Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

"Next, what should I do?" Vento murmured, thinking about the next move.

Ten years later, things are a foregone conclusion. Even now, ten years later, nothing can be changed.

"Sure enough, is there a chance of life only at the last moment?" Vento shook his head helplessly, and could only focus on the battle between Tsuna and the others, "If you can't win, it's nothing."

"Really, why don't you understand?" The Pengelie they can't lose is Gangji Pengelie.

On the other hand, Gangji still didn't know how to face the prison temple, "Fortunately, the prison temple master went to train..." Gangji sighed deeply, obviously it was him who did it ten years later, But it's really uncomfortable to ask the current him to feel guilty.

"What should I do?" Tsuna Ji thought of the time when he went to the world ten years later and saw the prison temple king ten years later for the first time.How could I have the heart to do this ten years later?And when Yuji-kun first went to the world ten years later, when he knew that he could not protect me ten years later, Yuji-kun regretted it for a long time, but now...

"This time, Lord Prisoner handed over this letter to me. What should I do? What should I do?"

Gang Ji muttered while walking, but it was useless except to make himself more guilty, "I will say sorry for him ten years later, how can I say it?"

No matter how much Gangji hesitated, he could only put it down temporarily before seeing the prison temple.Gang Ji just sighed, and habitually wanted to put these unsolvable things back.

"Decimo?" The familiar voice made Tsunayoshi's body stiff, and Tsunayoshi turned his head stiffly.

"G..." Tsunaki's mouth twitched as he read the name of the red-haired man in front of him, "In other words, is Prison Lord nearby?"

G gave Gang Ji a strange look, "No, he's not here, I just came out for a stroll."

"Oh, is that so? Hehe..." Tsuna smiled awkwardly, and he was barely relieved, that's great.

"..." G glanced at Gang Ji complicatedly, and suddenly startled Gang Ji, "Decimo."

"Ah? Uh, um, what's the matter? G...San." Gang Ji looked at G cautiously, for fear of being discovered by him.

"Just call me G." G said, "You don't seem to trust your Lan Shou very much, do you?"

"Eh?" Tsunaki's eyes widened in surprise, "No, why G-san...G do you think so?"

"You don't seem to want to see your Lanshou very much." G just said that, his rose-red eyes looked closely at Gangji's expression, and the emotion in his eyes made Gangji unable to understand, "What does he have? Does the place dissatisfy you?"

"..." Tsuna and G looked at each other for a while, lowered their heads to avoid his gaze, and whispered, "It's not because of this."

Gang Ji sighed, leaned against the wall by the side of the road, squatted down slowly, hugged his legs, and buried his face between his knees, "I just feel sorry."

"Huh?" Sorry? G's eyes moved, did something happen?

"G-san... G, you should also know what I did ten years later during the war, right?" Tsuna said sullenly.

"You mean, the fake death incident?" G didn't show it on the surface, but his doubts in his heart became heavier.Why are you talking about this all of a sudden.

"Yes, that's that." Tsunaki said in an almost inaudible voice, as if he was just talking to himself, "What I will do this time may lead to more serious consequences than that time."

"..." G frowned, "Will you be injured or, die?"

"...Huh?" Tsuna raised his head unexpectedly, as if he didn't expect G to ask this question, "Well, you will definitely be injured, after all, you have to fight, but if you die... "Gang Ji hesitated, "As long as you can win, you won't."

"Then there is no problem." G looked at Gangji seriously, "As long as you are okay as the leader, then your Lanshou will also be okay."

"Uh..." I won't, but I will in ten years' time.Gangji thought helplessly, but he couldn't say anything, at least not right now.

"Forget it." Gangji stood up and patted the ashes off his body, "I'm much better now, thank you, G."

"..." G looked at Gangji carefully for a while, and the worries in Decimo's eyes still persisted, "...You're welcome."

"Where does G want to go now?" Gangji said with a smile, "Do you want me to help? After all, I have lived in Bingsheng for 14 years."

"No, I just came out for a stroll." G looked at Gangji and said, "Then can you introduce Bingsheng, please? I want to know more about it."

"Okay." Tsuna paused and said, "G, thank you."

"... Tsk." G turned his head, not looking into Tsunayoshi's eyes.Is it super intuitive again?

Giotto in the ring breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, G was with him, so A Gang would not think about those things for the time being, would he?It's a pity that only Ah Gang can see that letter, otherwise he would know what happened. Concern flashed in Giotto's eyes.

At this time, in the school's original lounge and present chairman's room, Skylark was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The room was very quiet, there was no sound at all.The small ball of light that was just caught was in Skylark's pocket, and a part of it cautiously poked out.

no response.

Skylark didn't even move.

The little light group was relieved, and fluttered out of Lark's pocket tremblingly, floating around Lark, not knowing what he was doing, and did not leave directly.But after a while, he was caught.

Yunque didn't even open his eyes, he grabbed the light ball with his right hand and didn't let go, "Be quiet, don't disturb me."

Small light group: QAQ

This time, Skylark didn't put the ball of light in his pocket, but held it in his hand, pinching it from time to time, feeling the small light ball in his hand that was trembling with his movements, and the corners of Skylark's mouth curled up happily.Just suddenly, I don't know why I frowned.

The Vongola gear that belonged exclusively to Vongola X's Yunshou flashed slightly, and the purple flame turned into Vongola's first Yunshou, and Arnold appeared directly opposite the Skylark.

Arnold, who was annoyed by Giotto and just wanted to hit someone, had a colder breath than usual, and his eyes shot straight at Lark sitting on the sofa teasing the small light ball like sharp knives.

Skylark's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, obsidian-like eyes filled with excitement and a hint of irritability, "Are you here to fight me?"

Arnold didn't speak, but just looked at the small light ball in Skylark's hand, feeling the cold gaze, the small light ball froze, and didn't even dare to shake.

Skylark squeezed the small light ball in displeasure, and the irritability in his eyes deepened.

"When are you going to return it to the tenth world?" The cold voice didn't show any emotion, and Arnold didn't want to waste too much time on things that had nothing to do with him.

"Also?" Yunque just played with the small light ball in his hand, "I don't know, this is mine."

"Really?" Arnold was not surprised by Skylark's answer. In fact, he had already expected this result, and he only appeared here because Giotto had been annoying him. "I see."

Arnold disappeared into purple flames again, as if he had only appeared to get an answer so he could deal with Giotto.

However, this is impossible.Although he really didn't want to admit it, Arnold knew how much Giotto knew him. If he just went back like this, that guy would not stop at all, and he would have to come out again, which would be too troublesome.

Arnold with this idea didn't want to go back like this and get entangled, nor did he want to fight the tenth Yunshou because it was too troublesome, so he who seemed to have returned to the gear actually shifted his position.

Arnold stood outside in a tree, where he could see what was going on over there without being seen, and then... lay down and went to sleep.

The rare sunshine made Arnold just want to lie down and bask in the sun. The power of X should be retrieved by himself, shouldn't he?

It's just that what Arnold didn't see was, after he had just left, Skylark's expression of holding back something, and the little light cluster that was inexplicably weaker.

The long-lost sunshine did not seem too dazzling, and the rare tranquility made him feel happy.

Arnold was lying on the tree with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt something rubbing against his face.

"Huh?" Arnold opened his eyes and saw a small light group that seemed to be smaller for some reason, "The power of the tenth world?"

Although no expression can be seen from this small group, Arnold somehow feels that this small group of light looks particularly sluggish.

Arnold looked at the little light ball and thought for a while.

The little ball of light, which hadn't waited for a long time to respond, trembled and suddenly fell straight down.

Arnold reached out to catch it, "Stay out too long and it will disappear, won't it?"

The little light group shook left and right, as if denying it.

Arnold looked at the small light ball in his hand that became more and more transparent under the sunlight, frowned, and didn't bother to think about how the small light ball escaped from the tenth Yunshou, "I'll send you back now. "