[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

When Balian's BOSS came to him, Giotto thought he had heard wrong.

When Giotto saw the familiar face, he almost couldn't control himself and punched him.

Sivnora, whom he wanted to bring back with all his heart, unexpectedly showed up in this way, and also brought a plan of Balian to unite with the self-defense group.

For Giotto, it was pie in the sky.

The day before, he was still troubled by the insufficient strength of the self-defense group and the lack of some professional manpower. After all, the residents of the small town have never experienced similar things. Their support is the driving force for Giotto to go on, but this road is destined not to be just Powered by love.

"Are you sure you didn't say the wrong thing?"

Giotto looked at Sivnora's expression of joy mixed with a bit of shame. He thought that Sivnora proposed this cooperation plan entirely for their sake.

Sivnora gave Giotto a look are you stupid.

"You think I'm doing this for you?"

The way he raised his eyebrows had the same arc as Xanxus: "Don't daydream, Giotto, I just act like this because someone expects me to."

Otherwise, in the face of a weak self-defense group, how could it be possible to seek cooperation?

It would be easier to bring down the town directly with your men.

"I was wrong."

Giotto's face was full of yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, as long as there was no problem at all, as long as it was Sivnora's words, there was no problem at all. Small flowers even floated around him, jumping out with a smile.

Sivnora closed her eyes, and after realizing that those flowers were not her illusion, she simply turned around and left.

This is the illusion that the BOSS said.

He thought about it for a while, and decided to put the study of illusion on the agenda. The illusionist who stayed in the family and only listened to Balian's boss action before, probably would not refuse his "request".

So before the four of Xanxus went home, Liudao Mu turned from a cadre to a teacher again, guiding Sivnora's study.

With the successful conclusion of the cooperation between the two parties, Giotto's original idea of ​​only protecting the residents of the town expanded little by little.

The unique smell of gunpowder in war is spreading. Just protecting one place is useless at all. If you want to better protect the people behind you, you can only continue to expand your sphere of influence and let those who dare to come to trouble know. Some can be touched, and some can't be touched after death.

During this period, Balian's manpower played a huge role.

This family is full of guys who are not afraid of death. Facing the tip of the gun, they laugh and go forward bravely, and they can scare each other away with their own aura.

This also gave enough time and space for the self-defense group to grow.

They don't have to risk their own lives to learn the experience of killing the enemy. They have their own "teacher" to lead them forward. At the same time, the unique vitality and appeal of the members of the self-defense group also make the people of Balian live on the knife edge. At the same time, I have more expectations for the future.

The two slowly merged from the two distinct halves. They gathered together to drink and eat meat, share the skills of using firearms, and gossip about their immediate bosses.

As a bystander, Xanxus took all this into his eyes.

When the joint name of Balian Vengley resounded throughout Italy, it was time for them to go home.

"Let's leave in the middle of the night."

After thinking about it for several days, Xanxus made this suggestion: "Anyway, the family is on the right track, and how they develop in the future is their own business. There is no need for them to come and see them off."

"Our Lord Xanxus, he must be reluctant."

Yuejian deliberately distorted the tone to tease Xanxus: "If people from the outside world know that the ruthless Xanxus also has the tenderness of a tough man, they will probably laugh out loud."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Xanxus can now control his expression very well, facing Yuejian's blatant ridicule, he still put on a cold expression.jpg.

"It's okay to leave at midnight."

Yayoi Komaeda nodded, these days he planned to send out the books in the house in batches, some were directly filled in the family library, and some were given to individuals.

There are also some scattered, like autumn leaves, blown by the wind and do not know where to go.

Tsukimi felt that Mr. Yayoi's approach was slightly romantic.

If the world they return to is the continuation of this world, perhaps in a corner of the world, there are books that Mr. Yayoi once read, and there may be notes written by him on the pages of the book. There may also be bookmarks such as petals and leaves.

If it is the opposite, it will be a surprise for future generations.

Maybe someone will find the traces on the books, and look for these books that have been reviewed and approved by the same person with a treasure hunting mentality.

They are inconspicuous things, but when they are connected together, they are a part of Yayoi Komaeda's life staying here.

"Then let's pack up and get ready to go home."

Clapping hands, Yuejian said to Xiaokui and Xanxus in a relaxed manner: "Since Xanxus doesn't want others to know the news of our departure, then everyone should keep it quiet and give them a big surprise after we leave."

No surprises, but more or less a shock.

Sivnora was the first to discover that Xanxus and the others had disappeared, and all subsequent intelligence indicated that there were no such living figures in Italy.

"Perhaps to another country?"

Giotto looked at Sivnora's restless eyes, and softly comforted her: "You see, Uzuki is from Japan, maybe Mr. Komaeda and the others just want to go out for a walk, maybe for a couple of days." Be back in a month."

"Different."

Sivnora shook his head, and then he let go of his hand and intensified the search. After finding nothing, he directly removed all the hands.

It seems that what the boss said, he is going home is true.

The few people who are out of tune with this world will return to their own homes after all.

As for the four people floating on the sea, two of them were staring at Xanxus nervously at this moment, hoping that he could find the right direction to drive the boat back.

Yayoi Komaeda sat in her seat quite calmly, opened a pack of compressed biscuits and ate slowly, and occasionally drank a sip or two of water to wash the powder out of her mouth.

"Mr. Yayoi, are you not in a hurry?"

Their boat was floating on the sea alone, there was nothing around them, only the undulating blue water from which direction.

After watching this picture for a long time, the whole person's body and mind are twisted.

"Why are you in a hurry."

Haven't you heard of such a thing as a signal transmitter?

Then on the control panel, the flickering things at this moment are completely ignored by you, right?

……um, yes.

Xanxus had long since forgotten his piloting skills and was at a loss as to the complex array of buttons.

He urgently needs a how-to guide.

"Listen, there is a voice over there."

Seeing Yayoi Komaeda's calm expression, Liudaokui knew that he had other means. Sure enough, after closing his eyes and listening patiently for a while, the sound of high-speed blade rotation came from the southeast direction.

—Helicopter!

Seeing the familiar high-tech, Xanxus instantly burst into tears.

He had lived a hard life for too long, and he felt that he might even forget how to use his mobile phone.

Not to mention Yuejian, he once again turned back to a high-tech idiot, and he probably has to learn from scratch.

I knew it.

Rokudo Mukuro also breathed a sigh of relief, he watched the helicopter lower the rope ladder, and then Tsukimi picked him up and took him to the helicopter cabin together.

This body should also be returned to his real master.

Leaning against Yuejian's arms, Liudaomu looked up and saw Yuejian's chin and half of his face. He mentally described the face of this teacher who had taught him a lot, and then slightly poked his head out to look down.

"Do you want to be beaten, Xiaokui?"

Yue Jian hooked the rope ladder with one hand, and pushed Xiao Mui's head back twice with the other hand: "If you fall on Xanxus' head, he will definitely punch you out."

"Huh? How did this child fall asleep? It's not that he climbed the ladder, so he was so tired that he fell asleep?"

They took the helicopter back to the castle where they stayed before, Xanxus saw the wrinkled face of the butler, and instantly returned to the day when he left here.

"Master Xanxus?"

The butler didn't know what the liquid that was shaking in Xanxus' eyes was, but he had only been out for three days, and Master Xanxus missed him so much...

Could it be that he really sees himself as a grandfather?

Shivering inexplicably, Xanxus met the butler's more loving eyes, and walked towards his room with big strides.

Back to the original room again, the familiar face was still in the mirror.

Only the eyes left traces of the passage of time. The former Xanxus who wanted to study hard and dedicate his life to Pengo Lie has disappeared. Standing here is a young man who no longer has a youthful mentality.

Whether this change is good or bad, as far as it is concerned, it is not yet possible to judge.

But it is always better to live for yourself and put yourself first in life than to pin your hopes on other things.

Xanxus had a lot of emotion here, while Uchiha Tsukimi on the other side, looking at the apprentice smiling sweetly in front of him, had a bad premonition in his heart.

Uchiha Mukuro's title was quite distracting. He didn't dare to tell Yue Jian that he had been suppressed by another existence all these years, and he watched every move of the other party, and he couldn't come out until that soul left. say.

"Well, good boy."

It was the face he was used to seeing, but the arc of his smile was completely different.

Tsukimi vaguely understood something, patted Xiaokui's head, tucked his apprentice into the bed, and went to find Yayoi Komaeda.

"Mr. Yayoi, Kokuro..."

"Remember Naruto? They just went back to where they should go."

Without raising his head, Komaeda answered Tsukimi's question: "Little Mukuro, to be precise, it's Rokudokuku. He could choose to stay here, but he still chose to go back."

"It must be because there are people more important than me in his world."

Yue Jian frowned in distress: "It seems that I am still not competent as a master, and I can't win the hearts of apprentices."

It's just that it's okay, or... I want to go back because someone is waiting, and I can't bear the other party's sadness, so I choose to go back.

"Then I have to work hard to keep the current Xiao Mu by my side."

He hurriedly turned around to find Uchiha Mukuro, who was restless, and told him a story about Snow White with the beautiful accent he had practiced.

"Please, Master, can you not talk about this."

Uchiha Mukuro's eyes were filled with pain: "I'd rather you speak calculus."