[Tutor] Sapphire who sells candles

Although he said he was going to Italy, Lambo couldn't hold back the next day and quietly sneaked into Tsunayoshi Sawada's room.

Reborn was not in Tsunayoshi Sawada's room. Lanbao tilted his head and thought for a while. He probably went to find Kudaime. He turned his gaze to Tsunayoshi Sawada's bed. When he saw the familiar ring, the eyes of Lanbao Can't help feeling nostalgic.

On the silver necklace was a ring belonging to Dakong, which was placed beside the pillow by its owner. The surface of the ring exuded a quiet and peaceful faint light.

Lan Bao took a look at Tsunayoshi Sawada's sleeping posture...the kicked-off quilt and the large-character posture are really without image at all.

"...Giotto?" Picking up the ring and putting it on the palm of his hand, Lambo called softly, but to his disappointment, the ring didn't even change at all, and Giotto didn't respond to his call.

Could it be that the time has not come, and the power of the sky of the Rainbow Son must be used?

Scratching his hair irritably, Lan Bao put the ring back to its original position, and couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw the sleeping face of Sawada Tsunayoshi. When he was asleep, Sawada Tsunayoshi was as delicate as a girl, probably because of the ring At the end of the war, the burden in my heart was also let go, and there was a sense of happiness on Sawada Tsunayoshi's face.

The face similar to that of Giotto calmed Lanbao's irritable mood slightly, and the eyes staring at Tsunayoshi Sawada's sleeping face softened, Lanbao gently put his hand on his hair and rubbed it.

Unexpectedly, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who seemed to be in a deep sleep, opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw Lan Bao's eyes and the hand on his head, he couldn't help but startled, then sat up suddenly, He stammered and asked, "Lan, Lan Bao, why are you in my room?"

"I'm planning to go back to Italy, and I came here to tell you. I didn't expect you to wake up." Lan Bao lied without changing his face, and at the same time withdrew his hand calmly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a look of sudden realization, and then showed a somewhat tangled expression. He swallowed the question of why you came to my room and touched my head, and asked naturally, "How long will you be back? When will you be back?"

Lan Bao's eyes were a little strange. He touched Sawada Tsunayoshi's forehead, and said a little funny in the eyes of the latter's black line, "Did you lose your mind? When will you come back?" Did you forget that I'm Italian?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada was stunned, and said stupidly, "That's right... No! Isn't Rambo here with me? Are you going to leave Rambo behind?" Thinking of the existence of Rambo, Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't know why he let go Take a breath.

"Lanbo isn't really my son, Shi Shi!" Lan Bao couldn't help complaining, "Don't forget that he is your Lei Shou, and it is your duty to take good care of him."

Sawada Tsunakichi was tongue-tied, and it took him a while to hold back a sentence, "But isn't Rambo your relative..."

"Who knows." Lan Bao spread his hands with a rogue expression, "Anyway, it's your job to take care of him."

"Hey, I would do it even if you didn't tell me." Tsunayoshi Sawada rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Ah, it's so strange that Reborn isn't here today."

"Maybe when you go downstairs, you can see Reborn drinking black tea at the dining table." Lan Bao turned and walked towards the door, and joked to Sawada Tsunayoshi who had gotten off the bed and was looking for clothes, "Would you like to go to Italy with me?" Want to see Pengo Lie's headquarters in advance?"

"Absolutely not!!" In a pile of messy clothes, Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his head, refused firmly, and then asked a little curiously, "Lanbao, what's the matter with you returning to Italy?"

"There is one very important thing." Lan Bao exuded black air, "Looking for my long-lost lover."

"Huh?" As the door was closed and the sound of Lan Bao's footsteps disappeared, Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly came back to his senses and made a questioning voice.

Hearing Lan Bao say the word lover, his mind went blank for a moment, and then an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

Lovers or something... Ah, Lan Bo is about to fall out of favor.

"Stupid Tsuna, what's your expression?" Reborn, who was standing on the window sill, raised his hand at some point, and Len on the brim of his hat turned into a pistol. He held the gun in his hand and pointed it at Tsunayoshi Sawada, "It's just like this early in the morning. The dejected expression, do you want to go to training for a while?"

"Ah, no!!" Sawada Tsunayoshi stepped back a few steps, tripped over a chair and sat on the ground, clutching his head and wailing, "Please spare me, Reborn!!"

Reborn's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was filled with a trace of disgust, "Put away your stupid look."

Realizing that Reborn was just scaring him, Tsunayoshi Sawada let go of his hands, and there was still panic in his brown eyes, which shows how much psychological shadow Reborn has brought to him during the past few days of training.

"Hey, Reborn, Sapphire has... a lover?" Tsunayoshi Sawada asked in a low voice.

"That's right." Reborn nodded, jumped off the windowsill, and stood opposite Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Ahaha, after Rambo returned to Italy, Rambo will be pitiful. He will definitely cry... He still thinks that Rambo is his father." Sawada Tsunayoshi smirked.

Reborn didn't speak, his eyes as cold as the winter night sky were so deep that no emotion could be seen, and after a long time, when Sawada Tsunayoshi's laughter was getting smaller and smaller, Reborn jumped onto his shoulder and stood, "Who Regardless of the mood of that stupid cow, Ah Gang, do you care about Lan Bao?"

"Hey, of course! Lanbao is our companion." Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched his hair, and he was embarrassed when he said such words.

"Oh."

"...Oh, what do you mean, Reborn?"

"I just think you're really stupid."

"...let's go down and have breakfast."

By the time Sawada Tsunayoshi finished his breakfast and finished two classes at school and stared at the blue sky outside the window, the Lambo here had successfully arrived in Italy.

Standing under the familiar and retro building, Lan Bao blinked, thinking for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place.

The gate and house of Povino's house are exactly the same as they have been for a hundred years, and even the old rules are still kept at the gate, with two gatekeepers.

Pretending to pass by inadvertently, Lan Bao walked slowly to the wall of the backyard. Inside the wall was the back garden of Povino's house, because it was close to his room and it was his favorite place to come.

After carefully looking around, he found that there was no one or the monitor, and Lan Bao jumped onto the wall and flipped to the other side lightly.

Lan Bao, who had trampled over a few bouquets of flowers, carefully moved his feet and walked forward a few steps. Lan Bao, who was looking at the whole garden, suddenly froze, staring blankly at the tombstone under the tree not far away.

With his eyesight, he clearly saw the epitaph above.

— Dear child, I think you just lost your way and have not come back.

——The tomb of Aiko Sapphire Bovino.

Next to his tombstone is his father's tombstone.

A gust of breeze blew and blew Lan Bao's hair on his forehead, and Lan Bao, whose eyes were covered by the hair, walked towards the tombstone with unprecedentedly heavy footsteps.

Kneeling heavily, Lan Bao didn't say a word, and rarely cried.

It turns out that when a person is really sad, the heart really hurts, and the sharp dull pain after another makes Lan Bao's whole brain go blank.

Neither joy, anger, nor sorrow can be conveyed to the depths of the brain, and the emotions at this time have been blocked by Lan Bao willfully.

He didn't want these sad emotions, he didn't want to cry out in front of his father's grave.

Because he knows that what his father likes most is his happy appearance and even acting like a child.

The large undulating sea of ​​flowers made a rustling sound with the breeze, and Lan Bao knelt with his head down.

It wasn't until the setting sun in the sky slowly disappeared towards the horizon that Lan Bao raised his head. The breeze blew away the hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes. At that time, the whole person had returned to the usual lazy state.

At least, on the surface.

Looking at his tombstone silently, Lan Bao found a small sign behind the tombstone, walked around to the back and saw the words on the sign, and couldn't help but let out a suspicious sound.

——Time Capsule, dedicated to Sapphire who doesn't know where he is.

There is a line of small characters engraved at the bottom of the sign - come and dig me!A smiley face and a mafia-inspired pistol are also included at the end.

Seeing the spoofed words and patterns, even Lan Bao, who is depressed now, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

It took some effort to see what was buried in the ground.

It can barely be seen that the surface of the original color box is covered with a layer of mud, and the mud on the box is swung off with a branch, and Lan Bao opens the box.

There were neat envelopes inside, and just when Lan Bao was curious about what everyone would write to him, he felt an uncomfortable but familiar atmosphere coming from behind him.

"Who?" After closing the box again, Lan Bao stood up and asked aloud.

On the fence behind him stood a person upright, with his back facing the setting sun and against the light, Lan Bao couldn't see his face clearly, but this feeling of becoming more and more familiar and the eyes fixed on him all the time...

--asshole!Obviously both belong to the intruders, who can tell him why this guy acts as if the Povino family is his property?

"Dear~love~?~" The tone of voice was so turbulent that you could almost see the pink bubbles rising around him, the visitor landed lightly on the ground, and quickly came to Lanbao holding Lanbao like a gust of wind I'm about to kiss my face.

"Excuse me, what do you want to do with your current face?" Lan Bao covered someone's face with his hands expressionlessly, "It's too ugly."

"..." Spedo.

Dear, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. The first sentence you said to me was rejection, but the second sentence was too ugly?

The author has something to say: Some wax for Sapphire =v=

Crab red king, not a mine of passers-by, take off your clothes and let you molested QwQ