[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

"From the future, guest?"

Reborn put down the coffee cup in his hand with a confused expression, the bottom of the cup touched the table with a soft crisp sound.

After listening to Yamamoto's report, and Tsuna Yoshita tacitly admitted that it was indeed the fact that the two had seen with their own eyes, everyone fell silent in unison.In the huge conference room, only the whirring of the central air conditioner that was blowing cold air could be heard, which even overwhelmed the deliberately low breathing of everyone present out of professional habits.

"According to the processed images of the few non-human and non-ghost knife-wielding monsters sent by Mr. Zhengyi, combined with the knife marks on the corpses of mafia cadres salvaged in Tokyo Bay, it can be roughly inferred... "Gangji changed his mouth calmly.

"No, it should be very sure."

Although Bailan Jesso, who was once imprisoned by the blessing of the ability to peek into parallel worlds, followed closely behind the uninvited Government of Time to parachute into this world.Those dangerous creatures that are neither human nor ghost, and are full of miasma are probably caused by mistakes when they were transforming time and space.

The uneasiness brought about by this absurd unknown made Tsuna a little uneasy.He even temporarily forgot that, as a leader, if he showed emotional fluctuations in front of family members, even if they were so subtle that they could be ignored, they could still be noticed by the family members who lived together day and night.

At the same time that Peng Lie's super intuition issued a piercing siren, Gang Ji received an unkind knife from the consultant outside the door.

Being stared at a little hairy, Tsunaki held on to his insufficient willpower and stopped the undercurrent in his heart.

cheer up me.He sighed secretly.

Prison Temple, who had been sitting securely in his seat, obviously couldn't stay still anymore.He is well aware of how hard his leader has been working these days, not only running around the meetings of the major alliances, but also bearing the pressure from cadres from all sides alone.At this moment, the tailor-made suits were slightly oversized due to the sharp drop in weight of the other party.

Don't be anxious, after all, I have been officially assisting Judaimu, who I swore to give all my allegiance to, for five years.Time has polished his sharp and protruding thorns, and extinguished his flammable and easily provoked personality by the way.

He is like an inkstone, the square edges and corners have been polished clean and smooth.

"Judaime, about the man I met at the history museum earlier."

The long silence made the prison temple hoarse, and he coughed lightly.

Tsunade nodded, motioning for him to continue.

"I can't see the face clearly. The illusion ability is unknown but the level is quite high. It seems to be Amerai's people. There are subordinates with superb swordsmanship..." He opened the information obtained from Yamamoto's dictation quite naturally.Although he was confused, and the other party's description could even be called bullshit, but Guisi still relied on his powerful information filtering ability and the patience to keep pace with the times to sort out everything that happened in the history museum in the future. A methodical report was made.

His emerald green pupils were like a calm pool of water, until his eyes fell on the last line.

It was like throwing a stone into water, causing ripples.

"...The self-proclaimed God Judge."

As if in response to his words, the huge screen in front of him suddenly jumped out of the personal information of Vulcan Taiwo.

And the line of words at the top just echoes the beginning and the end.

"Hey, there are actually two interrogators?" Lan Bo couldn't help exclaiming.

"Ah, this is troublesome." Yamamoto shrugged his shoulders, but the depths of his eyes were as dark as an ancient well.

One side is a mysterious enemy whose ability is unpredictable, but whose existence is enough to threaten Pengo Li's safety.

On the other hand, there is a professional basketball player who retired due to injury during his high-spirited golden age.Although his current occupation is a firefighter who haunts major fires, he can command the gods attached to the sword that ordinary people cannot see.

"Gang." The extremely oppressive atmosphere was slightly relieved after Reborn spoke.

"According to your judgment, is Vulcan the Great Self worthy of trust?"

He narrowed his steel-gray eyes at Tsunaki.

As a qualified teacher, now his identity has been changed to an outside consultant, and he still tirelessly throws various difficult problems to his students.Because he believes that in front of his students, everything will be easily solved.

Unknown enemies, like the future poured with blood and corpses, they need an opportunity to take the lead.

And that opportunity, which hides infinite potential, is like a spark of fire, and it burns to the Vulcan Dago in a frenzy.

Tsuna, who has stumbled and wandered the world for five years, naturally understands the deep meaning behind Reborn's question.In the gray area between black and white, it is difficult to discern the hidden mask in time to a large extent.

It can be an alliance that is as strong as gold, or it can be at each other's guns in just a blink of an eye.

It can be to abide by the spirit of the contract swearingly, or to weave lies in private without flaws.

and so.

Vulcan Da I can be a hero who sacrifices his life to save people in the fire scene, or he can be a vicious villain who consumes other people's lives at will.

The super intuition made a piercing warning sound in his head.

After a long silence, strands of golden light gradually rose from Tsunaji's brown pupils.

"I don't know." He took a deep breath.

His eyes swept across his trusted family members, and finally fell on Reborn.

The answer is already there.

"However, I choose to believe." It was a final word.

The smile melted the ice in Reborn's eyes, spreading into little stars.

"Since the leader has said so." He glanced at everyone, and no one objected.

"Then, let's invite Vulcan Tai as a guest at home tomorrow."

"Eh-"

What is this God unfolding? !

"Show him, by the way, what 'Ultra! Superior Mafia hospitality' is."

He scratched Leon, who was obediently lying on his hands, and gave the order irrefutably.

Obviously he is the leader, but Tsunayoshi still trembling in the face of Reborn: ... What kind of hospitality is this, no one can survive! ! !

Sure enough, Tsunayoshi Sawada has never been a model for facing difficulties, but was simply driven by Reborn to put the duck on the shelves.

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He received an invitation text message from Gang Ji at noon the next day.The content of the text message is very Tsunakichi's style, the wording is humble and polite, and there is no flaw.But after Qing Guang saw it, he shook his head firmly: "Don't go."

"Why." Vulcan was a little puzzled.

Sanriyue, who occasionally wants to switch flavors on a whim, is sipping a Coke with a few cubes of ice gracefully.

His throat was soured by the bubbles of the carbonated drink, he squinted his eyes for a while before opening his mouth slowly.

"At the Hongmen banquet, there is never a lack of good wine and delicacies."

Yamabasaki stood aside, holding the knife, without making a sound.

Even if Yamaba didn't say anything, the obstruction in his eyes clearly gave the answer.Vulcan's eyes fell on those few lines again.Before they parted on the day they picked up Tsukimune, he and Tsunakichi exchanged email addresses.There was a trace of softness in the opponent's eyes, although it quickly disappeared at the end of the eyes, but Vulcan firmly believed that it was not an illusion.

Because Tsuna had the same expression when he mentioned that Yamamoto was his family.

The other party's invitation this time is not so much a grand banquet with hidden murderous intentions, but a door in front of him.As for whether to choose to stand still, or choose to push open the door.

Vulcan had already buried the answer in his heart.

He swiped his finger on the phone screen a few times and pressed the send button.

"Yeah, courage is commendable." Sanriyue nodded approvingly, and took another can of carbonated drink.

"Let's have curry tonight." Vulcan checked the ingredients in the refrigerator and asked for their opinions.

Qing Guang held his chin and muttered: "I have no objection, you won't listen to Master anyway."

"No way." Vulcan retorted immediately, "But pudding must not be a staple food! Did you hear that, Kiyomitsu?"

"cut."

"Hahahahaha, very good. Curry is also very delicious."

Mikayue, who had nothing to do with herself, cheerfully pulled the buckle on the drink lid.

Countless bubbles burst out at that moment.

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Vulcan was stirring the curry in the pot while tilting his head to watch the live broadcast of the game on TV.Doing simple circle movements, the rich aroma of curry obviously did not play any role, because the pair of pomegranate eyes never left the screen.

The game is coming to an end, and the competition is unprecedentedly fierce.Every team races against the clock within a limited time, and seizes every opportunity to score.

In order not to miss every scoring moment, Vulcan simply turned the fire to the minimum and let the curry simmer slowly on the stove, while he sat on the sofa in the living room to watch.Watching and watching, his thoughts uncontrollably drifted back to the time when he was galloping on the field along a certain set track.

In the basketball arena where blacks are kings, the discriminated Asians can only use their strength to convince each other.Facing the strict defense of the other team's players, his dunks at that time turned all doubts into deafening cheers and worship.

Then...then?He was in a daze.

Those cheers gradually moved away from him, and slowly turned into cold and merciless mechanical sounds.

Sometimes when he was alone, he couldn't help thinking: If he hadn't been injured, and the injury wasn't so serious, would I have fulfilled the promise I made when I parted with Heizi and the others?

...But, I haven't thought about such a thing for a long time.Vulcan was startled.

When did it start?

Probably... It started when Qingguang and the others moved into their own home without any explanation.

Although it was intimidating at first, and helping to become a Buddha sounded like a hell of a hassle, it wasn't that bad after you got used to it.

Laughing at himself for thinking wildly like a bad old man, Vulcan suddenly smelled a smell of burnt food.His professional acumen made him jump off the sofa and head straight for the kitchen.

"Oops, oops! I was so busy watching the game that I forgot...!" Vulcan, who wanted to make up for it, found that his curry was steaming on the stove without any signs of burning.

But the strong burnt smell really hit Vulcan's nose.And the kitchen window could still see wisps of black smoke. Vulcan poked his head out following the source of the smoke, only to discover that the smoke was from the kitchen next door.

next door……

——Isn’t it the Sawada family? !

He handed the spoon to Yamabachi, grabbed a towel and dipped it in water, and hurriedly rushed to the next door.Regardless of being polite or impolite, he hastily knocked hard on the door and called Tsunaki's name loudly.

"Zawatian! Zetian!" But no one answered for a long time.

Just when he was at a loss and was about to break in directly, the door opened.

"Cough cough...cough, Huo, Vulcan Lord?" As soon as the door was opened, a puff of thick smoke with a pungent burnt smell rushed towards him. Tsunaki obviously inhaled too much harmful gas and was choked. He couldn't even speak. clear.Vulcan covered Tsuna's mouth with the wet towel he brought just now, then covered his nose, held his breath and went straight to the kitchen where the smoke alarm kept ringing.

Seeing the blazing flames on the oil pan, Vulcan immediately understood in his heart.The fire was not too big, it was just that the rising smoke was pretending to be powerful. Vulcan quickly picked up the lid to cover the pot and cut off the gas source.

It wasn't until Gang Ji opened the windows of the house that the thick smoke that spread almost everywhere slowly dissipated, and the harsh sound of the alarm also stopped.

"...you can perfectly blend tomato scrambled eggs with the pot, Zetian, you are probably No. 1." Glancing at the unrecognizable pot and the black and unidentified object on it, the corner of Vulcan's mouth twitched.

I don't want to either! !Gangji groaned inwardly.If Reborn hadn't held a gun to his head, and said seriously that only by cooking himself can he show Vengley's sincerity, he wouldn't take the risk of his whole body being on fire in the kitchen!

"However, thank you, Vulcan-kun." Tsuna touched his nose and apologized embarrassedly.

Looking around at the mess around him, when his eyes fell on Tsunayoshi's face blackened by the smoke, Vulcan couldn't help laughing.

"Let me help too." He rolled up his sleeves, looking energetic.

The author has something to say:

Currently known information includes:

1. Vulcan does not let Sanriyue drink too much carbonated drinks, he thinks it will cause osteoporosis.

2. Sanriyue is very satisfied with Vulcan's cooking skills, although in fact he doesn't care about the quality of the food.

3. Afterwards, the pot of curry was finally baked with the help of Yamabukiri, and the taste was not bad.

4. An important reason for choosing to believe in Vulcan is that Tsuna thinks he is really a gentle and powerful person.

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Thank you for the birthday wishes everyone, really touched :)

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I hope that 27 and Huoshen can face various problems together in the future, although it is just a common thing like cooking at present 23333