Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

038

Now there are six schools in front of Tsunaki.

The first to bear the brunt is naturally Bingsheng local primary school, Bingsheng Primary School.Bingsheng Primary School is a public school. The advantage is that the tuition fee is not high and the distance is very close. But there are also many disadvantages. First of all, there is a big problem with the teachers. Secondly, as a public school, there are fewer extracurricular activities.

Followed by the Black Master Academy.The Heizhu Academy is a little far away, and the elementary school was only opened last year, and the tuition fees don't seem to be low.But the series of overly rich extracurricular activities made Nana's mother, who has recently begun to believe in quality education, feel a little bit moved.

There are other schools in the rest, almost all of which are surrounded by Bingsheng. They are schools with good reputation in terms of strength and reputation.

The duo of stupid parents tried their best to screen out a few schools, and then they encountered difficulties. They simply let go and handed over the choice to their sons.

"After all, it is the place where Gang-kun will spend six years." The gentle mother Nana said, "Although parents can select a good school for Gang-kun, the final decision must be left to Gang-kun."

As she talked, she held her face in her hands, remembering the scene when Gangji was in kindergarten when she was younger.

"Thinking about it like this, time really flies." She said, "It seems that Mr. Gang was still a little tree kangaroo yesterday, hugging the child whose mother's trousers don't want to let go, and I didn't expect to go to elementary school in the blink of an eye. La."

Sawada Iemitsu hugged his wife in his arms at the right time: "That's right, obviously in Papa's memory, Tsuna is still a small dumpling."

The two looked at each other, everything was kept silent, and even a large pink flower background grew behind them.

Tsuna slowly withdrew his gaze, held his chin and thought for a while, and finally decided to close his eyes.

"Ai?"

The silly parents made a questioning voice.

Tsuna closed his eyes and shuffled the school information cards on the table, asking Nana's mother to put them in front of him one by one.

Then the boy closed his eyes and touched one casually.

"It's decided! Gangji will go to this school." He said, turning the card over, "Hmm... Bingsheng Elementary School?"

Ah, this is really a choice of fate.

Although a lot of screening was done, Tsunayoshi finally chose the Bingsheng Elementary School closest to home, but the idiot couple did not feel frustrated that their efforts were wasted, but turned around and started discussing with enthusiasm.

"Ah, mom was still thinking about what to do if Tsunayoshi chose the Holy Night Academy farthest from home." Sawada Nana said while packing up the information cards scattered around the table.

Sawada Iemitsu leaned over his head: "It's okay, it's okay, I know a reliable driver, if Tsunayoshi chooses a school farther away, please ask him to pick up Tsuna."

"So that's what it is, my dear."

Just when the two guys were about to start sticking again, Reborn jumped onto the table with an innocent face.

"In that case, I have a suggestion." He said, "In order to exercise Tsuna Ji's ability, how about letting him go to and from school alone in the future?"

"Huh?" Nana Sawada hesitated, "But in terms of safety..."

Reborn blinked his innocent big eyes and jumped onto Nana Sawada's shoulder, saying in a voice that Tsunayoshi couldn't hear, "I will follow him secretly, please rest assured about that."

Nana Sawada felt relieved.

"However," she bent down and stroked Gangji's hair, "Can Gangji go to school obediently alone?"

"Eh—?" Tsuna blinked and puffed out her mouth childishly.

"Gangji is fine!"

The cub who was stuffing small biscuits into his mouth quickly chewed and swallowed and said seriously, "Of course Gangji can go to school alone!"

"Won't you cry?"

"Of course not!" The boy wrinkled his nose, "Gunji is already an adult! He won't just cry casually!"

"So that's it," Nana rubbed her chin, "That is to say, don't you cry when you are casual?"

The cub's eyes widened immediately, as if he didn't expect that the gentle mother would say such a thing, and he couldn't believe it.

It was funny again.

There are only zero or countless times to tease the cubs. Originally, Nana Sawada was still worried that Tsunayoshi’s character seemed to be getting more and more restrained. Unexpectedly, after a serious illness, she became more lively, which made her mother feel relieved when she was worried. I also became more interested in teasing Tsunayoshi.

However, now that the school has been fixed, things are much simpler.

The father of the head of the family patted his chest and said that he would leave this matter to him, so Gang Ji slowly nestled in his mother's arms and hugged a little En Tuanzi, sighing lazily with satisfaction.

The stable period after the first arrival passed quickly, and there were still several months before the start of school. After discussion, Tsuna was not sent to kindergarten, but started a new course under the guidance of Reborn.Various courses such as culture, history, physical training, etc. come one after another, because it is not a crash course like Dino, and Reborn's training menu is also more long-term-of course, when it is seen by others later It's horribly called the Devil's Menu.

Of course, boys are not completely out of touch with their peers.In a short period of time, he and Takeshi Yamamoto became good friends, and by the way, he met a lot of new friends after the child Wang Shan himself.

But most of the time, I still play with Yamamoto, whether it is kendo or the book I read recently, even Xiaoen Danzi can sleep dizzily on Yamamoto's head, and I can see the relationship between the two. How close is the relationship.

The contact with another friend, Jiji Temple, was only connected after returning to Japan.

It was midnight when the phone rang suddenly.

Tsuna picked up the phone reflexively, but the person on the other side was surprised that he got through.

The boy soon heard the cry from the voice of the prison temple. After careful inquiry, he realized that the prison temple had communicated with his father and got the information of the closest friend of his mother. After refusing the company of his family, he came to Japan alone. , wanting to get to know her mother more closely.

"Auntie Arima is a very good person," said the cub huddled up on the bed in a low voice. "She and her mother were taught by a teacher, and they became very good friends before that. Mom goes to ... Before leaving, the last person I contacted was Aunt Arima, and I told her about the song I played at the banquet last time."

Gang Ji paused for a long time when he heard the voice of the prison temple, and then continued with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"I have always regarded playing the piano as a burden." His voice was very confused, and there was an illusion that people unconsciously wanted to touch him, "Before I ran away from home because of this matter... the piano is very important to me. It's a very simple thing. But as soon as I start playing the piano, those people will start to flatter me meaninglessly...they just want to have a relationship with my father."

At this time, the prison temple Hayato himself didn't know what he was talking about.

But later, when thinking of this night countless times, Hayato Kikuji would still thank him for the call he made that night, and be grateful for Tsunayoshi who listened to his nonsense.

Tsuna listened to the prison temple's phone call without making a sound.

Xiao Entuan lay on his lap and was gently stroked by the boy.

Reborn over there has long been asleep, and now he has not been woken up by Yu Lip's disciple.

Tsuna turned his ears sideways, with a very gentle demeanor.

"In this case, does Prison Lord like piano?" He asked.

"Eh?"

"Like it?"

Prison Temple hesitated: "I don't know..."

The voice was low, a little sad.

This appearance is very different from the Prison Temple that Tsuna Kichi knew.

Gangji puffed his mouth, thought for a while and gave a suggestion.

"Does Prison Master have a piano with him now?" He said, "If you don't know, maybe you will know after playing it once?"

"Eh?" Prison Temple was a little embarrassed, "But Aunt Arima is already asleep...Aunt Arima?!"

Tsunayoshi vaguely heard a voice coming from the other side of the phone. It seemed that [Aunt Arima] was not only awake, but was also worriedly listening to the corner of the wall because he heard the call from Gokuji in the middle of the night. Naturally, he appeared suddenly at this time. In front of the prison temple, he said that he didn't mind at all.

In the end, the prison temple was half pushed and half delivered, and placed in front of the grand piano.

He took a deep breath and clenched the phone in his hand.

"Come on," Gang Ji comforted his little friend at the right time, "Gang Ji will always be with Prison Master."

Putting the phone aside and adjusting the position, when he raised his head again, the expression of the boy with silver hair and octopus head was completely different.

He took a deep breath and pressed the keys according to his heart.

There are a lot of songs that Hayato can play, many of which are even difficult for ordinary practitioners, but when he presses the keys, he subconsciously presses the simplest "Do".

Twiwitle Star.

This is a track familiar enough to children all over the world, and it is also an introductory song to Prison Temple.Arima Zaoki leaned against the door frame, closed her eyes, and hummed softly.

There wasn't even any astringency at the beginning, just like the body's instinct, the moment the finger pressed the keys, it started to move automatically.

The sound of the zither poured out like flowing water, and the moonlight shone in from the floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating the silver-haired boy brightly.

At that moment, Arima Zaoxi saw the shadow of a friend who died young in this child.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the piano on the other end of the phone finally stopped. Gang Ji listened attentively, and could vaguely hear the weak crying of a boy from the other side.

Well, it seems that I still like it very much.

Thinking of this, Gangji shrank into the bed with a small favor in his mouth.

The phone was not closed, and the interface of the call was always displayed, bringing a dark light to the whole room.

If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, even if you try to hide it, Tsunayoshi can still judge this kind of thing.

As for why Prison Lord can't see it... probably because he is stupid.

Thinking of this, the boy shrank his neck.

If this is the case, then Tsunayoshi will have no choice but to help the stupid prison temple master to confirm what his heart is like.

——Thinking about it this way, Tsunayoshi is also a mature adult.

The author has something to say: Gangji (sighing around his chest): Alas, Lord Prison really needs Gangji to worry about it

It’s the addition of [5000]... It’s still far away from the current collection. How can it be repaired?

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