[Comprehensive] gift to you

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It wasn't an earthquake, it seemed that a building had been vandalized - those people seemed to be fighting, and the affected area was not too large.

In short, it is not safe for ordinary people to stay here, and the turbulent crowd may cause a stampede.

Otoha picked up a fallen child and looked at the noisy crowd with some embarrassment.

"It's so noisy..." Young Jill, who was put down, frowned, reached out and grabbed Otoha's clothes to avoid being scattered by the crowd.

Yiyu tapped his cheeks, added a loudspeaker magic, got up and clapped his hands: "Everyone maintain order, pay attention to whether there is anyone who has fallen beside you, if you can't find the child, please shout loudly - the movement over there is just Accident, please don't panic."

The boy's calm voice easily calmed people's emotions, and the child soon heard his mother's shout, and trotted over.

Otoha blinked, and when he was still hesitant to go to the scene of the incident to take a look, Young Jill had already walked over.

There was a lot of voices, but the closer you got to the incident site, the fewer pedestrians there were. The culprits were still fighting happily at the incident site, not at all conscious of hiding their ferocious force.

but--

Otoyu looked at the black-haired boy and the silver-haired boy who were killed in seconds, opened his mouth, and remained silent for a while.

Young Jill sighed sincerely: "So weak."

"Yamamoto! Prison Temple!" The brown-haired boy kneeling on the ground yelled worriedly.

Yiyu always felt that this person looked familiar, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

...Speaking of which, why does this person still have the mood to chat and complain with the people next to him in such a tense and life-threatening situation?

"It's so boring..." Young Jill yawned and pouted.

Then the brown-haired boy burst his clothes, rushed up in a pair of underwear - was thrown out - and rushed up again...

Otoha: ...

His expression became subtle, and he tried his best to recall, but he couldn't pull out such a "distinctive personality" person from his memory.

"Aren't the dead air bullets alone useless? I originally wanted to use the complaining bomb to put Ah Gang into a super dead air mode, but if I use that, Ah Gang will be sore all over and unable to move for two weeks."

A child dressed like a potted plant coser—or a baby explained it like no one else.

Otoha: ...I, an outsider, is still here—even though I don't understand what you're talking about.

Even though the silver-haired man pointed his long sword at the brown-haired boy in a pair of underwear, Otoha didn't feel like going out to help for a while—after all, the atmosphere was too strange.

"It's like playing a house," Youngjill commented. "The guy with the blue flame above his head was the one who was most injured—his hand seems to be broken."

The two watched for a while, and finally Otoyu left with Young Jill in his arms—after all, the following conversation may involve private matters of disputes, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to listen.

The most urgent thing is to think about where to choose to live temporarily——

For the fifth time, Otoyu threw the thief who stole the bag to the ground, and accepted the woman's thanks and gift with a wry smile.

Young Jill raised his hand and grabbed a small lottery ticket that flew over. He smiled and shook the piece of paper: "Let's go and discuss with the shopkeeper."

#Lucky ex's smile#

#Not afraid of overturning#

The prize redemption day happens to be today, and the number has already come out. The number of the first prize is exactly the same as that on the "garbage" that Young Jill grabbed casually. Immediately went to the bank to withdraw cash and left.

Otoha: ...

He caught a bag-stealer again, feeling helpless: "Isn't your golden rule too exaggerated..."

"Thank you," the woman who was carrying a big cabbage was a little out of breath, but she still managed to raise her head to thank her, her eyes curled up, "There are so many good people now... Ah, Otoha?"

Yiyu blinked, feeling vaguely familiar with the woman who called out his name: "Well, may I ask who you are?"

"Hey, I've grown up so much, I was only a little higher than my knees when I was young..." The woman wiped off her sweat, took the bag that Otoha handed over, and invited in an elder tone, "Would you like to come to my house for dinner?" A Gang will be very happy to see you."

——A sincere invitation, not a formality.

Otoha and Young Jill looked at each other, then smiled at the woman: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

The woman's name is Nana Sawada, and she went shopping to celebrate her husband finally getting out of work. There is a son named Agang at home-it is said that there are many interesting residents in her house.

The house is very ordinary - except for the overly uniform workman's uniform and the overly earthy rubber boots with muddy soles in the entrance.

"Oh, are you a new guest?" The blond man sat on the floor carelessly and beckoned, "Come on, let me tell you about my work around here."

"Ah, dear, it's really—" Sawada Nana looked deeply in love, covering her face with a sweet smile, "This is Ganga's former playmate, you two have a good chat."

So Otoha and Young Jill sat down, and the two girls listened to Sawada Nana's husband brag [bi——].

He said he was digging for oil in Antarctica—

He said he went to the North Pole to dig for oil—

He said he had found polar bears in Antarctica—

Otoha finally recalled how this sense of familiarity came about.

That Tsuna must be the one who bestowed the "intuition" on him in the first place——I have to thank him very much.

The man talked for a while, and fell asleep resolutely on his stomach under the eyes of Young Jill smiling but with an inexplicable "If you keep pushing, I will kill you".

The next moment, the door was opened, and the brown-haired boy ran in in a panic, and saw the sleeping man at a glance: "Sure enough, he's back!!!"

There is no need to express the complaints inside.

Otoyu: ...It's you, no wonder it looks familiar.

"Huh? You are..." Tsunayoshi Sawada straightened up nervously as he looked at the black-haired boy who was quietly holding the tea and looking sideways at him indifferently.

But, terrible! !

Otoyu blinked, put down his teacup, stood up, thought for a while and bowed to the boy: "When I was young...thank you very much."

He smiled at Sawada Tsunayoshi, and the spring blossomed instantly, making Sawada Tsunayoshi feel a trance and saw a flower clustered behind the black-haired boy.

"Huh? When I was a child?...Ahhh, I can't bear such a big gift!" The brown-haired boy hurriedly bowed back.

"Huh? Did Ah Gang help you with anything when you were young?" The little baby in a suit on the side raised his hat, "You watched him for a long time at that time, didn't you know that he was in crisis, but you didn't help?"

These words are too sharp.

"What do you mean?" The blond boy who quickly finished chatting with the two girls turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. "My master just condescended to thank you. Could it be that you want to make more excessive demands?"

The temptation was brutally blocked by Young Jill.

"Master?—Is it equivalent to BOSS?" The little baby stroked his temples thoughtfully, "It's best for you not to interfere in the affairs of the Pengo Li family."

——Although I don’t know which family this is, but it’s good to be kind at this critical moment.

And the feeling these two people gave him was—very dangerous.

Compared with the blatant sense of danger of the guillotine, these two people are more like concealed sharpness, but can kill poison at any time.

"We don't want to interfere either," the blond boy pouted, and took Otoha's hand, "Let's go, Master, we don't seem to be welcome here."

Otoha hesitated for a moment, then nodded to Sawada Tsunayoshi: "I owe you a favor."

"Huh? Favors or something..."

A green hammer hit Sawada Tsunayoshi unceremoniously in the stomach.

"What are you doing reborn!!!!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

"Take this favor well, stupid gang." Reborn's beady eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

"Maybe it will be useful in the future."

The author has something to say: Young Jill looks soft and harmless on the surface, but he is still a king after all (.)

Young Jill: super fierce

Otoyu’s family members, plus the boss, there are only two in total (after all, heroic spirits are replaced every day and do not appear repeatedly—excluding the ones with two people and one spirit foundation) hhhhhhh

By the way, the Heroic Spirits (except the delicate x like Mozart) are almost all combat power ceilings

reborn: This family should not be underestimated, there are many talents.

Otoyu: ...you may not believe me if I tell you, I'm really not the mafia boss (headache)

Thanks Kogure(?) for mine

By the way, anyone who has read the timetable almost knows the arrangement. Regarding Wenye, K and so on, I just go with the flow.

sword words are short