Mamon Youth Development Program

Doesn't he think it's too late to add this sentence now?Mamon opened his mouth, the shock from that incident just now has not dissipated.

As far as he can remember, he has rarely kept close distances with people other than Stephanie, and Belphegor is also because he has looked up to him since he was a child, and he has special meaning, and he just treats him as a playmate or something Even if you are hugged, you don't feel any discomfort.

But the wind is different from those two people.

"You, why..." Mameng asked intermittently. Although Feng was kind at the beginning, he didn't let anyone get too close to him, which made Mameng feel that he was like the so-called jade in China. Still with a cold breath.

Why would such a person act so close to him? Could it be that this guy has been under someone's illusion over the years, but there is no trace of illusion.

The more Mamon thought about it, the more strange he felt. Although he had reluctantly regarded these people as companions, the close contact still made him feel uneasy who was used to keeping a little distance from others.

too close.

What confuses him the most is - why this person can still say hello with a smile on his face, as if he has never done anything before! ?

He was really from the beginning to the end——I couldn't figure out what was going on in this guy's head!

"...Don't call me Viper, now my name is Mammon." Mammon finally chose to emphasize this question, and he didn't know how to ask this question in front of Feng's smile.

"I see, Mammon."

"Yeah... Huh?" Mamon was stunned, he was almost used to Arcobaleno collectively calling himself "Viper" and he deserved to be killed.

Feng still smiled calmly, and Rich climbed on top of his head at this time, looked at Fantazima for a while, raised his paw and squeaked a few times, and successfully got Fantazima's eyes.

"...Why are you near here? I remember you should be in China." In order to divert attention a little, Mamon asked, but he already had a lot of good feelings because of Feng's words.

"It turns out that you know about me, Mamun." Feng said this first, which made Mamen feel uncomfortable, and then he added leisurely: "Of course I am looking for you." Different, but the answer he gave deepened some emotions in Mamun's heart.

"Actually, I just came here, because I got the news that you might be around here. I didn't find you around, so I tried to come here at the end." Feng's expression was a little rejoicing , so obvious that Ma Meng would think that the other party revealed it to him on purpose. "It's a good thing I came here, otherwise, I don't know how long it will take before I have the chance to see you."

"Can you come down, Mamon?" Seeing Mamon's hesitation, Feng stretched out his hand and smiled. "Before, it was just a little excited to reunite after a long absence, but now there will be nothing."

Mamun hesitated for a moment, but still floated down, but landed some distance from the wind.

Feng smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't feel Mamon's alienation at all, and stepped forward to shorten the distance. Mamon looked at him vigilantly, but didn't notice any unusual movements.

In this way, the two of them stood side by side, as if they had returned to that time.

"...if you hadn't come here—"

"Then I will leave here, follow those clues to other places, and continue to look for you." Knowing what Mamon wanted to say, Feng interrupted Mamon's words. "Repeat as usual until I find you."

The repetition of the word made Mamun startled, with mixed feelings in his heart.His keen perception made him understand that what this person said before was the truth.But it was because of this that there was a little panic deep in his heart.

"Compared to those, do you want to talk about it together? Mamon." Feng sat on the ground, his every move vaguely still had the shadow of the past. "So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and now I think of the days when the few people gathered together, it feels like a dream."

"However, even dreams leave traces. Not to mention the facts."

Mamon found a place a little far away from him and sat down, staring at the wind, seeing the helpless smile on the other side's face fleeting.

"I don't think I have anything to talk to you about."

"Really? I don't think so. For example, what interesting things have happened in these years... so many strange stories should have happened in so many years. Ah, I met a illusionist a few days ago. He and you It's a completely different type, and it's rare to see illusionists with a certain level of physical skills. Do you want to try Mamun? How about I teach you the basic skills? Maybe you will get some different experiences..."

"..." Mamun looked at Feng silently, and the long-lost irritability came to his heart. He sneered, "I'm not interested in those things. If you just want to talk about these things, I'm not interested in wasting time with you."

"Really? Then what to say?"

"Anyway, don't say your nags." Mamon added, remembering someone he met before. "If you still want to talk about physical and illusion skills, why not—"

"—It would be better to talk about your son."

"……Eh?"

"Wait, wait! Mamon, is there something wrong?!"

For the first time, Feng wondered whether the Rainbow Curse could also affect a person's hearing.

"What's wrong? About your son? Ah, speaking of that child's vicious look, did you marry a very... special wife?"

"No, that, I'm not married at all..."

"...Having a child out of wedlock?"

"That's even more impossible—wait a minute, what's going on!?"

"The one I saw in Japan, that kind of appearance can be seen as a blood relationship."

"Japan?" Feng thought of someone. "You mean the child Hibari? No, although we do have a certain relationship, but he is not my son..."

"...Is that an illegitimate child? The romantic past, the beginning of chaos and the end of abandonment?" Ma Meng looked contemptuous.

"Why do you suddenly use Chinese at this time!? Who told you these words?"

"Stephanie taught it." Marmon paused. "I really didn't expect to see it with my own eyes. She kept saying that there are some scumbags in the outside world, but I didn't expect you to be—uh..."

"Ah, that's right. The human face is beastly, and the clothes are beastly. So that's how it is," Mamon nodded. He remembered the pronunciation taught by Stephanie.

"Don't always use Chinese in this kind of place..." What exactly did that sister teach.The wind waved helplessly. "Mamon... Forget it..." I always feel that if I continue to talk, I will turn to a strange place.

The stories that Stephanie told when she was bored flashed through Mamon's mind, and when she looked at the person in front of her, she vaguely remembered a sentence called "Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart".All the goodwill he had gained because Feng Ken called him by his current name before disappeared.

Shaking his head to shake off those strange thoughts, Mamon suddenly paused and floated up again.

"I still have something to do. I don't have time to waste time with you here. Let's go first."

"Mamon...? Now?" Feng Wei frowned invisibly, and the reluctance flashed away. "...Are you in Balian right now?"

"Well, Balian's Mist Guard." Mamun thought of something, was a little absent-minded, and directly took out a pin and threw it into Feng's hand. "This is made by Verdi, something like a communicator, you take it."

"Yeah." Feng put away the pin, looked up and found that Mammon had already used illusion to leave.

He restrained his smile and put on a deep expression that didn't match the baby's face. "...Mamon, what happened?"

Feng fiddled with the pin casually, and a text layout appeared in front of his eyes.

Verdy: Wind?you met him?

Scaroo: You finally met that guy.How about it?

Lal: You're too slow.

Colonello: Viper still hasn't escaped, kora!

Alia: Uncle Feng, welcome~

So this is something that can chat with multiple people at the same time, Feng thought, groping for how to use this pin.

Feng: Well, I met him just now, but Mamon seemed to be worried and left suddenly without knowing what happened.

Verdy: Gone?

Scaroo: In the end, you can't know what that guy is thinking?What the hell is that bastard struggling with?

Lal: Can we just wait for Viper to say it himself?

Colonello: When will he become frank! kora!

Alicia: It wouldn't be Uncle Viper if it was that simple, would it?

Wind: That's right...

Feng: By the way, do you know what is going on about Mamon's opinion that I have a son?

Verdy: ...

Lal: Son? !what happened?

Aliya: Uncle Feng's son?I'm so curious~

Colonello: Puff haha ​​- no way!Feng, you are a good guy!Can't tell!

Feng: That's obviously a misunderstanding!

Scaroo: ...Pfft!Wahahaha did he say that in front of your face?actually--

Verdi: Scaru, don't talk about that first, I have a research recently, you can help.

Lal: You two...

Colonello: Hahahaha... Well done, Verdy!

Alia: It's not expensive, it's Uncle Verdy~

Scaru: Hey, I want you to use me as your experimental material again, so I don't want it!Why do you always look for me?Obviously Viper is also a supernatural being, why don't you look for him!

Verdi: He is not suitable for the current research, and you want me to find him?

Scaroo: ...Isn't it just drawing blood? This uncle admits it!Verdi, you bastard, don't think that this uncle is afraid of you!

Lal: Scaru...?

Colonello: You... actually...

Wind: Scaru... you...

Aliya: Hehe...it really is like that~

Verdi: This idiot hasn't understood yet, are you sure you want to tell him?

Feng: ... Verdi, about the topic just now...

Verdy: I'm researching, you'd better not bother me, martial artist.

Colonello: Vertigo!Verdy?

Lal: It's gone.

Then nothing happened.

Feng narrowed his eyes, why did he feel like he had found the real culprit?

On the other side, Mamun was trying to suppress the guilt in his heart in the distant woods. He still had some things to deal with.

"Come out, I know you're there." He turned around. "The breath just now was sent out just to make me feel it."

"—Bermuda."

In the mist, he saw the people he had seen 100 years ago, Bermuda, Yeka, and...Alehantero who had almost changed into something he didn't know.

"Long time no see, Viper... No, I should call you Mamun-jun now." Bermuda spoke first. "Although it is 100 years for us, it is only a few years for you at most, right?"

"...If possible, I would rather never see you again."

"Really? When you disappeared 100 years ago, we tried so hard to find you, but of course we found nothing in the end."

"Hmph, I don't care about your search..." Mamon snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm. "I don't want to see you at all."

Nothing changed because of Mamon's sarcastic remarks, and Bermuda laughed. "So, don't you even want to know what Mr. Giotto left for you and Stephanie?"

Mamon was startled for a moment, and asked sharply, "What did he leave behind?"

Bermuda raised his hand, and two objects burning with flames of night flew out from Bermuda, and were caught by Mamun in his hand. After the flames were extinguished, they revealed their original appearance.

Those were two...gold pocket watches.

The photo on the pocket watch Mammon also has an impression, because it was taken together at the beginning, the only photo where everyone looked at the camera.

At that time, no one imagined that they would become that state later.

"...idiot." Mamon cursed and put away his pocket watch. His movements were extremely careful, and it was easy to see his true mood.

Seeing this, Bermuda laughed a few times. "You really are an awkward person, Mameng-jun."

"Shut up." Mamon said angrily, and then asked with a frown, "Since when did you know that I have been to that era, Bermuda?"

"From the moment you disappeared, I vaguely guessed." Bermuda floated in front of Mamon, more like a ghost than Mamon. "I've been watching you, Mr. Mamun, since you first fought for territory under the leadership of Umbrella, I've been watching you all the time."

"I was surprised when I found you for the first time, but the previous things can be explained in this way."

"You have been working hard to lift the curse for the past few years, so you should be able to feel the powerlessness. Now, you still have to stick to your original idea, do you want to lift the curse?"

"..." Mamon clenched his fists, his mind was cold. "Have you...have you found any information over the years?"

"Of course—" Bermuda elongated his voice, intentionally making Mamon nervous, and what he said next made Mamun feel as if he had fallen into an icehouse. "—nothing."

Bermuda floated back onto Yeka's shoulder, seemingly smiling. "However, this time the rainbow agent war, I believe that with my previous preparations, I will definitely find a chance to kill Gakafis."

With a cold heart, Mamon didn't think about it for a while, but simply repeated, "Rainbow proxy war?"

"Well, the method used by Garcafis to select the children of the rainbow is that you each find a strong person to fight, and the winner becomes the new child of the rainbow." Bermuda explained: "Mr. Mamun, I know your strength , I also know that you will definitely not be reconciled to the ending of the rainbow. How about it? Do you want to form an alliance with me and end the fate of the so-called children of the rainbow together."

Mamun looked at his hands and smiled slowly, his triangular mouth curled up in a cold arc.

--"it is good."

He replied thus, and Bermuda was satisfied.

In fact, Mammon was also ready. He opened his right hand, and there was a black sphere in his hand, which was produced by Mammon's collection and compression of his various negative emotions.

Although this black ball is extremely small and has no negative emotions, it feels more dangerous than other black balls.The things contained in this thing are too terrifying, it seems that just a glance can take away the will of others, with a cold and dead air.

Bermuda asked with interest. "...what's in it?"

"Death." Mamon replied softly without looking back. "It's a gift I prepared for Garcafis."

Bermuda looked at him, a smile on his face under the bandage.

"By the way, since we are already an ally, I will give you a message." Bermuda paused deliberately. "About... the flame of death."

Mamon's breathing became rapid in an instant. "What do you want to say?"

"Vongola is not the only one who has the flame of death, the power is hidden in the ring." Bermuda said, half of his body was already hidden in the flame of night. "By the way, Mr. Mamun, you have to pay attention. If I hadn't helped you hide it, Garcafis might have discovered you based on the aura you left on Giotto back then."

Listening to those gradually weakening voices, Mamun couldn't help snorting coldly when he thought that he had lived under the surveillance of others: "It's really annoying."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of dizziness. With a muffled grunt, he couldn't control his body and fell down.

The figure of Bermuda, who had not yet left, became clear again. He wanted to get close to Mamon to see his situation, but was pulled back violently by a tentacle.

Why... why is it at this time!

Mamon covered his head, his eyes were fierce, and every part of his body was trembling.

Almost... out of control.

He bit his lip, trying to exchange the sore spot for clarity, but his eyes were getting darker and darker.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar sword light flashing past.