Luo Shengmeng has no feelings today

Reborn counted.

A large pile of letters was taken away by Leon, a total of 740 letters.

According to the content, it is a letter a week.

Then, based on the data of an average of 52.14 weeks a year, Akutagawa Ryunosuke has been looking for at least 50 years.

For Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the sense of time passing is very weak.

Because there are too many time travels, no matter how long he stays in the different world, returning to the original world is the time before leaving, the age of the body will not change, and the length of time he stays in the different world is also different. Some come back in a few days, while others take years. Fortunately, the latter is rare, and most of them are the former.

But also because of this, Akutagawa's sense of time confusion is very serious.

Except for the letter, no one—even Akutagawa Ryunosuke himself couldn't remember how long it had been.

What is the concept of more than 50 years?

The average life expectancy in Japan in recent years is only in the early 80s. If there is no accident of crossing, the normal life expectancy of Akutagawa Ryunosuke with poor physique may not be able to reach this average level.

Taking 25 years as a generation, Akutagawa has wandered in time and space for two generations.

It was difficult for Reborn to explain what he was feeling at that moment of trance.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep that night.

I hid this pile of letters in my secret base, read several of them, and wrote a reply one by one.

"It looks like a big project."

740 letters, he also needs to reply 740 letters.

This is no easy task.

But...it's definitely not hard work, it's better to say that Reborn enjoys it.

The letter connects the time they have been apart.

Reborn understands everything that happened to Akutagawa every week in the past through letters.

The reply was to create the illusion that he, too, had participated in that time.

It's as if they were never separated.

In the beginning, I replied to three letters at once.

After that, it will probably be one every day.

Two thousand seven hundred and forty-six letters, even one letter a day, will take at least seven or eight years.

Akutagawa's dedication to Mr. R is obvious to all.

Therefore, the calm Italian man thought indifferently: Even if it is to get his reply, the child will not be too far away from him. If he has new obsessions, he will never think of the past pain again. .People who have wandered for too long should always have a place to stay.

No matter how desperate things were in the past, no matter how heartbroken they are now, it has no effect.

At least he can face everything in the future with that child.

He will not let him bear all the pressure alone.

……

Today is Monday.

school days.

In middle school, classes start at eight o'clock, but Tsunayoshi Sawada wakes up at seven thirty—by his mother, Nana Sawada.

The moment he saw the time, he became flustered. He couldn't believe that Reborn didn't wake him up today with devilish means like an electric shock device, but was woken up by his gentle mother after a long absence.

But... it's going to be late! !

He stumbled and lifted the quilt, and the moment he landed, he fell to the ground with a plop. He didn't have time to breathe out the pain. Instead, he hurriedly changed into the uniform of Bingsheng Middle School, rushed into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face in one go. After 10 minutes, he picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the stairs. He stepped on the ground again, and rolled down with a bang in the early morning, face to the ground.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was helping Nana's mother cook breakfast in the kitchen, subconsciously tightened his body when startled by the two successive movements, and glanced in the direction of the sound.

"Ah, did Gang-kun fall down the stairs again?"

Nana's mother blinked her eyes in a familiar way. The natural and optimistic woman wiped the water on her hands, walked out of the kitchen and said worriedly to the boy at the stairway, "Are you all right? Gang-jun?"

"Eh? It's okay, Mom."

Sawada Tsunayoshi climbed up, he took a hiss, patted the dust off his body, and smiled at his mother in a bit of embarrassment.

He tried his best to tidy up the crooked tie of his school uniform, then picked up his schoolbag, walked to the dining table, and sat down at his place.

The three children, Lanbo, Yiping and Fengtai, had already eaten their own breakfast. Biyangqi crossed her legs, poked the food on her plate with a fork in her hand, propped her face in one hand, and looked thoughtfully Staring at the young man who was helping in the kitchen.

Nana's mother was cooking dashi soup. After Sawada Tsunayoshi came down, she asked the young man who was helping her in a natural way.

"Akutagawa-kun, can I trouble you to pack a breakfast for Tsuna-kun?"

"Okay, Mrs. Sawada."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't wear his long gray trench coat, but an ordinary black shirt and dark gray striped trousers with the sleeves rolled up. He is grinding coffee beans now, but after hearing Sawada Nana's request, he Immediately set the half-ground coffee beans aside.

Then he skillfully picked up the tray, and used a few small dishes to pack a portion of rice, fried sea fish, and pickled vegetables—a common combination of Japanese breakfast.

"Please use, Mr. Sawada."

"Eh? Thanks, thank you...!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was flattered to watch the young man put breakfast in front of him. He was beaten up by the other party just yesterday, but now he enjoys such kind treatment, which made the young man tremble with fear.

Sawada Tsunayoshi carefully looked at Akutagawa's expression.

Although he still looked expressionless and indifferent, but inexplicably...he seemed to feel that the young man in front of him was in a good mood...?

"Well, Mr. Akutagawa..." Tsunayoshi Sawada whispered, "It doesn't matter if you don't need to use honorifics for me. Rather, I always feel uncomfortable when I am called [Mr.]."

"Do not."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke returned to the kitchen counter with the tray, paused, and looked back at the other party.

"Although I am very annoyed at your useless physique and reaction ability, and I really don't want to use honorifics, but after all, you are also Mr. R's disciple, and you are the future of Vengley—"

"Ah, I know, I know!" Tsunayoshi Sawada waved his hands frantically.

Don't say this in front of mom!

Although useless, the boy with a gentle nature exaggerated his mouth and gestures quickly, and froze suddenly when Nana's mother turned her head, and sat obediently in her seat.

Akutagawa followed the other's gesture and looked at the gentle Nana's mother, and swallowed the three words [Judaime] as the other party wished.

The young man scrutinized Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression for a while, full of pickiness, and finally found that although this guy can't do anything good, he still has one advantage...that is, he cares about and protects his family and his mother.

Indeed, being the future heir of the world's number one mafia family is not suitable for a gentle woman who doesn't know about it to know.

My son is going to step into the inner world... Any qualified mother would probably worry about such a thing.

Akutagawa paused for a while, then continued:

"In short, although from my personal point of view, I am quite unwilling to use honorifics for people of your level, but for the sake of respectable Mr. R and Your Excellency Kudai, I will still treat you in daily life. You maintain a certain [superficial] degree of respect for your identity, but if Mr. R needs to be an assistant to participate in your education, this subordinate will never show mercy, please bear this in mind.”

More than just being merciless——

Sawada Tsunayoshi trembled when he was stared at by the other party's dark eyes.

... This is clearly a look that is going to get worse!

[Please do not insult your status as a disciple of Reborn. ]

Even if he doesn't say it, he can still feel the meaning! !

And, since you don't want to use honorifics, don't use them!Why the emphasis is on the [surface] level...!

"If you feel that you can't bear it, then please continue to work hard, Mr. Sawada, to improve your own ability to a level that is worthy of my respect—although it seems that it is still far away, but please don't worry too much. I and Mr. R I'll help too." Akutagawa's tone of encouragement was calm.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared stiffly at the breakfast in front of him, suddenly feeling as if his head had been cut off.

Mother Nana, who was too natural, didn't notice it at all. She happily took out a bowl of soup from the pot, put it down in front of her son, put her hands together, and her eyes were clear:

"Akutagawa-kun looks very young, but he looks very mature and reliable, and he is super considerate. Today's breakfast was made by Akutagawa-kun!"

"Eh!?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who stuffed a piece of sea fish into his mouth, widened his eyes and looked at Akutagawa in disbelief.

Super delicious... no!The point is, does this person know how to cook?

No, no, it’s not surprising that you know how to cook, now there are home economics classes in schools...but it’s super delicious!

This person... Akutagawa Ryunosuke's whole personality has nothing to do with the kitchen.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was staring blankly because he was too surprised, missed the opportunity to express his thoughts immediately.

Probably the purest kind of existence among human beings, Nana's mother, who is easy to give trust and gives people a sense of inclusiveness and intimacy, raised her eyebrows:

"From now on, the results of our family, Gang-jun, will be entrusted to you and little Reborn."

"Yes, please rest assured, Mrs. Sawada."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke earnestly promises:

"Since I'm Mr. R's student, I'm sure it won't be too bad. Even if it's for Mr. R's face, I will try my best to instill knowledge and skills into Mr. Sawada's mind."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Please don't give me too high expectations!

However, speaking of...

"... Where's Reborn?"

"Mr. R is out."

It was Akutagawa Ryunosuke who answered. He didn't raise his head, but was earnestly extracting coffee on the kitchen counter—if he didn't pay too much attention, coffee with a normal process would not be too much for non-lovers. difference.

But if you want to drink it for your husband, it's a different matter.

The best ingredients and the best brewing method must be used. Ryunosuke Akutagawa followed Nana Sawada to a nearby supermarket early in the morning. Although he was not very satisfied, he bought the freshest coffee beans. He helped Nana’s mother finish the coffee. After breakfast, he took out tools from the different space and started grinding and extracting.

The aroma of concentrated espresso slowly overflows under the washing of hot water - good coffee has certain requirements on the grinding degree of coffee beans, water temperature, and extraction pressure, otherwise it will not be able to reach the smooth, pure and rich level.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke took out the thermos cup steadily, filled it with the freshly brewed coffee, and then started to take out the food in the bento box.

"Going out? That Reborn?" Sawada Tsunayoshi whispered to himself: "Could you be planning something again?"

"If you have the time to chat here——Mr. Sawada, it's already seven fifty." Akutagawa Ryunosuke closed the lunch box and divided it into two parts, one with the thermos cup, and the other He picked it up with a cloth, tied it in a knot, and handed it to Tsunayoshi Sawada, "If I remember the time correctly, you should be late."

"Eh!!!!?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at the clock, his whole body froze, he quickly finished the food in three mouthfuls, then picked up the schoolbag and the bento box handed over by the young man, leaned over and said [thank you], and rushed out house door.

"I am leaving!"

"Be careful on the road! Gang-jun." Nana's mother walked to the door and waved her hand with a bright smile.

The beginning of the morning seems to be a peaceful and warm daily life.

Akutagawa picked up another bento with the cloth.

He washed his hands, put down his sleeves, picked up the tie on his own seat at the dining table, fastened it, and then put on the long dark gray trench coat.

"Ahem...then, I'm going out too."

He suppressed the discomfort in his throat because of cooking, and couldn't help coughing a few times until he was about to go out. Ryunosuke Akutagawa picked up the lunch box and thermos, and bowed to Nana Asawada.

"Entrusted by Mr. R, I want to meet Mr. outside."

"Akutagawa-kun is going out too, so be careful on the road."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke bowed again, very polite. After he stepped out of the gate, he walked along the street for a while, and then turned into a dead corner of the alley. into a different space.

The gray windbreaker on his body disintegrated, and a small gray cat fell on the spot.

The cat wagged its tail.

Then jump on top of the wall and walk along the edge in the direction where Tsunayoshi Sawada left.