Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

Tsuna's answer obviously made some people very dissatisfied.

"voi——" a big well appeared on Scovalo's forehead, and the expression on his face became even more terrifying, "You guy, as a candidate for Vongola's heir, don't you even understand Italian?!"

"kufufufu~" Rokudoku looked at Tsunayoshi with an expression like you only have this level, "Sure enough, I shouldn't expect anything from you, Sawada Tsunayoshi."

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Gang Ji leaned back, trying to avoid these inexplicable murderous auras, almost fell under the bed.

"Well," Yamamoto patted Tsunayoshi on the shoulder, turned slightly to help Tsunaji block the murderous aura around him, took the notebook and opened it, "It's not your fault, Ganga."

"Ah?" Yamamoto looked at the open notebook in surprise, "Can you see it?"

"What?!" Gokuji snatched the notebook, but there was nothing there, "Is that baseball idiot the most trusted by Ju-Judaime?"

Prison Temple angrily knelt down on the ground.

Damn it, he is obviously the right-hand man of Judai.

Well, I don't know why, but the surrounding atmosphere seems to be more stagnant.

"No." Colum seemed to think of something, and said softly, "That's not the case, Takeshi Yamamoto, can you take a look again?"

"Huh? Oh, yes." Takeshi Yamamoto took the notebook again and opened it again, "Huh? Can't see it again?"

"I understand!" Prison Temple, who was kneeling on the ground, instantly stood up and grabbed the notebook, "Give it to me!"

"Judaime, I'm sorry." Then he looked at Tsunayoshi, put his hand on Tsunayoshi's shoulder, and opened the notebook again, "Sure enough, I can see it this way."

"So that's how it is." Yan Zhen suddenly realized.

"Culom, you did a good job. How did you know that?" Dino said that his impression of this little girl had changed a little.

"Boss, Boss, he is not such a person." Coulom seemed a little uncomfortable with the gaze cast by the people around him.

"That's right." Yan Zhen nodded in agreement, "Gang Ji-jun won't be that kind of person."

Tsunayoshi-kun will not set the notebook so that only Yamamoto-kun can see it knowing this is the case, especially if he knows that Kikuji-kun may also be present.

"Hey, prison temple, what's written in it?" Yamamoto was not angry when his notebook was robbed, since he couldn't understand it anyway.At least Gang knew that it was Italian. As a pure Japanese raised by his old-fashioned father, he had never even seen Italian.

"It seems to be a diary." Prison Temple looked at the notebook and studied it seriously.

"Let me take a look, this is..." Prison Temple flipped through the pages one by one, the expression on his face was a little relaxed at the beginning, and occasionally he would glance at other people mockingly.

Until turning to a certain page, the prison temple's brows slowly wrinkled, and it was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning.

"Ju-Gunji Lord?" Tsuna also felt the unusual atmosphere, and suddenly felt a little uneasy, but was blocked by the notebook and couldn't see the expression on Yuji's face.Suddenly felt the hand on the shoulder tremble, and then slowly clenched.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts."

"..." As if awakened by Tsunayoshi's voice, Guji quickly let go of his hand, "Ju-Judaime, yes, I'm sorry."

"No, it doesn't matter." Gangji waved his hands quickly, fearing that the prison temple would fall into self-blame again, so he quickly changed the subject, "Yes, yes, Lord prison temple, what did you write in the notebook?"

"No..." Guiji hesitated a little, and then immediately became firm, "This is the message left by the future Judaime."

"My future me?" Gang Ji was a little at a loss, since he woke up just now, he felt that something was wrong.

"That's right, because ten years later there will be a new enemy, which will completely destroy the future world, so the future ten generations will find an opportunity to bring us the message of the future, the purpose is to remind us." Prison Temple The choice was made in an instant.

"New, new enemy?!" Again?Gangji was a little flustered, he had just finished the rainbow proxy battle, and everyone's injuries were still not healed.

"Oh?" Tsunayoshi didn't see it, but it doesn't mean that other people didn't see it either. Liu Daokuo squinted his eyes, and his eyes were unclear. The expression of Hayato Gujiji just now looks like he is not just an ordinary enemy.

The desperate and suffocating eyes at that moment, if it was just an enemy, wouldn't let this guy show such emotions.

"Hey, prison temple." Of course, Yamamoto also noticed something was wrong, and was about to say something, but was interrupted immediately.

"Yes, the enemy this time seems to be very powerful, but it will definitely not be Judaime's opponent!" With a firm face, Yuji interrupted Yamamoto directly, and turned to look at Tsunayoshi, "Right, Judaime."

"Ah? Ah, um." Tsunaki's expression twitched, and he looked away.

Why did it become like this again? !

The author has something to say:

The prison temple who snatched the diary, hmph, Judai's left and right hands are definitely me, baseball idiots or something get out of my way (￣へ￣)