[Tutor] When I say I like you

Reborn wasn't there, very bizarre.

An atmosphere known as the cold field spread between the two of us.

I was thinking about picking an opening line to open up the topic, but Sawada boy spoke up first, cautiously, "Well, Nanami..."

"Ok?"

"You're not that kind of person--no! That is, it's not that..."

I answered empathetically, "Mafia?"

A disillusioned expression appeared on Sawada's face, "Sure! Of course! Yes!"

"Although I'm sorry to make you look frightened," I straightened my hair, recalling the appearance I had briefly glanced at in the mirror before, and thought it was acceptable, "But I do come from the Italian Mafia Vengley family, In the service of his special assassination unit, Valya."

"No, no, no need to say, it really has nothing to do with me!"

Seeing the expression on the boy Sawada's face that I want to stay away from such dangerous affairs, I can basically confirm my previous judgment on the legendary candidate for King Vongola X.If nothing else, what is he fighting against Xanxus is a serious question.

But it's not what I'm thinking about.

I showed a smile that I thought was considerate to death, and said softly, "Sawada-kun..."

"Ah... ah?"

"While Reborn is not here, let's talk to each other," I said in a seductive tone, "for the sake of peaceful coexistence in the future."

"If I don't promise, there will be no peace in the future-I mean," Sawada-kun tried hard to look less like a little white rabbit, "I have nothing to say..."

"Aren't you curious about a killer who came across the ocean?"

Sawada-kun looked like = mouth =, and finally nodded stiffly, "Actually, you want to ask a question, I really don't know anything, don't be disappointed."

"No, an equivalent exchange," I pulled the chair under the desk and sat down, "Come on, you ask first, you won't feel at ease letting a very suspicious person at home who you don't know well at all, there must be someone who wants to ask Yes."

"There are already other weird people in my house...Forget it, okay," the teenager scratched his head, and sat down on another chair, "Can you tell the truth about your situation? No Biyangqi’s sister who came to Japan to study or something, that’s... a fake.”

This question is very level, it forced me to say everything completely, and added a statement similar to "I have seen through all the lies".

"Actually, it's not all fake. For example, my real name is Yui Nanami, a Japanese-Italian mixed race, and I really lived here when I was a child," I said, and paused, "Do you know Valia?"

"I don't know much about Pengo Lie."

"In short, it is a dark organization. Valia is an even darker organization under it. It kills people and steals money. I joined it when I was seven years old."

"...Suddenly, I don't really want to know!"

"My direct boss is the son of the ninth generation. He has always wanted to be the boss. Eight years ago, he rebelled and was suppressed. The specific situation is not clear. Anyway, now he is back and is flying around in Valia. Jump to rectify the organization that has become a 'garbage dump' during his absence. Then he knows your existence, although he doesn't care, but he also misses it a little bit, competitors or something, but he hasn't freed up yet."

"Can you please stop talking..."

I reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder of Sawada vigorously, "Don't be afraid, I was sent here as an intelligence spy in name, to check on you instead of the busy boss, but now I have become a friendly chat with you Your comrade-in-arms, isn't your future bright!"

"Don't get closer without authorization! Such a bright statement is not sincere at all!" The young Sawada boy had a tendency to explode, and immediately lowered himself down after shouting, "You said you were a spy... or something, aren't you a killer? There is also a division of labor in the organization..."

I smiled, the perfect smirk, "No, I'm a great killer."

I stood up, put my left hand on the outside of my thigh, and slowly leaned closer to the terrified teenager, watching him keep leaning back and forth until he fell to the ground... I'm so sorry.

"No more weapons." I held up my hands and opened them.

The Sawada boy who fell to the ground was probably feeling very sad, and he covered his face and didn't want to talk to me.

"That's roughly the case. As for why Reborn took me in, it's related to a complicated story..." I sighed softly, "Sawada-kun, would you believe me if I said I saw you when I was seven years old?" ?”

"...Ah?"

I pulled him up and sat myself down again in a storytelling pose.

I always feel that I should be afraid of touching the scars, but I have never shy away from telling the past. Instead, I have a feeling that I want to dilute it by repeatedly compressing the narration. In the end, it really becomes a dry story, so That's all.

"Our family was originally a vassal of a big gangster in Tokyo," I said calmly, "and also specialized in assassination work. I grew up in Binsheng with my retired grandfather. The old man taught me some messy things, so Nanami After the accident at home is gone, I can barely hang out in Valia. The old man and Reborn are old friends. I don’t know if the friendship is shallow. Anyway, I didn’t have a good feeling before the accident, so I entrusted Reborn to take care of me for a while... ...when your father-"

When I talked about such a sensational story, I suddenly remembered that the R demon king emphasized to me that the poor kid Sawada still didn’t know that Mr. Iemitsu was a consultant outside Peng Li’s door, so he stopped the car abruptly, looking like he was choking with sadness. He had no choice but to soften his tone and continued in a sobbing style: "Your relative happened to be going to Italy for vacation, so he picked me up and left by the way. Passing by your house, I saw you who was only seven years old at the time, very cute... still so cute……"

Sawada boy listened quietly, he didn't spit out the obvious flaws in my words, his eyes were a little surprised, something complicated, he just looked at me like that, shook his right hand, and then let go, as if hesitating Would you like to pat me on the shoulder?His eyes are a very gentle color.

"It's just a chance meeting, and you haven't seen me before," I smirked, "I grew up in Valia until now, and I have become like this ghost."

"Oh...that, that, Nanami, you..." The boy Sawada stammered, probably trying to say something comforting, but it seemed to make things difficult for him, and he couldn't organize his words for a long time, but his face flushed a little.

It's not good behavior to embarrass a gentle and clumsy child, I changed the subject, "Don't you wonder why I have to explain it so clearly?"

"Didn't you just explain what you said!" Sawada boy grasped the groove and resumed his normal speaking level.

I laughed, "It's just that I unilaterally want to leave a way out."

"what?"

"It's okay if you don't understand." I clasped my fingers together, "It's time for me to ask something, Sawada-kun—may I call your name?"

"Eh—? Oh, yes."

"Very well, Tsuna, let me introduce the family members, except Reborn and Aunt Sawada."

A Gang nodded, "Our family was originally just me and my mother, but after Reborn came, it gradually became more crowded. Let's talk about Biyangqi first, she is... Reborn's fourth lover..."

Ah Gang's expression became a little subtle.

"Suddenly I got a little impression. I've heard of 'Poisonous Scorpion Biyangqi'?"

"Yes! He is good at poisonous cooking..." His expression turned slightly worse.

"Well, where are the two children?"

"Lanbo and Yiping are usually very cute," A Gang smiled, and then his expression became subtle again, "However, Lanbo often pulls out grenades, and Yiping occasionally explodes..."

"Not surprising." I said.

"Because you're so weird" was written on Ah Gang's face.

"Then tell me about your current daily life, including the story of Superman Underpants, please feel free and don't be nervous."

"It's impossible to talk about such things casually! What is Superman underpants? Have you seen it?!"

I comforted him casually, and after a few words, Ah Gang described his life in the gate of hell all the time after Reborn arrived, although he felt reluctant but still in poor language. I expressed my deep sympathy.

The atmosphere of the conversation is light and good, at least until Reborn emerges on the lift that emerges from the floor.

"Oh? Is the fight already hot?" Reborn's lips curled up.

"Your rhetoric teacher is crying..." I said.

He ignored his word mistakes, jumped onto the table and said: "The enrollment has been settled, class F of the second year, let's go to school with Ganga tomorrow."

"It's amazing how efficient it is."

"I will leave it to you to ensure that Ah Gang will not be late," the devil looked at me, his eyes were black and bright, and his voice was as clear as water. "If you can't do it, hum..."

"Hehe..." I wiped the sweat that didn't exist on my forehead.

"Make the best use of everything," Reborn touched Leon, who had crawled onto his hands, "I'm still thinking about other things that could be of use to you, so feel free to add. Do you have any comments?"

"Absolutely not."

"Since we are studying together, if you are the only one who passes..."

"No QAQ."

Reborn glared at me, "Stop saying it, idiot."

The idiot accepted all the following admonitions with a low eyebrow, and now Tsunayoshi Sawada, who is really in the same trench, couldn't bear to see it.

But in the end, I finally explained the basic affairs of living here, and I came up with an idea that I could really settle down and settle down for a while.

Although it seems that it is really difficult to be steady and stable.

Withdrew from Tsuna, who was terrified by hearing those treaties because it was also a bunch of strict requirements for him, and I returned to my small room to catch up on sleep.

Sleep, really, can never be too much.

With this thought in mind, I woke up late the next day as a matter of course, even though I washed up and went to bed after dinner.

The young Sawada boy who struggles with being late every day will certainly not be earlier than me, so the final result is: narrowly dodging the bullets of the devil, I grabbed Azuna with a piece of toast in his mouth, and rushed out. Home, running all the way on the way to school.

Fortunately, I memorized the line in the previous tailgating operation.

The author has something to say: The original text was posted on the 8th, and I discovered the big bug of Iemitsu Sawada’s mysterious identity after watching episode 34 recently, so I came back and adjusted it...