Luo Shengmeng has no feelings today

His name is Bailan Jesso, he is 15 years old, a junior high school student in the United States, he has a good family background but has no special status - the special here refers to being related to the existence of high status in the world's mafia or political circles, but it is very ordinary Like the young people of the same age around him, he loves to go to various places to try new things. He has a good mind and treats women as gentle and polite as a gentleman. Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with him.

It's almost easy to make girls happy with sweet words, and the female companions around him are always changing and changing, and they haven't dated, just come out to hang out and chat together in the name of friends-new things, yes, just for this reason, a girl named Bai Lan The boy is just trying to get along with different types of people, because he is good at smooth talk, so he does it.

Even so, he thinks he is not a bad bad man, because he has never insulted any woman, and he will not propose a relationship, and he will deliberately keep a certain distance when getting along. Of course, girls because of his Appearance and gentlemanly behavior can't help but secretly agree with him, it's not his business, and it's not that he doesn't mean to find a regular partner, but no matter which time he gets along, the final result will only be one - bored.

The pursuit of novelty and challenge, as well as having a playful but eager desire to win, quickly loses interest in things that are too clear and simple, uniqueness is what he pursues - this is hidden in Bai Lan's incomparably bright smile Under the true character.

To emphasize, he has a good brain.

To be precise, it's quite good. Even if he didn't attend the lectures, he was able to get the first place in the whole class. He completed the knowledge of the university early, and he is still thinking about his future career direction. Because of this, the things that can arouse his interest are really too little.

So why this time?

He thought, propping his chin with one hand, revealing his good-looking side face. Compared with white people, his facial features and lighter skin shone brightly under the light of the bar, his purple eyes curved Even though he was still a little immature, he was still extremely handsome in the eyes of the girl opposite.

The black-haired Latino girl was blushing and holding the cocktail brought by Bai Lan, talking to him excitedly.

Bai Lan answered casually, her attention was completely attracted by the Asian who had just spotted it in a hurry.

It's just a young man who doesn't fit in with bars—ah, probably a young man, after all, although he looks very young, the age of most Asians must be estimated upwards, and the material of the other party's clothes and shoes is quite expensive High-end products, details and styles are the type that mature men would like, and they reveal a steady atmosphere everywhere, not the type that young people—mainly young people who can’t support themselves—like.

He was sure that he was not mistaken, so it should be a young man.

Why do you notice each other?

It was a very indescribable feeling.

If it is the future Prynne, the successor chosen by the ring of Daiku Mare, one of the third powers of 7, and who has the same time and space ability as Akutagawa, he will definitely say this in a voice as sweet as a jar of sugar [Fate Encounter].

But now he is still an ordinary person and his ability has not yet awakened. He really doesn't know anything about it, but just faintly and very mysteriously feels a strange attraction from the other party.

That was something he didn't know, it didn't belong to any parallel world, and it had a unique breath from outside the world.

The energy covered by the existence under the non-seven cube rule stimulated Bai Lan's hidden talent. Although it didn't awaken him, it attracted his attention.

Especially when the eyes are on the line.

From those abyss-dark eyes that seem to be able to pull people down, Bai Lan felt an unprecedented excitement.

This is a dangerous man.

No matter how slender and sickly he looks.

But, like Bai Lan, this is a very special existence to him... Probably there will be no more special existence, his intuition told him so.

He didn't understand what this attractive entanglement was at all. In short, he seemed to have found a new game. The strong sense of freshness made him want to approach him to strike up a conversation, but the other party just showed a little exploration and vigilance. , the full sense of danger revealed, and the lovely female companion in front of him-a good man can never leave his female companion alone-in short, he intends to wait and see for a while.

Then the next second the person disappeared.

Bai Lan just chatted with his female partner for less than a minute. When he turned his purple eyes again, the Asian young man in a dark windbreaker disappeared completely from his sight without a trace. He stared wide He closed his eyes, stood up in a daze, and looked around.

Can't find anything.

A killer who is good at hiding his tracks wants to get out of the sight of an ordinary person, which is the natural result.

The current Bai Lan does not possess the vast amount of knowledge shared by himself in the eight trillion parallel worlds. He is just a 15-year-old ordinary American junior high school student.

All have not yet started.

Bai Lan lost that peculiar Asian young man in disappointment. He wandered around the bar for the next few days without seeing him. During class, he dragged his cheeks and took a pen to draw in his notebook. With an amazing memory, he described him as face was recorded.

Dark and dull, abyss-like eyes, and very personal appearance features, black on the top and white on the temples.

"Hey Bai Lan, what are you drawing?"

The Latina girl who went to the bar with him before came over immediately after class. She blinked and saw the picture in Bai Lan's book. A boy I have never met before, I thought you would draw me, hey, Bai Lan, tell me, you are not gay, right?"

The white-haired and purple-eyed boy looked at her innocently, then looked down at his notebook with great interest, "It's hard to say, I might fall in love at first sight... Sigh, don't show such an expression, I'm just joking. "

"So, who is he?" the Latina girl asked. "Is there a guy in our school?"

"Of course not." Bai Lan replied with a smile, "It's just a random drawing."

The white-haired boy tore off the painting and put it in his pocket.

He still lives carelessly, and occasionally goes to that bar to see if he can squat that Asian, but unfortunately, not once.

Bai Lan also didn't know what she was looking forward to. Could it be an unprecedented new and exciting world?

Just a stranger.

He thought so.

Until a month later, in Namori Town, Japan.

A young man named Masaichi Irie received a gift from the Povino family, a mafia in the other world, because of an adventure.

A decade bazooka.

Irie Masaichi kept traveling between parallel worlds, he saw countless futures, and met the same person in multiple parallel worlds by coincidence.

Qualitative change caused by quantitative change.

[That person], who is inherently talented, awakened his abilities under the stimulation of Masaichi Irie's ten-year use of rocket launchers to travel through parallel worlds and many coincidences.

The ability called [Peeping Parallel].

He can share knowledge and ideas with himself in eight trillion parallel worlds [at the same point in time], and can peer into parallel worlds.

The one who awakened at the beginning was the individual named Bailan ten years later, because Masaichi Irie came to the future ten years later through the ten-year rocket launcher, and met Bailan ten years later many times to trigger the other party's potential power.

Ten years later, Bai Lan used this power to establish an army with the most extraordinary knowledge and the most advanced armed forces no matter which parallel world he was in, and then established his own Jesso family together.Because of this ability, everything he did was extremely smooth, which caused this young man who was not fresh enough to feel gradually bored. In the end, he made a rather terrible decision.

— Destroy all worlds.

Irie Masaichi found that no matter how much he used the rocket launcher for ten years, except for some minor differences, the future parallel world he visited became a barren world, devastated by the war, he finally realized it.

Through his misuse of time and space, he has lured a terrifying demon.

According to common sense, Bai Lan's individual who first awakened his ability [ten years later] would not be able to master all the knowledge of the eight trillion parallel worlds in a short period of time, and then develop so quickly and destroy [ten years later] ] All the worlds are right.

However, when Masaichi Irie traveled repeatedly, Bailan's subordinates installed a transmitter ten years later, and inadvertently transmitted the message to the young Bailan in his world.

Pulled out Bai Lan's ability ten years ago, and gave him ten years to act.

This is the root cause of the destruction of the eight trillion parallel worlds.

And Bai Lancai, who was only 15 years old, had awakened his powers, and after finally adapting to the knowledge in his mind, he finally realized what it was about the young man who had hurriedly passed by not long ago that attracted his attention so much.

That is the [unique] individual that only exists in a certain bundle...named as α world-line.

……

The Battle of the Ring came to an end, and Tsunayoshi Sawada led the family members to finally win the war. The identity of the Xanxus rebellion was also revealed - he was not the biological son of Nine Generations, and he had no right to inherit without Vongola's blood. He has been deceiving his adopted son with white lies, and the too gentle old man has struggled for decades and failed to tell him the truth, and finally this kind of tragedy is brewing.

After all, in the impression of Xanxus when he was young, as the son of the ninth generation, he had always been the heir of Vongola, and everyone around him said so.

Kudaime never denied his inheritance rights.

He couldn't bear to say it.

therefore.

How much Xanxus admired the nine generations and how much he loved Pengo Lie. When he learned of his life experience, the hatred that fell from love turned into extreme anger.

Even a well-intentioned deception is a deception after all.

"It's all my fault."

Kudaime woke up three days after the end of the Ring War, he looked tired and blamed himself.

"Yes, you should be very clear about how greedy the children from Waste Street are. People like them have quite stubborn ideas about [their] things. After all, you are also a mafia leader. Because of your soft heart, you will have no The child of the relationship admits it and gives him a hope that does not belong to him, so he should be prepared to be bitten back when his hope is shattered."

Reborn snorted coldly, and said dissatisfied with his best friend.

"Not all children from Waste Street are like this." Kudaimu said, "Look, Ryunosuke is different."

"That's because I gave [the right] education."

Reborn was not polite, "I was a little surprised when it was reported that you had picked up your illegitimate child back then. Now it seems that you really deceived everyone on your own initiative. I said that you wanted a child so much. Don’t get married? The mafia godfather, even at your current age, there are countless women who want to marry you. What’s more, you can pick an obedient one. I remember you said before [I want a Ryunosuke] Such a well-behaved and lovely child]... what is this now?"

Kudaime smiled, his vicissitudes of eyes were gentle, "Sorry for worrying you, Reborn."

"You should tell Jiaguang this sentence, he is the busiest one."

The little baby exhaled, "What are you going to do with Xanxus? Personally, I recommend execution. This guy has betrayed twice, the cradle incident eight years ago, and now... for the Mafia, betrayal is already a felony."

"Let me think, Reborn, let me think."

Reborn knew his friend well.

He is too gentle, and he also values ​​family affection, especially now that he is getting older, he prefers his son even more.

Xanxus is the adopted son, yes.

But the purpose of the nine generations is indeed to cultivate him as his own son, and he has given his sincere feelings.

Mr. No. [-] killer in the world didn't force Kudai to make a decision, he just pressed his hat and left the ward.

In a short time, Jiudaimu will be sent back to Italy under the protection of Vongola's forces.

The leader is already awake, and the matter has come to an end. After completing several assassination missions, the hired Akutagawa Ryunosuke finally returned to Binemori a week later.

Everyone in the Sawada family breathed a sigh of relief, completely unaware of the turbulent waves coming from the future,

In the calm before the storm, the peaceful daily life unfolded again.