I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

Because the person who came here was too righteous, he turned a blind eye to the fact that "this situation must be caused by his own push", and when he heard these words, Cyril didn't know how to respond for a while.

"..."

"Ah, yes, you are indeed my predecessor as a teacher."

The result was a very cooperative response.

"Huhu, you are really a good newcomer. For the sake of your humility, you won't be charged extra for this experience guide. Just treat it as a newcomer's benefit."

The little baby in the suit who broke through the open window stood on Cyril's desk. Although he was looking up at him, the aura he brought was not weakened in the slightest.

It is undeniable that Cyril has been in contact with the baby Reborn quite a few times, but he still has no feeling of being able to see through him.

Claiming to be a killer, the mind is no different from that of an adult, but the body is that of a child. Reborn claimed to have accepted the entrustment to train Sawada Tsunayoshi to be a qualified leader of the tenth generation of Pengel, but his purpose and the truth behind his identity as a tutor are obviously hidden deeply...

No, Cyril immediately realized that his old problem of thinking too much had happened again.

How many secrets Reborn has, it doesn't matter much to him as a foreigner, because this strange baby has no malice towards Tsunayoshi Sawada—it has a little connection in terms of its purpose, but he doesn't need to worry , The other party's thoughts will soon surface.

Therefore, he gladly accepted this "benefit": "Thank you very much, what advice do you have?"

Reborn didn't answer first.

Because, no matter how hard your ears are, you should be able to hear the bang bang bang outside the door right now.

The ferocious boy who was fooled by the barrier finally lost his patience, and acted entirely on intuition, closing his eyes and trying to open the door——

"Oh, how rude."

Cyril couldn't help shaking his head again.

While thinking about Mordred, who has not been properly guided, if he is really as bad as Hibari Kyouya, what should he do if he has a myocardial infarction.

While making a decisive decision, the barrier does not need to be cancelled, he raised his right hand and pointed his finger in the direction of the door.

No matter how intently Reborn's eyes are focused, he still can't see what the helpless blond youth in front of him is doing. Through the wall, the chairman of the discipline committee who will be able to break in after [-] seconds has disappeared. , I don't know where to throw it in Bingsheng.

The crisis is (temporarily) lifted.

"Good method, using illusion?"

Reborn asked calmly.

"It's magic." Cyril replied while withdrawing his hand.

It was supposed to be placed on the lap hidden in the dark place as before, but at this moment, he met the eyes of the little baby with dark eyes, and his movements changed slightly, turning to hand Elbows drop to the table, hands clasped together, crossed under the palate.

"The kind of magic trick that turns people into pigeons?" This was a sneer, and Reborn knew that the magic that Cyril was talking about was definitely not the same thing as street tricks.

This is how he blatantly tested him: "You don't look like a person with force in your body, you don't have calluses on your palms, you don't know how to use a gun, and you haven't been in contact with weapons similar to swords and guns for a long time... Before you saw yourself, I thought you were just a helpless pharmacist."

Cyril smiled slightly: "If you mean the level of close combat, I am indeed powerless."

Regardless of whether it was in his previous life or after his resurrection, his body was very fragile, and the only thing left was magic, a powerful reliance that looked like a cheating device.

So, in this respect, it is quite weak.There is nothing wrong with saying that.

"Speaking of which, I like the products in your store very much."

The little baby whose mind was so unpredictable said, "I asked the researchers to do an analysis, and there are many ingredients in the potion that don't exist in our world. However, they are all useful."

"Well……"

Cyril's smile seemed to be fixed, and it would not be restrained by other people's words.Even, the level of peace in his eyes has not been reduced.

Just, a little deeper.

"You don't have to test me like this. If you have any questions, just ask, and I can answer them."

He said so, and I don't know if Reborn will believe it.

- It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not.

"No, this is just normal communication."

Reborn also showed disapproval: "I was entrusted by someone, and I came here to ask you if you can establish a stable and long-term supply channel. The person who entrusted the task to me is quite a wealthy person."

Cyril was a little surprised: "Do you want me to provide a long-term and large supply of potions? Well, this probably won't work. I only cook potions occasionally, and I can't provide a large quantity. Moreover, the online shop is closed now. There are still many bad reviews that have not been eliminated, and I have no time to do business anymore.”

"Then is there any remaining stock? It doesn't matter if there is a small amount, and the price is easy to negotiate."

"Really, let me think about it..."

As soon as the topic came up, the topic went completely wrong, but the two of them seemed to have not noticed it, and they happily discussed the business.

Cyril sold all his potion stocks, and the buyer exchanged them with gold bars according to his trading principles.

The specific amount of gold to be exchanged has not yet been finalized, and Cyril doesn't care. He doesn't have much desire for money, and it is enough to maintain his life.However, since the seller is a rich man who is said to be very wealthy, it will not be a shame to sell it.

All right.

After finishing the business, Reborn probably finally remembered that he wanted to give some advice to Cyril as a newcomer as a senior.

"I thought before that you would teach Skylark angrily, but in the end you still didn't intend to take it seriously?"

"That child." Cyril would get a headache whenever he thought of him, but he glanced at the little baby again: "I'm not his elder, if I think I'm his teacher and forcefully manage him in a rough way, that's fine." So presumptuous."

Reborn: "Huh."

"It turns out that you are not a good person with only burning blood in your heart. You are more measured than I thought, or you are rational and calm."

This can only show that Cyril's appearance is still very confusing.

He looks gentle and gentle, but in fact he is easy to talk, has a sense of justice, and cares about people. With all kinds of labels, he forms an ordinary and kind persona.

Such a person would definitely not like Kyouya Hibari who is like a bully.Driven by a strong sense of justice, he may decide how to fight against injustice, and at the same time try to correct the temperament of the bad boy.

But in fact, Cyril would not do this.

"You are joking, why am I so helpless, you should be very clear..."

He smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Student Yunque's character cannot be easily changed unless it is forced. But I will not do things that will hurt others."

"So you gave up?"

"I will start communicating more with Skylark from next week. If he is willing to sit down and read books that can calm people down with me, that would be even better."

Cyril continued, with a somewhat regretful tone: "If he was my nephew, even if he didn't like it, I would let him sit down and read a book with me. Unfortunately... Well, I will do my best within the scope of my responsibility."

Reborn: "Huairou strategy, I don't know how much it can be used against the fierce beast of Skylark. I know, your education method is exactly the opposite of mine. In my place, the pressure-based education that treats problem students and pushes them into desperate situations It is the most perfect."

Cyril: "Pressure...education, right? But I think your method is too extreme."

"It was actually questioned. I used this method to educate a very qualified Mafia Boss. Oh, yes, it is the brother of the stupid gang, a waste material who was almost the same as him back then."

"No, I didn't question what you mean, but obviously it depends on the situation. According to the characteristics of the students, different educational policies can be implemented to achieve the best results...By the way, I still think you are too harsh on Tsunayoshi , However, I will not intervene in your teaching, I am just here to tell you what is in my heart."

"It doesn't matter if you question it, I can listen to other people's opinions, but I will definitely not change it."

"...I don't interfere with your work, but when the main subject of my work, Tsunayoshi Sawada, faces what I consider a 'danger', I will stop you without hesitation."

"If you can't stand it anymore, it's okay to bring a self-recommendation letter and apply to replace me?"

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the little baby's big black eyes.

"If you do this, your gun will be pointed at me mercilessly in the next moment."

Deadlocked.

The atmosphere is like condensation.

The ghost animal tutor whose purpose is to oppress and stimulate the potential is face to face with the newly promoted moderate teacher. No one can persuade the other, let alone the seniors to guide the younger ones.

You should say you were lucky if you didn't fight...

Hey, I can't fight anymore.

"Tsk."

"?"

After a light tut of unknown meaning, the little baby, who had exploded with astonishing aura in the gaze earlier, looked away and lowered the brim of his hat on his own.

"Sure enough, it is exactly the same as the records in the literature, a very principled and stubborn teacher, the first generation..."

"what did you say?"

Cyril only heard the documents that appeared in front of him, and the voice behind Reborn didn't want to be heard at all, and he spoke in an extremely low voice, more like an indifferent complaint.

"It's nothing."

Come over here, the little baby who has achieved everything except the self-proclaimed original purpose jumped lightly to the window, as if to leave.

However, before he left, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head for an extra time: "I almost forgot, the big man who asked me to facilitate this exchange asked me to bring you a message."

Cyril didn't understand, so: "Huh? Is there anything else you want, please tell me."

Reborn: "Hmph, that big guy said..."

Express it in the tone of a "big man".

"——My great great great... Ah, I can't figure it out. Anyway, I entrust you to take care of my descendants. It doesn't matter if you are strict with him."

Cyril: "... grandson, who?"

Reborn (from the perspective of an incredible big shot): "Finally, I would like to say hello to you, and I hope that you and your wife are still in harmony—"

"Oh, so you're married?"

Switch back to the vile perspective of ghosts and animals in one second.

Cyrillic:"…………"

"No, wait, I... I, what! I didn't... You, what are you talking about!"

After being dumbfounded for a few seconds, the blond young man whose face suddenly turned red shot up.

The words were incoherent when he opened his mouth, and he was confused for a while before he could say clearly: "I am still single at the moment!"

"Oh, so you're still single."

"..."

Cyril covered his face with one hand, and hot steam seemed to be coming out of his head.

I can't see his expression at this time, but from the high-pitched voice, he is now asking solemnly (forced to be calm):

"So... who is that customer, can you please explain?"

Reborn: "I don't know."

Cyril: "Huh?!"

"Lack of sleep in a developing baby can easily affect memory, so I accidentally forgot probably unimportant information. Well, that's it, see you at home later."

"Wait a minute—hey!"

Sleeping babies with eyes open spouted bubbles of snot and jumped out of the open window.At some point, the small parachute on his back expanded behind him, carrying him unsteadily to the playground.

Cyril couldn't stop it in time, and he could tell that the other party was just pretending to be stupid and didn't intend to tell him the truth.

"...What kind of weirdo is this customer, who actually had someone tell me such absurd things."

Not yet angry, but he was quite speechless.

The other person should be someone Reborn knew, but he didn't.

However, as soon as the customers who hadn't seen each other came up, they used a familiar tone as if they had known each other for a long time, and the meaning conveyed was particularly inexplicable. Cyril was sure that he had never known such a person.

The most speechless thing is that sentence...

What is "teacher"!

He has never taught students, let alone a partner who can be called "teacher's wife" by the students... There may be one in the future, but right now, of course there is none!

Is this an arrangement made out of nothing, or—

"Ah, that's too much! I... can't bear it anymore!"

"Well!"

The familiar, but recently only vaguely smelled breath came towards his face, like a soft but unwilling barrier, suddenly locked around his side.

In the deserted office, there appeared another gaudy... In short, a white figure that seemed to stand out because of the excitement.

The tips of the flower petals that Nightmare pinned to his ears kept rubbing against the frightened blond young man's face.

The ends of his snow-white hair kept rubbing against each other.

The expression is remote and does not conceal the indignation, and the hands are tightly hugged, obviously he has long forgotten the past that caused his lover to be bored by similar impulsive actions.

There is no way, this is probably the problem that Nightmare can't get rid of.

"Woo, Cyril—"

"Ah! You... why did you jump out all of a sudden!"

Cyril was unprepared in advance, and was thrown by the magician who jumped out suddenly, and was directly hit on the window.

His back didn't hurt from the blow, because Merlin clung to his waist to cushion the impact.

But the feeling of being expelled—and the discomfort caused by the strong helplessness rising again, are still real.

Sure enough, Merlin quietly hid not far from Cyril.

The shocking two words that came out of Reborn's mouth not only shocked Cyril himself, but also made Nightmare's jaw drop with a click and his eyes widened.

Teacher?Um?Teacher? ? ?

Could it be that the woman who can finally get married with Cyril is the Internet idol magic Meili—oh, I'm sorry, when he got excited, he ignored that even under the shell of an Internet idol, his body is also a man.

Merlin was not happy.

He is outraged!

That's why I rushed out full of sadness at the first moment after the outsider left. If I don't get a satisfactory reply, this traumatized heart cannot heal...

Cyril: "This has nothing to do with you at all...! You have nothing to be sad about! Also, don't be clingy to me—"

Solemnly declare, it's not that he doesn't like being acted like a spoiled child.

But this is divided.

If the little nephews are willing to act like a baby, Uncle Cyril will be very pleased besides being pleasantly surprised.It's a pity that the only one who likes to act like a baby to him is Gareth.

The two older sisters are quite serious, and the word coquettish is far away from them, but if there is such an "if"...

ah!What a sweet paradise that would melt brother Cyril!

This is how relatives are treated. If they have to be forced to be replaced by Lord Merlin.

--no.

——I can’t accept it, and I can’t accept it anyway.

Before the shadow of "Mei Li" who was good at acting like a baby had completely dissipated, His Excellency Merlin came again.

Cyril was angry.

"Okay, don't say anything, let me go."

"Woooooooooo what is going on, Mrs. Madam, my heart aches..."

"Let me go even if my heart hurts."

Cyril broke off the magician's claws extremely forcefully.

The emerald green eyes he stared at the nightmare seemed to fall into a little burning flame, which disturbed the green lake and added to the spreading flame.For a moment, Merlin's heart skipped a beat.

The magician quickly: "I was wrong."

Cyril: "What did you say? I'm sorry I didn't hear it. Now, please listen to me carefully..."

"Duel!"

"……what?"

"In the name of Cyril Cornwall, I formally submit a request to you for a duel. This is my deliberate (actually out of anger) decision. I simply adopt the most straightforward way to solve the problem—"

"Wait, wait, Cyril? What did you say? No... It's not that serious!"

Merlin was almost petrified by yet another shocking word.

Duels were very common at that time, but the duel with their own names was deeper than the former.

That is a bloody life-and-death struggle between you and me.

They have no enmity or grudge, but love (?), how could they develop into such a terrifying situation by leaps and bounds!

Just when the frightened Merlin was confused.

Cyril looked away expressionlessly: "Ah, I scared you. I was joking."

Merlin: "Huh—"

Cyril: "I'm sorry to tell you that the duel is a fake, an excuse, and I don't know swordsmanship. So, I just, desperately want to hit your head hard with a hard object!"

"...Okay, you can knock. If the sword is not convenient, I will lend you my staff."

……

Rumble!

In just half an hour, the playground of Bingsheng Middle School changed from being flat and clean to a cratered and dusty lunar surface.

Sawada Tsunayoshi cried.

To him, this half hour is like a year in seconds.

The so-called dodge ball game is to let the tearful-eyed Kikuji-kun throw explosives at him and Yamamoto-kun who are standing stupidly in the field as quickly as possible, so that they can dodge.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was shot by Reborn with a deadly bullet—ah, the special bullet that allowed him to explode his potential and explode his clothes at the same time—he was highly excited and his reaction power improved, so he was able to scurry away from the killer □.

However, Yamamoto-kun waved the baseball bat while laughing, and hit all the explosives to his side.

What a speechless pig teammate!

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who also had tears in his eyes, was forced to avoid the double crisis. After half an hour, he collapsed to the ground, too tired to get up.

But it's all like this, Reborn still doesn't let him go.

The dreadful governess brings in all the little ones who are supposed to be at home.

Lanbo and Yiping, although they are five-year-old children, but one is a real mafia, and the other is a real killer.

This kind of combination, combined with their age, is a god-like troublesome duo.

The little girl Yiping from China is alright, but the scariest thing is Lanbo.

The kid with the afro who loves the cow costume the most is wayward, arrogant, timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and doesn't listen to the adults. With him messing around, Tsunayoshi Sawada's dodgeball game is even more difficult.

"Wow, it's so dangerous! No, no... At least don't let Lan Bo Yiping make trouble with him!"

He was yelling in agony, but he didn't notice that Lan Bo pulled out a purple cannon barrel larger than others from his hair at some point, and he didn't notice that there were two more people on the playground...

No, it's three!

Stepping on the sand and gravel that belonged to the playground of Bingsheng Middle School that was blown up by the wind, the Bingsheng beast, which was thrown far away by Cyril but rushed back as fast as possible, appeared at the school gate.

The black-haired boy saw his beloved school that was scarred and bruised, the group of violators who continued to sabotage, the pseudo-herbivore who plotted against him, and the outsiders who broke into the school without permission!

No matter which point, it perfectly hit the taboo of the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee.

Murderous aura flooded in an instant.

"So bold..."

The beast boy's eyes were cold, and he rushed forward like lightning.

At the same time, Lan Bo, who was carrying the purple gun barrel, staggered, accidentally tripped over a stone, and fell down with a wow.

The mysterious purple gun barrel dropped naturally, passed over the heads of the teenagers in the melee, drew a perfect semi-arc in mid-air, and flew straight to the other end of the playground——

There is a battlefield in front, a fierce beast on the right, and a magician dragged here with his own hands to beat his head hard in the name of a duel.

Cyril: "...Forget it, let's change the place."

Say so.

Before he decisively moved the venue, he saw the purple cannon barrel falling from the sky, which seemed to be aimed right at him.

"what is this?"

He was a little strange, thinking that it was something thrown by one of Gang Ji and the others, and subconsciously wanted to help catch it.

however.

Merlin's "There is no danger, but this thing..." only spoke the first half of the sentence.

Cyril suddenly found that he was unable to move for a brief moment under the cover of the gun barrel.It was equivalent to, he froze in place, allowing the cannon barrel to fall from the sky, unscientifically covering his whole body in it.

"Boom!"

The barrel of thick smoke exploded.

Although the sound was not as shocking as the explosive explosion, it also miraculously attracted the attention of everyone present.

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head: "...the bazooka in ten years, when?! No, who was hit?"

Apart from the exploding smoke, what he saw at a glance was the white corner of the robe that was not completely covered by the smoke.

I can't see who it is, but I feel that it's not someone I know, but someone who just showed up not long ago——

"..."

"It's Cyril."

"It was Mr. Cyril who was hit?" Tsunayoshi Sawada snapped back to his senses, and then his face showed shock.

"Then, what will appear later is—"

"Ten years later... Teacher Cyril!"