Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

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It was rare for Hayato Prison to be so cautious.

Ever since he made up his mind to become a qualified assistant to the tenth generation of Pengel, he has learned to manage his emotions, expressions and even his heartbeat, so that he will never let the respected leader lose face because of himself.

He wants to be the right-hand man who can be recognized by the leader.

Therefore, for him, such a moment of losing his composure like now is really rare.

Even when the news of the tenth generation of Pengelie's death came, the guardians who were still on the field at that time did not lose their composure. They just settled the affairs in hand more vigorously than before, and set off to return to Italy after completing the follow-up arrangements. the way.

Only he himself knew how he felt when he saw the lifeless Sawada Tsunayoshi lying in the coffin.

That was when the sky and the earth collapsed, the mountains and rivers changed color, everything in the world seemed to turn gray in an instant, the flow of time was meaningless, and the soul collapsed in an instant, leaving only the body of the prison temple Hayato left here World.

From that moment on, Hayato Gakuji was dead.

——If you want to describe it like this, then the Prison Temple at this moment is a fake corpse.

Tsunayoshi blinked obediently and let the nervous young man scrutinize him. Even though ten years had passed, Hayato was still familiar to him.After slightly estimating how much impact he would have on his dear left and right hands in the coffin, Gang Ji also slowed down his actions, as gentle as he was with the new little white cat raised by the uncle next door.

Ren Ling Temple looked around for a while, guessing that the time was almost up, so he tilted his head, and called the other party's name again.

"Prison Temple?"

The young man who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time realized this in a daze. Even though his heart was full of turmoil, he pretended to be flawless on his face.

He closed his eyes, swallowed his own grief and sorrow, and when he opened his eyes again, he was always calm and fierce.

"Judaimu, time is running out. Please listen carefully. When you go back to the past, you must implement what I am telling you now."[1]

Gangji blinked.

"It's okay." He nodded his chin and said, "But before that, I want to know what's going on now."

"After all, the exchange time for the bazooka after ten years has passed... I probably won't be able to go back in a while."

Only then did Hayato react, and he got stuck for a while, not knowing what to say.

Gangji rolled his eyes and smiled.

"So, rather than what to do after going back, it's better for me to understand the current situation—isn't it?"

"Well, I'm very interested in that guy named Baibai or Baibai just now."

Prisoner blinked blankly, and saw the familiar white lily that had appeared countless times behind his leader's back and was filled with black air behind the boy with a gentler smile.

No, as expected of Judaime!

Gang Ji looked around, and then said: "Also, the person who came with you can also let him out... No, is it her?"

The young leader squeezed his chin, and quickly filtered through his mind the female candidates from the middle and upper classes of Pengelie.

The prison temple reacted, and made a gesture to ask to go with him, and the person who was hiding in the dark when he came to investigate the situation showed his figure just in case.

"This is Lal Milch." He introduced to Gangji, "He is a consultant outside the door."

Tsuna looked at the figure who jumped down from the tree, and was silent for a while, hesitatingly called out the name of the woman he had seen several times, who was as young as he was now in memory.

"...Miss Lal?"

Lal Milch was also obviously stunned by this title, but in less than half a second, the next moment, flames emerged from the woman's body, and she attacked Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Yuji immediately stood in front of Tsunayoshi to resist her attack, and was held in place by Lal Milch's weapon.

The silver-haired, blue-eyed young man clicked his tongue, and immediately ignited a red flame.

"No, wait a moment." Gangji stopped him, "Miss Lal probably wants to see the strength of [Pongelie Judaimu] ten years ago."

He stood in front of the prison temple, turned his face halfway, and skillfully lit the flame.

"In that case, let her see it."

"Satisfying the wishes of beautiful women is the criterion of Italian men."

Before the words fell, Lal, whose purpose had been exposed, attacked.

Probably seeing the strength of Sawada Tsunayoshi who had dealt with the phantom of Bran Jesso before, she didn't try it first, but lifted the cloak and inserted the flaming ring into a box-like thing.

Seeing this, Tsuna jumped back a few steps to avoid the attack, and he had a judgment on the purpose of the box.

"Hmm... a new type of weapon in this era?"

As a result, his subordinates immediately released flames, and instantly moved behind Lal at a speed that the naked eye could never catch, and restrained the woman before the other party noticed.

But the weapon didn't stop tracking, and he followed Gangji around the corner and hit him in front of him.

Lal turned around and swept away, but Gang Ji used his strength to block the incoming chains.

When the chain was about to pierce Lal's body, the flame belonging to Tsunaji cast a light curtain between the two, stopping the critical moment.

Gangji turned his face sideways, the flame disappeared, and he was still smiling.

"How, Miss Lal?" he said, sounding a little smug. "Did I pass your test?"

Lal Milch stared at this young man who was different from the impression and records through the goggles for a long time, and pulled out a sassy smile.

"So-so."

After such a fight, this place cannot stay for long.

Tsuna tied the ring with a few chains that Ral had given him—it was said that this would prevent the ring's energy from being captured by the enemy.

He was walking in the middle surrounded by Lal and Yuji. The young Yuji seemed to have calmed down completely, and he introduced the future situation to Tsunaji in an orderly manner.

Overall, this is not a future to look forward to in the standard sense.

The villain in the traditional sense is a man named Bran Jesso.Today is the Mafia family Mirufiore, whose dream is to dominate the world.

Not to mention the wonderful painting style of "I, Bailan Jesso has a wish", under the conspiracy of Bailan Jesso, the world's strongest Rainbow Sons all died, and the Vengley family, which once dominated the world, was also in jeopardy. The headquarters in Italy has also fallen into a state of destruction.And if you don't stop him, the whole world will fall into destruction.

After listening to the introduction of Youth Prison Temple, Tsuna subtly fell into silence.

Noticing this unusual silence, Prison Temple turned his head to the side, his usual stern expression softened a little under the watchful eyes of the bonfire, as if taking it out would make his music fans clap their faces and yell.

"Do you have any ideas?" His voice was as gentle as he didn't want to wake up from a dream.

Gangji let out a sigh.

"Have some ideas." He said, but he didn't want to talk too much - after all, there are too many things to complain about.

The Youth Prison Temple agreed gently.

Lal Milch was not the talkative type either, so when Tsunayoshi and the youth prison temple stopped talking at this time, the dark night seemed deserted.

The eyes of the young prison temple were always glued to Gang Ji, even though he was grilling fish patiently, he did not forget to pay attention to Gang Ji. After the boy sneezed, he took off his coat and handed it to him, along with the freshly baked things. .

Gangji thanked him, and wrapped the coat of the youth prison temple around himself without any hesitation.

The young man's suit was a little too big for him, so Tsuna needed to roll up the sleeves a few times to expose his hands.

After doing these actions, even though Gangji has shown a mature appearance that does not match his age ten years after his arrival, it still adds a bit of childishness, which caused a smile to appear in the eyes of the young prison temple.

"Let me help you, if you don't mind," he suggested.

In fact, Tsuna had almost done it, but he still stretched out his hand and said, "Please, Mr. Prison Temple".

As soon as he said this, the youth prison temple felt a little sour in his nose.

But the moment of warmth didn't last long, almost at the moment when Yuji rolled up the cuffs for Tsunaji, the bonfire was blown away by Lal, Yuji stood up and frowned.

Tsunayoshi raised his head while holding the ridiculous grilled fish, and found the existence of a certain instrument that flashed by.

The next moment, Prison Temple frowned and bent down to ask him for instructions.

"Get ready, Judaime, we're leaving here soon."

Lal opened the way ahead, and Gangji and Yuji followed behind. Hearing from Jiji Science Popularization, this is also Mirufiore's detection method. If it is discovered, it will inevitably be a pain.

His mouth seemed to have been opened, and as soon as he said this, he saw a big man slowly appearing in front of him.

Gangji and Yuji saw the big guy almost at the same time, unlike Jiji's vigilance, what first rose from the bottom of Gangji's heart was subtle kindness.

——It’s Mosca!

It's the robot (crossed out) Mosca that brother Xanxus said would be given to him in the future! !

The young leader suddenly became eager to try.

But in this era, the dream robot does not seem to be a hero or a weapon to save the world, but is in the hands of the villain boss.

If it was only Lal, it would take some effort to deal with this big guy.Therefore, Youth Prison Temple whispered to Gang Ji, "Please wait for a while", and walked forward.

But before anyone made a move, a figure jumped up from behind the big man, crushing a crack on the steel giant.

"Shockwave...[1]" Lal Milch murmured.

Prison Temple had already recognized the person coming, and immediately subconsciously clicked his tongue.

"Shark Shock.[1]" The visitor held the knife behind his back, showing a bright smile, "Rescue has arrived——Juji Temple, your skills have regressed."

"Huh?" Prison Temple clicked his tongue. If he had quarreled with his partner who had been arguing for more than ten years and hadn't quarreled enough in the past, his mind was full of the leader behind him, and he immediately turned around to confirm that he was placed behind him. Tsunaki's safety.

Seeing Gang Ji obediently waving at him, the big cat, who was vigilant and guarding the food, let out a breath.

"Huh? Are you hiding something in the back?"

Yamamoto leaned over carelessly, and when he saw Tsunayoshi, he subconsciously made an "Ale" sound.

"It's a joke...I don't think so?"

Gang Ji consciously walked in front of his future friend No. [-], looking up at him.

I saw Yamamoto mechanically repeating his purpose of coming to meet the consultant outside the door, and then questioned his soul.

"I didn't expect you to come too, but it seems that you have shrunk a little... Is it a phantom? Or a monster? [1]"

These words are full of Yamamoto flavor.

The youth prison temple twitched his mouth, but did not answer him, but looked at Gangji.

So the young leader pursed his lips, blinked his eyes and raised his head, tiptoeing to touch the head of the black-haired youth.

"I am the past Tsunayoshi Sawada." He said, "I will trouble you to take care of me in the future, Takeshi."

The young man who was scratching his head because of his own words suddenly paused, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's a phantom, this big and small Gang called me Wu or something", pinching Tsunayoshi's face under the murderous eyes of the prison temple. Rubbing his hair to confirm that this is a living, real Tsunayoshi Sawada.

The young man breathed out a nervousness that he didn't even realize.

"You look fine, Gang.[1]" he said finally.

As he grew older and the actual case (crossed out), the teenager Tsunayoshi who was more resistant to being touched by others on his head pursed his lips, opened his eyes and looked at Yamamoto for a while, and hummed.

"Of course," he replied.

With Takeshi Yamamoto, the road went faster, but after a while, a few people came to Vongola's underground base.

This is the underground base established by the future Sawada Tsunayoshi, and it is also the safest place in the entire Nishiki.

After numerous barriers and identity verification, several people were finally able to enter the base.

The first thing you see when you open the door is Reborn sitting on the seat.

"ciaos" said Reborn sitting on the seat.

Tsuna turned his head and looked in another direction, and sure enough, he saw Reborn, who was dressed strangely, standing on a high place.

He sighed helplessly, and reached out his hand to catch the governess.

"I've been worried about you for a long time." Tsuna said, firmly catching Reborn who jumped into his arms.

Reborn apologized without sincerity: "I'm sorry, Gang. But this is not what I want."

Gang Ji scratched his head: "That's right, then I'll forgive you."

Over there, the young prison temple and the young Yamamoto felt a little strange about the way the master and apprentice got along. They looked at each other, and one of them helped Lal, who was exhausted, to the sofa, while the other walked towards Tsunayoshi.

Gang Ji also saw the young prison temple with an inexplicable expression, and when he thought about it, he knew the reason for the strange expression on the other side.

"It seems that I am not the same as me in this world." He said, "But after all, there are countless parallel worlds in the future, and it is normal for me to be different."

He sat down with Reborn in his arms, as if he was in his own home.

Such a familiar demeanor made the young prison temple a little dazed, and he hesitated for a while.But it was only for an instant.

Gang Ji pretended not to see it, and continued to speak slowly: "However, I think we should be similar in details and personalities."

After waiting for a few seconds, Yuji realized that this was actually a question, so he lowered his head silently and nodded.

"It's not harsh, take it easy, Hayato." Unknowingly, Reborn has consciously jumped to the side, staring at Tsunayoshi with black eyes that usually show no emotion.

And the young leader folded his legs casually, with one hand casually resting on his lap, and the other hand with a ring symbolizing his leadership status resting on his face, with a half-smile on his lips .

Once again, Hayato Gudera suddenly felt that the leader who belonged to him in this era was sitting in front of him.

He lowered his head subconsciously and respectfully.

The young leader laughed lightly.

"I just thought, if it was me, I wouldn't come to my door to die like you said."

"So, why did you appear beside 'my' coffin at this time?"

"And, what do you think I will go back to the past immediately, and what are you asking me to do?"

"Sarah, tell me."

"Good boy."

The author has something to say: [1] The original line

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Good boy is not what I said, it was 27 who controlled my pen when I wrote this!

Our family, Gang, is really becoming more and more like a big devil.

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Gang Gang (to my future self): tai!You thick eyebrows and big eyes must be uneasy and kind!