my brothers all over the world

From Dino's words, Takeshi Yamamoto knew that he had arrived ten years later. Although it was only 5 minutes, he could tell from the surrounding environment that Dino...became a veritable dead house.

Three screens, three handles, sofa cushion water dispenser, various game cassette game consoles, and computers... Is this paradise!

Takeshi Yamamoto picked up the controller closest to him and looked at the screen, "Although it's only 5 minutes, I still want to play it. Mr. Dino, how do you play this?"

Received an inquiry from Takeshi Yamamoto, Dino surrounded him from behind, and taught him, "This game is called "Minecraft", it is a survival game, press this to move forward, keep pressing this to destroy the cube, and then This is to open the backpack..."

Takeshi Yamamoto was immediately attracted by this game. He carefully manipulated the character, not noticing that Dino, who was encircling him, had already rested his chin on his shoulder and put his arms around his waist, like a large golden retriever dog Like lying on the body.

"Ten years ago, Takeshi was so small." Dino sighed, breathing hot air on his neck, causing Takeshi Yamamoto to shrink his neck subconsciously.

Click, the door of the room opened.

A white-haired man with a tray walked in. The man squinted his violet eyes and looked at the two, and he understood what happened in an instant.

"Xiao Wu from ten years ago?" His sweet voice was slightly dissatisfied, "Dino, you are too cunning?"

Takeshi Yamamoto shivered subconsciously: "Brother, you...you are a bit flabbergasted when you talk."

The white-haired man: "..."

Dino turned his head and covered his mouth: "Pfft."

"... You have to say that to me every time we meet." The white-haired man said in a helpless tone, he walked to them and sat down while putting down the tray.

The tray was full of snacks, he picked up a bag of marshmallows and looked at Dino, "How long has Xiao Wu been here?"

Dino thought for a while, "It's almost five minutes."

"That's a pity." The white-haired man shrugged and stuffed the marshmallow into Takeshi Yamamoto's hands, "It's a pity that I can't talk to you this time. Here, here is a souvenir."

"Cotton candy?" Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the cotton candy in his hand and smiled at the man, "Although I don't know who you are, thank you for your souvenir! You are such a good person!"

The white-haired man: "... I feel a little strange when I suddenly received a good card."

"Well, do me a favor, Xiao Wu." The white-haired man showed a malicious smile, "If you saw a man named Bailan Jesso ten years ago, remember to beat him up, don't Be merciful~"

"……Eh?"

Before Takeshi Yamamoto could ask clearly, he went back with a bang.

Takeshi Yamamoto felt a little bald when he thought of that white-haired man, who the hell is Bailan Jesso...do you have any deep hatred with that man?

Forget it.

Takeshi Yamamoto opened the door with a knife in his hand, "I'm back!"

After he lowered his head to change his shoes, Yamamoto in the house seemed to be cooking, and he was wearing an apron when he came out to greet him.

"I've put away the bath water, let's come over to eat after washing." Yamamoto who came to the entrance paused, looked at the knife he was carrying, "It's been sharpened... where did you get it?"

"It was given by a baby." Takeshi Yamamoto replied, he changed his shoes and walked to his room on the second floor, "Dad, do you have a scabbard?"

Yamamoto Tsuyoshi: "There are several scabbards in the storage room, you can see if there are any suitable ones."

"Thank you!"

Hearing the sound of Takeshi Yamamoto going upstairs, Yamamoto just took out the photo he carried with him and stroked it lightly: "My son, my son has grown up."

He sighed, and the kid finally picked up the knife again.

At the dinner table, Yamamoto and his son were eating.

"Awu..." Yamamoto suddenly said, "What made you pick up the knife again?"

How many years has he not seen Ah Wu holding a knife?I remember that he was still ten years old when he held the knife, maybe it was a matter of talent, the kid just waved his hand with a sword aura, scared him almost to death by his own saliva, that was when Yamamoto just tried to teach himself When her son, Yu Cangyan, discovered that the child had learned everything.

What a terrifying talent this is...

Yamamoto, who has learned Shiyu Cangyan's style, stuck his sword on the ground: "Yoxi, seal the sword!"

"After all, it's a peaceful age, so you shouldn't need it?" Ten-year-old Takeshi Yamamoto crossed his hands behind his head and said with a smile, "It won't be too late to take it out when you really need it."

Yamamoto, who was caught in the memory, was brought out by Yamamoto Takeshi's words.

"Probably... because of joining the family?" Takeshi Yamamoto took a bite of his meal and said surprisingly, "Joined a mafia called Pengo Lie."

Yamamoto almost spit out after taking a mouthful of rice: "...my silly son, did you get tricked into it by others?"

Thinking about it this way, Go Yamamoto thought it was very possible, because his son looked stupid and easy to deceive.

And, Vongola... isn't this the Italian Mafia?Instead of staying in Italy, you went to Japan to recruit employees?

I have to say that father and son are father and son, and their way of thinking is very similar.

"No, I went in voluntarily." Takeshi Yamamoto broke his father's fantasy, "The little baby said that they are regular mafia, they won't do those illegal things, and they will protect everyone if necessary, and...Peng Glen was originally established to protect civilians and give them a place to stay."

"So, don't worry, Dad." After speaking, he showed a bright smile at Yamamoto, "Happiness is hard to come by, and I will not do things that destroy other people's happiness."

"..." Gang Yamamoto sighed helplessly, "I know, just look at it yourself."

"The only requirement is, don't forget your original intention."

Takeshi Yamamoto nodded: "Of course."

He has experienced so many worlds and never forgot his original intention.

Swinging a knife is not to create a war, but to stop a war.

Protect family members, protect companions, and protect those who are full of hope for the future.

The days are gradually advancing, and before you know it, it is Christmas Eve. It is already December 12th, but this year's snow has not come for a long time.

It just so happened that it was Saturday and the school was closed. Takeshi Yamamoto, who was having breakfast, received a call from Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"Okay, tomorrow is Christmas, and my family just happened to be shopping for some things, so I happened to drop by." Knowing that he was going to buy ingredients and Christmas decorations, Takeshi Yamamoto agreed without hesitation.

He hung up the phone, stuffed the rest of the breakfast into his mouth, picked up the plate and put it in the sink, poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Yamamoto who was reading the newspaper: "Dad, is there anything you need to buy? My friend called I will accompany him to buy ingredients for tomorrow's holiday and decorations to hang on the Christmas tree."

Yamamoto just thought about it, then raised his head from the newspaper: "Let me make a list for you."

Five minutes later, Takeshi Yamamoto went out with a small note.

"Wow! These are Master Lanbo's biscuits! I won't let you eat them!"

"Lanbo! Biscuits belong to everyone, you can't eat them alone!"

Yamamoto, who had just arrived at the door and didn't have time to ring the doorbell, could hear the voices belonging to Lanbo and Ippei through the door, and pressed the doorbell with the mood that Gang's house was still lively as always.

'jingle--'

"Ah! It must be Yamamoto-san, I'll open the door!" Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the door was opened.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was holding the doorknob, was overjoyed: "Good morning, Yamamoto-san."

"Good morning, Gang." Takeshi Yamamoto put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "Tomorrow is Christmas. If we don't go, we won't be able to enter the mall."

"I know too... But there is still one Mr. Dino, we can leave when he drives over." Said Tsunayoshi Sawada, turning sideways, "Come in and sit for a while."

"it is good."

After entering the living room, Takeshi Yamamoto realized that there were quite a lot of people here. Heji, Reborn, Lanbo Ippei, Xiaochun, plus him, Sawada, and Dino who didn't come, this purchasing team is really spectacular!

"Hey, how are you all!" He raised his hand, "I can hear your voices outside, it's so lively."

Prisoner Hayato clicked his tongue: "Tch, you idiot are here too."

Haru Miura, full of energy: "Mr. Yamamoto, good morning!"

Ippei: "Mr. Yamamoto, good morning."

Reborn sat on the sofa and drank coffee leisurely: "In order to let you sleep a little longer, the idiot specially called you later, he is really a considerate and good leader."

"Eh?" Takeshi Yamamoto looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada, who looked away embarrassedly.

"Yamamoto-san was woken up by me, how bad..." Tsunayoshi Sawada's ears turned red, and he scratched his cheek, "I just want you to sleep longer..."

Takeshi Yamamoto was so moved that he couldn't help but stepped forward and gave Tsunayoshi Sawada a big hug.

"Gang, you are really super nice!" He said happily, "I like you more and more!"

boom--

Sawada Tsunayoshi died at the age of 14.

'Didi——'

There was the sound of a car horn outside the door, and then everyone heard Dino shouting outside: "I drove the car over, get in the car, everyone!"

Nana Sawada, who had put on her makeup, quickly came downstairs with her bag in her hand. She looked at everyone in the living room with a smile: "Children, the shopping mall has started!"

"Oh!" After speaking, they ran to the entrance, put on their shoes and went out.

Reborn stepped on the face of Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was lying on the ground with a peaceful face: "Stupid Tsuna, don't pretend to be dead, go out!"

"Ah, pain, pain..." Tsunayoshi Sawada got up from the ground miserably, covering his face, "At least let me reminisce..."

Reborn sneered: "Excellent."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "I'm so sorry for my little talent!!"

Dino didn't just drive one car, because he felt that he might have to buy a lot of things, and he was afraid that one car would not be enough, so he asked his subordinates to drive two cars.

Tomorrow is Christmas, and there are many discounts in the shopping mall. Of course, there are also many people.

"Hey, isn't this Sawada!" Ryohei Sasakawa, who saw an acquaintance at a glance, came in front of their large army, clenched his fists with both hands, "There are also Yamamoto and Gokuji... the ultimate fate!!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother Liaoping's spirit is as good as ever."

"Brother..." Sasakawa Kyoko next to her looked helpless and said to them, "My brother and I are here to buy things for Christmas, are you too?"

"Of course!" Miura Haru happily took her arm, "Since we met, let's go together!"

As a result, there were two more people in the procurement team.

All the women present went shopping together, and Takeshi Yamamoto came to the wine area with a list in one hand and a cart in the other.

"Sake, sake... Ah, I found it." He reached out to pick up a bottle from the shelf and put it in the shopping cart. The cart was about to leave here, but when he turned a corner, he almost bumped into someone walking towards him.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." Takeshi Yamamoto, who hastily stopped the car, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up at the person who was almost hit by his car, "Sorry, you're all right...huh?"

It was a brown-haired man in a black suit. Apart from gentleness in his brown eyes, there were more things Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't understand.

the most important is……

Takeshi Yamamoto rubbed his chin: "Sir, you look like the father of a friend I know."

Brown-haired man: "..."