not yet, I don't know where it is. The phone is also lost."

Lowering his shoulders as if giving up, Kagami saw the boy's hair that had been bruised from the rain.

"I'll go with you." Vulcan said, while holding the umbrella in the direction of the boy.

"Wow, then you are really kind!" He jumped happily without any warning.

"That's right!" The teenagers suddenly asked as they walked side by side on the sidewalk.

"I haven't asked your name yet, uncle."

Big, uncle...? !

Vulcan felt his forehead twitch.

"I'm only 20 years old, okay?" Vulcan said angrily as he knocked on the opponent's head.

"...Really." The boy showed an expression of disbelief, which made him even more angry.

"Sorry, sorry. I've always been used to calling men older than me 'uncle'."

Vulcan sighed: "I doubt if you were beaten by a girl before."

"Eh, no. As a gentleman, he treats all women equally and takes good care of them."

It was only then that Vulcan noticed that the other party's English had a special upward curling sound.

The sight from above his head was so obvious that the boy had to raise his head and look straight at Vulcan: "I'm Italian."

When he said this, Vulcan realized that the temperature in the other party's tone suddenly dropped.

"Ah, I saw the police station!" The boy suddenly yelled, tugging on Vulcan's clothes.

At the same time, his icy fingertips unconsciously brushed the red string on Vulcan's wrist.

"Tell me my name quickly! You are my benefactor."

"Hey, shouldn't you give your own name before asking someone else's name?" Vulcan sighed with a headache.

"Vulcan is me."

As punishment for being rude, he ruffled the boy's soft flaxen hair.

"Then, thank you! Big brother." He jumped up the steps in front of the police station in one step and two steps, and he saluted Vulcan playfully.

Vulcan laughed angrily at the boy's arbitrary words and deeds: "Hey, where's your name?"

In an instant, a clear voice that belonged to his youth and had not changed his voice came from the rain curtain in front of his vision, and he noticed that the other party had a black knife pinned under the wide hem of his clothes at some point.

"Galan."

"My name is Jia Lan."

Vulcan felt that there must be something wrong with his eyes.

He blinked hard again, but there was nothing beside him.

"I'm going in, big brother." Garan waved his hand vigorously, then turned around and disappeared into the automatic door that opened and closed.

His fingers touched the knife tent in his pocket, and Vulcan suddenly remembered an extremely important thing.

Too bad, the dishcloth on Yamabaki's body was still drying on the balcony.

He quickened his pace.

The author has something to say:

Currently known information includes:

1. A total of () knives appeared in this article.

2. People in Vengley don't like to talk well, and Vulcan thinks that he has learned Japanese in vain.

3. Yamabuchi repeatedly rejected Vulcan's proposal to buy him new cloth.

4. Teenagers are very concerned about their bloodlines.

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Sure enough, as soon as I wrote the episode, I forgot the plot of the main story qwq (don’t slap your face

I don't know if I haven't updated for so long, will I be abandoned by the treasures (guilt

Regarding the hidden information in this chapter, feel free to guess ww to see if your super intuition is right :)

The toy car that was driven out by desperate efforts has been put in the group, if you need it, you can check it by yourself (please don't hold out too much hope!

Special thanks!

Mojiu :)