Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

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For a moment, Skuvalo thought of someone who was very suitable for the store in front of him, which according to the Rainbow Son, was Sawada Tsunayoshi's first business—his teammate, a guy named Luslia.

The reason why "guy" is used here instead of "man" or "woman" is because although this person's biological sex is male, his psychological sex is completely opposite, and he also regards himself as Varian's mother every day, let alone facing Bell and others. The act of making a group of cubs call themselves [Miss Luce].

For powerful guys, Skuvalo has always had a tolerance that does not match the surface, but if Lusilla's style is applied to Sawada Tsunayoshi, a feeling similar to "Who is in Lao Tzu's heart will gradually emerge from the bottom of the young man's heart?" When I didn't see it, I made Lao Tzu's son into such a ghost." Anger.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, unwilling to step into this mediocre store.

Tsunayoshi simply didn't intend to let Skuwaro in - he had already packed his things, and immediately said goodbye to everyone in the store, and went to Skuwaro's side.

"Brother Skuvalo, do you want a drink?" The cub held up the signature milkshake that the store manager stuffed for him. There are several cups in a small bag at hand.

Scovalo lowered his eyes and looked at the pink cylinder tangled in his heart. With Varian Sword Emperor's eyesight, he could see the small card in the shape of a rabbit on the cup and the name of the shameful milkshake written on it.

[Alcoholic whispers, Jun の love の milkshake]

The young Sword Emperor twitched his mouth.

But he didn't refuse the cub's good intentions either. He took a few cups of milkshakes from the cub, took a sip casually and took the cub to Sawada's house.

——It's quite delicious.

Because of the enthusiasm of the Peach Club, the milkshake delivered to Tsunayoshi is no longer enough for the Sawada family to consume.

Gang Ji thought for a while, then thought of dropping by to give friends a drink or two.

The closest one is Sanjo's house—although the brothers all have an inexplicably extravagant demeanor, but the house is near the most popular business district.

Sanjo Ima was not there when Tsunayoshi went, it was the Sanjo Sunyue who had an inexplicable elderly aura from the Sanjo family who came to open the door.The other party was wearing a hunting suit that looked extremely complicated at home, with golden tassels in his hair, which swayed slightly as he moved.

"Oh, it's Sawada-kun." He laughed, his brows and eyes crooked to cover the crescent moon in his pupils.

Tsuna stood on tiptoe to hand over the milkshake, and was thanked by the other party smoothly.

After greeting Tsunaji at the door, he left on his own. Before leaving, Skuvalo's gaze swept across the classically dressed man, who was blocked by his flawless appearance.

Tsunayoshi took Skuvalo to Yamamoto Takeshi with his hands behind his back.

This was the first time for the boy to entertain someone he knew in his hometown, so Xiaozui kept talking as if he had turned on a microphone.

The dessert shop here is delicious, and the sidewalk over there is the only way to go to school; the aunt in this shop likes to play the piano, and I can hear the aunt playing the piano when I pass by her shop after school; there are several sandpit in the park. There is a swing, he used to like to play here; round the corner and arrived at the little friend's home.

Tsuna walked in with Skuvalo, and the boy's clear voice reached the boss's ears.

"Uncle Yamamoto—is Yamamoto there?"

Yamamoto was just making rice balls, and when Tsunayoshi came, he didn't see him, and told him happily that Wu was in the backyard.

With the consent of Yamamoto Tsuyoshi, Tsuna will go back.

He also shared the milkshake with Tsuyoshi Yamamoto. Seeing that Scovalo was not interested, he pushed the young man to the bar facing Tsuyoshi Yamamoto where he could see the movements of the man's hands, and told the young man to wait for him to come out.

"If possible, Uncle Yamamoto, please treat Brother Skuvalo a little bit." The cub patted his chest, "Just put the bill on Tsunayoshi!"

Tsunayoshi came to Bamboo Sushi frequently, so Yamamoto just laughed and responded heartily.

The cub then went in to find Takeshi Yamamoto with the milkshake in his arms.

When he entered, Takeshi Yamamoto was practicing swinging a sword. The boy was wearing a dark dojo uniform, and he looked serious like Tsunayoshi had never seen before—even when the two of them were practicing together, the boy was still very serious about swinging a sword. It's a joking attitude, not at all like this.

Just as Gang Ji frowned, his existence was discovered by the other party.Yamamoto put down the wooden knife and looked over with a smile. The seriousness and gloom he saw just now seemed to be just a flash.

The two children who hadn't seen each other for a while naturally talked for a while, agreed to meet Tsunayoshi in a few days, and left the Yamamoto's dojo.

Unlike in the past when he left Yamamoto and would be sent to the front, the boy just stopped by the side of the dojo, and then smiled and waved goodbye to the door frame.

When Gangji was about to go to the front and look back, the boy had already returned to the dojo, and the sound of being suppressed kept breaking through the air, which made people feel a little uneasy.

The cub's hand that had already lifted the curtain paused, thinking only for a moment, the boy said sorry to Skuvalo who was still waiting for him in his heart, turned around and ran back.

"That, that, Yamamoto-kun!" The cub poked his head out and interrupted the boy who had begun to swing the knife again.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked over, still grinning: "Did you forget anything?"

Gangji puffed her mouth: "I'm here to ask for milkshake in return."

He said so, humming lightly.

"In exchange for drinking my Tsunayoshi-sama's milkshake, Yamamoto-kun will tell me why you are bothered!" The boy crossed his hips, looking very proud, "In exchange, let me help you solve the problem." Maybe it’s okay to ask questions!”

The boy who said this quietly opened one eye, but saw that Yamamoto was stunned for a while, and suddenly sat down on the ground with a snap.

"Ha, haha, it becomes like this after a little relaxation." Takeshi Yamamoto said boldly, and laughed twice.

Gang Ji dawdled over and sat cross-legged beside him.

"So...do you have anything to say?" He asked, resting his chin.

Yamamoto laughed and scratched his head, but turned away from looking at Tsunayoshi.

The air fell silent for a moment.

After a while, the boy's slightly distressed voice sounded.

"I feel... I seem to have been abandoned by the god of the sword."

**

On the other side, when Tsuna and Ji left, the young man in the blue hunting suit turned around.

According to the etiquette, even if the Imaiken who Sawada Tsunayoshi is going to visit is not at home, he should invite the other party into the house, exchange some greetings before seeing off the guest, instead of leaving the guest standing at the door as before, chatting for a while before leaving. respectively.

But Santiao's house is really not suitable for receiving other guests now.

Even if this guest is more important in the eyes of the three brothers than the few sitting in the living room, it still cannot change the fact that they cannot entertain the little prince who makes them more happy because of the few sitting in the living room.

What I have to say is that the house is too small.

The handsome Touken Fusangshin thought so, with a smiling face dedicated to the outside world.

"I'm really sorry." He said so, "It's my brother's friend who came to find him... because my brother is not at home, he left a souvenir."

The young man put a few cups of milkshakes on the small table, and asked with a smile on his face, "Would you like a cup?"

The seemingly apologetic words are actually accusing the group of people who came to occupy the place to let the expecting guests leave, and the two paper man-like creatures with no expressions on their faces, were surrounded by shikigami. The youth among them showed a somewhat apologetic expression.

"I'm really sorry." He did say that, paused, and the young man said, "However, please consider my proposal. All right?"

Santiao—no, he should be called Sanriyue now.

Sanri Yuezong responded with a smile, but did not show displeasure or other expressions.

"It is true," he confessed, "but even so, the time has not come for us to cooperate with Your Excellency."

The young man frowned: "But today's sword...!"

Sanriyue raised her fingers up, as a gesture of silence.

"Please don't worry," he said.

Instead, the seemingly ordinary cat lying on the young man's lap yawned, and raised its eyelids to look at Fu Sangshen.

"I said you don't need to come here from the beginning." The cat said, but it spit out human words, still in a gesture of guiding humans, "These guys are much smarter than you."

It yawned as soon as it said that, but the young man who heard these words hastily covered the cat's mouth, looked carefully at Fu Sangshen who didn't seem to feel anything offended by such an offense, and shrank his neck.

Sanri Yuezong smiled at the young man's actions, seemingly not paying attention at all.

"You don't have to," he said. "It's true that, as this cute little cat said, we do know, to some extent, things that ordinary people don't know."

The young man who said this still had a smile on his face, but for no reason there was a sense of distance that could not be touched.

If I have to say it, it is about the non-human nature but the nature of God that manifests in Touken Fusangshin.

The young man with gentle flaxen short hair lowered his head, thought for a while, and nodded nervously.

"I see." He thought for a while and handed out a business card, "If you change your mind, please come to me."

Sanri Yuezong accepted without changing his expression: "Of course."

He said: "I will definitely bother you in the future."

The three-flowered cat on the young man's lap turned over, moaning and chirping indifferently.

The flaxen-haired young man quickly covered the cat's head with his eyes, and said goodbye with a polite smile.

Only then did Sanri Yue Zongjin slowly walk into the inner room with a milkshake in his hand.

It is true that not all the brothers of the Santiao family are at home at this time, but there is one other person besides him.

Fu Sangshen carried the milkshake to a certain room and knocked on the door. After a few seconds of pause, he opened the door and walked in.

The little tengu who was lying on the bed playing psp raised his head immediately.

"Did Gangji come here?!"

His voice was elated.

Sanriyue nodded with a smile and handed the milkshake to the other party. Xiao Tiangou happily took it, and began to tie it up in twos and twos.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this.

Sanri Yue Zongjin also slowly began to drink his own cup, but his gaze swept past the eldest brother of the Santiao family.

——Different from usual times, Fu Sangshen, whose alias is Sanjo Ima, has circles of black air wrapped around his body, and there are faint protrusions in some places covered by the combat uniform. If you roll up your cuffs to see, It is certain that some slight bone spurs can be found.

But the boy shook his feet and drank patiently as if he was not disturbed by these things at all. On the white psp was the words "big win", everything was the same as before.

Sankaiyue casually stirred the milkshake, waiting patiently for Jinjian to finish a large glass of milkshake.

"Speaking of..." he said casually, "is it almost time for that?"

Imaken bit the straw and murmured, tilting his head to think about it.

"Perhaps," he replied, "I don't remember very well!"

"That's true." San Riyue smiled, "After all, my brother is older than me, and my memory is almost normal."

The little tengu wrinkled his nose and accused.

"I think Sanriyue you are scolding me."

Sanri Yuezong smiled and groaned: "How could it be?"

The silver-haired boy thought for a while, until the milkshake he was sucking unconsciously bottomed out, and then let out a disappointment.

His eyes shifted to the remaining glasses.

"I said Sanriyue," he stared at the milkshakes eagerly, "shall we share the remaining patience?"

The boy licked his lips and encouraged the youngest brother, "Anyway, Xiaohuwan and the others don't know... How about we have a drink before they come back?"

The boy stretched out his finger and gestured: "Just a little, just a little."

Even so, when the other three came back, there would be nothing on the table.

The boy who came with Fu Sangshen let out a cry when he passed the trash can.

"What's wrong?" Yan Rong beside him asked.

The boy scratched his cheek: "Isn't this the newly opened milk tea shop today?" He said, "When I woke up in the morning, Jingzi said that I would try it."

"Oh?" Hearing the words, Xiaohuwan raised his eyebrows, glanced at the dunran Sanriyue, and began to think about it.

He didn't continue the topic, and waved for the boy to come over.

"Since that's the case, please ask your Highness to help us get in first." The fox-like young man's eyebrows and eyes fluttered, "If you go back late, His Highness Jingzi will worry about you, won't you?"

The boy let out a quick oh.

"Then solve it as fast as possible!"

**

"I figured out how to solve it!"

After looking at each other and contemplating for a long time, Gang Ji finally smashed his palm, and several small light bulbs popped out of his head.

Yamamoto looked over.

The boy blinked, looking happy.

"Doesn't Yamamoto-kun feel that he has been abandoned by the god of the sword?" His eyes sparkled, "If that's the case, let the god of the sword recognize Yamamoto-kun again!"

Rao even a rough nerve like Yamamoto also groaned, reacting slowly and making a questioning voice.

"What do you mean?"

Gangji blinked.

"That is to say, let Yamamoto-kun's sword god recognize you again!"

At this moment, Yamamoto finally came to his senses and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Even so..."

"Anyway, Yamamoto-kun thinks this method is okay, right?"

Yamamoto scratched his face: "Of course if you can..."

The boy laughed as soon as he clapped his hands.

"If that's the case, I happen to know a god of swordsmanship." He squinted his eyes, "If Yamamoto-kun thinks that the original god of swordsmanship abandoned you, then another god will recognize you. "

——That's why the boy pulled his little friend and stood in front of Skuvalo who was waiting outside.

"Huh?" Captain Varian, who was pinching the strange Japanese material in his eyes, looked over from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't see any strange expressions on his cub's face.

He originally wanted to knock open his own cub to see what was inside.But in a blink of an eye, he thought that this was his own cub (crossed out), and thought of the agile tactics of the boss Yamamoto he had just seen, and then his heart changed, and he fell into a subtle silence.

Boss Yamamoto on the side also looked over when he saw this, wiped his hands and probably understood the cause and effect, so he smiled at Tsunayoshi.

"In this way, this little brother seems to be a master of swordsmanship?" There was more teasing in the words.

But the cub responded seriously.

"Of course." Tsuna said proudly, "Brother Skuvalo is [Sword Emperor]."

The boy stretched out a finger and shook it, swaying from side to side, "[The emperor in the way of the sword], compared with the god of the way of the sword, the sword emperor is more cool, right?"

No, the comparison itself is wrong, right?

Yamamoto just thought it was a child's childish language, he responded with a haha, looked at the white-haired boy in front of him with admiration, and patted Skuvalo's shoulder with his hands.

——This kind of action surprised Skuvalo, who was still in a state of mind. Even if his attention was not here, few people could put his shoulders on his shoulders without him noticing.

The young man who was still thinking raised his eyebrows, and met the eyes of the seemingly honest boss.

"Okay." He raised his chin haughtily, "Don't blame me if you're beaten up and called Dad."

The young man said so, and walked to the backyard first.

Tsunade's eyes lit up instantly.

"Brother Scovalo, did you agree?"

What answered him was the humming sound of the young man.

Although this is quite suspected of being bullied by the big, the proposal is also full of children's whimsy.

But as adults, neither Yamamoto Takeshi nor Skuvalo stopped them, and the two children were full of vitality—especially Yamamoto, whose eyes lit up immediately after hearing the name of the sword emperor.Where is the decline that worries friends.

The place where the two practiced was still the dojo of the Yamamoto family.

Scuvaro looked indifferent, and he didn't seem to pay attention to the cub.

—But this is also natural.After all, the opposite side is just a milk baby in his eyes. Compared with this guy, his father who is a sushi chef can make young people more interested.

But it's not in his character to say regret at this time.

That being the case, why not see how much potential this [friend] recognized by the kid has.

This kind of mentality changed very quickly, and the young man clicked his tongue in his heart, deeply feeling that he was clearly helping the little ghost.

——After all, the current [friend] will become his right-hand man after the imp grows to perfection, even if the future imp is destined to be under the control of Varian, the guy who follows him can't be too shabby, right?

What?You mean kid?

The little ghost is just a raised milk doll, and he can just learn what the Son of the Rainbow taught. Too strong and wait for him to overwhelm Varian?

Thinking of these double-standards, some of which are not, they overwhelmed the kendo brat in front of him within two rounds.

"Tsk." He smacked his lips and commented, "It's really weak."

The boy who was knocked down instantly darkened.

The cub over there looked at him eagerly, causing the young man to recall the performance of the kid just below with a little guilty conscience.

Pin Lepin felt that the kid in front of him was not useless.

The young man thought of it, and began to comment without breaking a sweat.

"The strength of combat awareness and skills are all unqualified," he said with a smack of lips. "First of all, the well-behaved posture is an eyesore."

The boy who was smashed to the ground made people wonder if he was directly embedded into the floor (...) and turned his face slightly, revealing a small half of his face.

"Then...you...recognize me?"

"what?!"

Scovalo gave an expression of "are you kidding me?"

Takeshi Yamamoto coughed several times, and finally managed to utter a complete sentence.

"I've tried my best." The boy didn't seem to care about the disastrous defeat after one move, and stared at the silver-haired young man with one eye, "Has the god of swordsman recognized me?"

Scovalo twitched the corners of his mouth, muttering in his heart that Lao Tzu is not a god of swordsmanship, and after tsk-tsk said trouble, he walked over to the kid.

"Not at all." He said, picked up the kid who was still staring at his friend, picked it up and carried it on his shoulder.

"However," the young man turned his face and said at the moment he opened the door to leave, "I will give you a chance [to gain my recognition]."

The boy's eyes lit up in an instant, and he felt his face no longer hurt, and his waist no longer sore, and even the beating just now was converted into experience.

Even the tail of the dog behind him wagged.

But Skuvalo has already carried the cub like rice and left.

The little En Tuan, who almost fell because of his actions, crawled out of Gangji's hat and moved onto Skuvalo's head, causing the young man's forehead to jump out of several crossroads.

When he walked to the front desk, Yamamoto had already packed a food box, and he was not surprised that they ended in just a few minutes.

"Let's take this little brother as a thank-you gift for my stupid son." He laughed, "It's all sushi made by myself, so please don't hold it against me."

Scovalo twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up the food box and left without answering much.

Tsunayoshi, who was still on his shoulders, raised his head and bid farewell to Uncle Yamamoto obediently.

Sawada Nana was still a little puzzled when she saw Skuvalo who rang the doorbell, and quickly realized that "it is the child Reborn said was coming to visit today" invited go in.

He has no doubts about his own child being carried on his shoulders like rice.

Throwing the cub down, Skuvalo went to tear off the unknown creature glued to his head. He accepted Xiao Entuan well—you can tell by the color that it must be a "pet" given by the Rainbow Son.Scovalo spent some time with Dino, who was also a disciple of Reborn, when he was a teenager, so he also knew that that stupid guy got from his master a pet named "" Antreo" green creature.

And looking at the green color of this slime-like guy, you know that this must be the pet given to the little apprentice by the Rainbow Son.

Knowing that Nana Sawada was bringing dinner to the table, the young man couldn't tear the dumpling from his own hair (?), almost to the point of drawing a knife and shaving his head bald.

Tsuna was in charge of washing the vegetables for her mother in the kitchen and didn’t see the game between the two guys. She followed Nana’s mother and came out with the dishes, only to hear Nana’s mother sigh, “Mr. Only when I looked up did I realize that the two guys were tearing apart.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Xiao Entuan immediately gave up the fight and obediently climbed onto the table.

Gang Ji rewarded him with an after-dinner pudding, kneaded the dumpling and praised: "Xiao En greeted the guests well, be good."

Scovalo twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling very angry.

After the meal, Skuvalo, who disappeared without a trace, left quickly. Originally, the combat captain had come here twice in the name of the mission, but now he is probably rushing to the next mission.

Tsunayoshi told Nana's mother that Skuvalo's brother was busy going to work in a blink of an eye, and she sat on the sofa and sighed with her mother.

"Mr. Scuvaro works really hard."

"Yes."

"I still have to go out to work at this time... Is the boss too harsh?"

"Hmm..." Tsuna thought for a while, "I can't say it's harsh, maybe it's a bit willful?"

Nana wondered: "Willful?"

Tsuna thought about it seriously for a while, and confirmed: "Super-willful!"

So the woman made the final decision and came to a conclusion.

"So that's how it is." Then he cupped his face sadly, "I really hope that Tsuna will not encounter a wayward boss at work in the future."

Gang Ji also held his face and sighed: "That's right."

The author has something to say: From now on, you will be that wayward boss! ! (shake)

In a sense, it is more willful than x!!

You still make a time machine to let your former self do tasks to escape reality! !