Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

At the welcome party in the evening, everyone went crazy. After trying their best to reduce their own sense of existence and successfully avoiding the center of the "battle", Vento and Tsunayoshi, the protagonists, hid in a corner to drink and chat casually.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Vento suddenly thought of something, turned sideways to avoid the explosives thrown from an unknown direction, casually threw the empty glass in his hand, and threw the explosives in the middle People, "Do you know why it is called infinity?"

"Eh? Is there any special meaning?" Tsunaji looked at the glass with a very high hit rate, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Well, it doesn't really have any special meaning." Vento shrugged, completely ignoring the sound of the explosion almost ringing in his ears, and brushed his short purple-black hair that was blown by the wind, "It's just because this power has endless potential. Possibility of the name."

"Endless possibilities?" Huh!Tsuna knelt down subconsciously, and the fragments flying from nowhere almost flew across the top of his head.

Well, so scary!

"Yes, the combination of infinity and different powers will have different changes, and there will be different abilities according to the will of the user at the time of combination, so if you can combine your own power with infinity, it must be unique, only you The power you can only use is like infinity. For the traverser version, only A Gang can use it." Vento looked at the bewildered Gang Ji and threw the chair next to him, "What changes will happen depends on Yourselves, even I don't know."

"Ahaha, it seems very interesting." With a pun, Yamamoto easily split the flying chair with a smile on his face.

"Judaimu, leave it to me, as Judaimu's right-hand man, how can such a trivial matter be difficult for me." Yuji firmly clenched his fist.

No, quickly put down the explosives in your hands!

In the chaos, Tsuna put on his gloves unbearably, his golden-red eyes were slightly annoyed, and he froze all these unrestrained bastards.

"Ah..." Vento, who slipped out when he saw Tsunaki put on his gloves, stood outside the door, looked at the huge ice cube with a cold look, and sighed, "It's really spectacular."

Thus, the welcome party came to an end with the ending of the natural disasters being frozen.

And Sheng Shrine,

"I've been waiting for a long time, Vento." An orange flame appeared out of nowhere, it was a flame belonging to the sky, and a figure in a black cloak and a black vertical stripe suit appeared.

"It's okay, I just arrived." Vento nodded to the people who suddenly appeared, watching the flames of various colors appear one by one, "Giotto."

"It's so similar, the tenth generation family is simply a replica of the first generation family." Vento raised his eyebrows slightly, with a little joke, "But there are still big differences in personality.

"I think so, too. Decimo's guardian is more noisy than mine." Giotto chuckled, his face that was more serious in the super dead state became softer.

"Primo~ Where does Mr. Lambo look like that cow kid?" The first generation Lei Shou Lambo seemed quite dissatisfied with Giotto's evaluation, but for Giotto who has long been used to it, this dissatisfaction is simply coquettish.

"What's different?" The man with red hair and red tattoos on half of his face, the first generation of Lanshou G, glanced at Sapphire with rose red eyes.

"G." Giotto called to stop G, so as not to cause another world war.

"Tsk, I get it. Giotto, you spoil him too much." G frowned, this is also the difference between G and Guiji, Jiotto would never speak to his own Judaime in this tone.

"Well~ I don't admit that I look like that pineapple." This rippling tone, the wonderful mushroom bangs and pineapple head, this kind of weird aesthetics in the same strain, where do you have the confidence to say this, Damon.

"It's really similar." Wearing a white hunting suit, wearing a tall black hat, and holding a flute in his hand, the man with a leisurely tone - the first generation Yushou Chaoli Yuyue had a calm expression on his face.

"Well, the ultimate resemblance." The man in the black priest's uniform - the first Harumori Nakel seemed as satisfied with his heir as Yuzuki.

"Huh." It's almost the iceberg version of Hibari Kyouya, except that the first-generation Yunshou Arnold with platinum blonde hair and blue eyes fits Yunshou's personality perfectly, and he doesn't want to participate in their boring discussions at all.

"Then, the guardians of the tenth generation will be handed over to you." Vento stretched out his hand, and a few rays of light flew towards the guardians of the first generation, "Please give the extra portion to the second generation."

"Leave it to us." Giotto nodded.

"Tsk," G didn't seem to want to teach the irritable Shishi Lanshou, "it's really troublesome, how can you become Shishi's right-hand man if you are not calm at all."

"So I ask G to teach him more." Giotto skillfully comforted his Lan Shou and his childhood sweetheart.

"Yeah, yeah, what should I do?" What Yuyue said sounded a little worried, but there was no anxiety on his face at all, but a calm face, if it wasn't for someone who knew him well , probably thought he was just being modest, but unfortunately he really didn't have a clue.

"Oh! Leave it to me for the ultimate." Nakel agreed without hesitation, which was refreshing, but unfortunately he and Yuyue are in the same situation, no, maybe not as good as Yuyue.

"I don't want it. Why did Lord Lanbao teach that cow kid? Lord Lanbao hates children." The wayward Lanbao turned his head to one side.

"That's not okay, Lambo." Giotto whispered to Lambo.

Lamb turned around.

"Sapphire." The tone is slightly aggravated.

Lan Bao's body stiffened slightly.

"Sapphire." The tone was stern.

"I know, I know." Rambo turned back, curling his lips. "I'll teach him."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you, Lambo." Giotto said softly, with an indistinct softness in the slightly curved smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first." After Arnold finished speaking coldly, he turned around and disappeared into a mass of purple flames.

"Well~ Primo, since you have entrusted this matter to me, I hope that you will not interfere with me." Damon narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of evil in his eyes, but he couldn't see that the Simon family's previous war. Kind of crazy.

"Well, I won't interfere, thanks for your hard work, Damon." Giotto looked at Damon with more gentle eyes.

Damon choked for a moment, and the indigo flame disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his voice could still be heard vaguely, "Primo, you are still so naive."

"That guy." G frowned dissatisfied, and didn't have the slightest affection for the guy who betrayed Giotto, "Why is it still the same."

"At least his time is starting to turn again, isn't it? G." Giotto pulled a pocket watch from his pocket, opened it and looked at the frozen time.

Finally free from the past, Damon.

"It's been hard work for ten generations." Yuyue sighed, but unfortunately the first generation members who were in the ring at that time could not come out, Giotto must have been very worried at the time.

"Then, this matter is left to you. You train them in your own way, and I will not interfere." Vento mercilessly interrupted the exclamation of the first generation, and if this continues, it will be endless.

"Then let's go back first." G greeted Giotto and left with the others, probably to think about what to do next, after all, he had to study a training plan suitable for the tenth guardian.

"I'm sorry, Vento." Giotto looked at Vento, "Thank you at that time too, for not breaking the seal of the ring."

"It's just for Ganga." Vento and Giotto smiled at each other, recalling the scene when they first met.

"This ring actually emits flames?" Vento looked at the Dakong ring he borrowed from A Gang, and studied it carefully, "What kind of material is this made of?"

"Huh?" Vento looked at the ring on the table and frowned slightly, "This feeling... Could it be that the ring seems to be still sealed?"

"Well, with my current strength, I should be able to break this level of seal, but it seems that it's not good to unseal without permission... Forget it, I'd better study it again." Vento said to himself He continued to explore the ring, but he didn't expect to suddenly feel that his power was draining very quickly.

"What?!" Vento quickly withdrew his hand, and then saw an orange flame appear out of thin air in front of him.

"Speaking of which, Giotto, can you change the setting that suddenly appeared without a sound, at least give some hints first." Vento glanced at Giotto angrily.

"Yes, the ring should be slightly warm before I come out." Giotto blinked innocently.

"After seeing the situation of xanxus, how could I still wear it." Vento rolled his eyes, really blinded, he is so grown up and still cute... and he didn't feel any sense of disobedience ah! "Plus it's still an unknown item, of course it's better to study it at a safe distance."

"That's not my fault." There was a clear smile in Giotto's eyes, who made him look like a baby.

"But thank you, you helped me restore my memory at that time." Vento relaxed slightly, looked up at the sky, bright stars were twinkling, showing the unique beauty of the night sky, "At that time when I came to this world, I met I accidentally lost my memory, and I even forgot who I am, let alone my original purpose. If it wasn't for you, I am afraid that the Wei Clan's plan would have succeeded at that time."

"At that time, my super intuition told me that if I don't help you, I will regret it." Giotto also looked up at the night sky, "It turns out that I was right, didn't I?"

"Super intuitive?" Vento snorted softly, "It's really an enviable cheating device."

The rare ease makes Vento feel relaxed, especially Giotto, who really makes people unable to raise any hostility. Vento and Giotto chatted all night, anyway, with his physique, it is not a big problem to stay up all night, and Giotto, as a soul, does not need to sleep.

The next morning, at the back mountain of Bingsheng School.

"Phew—" When Gang Ji rushed to the back mountain panting, he saw the first leader of Peng Lie who was supposed to be in the ring and had only met not long ago. Beside, "What's going on here?"

"Huh? Didn't I say that? Apart from me, Giotto is the one who taught you." Vento looked at Tsunayoshi Petrochemical's expression with satisfaction, and sure enough, it was correct to say it now.

"Hey, hey?!!" Tsunaki finally woke up from the petrified state, and shouted in disbelief.

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Inside the ring of Lan, there are waste papers all over the floor, and the words "Tenth Lan Shou Training Plan" can be vaguely seen.And next to the desk that appeared out of nowhere, the first generation Lanshou G was lying on it and writing vigorously.

Lan Bao: Oh, why are you so serious, training and so on.

G threw the pen in his hand at Lan Bao, and stared fiercely: "I think you too."

Sapphire: QAQ