Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

Sawada Tsunayoshi took some time to get away from Hibari Kyouya's passionate attack.

Although I had some scruples about the utensils in the office, by the time I left, the whole room, which could be called elegant and low-luxury, was already in a mess.

Kusakabe Tetsuya, who had heard the sound early when he walked out, was waiting outside the door with his people. Seeing Tsunayoshi and his party coming out, the more mature Vice Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee nodded and greeted him, and skillfully led his younger brother in to replace the damaged utensils.

When Gang Ji and his party walked to the corridor, members of the Disciplinary Committee had already trotted out carrying broken utensils.

——Under the coercion of Skylark, the members of the Disciplinary Committee have learned the ability to replace damaged containers as quickly and quietly as possible within the maximum range that the chairman can bear.

In the evening the bill was sent.

Although complaining that Yunque's method of delivering bills is becoming more and more proficient, Gang Ji still accepts the bill at a speed that will make Peng Gelie's financial director cry in the future, and by the way, ask Cao Bi, who sent the bill, if he would like a drink milkshake.

In recent years, the peach の milk tea shop, which has opened branches in almost the whole of Japan, is not a secret in front of Kusakabe, so the veteran vice chairman is not surprised, and is ready to politely decline. At that time, I changed my mind and asked for a cup to take away.

The Disciplinary Committee is as busy as ever.

And Vice Chairman Kusakabe, who shouldered the weight of the Disciplinary Committee and the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, was busier as ever.

Tsuna silently gave Cao Bi a thumbs up.

The life of a first-year junior high school student does not seem to be much different from that of elementary school.

Most of the classmates around me are friends who went straight up from Bingsheng Primary School together. Although I have studied in the UK for a while, Tsuna has been a popular campus figure in the school who is equivalent to notoriety since the first grade of primary school. His departure not only did not widen the distance between him and his classmates, but on the contrary, Tsuna, who returned from studying, received the enthusiasm of the classmates in the class.

Out of various considerations, Gang Ji claimed a position as a librarian, and Shi Shiran left holding the book under the resentful eyes of the class monitor and classmates.

Things didn't come to an end in Obsidian.

After all, a military order was issued in front of Reborn, and even though it might lead to the achievement of "Kyoya Hibari's Bite and Kill", Tsunayoshi still shrank his neck in his heart and went forward without hesitation.

Mr. A, who learned that he was coming, stood at the gate of Hei Yao, and behind him stood two rows of younger brothers to greet him—it has to be said that this scene gave Gang Ji an inexplicable sense of familiarity—when he saw Gang Ji Then, the pupils suddenly burst into light.

He threw away the smoke in his hand and took a step forward, stepped forward under the watchful eyes of dozens of black obsidian juniors, and greeted him very graciously.

This time, Gang Ji really felt that the scene in front of him was extremely familiar.

——When I went to the peach milk tea shop that just opened, didn't those guys from the Tao Juhui treat him like this!

Isn't this a traditional feature of your Japanese gangsters.

The calm and composed boss had strange questions in his heart, and it was thanks to Reborn's skill in cultivating Qi that he did not show strange expressions.

——Of course, even he wanted to rub his eyes when he saw Mr. A's green hair, which was obviously dyed twice, and perhaps dyed with some inferior hair dye.

This green is different from Enkidu's comfortable light green, and is another terrifying color that is closer to fluorescent green.

Mr. A didn't know the slightest bit of complaints from the bottom of Gangji's heart.In fact, Mr. A, who is very talented in being a younger brother, naturally noticed the sight that Gang Jina was looking at him, and he felt quite complacent.

You know, this is the color he carefully selected according to the boss's preferences. As expected, when we met again, he left a deep impression on the boss.

It's really gratifying, congratulations, congratulations.

Gang Ji saw him trotting in front of him, bowing his knees with a smile, and behind him were two rows of teenagers wearing Obsidian school uniforms, and with the rather old building of Obsidian Middle School, it seemed that some underworld organization was secretly welcoming the gang leader.

To be honest, it's a little low.

What's more, everyone is just an ordinary middle school student.

So he smiled, intending to ease the atmosphere, and looked Mr. A up and down.

There is really nothing to brag about.

So Gang Ji tried his best to be friendly and said: "When we met last time, did you still highlight it?"

Mr. A straightened his back immediately, very proud.

Gang Ji hit it off: "It seems that you like this color very much?"

Mr. A laughed.

Gangji sighed inwardly.

Such a good kid, why did he fall in love with such a death green.

Little did he know that Mr. A had a smile on his face, and he was a little puzzled in his heart—the little boss looked at him at a young age, but he didn't expect to like the color of the melon on his head... Sure enough, the boss's idea was not mine Wait for mortals to guess!

After such a brainstorming process, after Gang Ji stepped into the black twilight, it can be said that the host and guest had a good time.

At this time, half a month has passed since the start of school. Although Mr. A can be said to be servile and groveling in front of the boss he considers, but he also has some abilities. After Gangji handed over Black Yaozhong to him with a headache, this young man remembered his favorite movie Hot Blood Beep— - The school drafted a black obsidian regulation overnight, separating the three grades of the junior high school into each other. Like Yang Gu, he went through a week-long qualifying match in each class to choose the leader of each class.

The other students in the class must obey the orders of the class leader, who are at the same level and are unified under the leadership of the boss.

Mr. A bit his pen and thought about it for a long time. He felt that he should think of an awesome organization name for the boss’s organization. However, his education level is really not enough.

And it was already midnight at this time, and Mr. A couldn't find the boss at this time-if he disturbed the boss's important affairs, then he would be to blame for not finishing the job.

So I went down the phone and woke up the younger brothers one by one, and made up an awesome name together.

The Black Dragon Club and the Blue Tiger Club have been proposed again, but they are still unsatisfactory—according to Mr. A, this must be a name that can punch the mountain beep group, kick the bark beep, and be worthy of us. Mighty boss.

Therefore, even though the younger brothers had already proposed many suitable names, they were rejected one by one by Mr. A, who was picky.

This is the first time for the younger brothers to know that their boss is a jerk.

But it didn't help, because they had to keep racking their brains after rejecting the name.

In the end, a shrewd little boy took his brains and suggested that the strongest next door is called the Disciplinary Committee, so we might as well build a higher level than them.

In addition to Bingsheng Middle School, which is governed by Hibari Kyouya, and the organization has become wonderful, the student council is the one that governs the Disciplinary Committee after some deliberation.

Mr. A, who was so sleepy that he couldn't even count his fingers, wrote down this inspiration and went to find Tsunaki the next day. Hearing this, he didn't think there was any problem, and became the president of the student union of Heiyao Middle School—the honorary president.

Thinking of this name, Tsunayoshi involuntarily flinches, and always feels that he has seen the future where Hibari Kyoya abducted duckweed into small biscuits in the not-too-distant future.

How difficult life is.

It took half a day to inspect this territory, and the high-level management had already asked Peng Lie to open the way to pave the way for the little leader. Reborn gave a rough B+ on the answer sheet submitted by Gang Ji, meaning that he could barely see it.

Gang Ji watched him wanting to get an A to show off (invite) Yao (favor) to his mother, but the moment he saw B, his whole body froze twice.

"Reborn, you did it on purpose!" He wrinkled his nose and said, "Obviously there was no addition or subtraction before."

Reborn blinked: "This is the change after consulting with Mr. Yoshida during the vacation." He showed a cute smile, glanced up and down Tsunaki, and came to a conclusion.

"I think it works well."

"However, since you want to get an A, let's move on to the next goal." The devil-like tutor said obediently, "Vongola is the well-deserved king of the world in Italy, so if you reach the goal in the Mafia Academy To a certain extent, you probably need to get acquainted with people of the corresponding class."

He closed the small notebook that was recorded, and showed the smile of the devil tutor: "Well, you are still far away, come on."

Gangji puffed his mouth childishly.

Then backhandedly tried to seek comfort from the cute little junior brother.

"So, Reborn is really too much." Gangji lay on the bed and angrily reported the tutor.

It was noon at this time, and Oda Sakunosuke was cooking for the children in an apron. In the past few years since he left Hong Kong and black, the man found a stable job and had a good income, so he began to pick up some orphans one after another. When I came back, there was already a rudimentary form of an orphanage.

At this time, he was wearing a pink apron with yellow lace, with the phone between his face and shoulders, listening to Tsunaki's random readings, and he was busy with the noon curry.

Oda Sakunosuke is a man favored by the God of Curry.

Therefore, the curries made by him are delicious.

Hearing the sound over there, Gang Ji couldn't help licking his lower lip.

"What is Sakunosuke doing?" He asked knowingly.

Oda Sakunosuke replied honestly: "It's curry." After a pause, he said, "Dazai said he wanted to eat it before, and it just happened to come over, so I made it for him."

The figure of the black-haired boy appeared in his mind following Oda Sakunosuke's words.

Tsunayoshi thought of a young man who used the name of Nakahara Chuya to go to Oda's house every now and then, but it took less than half a year to enter the house, combined with Odasaku's doting (?) tone and behavior, Tsuna Ji had the vigilance that the Oda Chinese cabbage that he raised at home was about to be stolen by a mackerel from nowhere.

No, not just Oda Chinese cabbage.

You must know that the person closest to the mackerel is not Oda Sakunosuke, but Nakahara Chuya as a partner, and even the name mackerel was also taken by Nakahara Chuya.

In this case, wouldn't it be possible that the Chinese cabbage would also be stolen!

Thinking of this possibility, a raging flame ignited behind the boy.

It just so happened that Oda Sakunosuke made an Ai sound, and immediately after, Tsunayoshi heard the voice of the young man calling Dazai Osamu into the house.

He coughed reservedly.

"Sakunosuke, hand over the phone to Dazai," he said, "I have something to say to him."

Oda Sakunosuke blinked, then said oh, and asked the phone to be handed to Osamu Dazai.

The black-haired boy was lying on the sofa, seeing Oda Sakunosuke's behavior ended up on the phone, and it was no accident that he heard the voice of a boy who had met a few times.

"Osamu Dazai... sir, right?" Tsunayoshi said simply and neatly, "I wonder if you intend to be the next leader of Hong Kong gangsters?"

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After these words fell, both sides were strangely silent for a while.

Gang Ji was just a joke at first, but after saying it, he suddenly felt that this method was good.

After all, according to Mori Ogai's description, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters thinks it is an extremely busy job.

In that case, whether it is Sakunosuke Chinese cabbage or Nakaya small cabbage, they can be placed in Tsunayoshi's small vegetable field well!

Such an idea made the young man's eyes brighten, and he wished he could implement it immediately.

Osamu Dazai over there reacted and let out a strange cry.

"What joke are you talking about?" He thought of the parallel world he had read in the "book" in an instant. In that world, he was a little fool who consciously usurped the throne and became the leader of Hong Kong gangsters. Time has expanded the territory to the entire Kanto region, under the watchful eyes of all parties, it is not known how much hair has been lost in the past four years.

Is he such a person!

The black-haired boy straightened up immediately, and retorted against the guy who urged him to kill his boss: "When Mr. Mori was in his prime, he was eyeing the position of the leader... Am I this kind of person!"

Gang Ji answered him indifferently: "Yes."

Osamu Dazai: "Then you don't know me very well." His words were dry, without much fluctuation in tone.

Tsuna is ready to make persistent efforts: "Then how about thinking about it?" He calculated, "Mr. Mori's only picture is Yokohama, and after occupying Yokohama, he is unwilling to move... Well, middle-aged people are facing hair loss when they get older. In a crisis, I think about thinking less and raising my hair more. But Hong Kong and Heiju are currently in their heyday, and they stop in a corner of Yokohama, so Mr. Dazai must feel that he is useless."

Osamu Dazai also replied indifferently: "No."

Both sides broke up unhappy, and Dazai ran to Odasaku to try to let the other party comfort his wounded heart. Here, he instigated the rather regretful cub to lie on the bed, and went downstairs when the time was about to come. He took the plate in his hand and pushed his mother to sit on the dining table.

"Please let me do the next thing." He performed the etiquette of a European nobleman decently, and Sawada Nana covered her mouth and laughed.

The pleasant dinner time passed, and when I returned to my room, I was waiting for the tutor who had prepared the materials. As I grew older, Tsunayoshi’s homework also increased. Because I chose Japan, among the characters of the major Italian mafia, Then there is another list of leaders of major organizations in Japan.

Next, Reborn will sort the major organizations according to their importance, and then introduce them further.

"It is necessary arrogance to know everything to discern whether it matters," said the governess, "but it is folly to know nothing."

So this is why I even know the religion that the family of the brother's family who is the second in command of the xx family believes in.

Little Gangji's face was full of great puzzlement.

Reborn took out Len and gave Tsuna a hammer.

"It's because the church in this area belongs to another family." His big dark eyes looked up, "Did you pay attention to the class, Stupid?"

Gangji blinked, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

Then I heard Mr. Tutor click his tongue.

"Well, that's all for now," Reborn said, "After all, I'm not a professional, but don't worry, I've already invited the corresponding people to teach this area."

Gangji held his chin and thought for a while.

"Is it some lady or lady?" he asked.

Reborn nodded, showing a subtle smile.

"It's my lover."

Gang Ji was startled by him and almost jumped up on the spot.

But thinking about the possible results if you break away from the manners required by the tutor in class, you still try to keep yourself in a polite posture.

He asked cautiously: "Lover?"

Reborn nodded.

The extremely fast-thinking boy thought about the female creatures that appeared in Reborn over the years, and his expression became a little subtle.

Lien's brand CZ-75IST arrived on his forehead.

"Don't think about things."

Tsunakichi slowly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Please spare me, Reborn."

Reborn was in a good mood, so he didn't intimidate Yuchun's disciple, so he let Lien go.

Seeing the end here, Enkidu, who had become a dumpling, came over to urge Gangji to go to bed quickly. Gangji whispered sorry to his friends, and when it was almost time, he packed up and turned off the lights to go to bed.

At night, I had strange dreams, countless pineapple pillows falling from the sky, and the exclusive kufufu laughter of Liudaokuku.

But if it was Liu Dao Mu's invasion, it wouldn't be such a scene, Gang Ji grabbed the pineapple pillow that Pa Ji had slapped on his forehead, and hesitated for a while.

"Mamon?"

Even with the confidence of his family's super intuition, Tsunayoshi hesitated, but fortunately he didn't make any mistakes at this time. The moment he called out his name, the illusionist's figure appeared in his dream.

It is still a cute little three-headed one.

Obviously they are all babies around two years old, but Mammon is much cuter than the governess no matter what.

Even the upside-down small triangle-like mouth is cute.

Sensing the mental activity of looking at the cub with a blank face but blowing wildly in his heart, the rainbow fart himself hummed softly.

"Even if you praise me for being cute, I won't give you a discount." She said.

Gangji nodded, and looked at Mamon obediently: "Is there something wrong with Mamun coming to see me?"

Mamon snorted: "It's just because of the waste of international calls... That illusion boy you fancy is about to leave Northern Italy."

Gangji groaned to show that he knew.

Mamon looked puzzled: "You already know?"

Gangji shook his head.

"I haven't seen Mukuro in a while."

Mamon stared at him silently.

Tsunayoshi continued: "But a long time ago, Mukuro said that he would come to Japan."

But it wasn't always to see the cherry blossoms, so Mamon continued to stare at Tsunayoshi.

Looking at this scene, Gangji thought it was cute, but if he burst out laughing here, the cold and ruthless Varian illusionist would definitely silence him, so he quickly threw out the pineapple bait, trying to divert Mamon's attention.

"Because he wants to take the body of [Vongola Judaimu]." The young man rested his chin and snapped his fingers to arrange a seat for himself. He had already begun to show the shadow of the Italian godfather in the future.

His left hand knocked on the armrest unconsciously, and the smile on his face was subtle that he hadn't noticed. Even Mamon, who had been seen by everyone, followed the intuition cultivated in many years of fighting at this time, and closed his eyes wisely. Mouth.

"Hmph, anyway, don't forget to transfer the money for this quarter to my card."

Although the guy being taught has said not to bother him recently, the money that should be charged Ma Mengke will never be less.

Gangji frowned.

"It's ready." He asked intimately, "Didn't you receive it?"

Mamun thought of the bank transfer information he had received a few days ago, and fell silent subtly.

"Hmph, I haven't seen it yet." The eyes under the cloak glanced at Gang Ji, "But you don't dare to delay."

Gangji said yes with a good temper.

Mamun has always been a frugalist, and after finishing talking, he disappeared into Gangji's dream.

Silent all night.

The next day Mr. A reported the recent situation of Hei Yao. Unlike in the past, this time he obediently put on the school uniform in Hei Yao——and the school uniform per capita. The situation of biting and killing is different. There are only a handful of guys in school uniforms in Black Obsidian, so Tsuna Yoshi has some impression of this army green school uniform.

If it was Mukuro, he would probably like the type.

Gang Ji turned the pen to think, and suddenly came up with a good idea.

Even Mamon didn't know that, in fact, he was responsible for Liu Dao Mu's departure from Northern Italy this time.

Even so, the most important step he took was to express in front of Reborn that he knew a certain illusionist who was also a rare animal in the other world, but the situation of the other party seemed not suitable for joining the family, so he felt a little troubled That's all.

The world is as black as crows, let alone as black as masters and apprentices. Reborn knows the elegant meaning when he hears the strings, and nods his head to show that he knows.

Later, Liu Dao Mu, who was far away in northern Italy, obtained the information that the ten generations of Pengelie were in Japan through an intelligence dealer who had made friends with him.

Then Liu Dao Mu made a plan and set foot on the road to Japan.

Gang Ji lay in the pineapple pillow he was used to in his dreams, yawning lazily, and was about to sit back and wait.

Within two days, as expected, he waited for Liu Daoku with the pineapple pillow, and Gang Ji held his chin in the pineapple pillow, showing a gentle smile.

Two sets of clothes appeared out of thin air. If anyone knew them here, they would surely find that one of them was Bing Shengzhong's school uniform, while the other was Obsidian Middle School's.

But without exception, both the former and the latter are not boys' school uniforms, but women's clothing.

Tsunaji rested his chin, feeling that Liudao Mukuro's expression was very attractive.

So he bent his eyes and asked, "Which of these two school uniforms do you think looks better?"

The author has something to say: Hey, hey (Fang Zhang is calm on the surface): Netizens for many years seem to have transvestites... No, it may be a girl, but I have always misidentified the gender. What should I do?

Tsuna Yoshi: xd