[Tutor Fog Cloud] Wrong reincarnation

...What's with this weird feeling of being stuffed with dog food?It's like who doesn't have a boyfriend!

G, who still felt a little physically unwell until after school, walked beside Tsuna with a cold face.

"Nothing happened at school today..." Yamamoto said casually, showing off the face of a certain first generation happily.

"En." Gangji replied in a somewhat dejected manner: What should I do? If the identification is not made today, then there are only four days left.

"Then, I'll go shopping in the commercial street with Youni first." Kyoko said with a smile at the crossroads.

"Well, please also tell auntie for me, I will rush back before dinner."

"I see!" After reacting, Gangji nodded to express his understanding.

"Then, I will take my leave first." Yamamoto walked to the right first and said with a smile: "Call me if there is any special situation, Gang."

"Then we're leaving too." Yoni and Kyoko also walked to the left together.

"Well, goodbye everyone."

He said with a smile, and then continued to walk forward with Prison Temple.

Tsuna didn't notice it, and Youni looked back with some worry.

Although today's prison temple gentleman is very calm and calm, giving people a very reliable feeling, but I always feel...

On the way home, Gangji looked at the side face of the prison temple and secretly thought: He is still a little different from the usual one...

Heh, really can't hide it?

Staying in Vengley's ring, Giotto, who understood Gang Ji's inner thoughts, couldn't help but smile: G, this time you really miscalculated for these children.

"What's the matter, Judaime?" Noticing that Tsunakichi had been staring at him, Gokuji couldn't help asking.

"That..." Stopping, Tsuna hesitated for a while before speaking: "That... Prison Lord..."

"The tenth generation." Sensing something, Yuji interrupted Tsunayoshi's words, and the brows that had been stretched today were rarely frowned, and then stretched out his hands to block Sawada Tsunayoshi behind him.

"Ju Si, I was taken care of by you yesterday." After pinching his knuckles and making a crisp sound, a black-haired young man with a ponytail came out leading a group of people: "But today, I won't let you act recklessly again." go down."

"No matter how strong you are in fighting, in the face of such a large number of people, you will be powerless to fight."

As he said that, a group of people behind the man stepped forward and surrounded the prison temple and Gangji.

"Heh." Looking at the group of gangsters with disdain, Guisi threw down his uniform bag and rushed forward without hesitation, clenched his fists and knocked them all down.

"It's amazing." Standing aside, looking at the prison temple knocking everyone to the ground one by one, Gangji praised in surprise.

"So that's how it is." Footsteps sounded, and the cat, who had been looking for a long time in the bushes of the park, was finally driven over by the jail temple who was told by the wind that he had been tricked. : "Worthy of being the guardian of the first Arashi, G."

"Ah? This is the words of the prison temple master..." Tsuna looked in surprise at the prison temple walking not far away and the Arkbareno of Arashi who followed him: "Then this is..."

"Isn't it enough to help you buy so much time?" Feng stopped, raised his head, and asked the 'prison temple' beside Gangji.

"What do you mean?" Could it be that... the prison temple master who has been following me today is a fake?

"This is what is needed to inherit the Guardian of Lan." Feeling that A Gang is a little overwhelmed, Feng said calmly.

"Hurry up and show up!" Prison Temple shouted excitedly at the people around Gang Ji.

"Heh." Looking mockingly at the person who finally found him, red flames suddenly appeared from Hayato's body.

After the flames disappeared, what appeared was exactly what everyone had seen that day—the first Arashi Guardian G.

"Ten Shi, today I have been by your side as your right and left hand all day, how do you feel about my performance?" Staring at some angry boys not far away, G turned his head and asked Gang Ji beside him.

"Ah, this..." When asked this way, Tsuna scratched his cheeks and laughed: "It should be said that it is better to help a lot, or it is more appropriate to think that it is extremely reliable."

"Heh, it's completely different from usual... right?" G continued to ask, looking at the shocked eyes of the prison temple with satisfaction.

"this..."

His eyes trembled slightly, and Prison Temple began to panic for no reason...

"As a left and right hand, you must always consider what is the best way, and put it into action." G said, his eyes moved to the prison temple's face: "And this is the evidence that he has not done this."

"Don't speak wild words!"

He retorted viciously, but the panic in his heart was even worse: Thinking back to Judaime's approving gaze before, it was full of trust in G, which was different from the usual gaze on himself... Does he...do not need me anymore.

"It's the same with them." Pointing to the person who fell on the ground: "This should also be the result of your stupidity."

Prison Temple lowered his head, followed the guidance and looked at the familiar person lying on the ground...

That's right, the little gangster I accidentally bumped into when I went to the commercial street last night.

I beat him to the ground, I didn't expect that he would call a group of people to trouble me...

If I were with Judaime today, would I be able to knock them down as quickly as G and protect Judaime?

"Don't talk about protecting the tenth world, and even put the tenth world in danger."

indeed so...

I always... trouble Judaime...

"A guy like you is not qualified to be the guardian of Lan, let alone be the right-hand man of Boss Vengley."

He closed his eyes, tightly clenched his fists with his hands hanging on both sides, and then loosened them weakly...

You can't even say the words of rebuttal, you really failed...Hayato Gokuji.

"That is to say, is he unqualified?" Feng asked G, looking at the child with his eyes closed, as if he would cry in a second.

"En." The deep voice sounded in the ear, but the prison temple suddenly felt that the voice was a bit damn harsh: "Return the Vongola ring to the tenth, and then go back to Italy."

"no!"

Unexpectedly, G said this suddenly, and Tsuna who had been listening quietly by the side took the lead in rebutting.

The wind on one side also felt relieved, and smiled clearly.

"It is true that Lord Prison Temple will fight violently at every turn, and occasionally he will cause serious consequences due to impulsiveness."

Eyes trembling violently, Tsuna stared at the first-generation guardian in front of him seriously: "But he always tries his best to do it, that's what makes him good, and it has nothing to do with his left and right hands..."

"This... All in all..." Looking at the prison temple who was a little shocked by his own words, Tsuna's eyes became more determined: "The prison temple master is my friend, please don't say anything to him without authorization to let him go back Something like that!"

"Ah."

Seeing the offspring of his own bamboo horse say this, G lowered his head, closed his eyes and smiled, then opened them: "So, do you mean that you want him to be your guardian of the mist?"

"Yes."

"Even if he's not a perfect right-hander?"

"I said it has nothing to do with that!!!"

"Judaime..."

I didn't expect to see anger on Tsuna's face because of myself...

Prison Temple lowered his head and bent his waist, and bowed earnestly forward: "Even if I can't take over the inheritance, I will definitely protect you until the end!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up straight and looked at the first-generation guardian.

"G, no matter whether you agree with it or not, I will never give in to this point!" His eyes also became firm, and his voice was not as weak as before: "This is my enlightenment!"

"How about ending here?" Looking at the person who had been looking at each other after hearing the prison temple, Feng Feng interrupted: "You should also fully understand how strong the bond between them is. Occasionally It needs some self-willedness and innocence, didn’t you also have such a period of time?”

"Cut." It's not surprising that he has been seen through, G turned his head and didn't speak.

"What do you mean?" Looking at G's arrogant look that often appeared on his Lanshou's face, Gang Ji turned his head and looked at Feng in puzzlement.

"What he wants to see is your unbeatable tenacious bond." Feng explained gently.

"Yes, this is the condition of inheritance."

Arms crossed, G looked at the prison temple and began to teach seriously: "If you can't be trusted by the boss from the bottom of your heart, you can't be the right and left hand of the boss. As long as you have this kind of fetter... no matter what kind of enemy you can be brave forward."

"Without fear, attack like a raging wave to knock down the enemy, which also means...to protect your companions with all your strength, this is the essence of the Guardian of Mist."

"Always be the core of the attack, attacking like a raging wave without stopping." Looking at G who said this, Guiji read out the mission of the Guardian of Lan, which he had long remembered by heart.

"Yes, don't forget that!"

So far, the Guardian of the Arashi has inherited it!

Mimi Mimi Mimi Meanwhile Italy

"kufufufufufu...you lose, Chris Rossi."

The agreed time has passed, and Mukuro appeared in the Avengers Prison majestically again.

"Hmph, using your own disciple as bait is really disgusting."

Lying lazily in the office chair with Erlang's legs crossed, Chris said contemptuously: "The pardon is on the table, take it and get out!"

"Oh, oh, I'm really a little irritable~" I walked up to pick it up, carefully double-checked the authenticity of the blank pardon, and after I was absolutely sure that it was true, Mukuro put the paper away with a smile .

"Don't worry, it's true! I won't be like a man like you." Being played around by two brats is indeed a bit irritating.But it can't help but make me even more frightened...

Although they are two children who are only 20 years old together, they have excellent and terrifying illusion talents... It really makes people jealous!

"Then, let's make the next deal." With a snap of his fingers, Mukuro spread out his palm, and a strangely shaped ring lay in it.

"This is..." Sensing the energy contained in the ring, Chris sat up straight with a little excitement.

"The horn of sin, the fog-attribute hell ring second only to the third power of seven." Rubbing the sharp horn on the ring in the palm of his hand, Mukuro explained: "It's a good deal to exchange for my stupid apprentice. Do you want to buy or sell?"

"Are you so kind?" As the former Alkbaleno of the Mist, Chris naturally understood the value of this ring.

"After all, he is my apprentice, so it makes sense to throw it away if you don't use it up. And..."

Speaking of this, Mukui looked at the bandaged man in front of him with ill intentions: "The person who uses the ring will use his own spiritual power to make a contract with the demon in the ring, and it is very likely that his mind will be disturbed and controlled... I am also a little curious, Can you handle it."

"Hmph." After taking the ring and putting it on without hesitation, Chris looked at Mukuo with a sneer: "Your apprentice, I will order someone to throw it at the door, so go pick it up yourself."

"kufufufu...arrivederci."

Hopefully, we will see each other again, Chris Rossi.

"In order to escape for myself, I did not hesitate to push my apprentice out, the pineapple monster Me misjudged you!"

With scratches all over his body and face, Fran, who was thrown out, lay on the ground and felt weak contempt for the body that came to pick him up.

"kufufufufufu...I am teaching you that as a weak illusionist, when you are not capable enough to guarantee your own safety, the most basic thing you need to do is to hide your body in a place that no one knows about. place..."

Picking up the collapsed child, Mukuro stared at the traces of the chain on Fran's neck with an ugly expression: "At most, I'll treat you to a big meal in Italy."

"Hmph, if I dare to perfunctory me, I will go back to Japan and sue my wife, and let him drive you out of the house, so I can only kneel at the door and cry against the wind..."

Obediently wrapping his arms around Muku's neck, Fran closed his eyes reassuringly, and the threatening voice gradually became quieter...

"kufufufufu... If you let him know that you call him that, you will be kidnapped by Kyoya's duckweed and beaten out before you can file a complaint..."

Saying so, Muke conjured up a plush cloak to wrap the sleeping Fran, and then slowly left the terrifying prison behind him.

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