[Tutorial] Self-indulgence

This is... another story about Tsunayoshi and Zero in another parallel world.

The original dividing point was crossed ten years later that was enough to change the fate of the two.

Even though ten years have passed, Tsunayoshi Sawada has not forgotten what happened that day when he became the all-powerful leader of the Tenth Generation of the Mafia.

He remembered that the two were still together at the time, and that person didn't have a name yet, so he could only call him 'Hello' every time. ... No, when he was young, he always called that person sister, but as he got older, he couldn't say it for no reason. In the end, he called her with such a word that could not even be called a title, and that person didn't respond. Realize dissatisfaction.

Looking back now, he realizes that that person has been accommodating him from time to time.

The cause of the incident was because he learned the power of the rocket launcher ten years from that population, so he suddenly wanted to see what he would look like ten years later.

It would have been nice if it hadn't been done that day.

He sometimes thinks so.

"...here, where is it," was the first sentence he said ten years ago with the ten-year rocket launcher ten years later, and he quickly got the answer.

I learned from a very ordinary-looking woman that this place is ten years later.

And that person is not there.

"Where did she go?" This was his second sentence ten years ago, and the answer he got was——

"do not know."

The voice from the woman's mouth was very similar to that person, but he knew very well that this woman was not that person.

Why do you think so?Why do you think so?Ten years later, when he thought about the past, he kept thinking about this question, and finally got the answer on 'that day'.

Probably the eyes, although he couldn't see that person, he could feel that person was always watching him, and the woman's eyes only fell on him for a moment, and then disappeared.

Since he was four years old, he hadn't realized when he was alone, so he seemed completely flustered at that time.At this time, the woman sat quietly on the edge of the corridor and looked at him, asking, "Do you want 'I' to be an independent individual and be by your side?"

He thought about what that 'I' meant for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that... "I don't know."

This is a sincere answer, no matter how many times he asks, his answer will only be this.

His character is very timid, and it is difficult to make up his mind about something, he is always indecisive, and many times it is the person who teaches him or pushes him to make him make a decision, and then that person will listen to him uninterrupted regrets and complaints.

So that answer is already the most suitable for him.

The woman didn't sigh or show any sarcasm, but just nodded. "Then you decide slowly." After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked down at him with the difference in height between an adult and a teenager. "Even if the final situation cannot be reversed, it should be my choice in the final analysis, and it is something I will not regret."

"Yu Xi?" A strange voice appeared at this time.

He immediately felt that he would never forget that face in his life.

That voice was made by the woman's husband, and it was not a natural sound, but the woman smiled sincerely when she heard that sentence, and then turned her head.

Dazed by that smile, he half-closed his eyes, but the image of that person showing the same smile appeared in his mind.

The 5-minute limit was up, and when the smoke surrounded him at the end, he saw the woman in the arms of the man, and mouthed to him, "—Choose well."

Going back to ten years ago, he was the same as before, co-existing in the same body with that person, and seeing the world from a similar perspective.

But he still couldn't think of the answer to that question.

[... So, how did you decide? ] He shrank under the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes staring at the ceiling, but he was talking to that person in his mind.This seems to be a habit that the two decided to become a custom. Ever since he accidentally heard that person's voice when he was young, they often had conversations with only two people at night, and there were all kinds of content in it, like after he wrestled Mood, when he has a girl he likes, or what he hears from an adult, he will tell that person.

Ten years later, he occasionally thinks of that night, and the countless night conversations after that, and always has a very delicate mood.

That person had seen those things in his body with his eyesight, but he had been patiently listening to his nagging.

If it was him, it probably wouldn't be possible.

[...How do I know the answer, anyway...this is...not bad. ] That person seemed to come up with this answer after thinking twice, the tone was that person's usual casualness, and the answer in the words also had a specious meaning.

He was a little dissatisfied when he got such an answer. [What, it's always like this. ] He always forgets when he complains that the answers he often gives to that person are more vacillating than this. [Ah... that, what is love... what is it? ]

He just suddenly thought of that woman's smile, so he asked such a question out of a whim.

[love? ] That person's tone distorted instantly. [...Probably two people... How do I know those things!I've never been in a relationship...Damn it,] At the end, that person even complained a bit.

He was silent for a while, then spoke again. [That...it doesn't feel good to always call you 'Hello'...]

The man let out an ah, [...you can do whatever you want, as long as you like it. ]

He didn't know what he was thinking when he heard this sentence, he just didn't speak, and the person he didn't speak didn't speak either, so the two of them were quiet for a while.

[... Can I call you Zero? ] He just thought of this word by chance, maybe it was always the result of the exam, or maybe it was because of other reasons, he thought of the word 'zero' in an instant. "Isn't this... a feeling like starting from scratch?"

The man was silent for a while, and muttered, [It feels so earthy...]

He choked for a moment, a little bit unconvinced, but he didn't say anything like rebuttal or explanation. [Then what do you like? ] The tone was a little angry. When he said it, he was thinking that fortunately it was this person, and others would definitely be angry because of his tone.

[Ah... as long as you like it. ] It still sounded like an indifferent tone, but that person's tone quickly aroused his resistance when he was young.

[It's your name, you decide! ] The topic was clearly brought up by him, and he was often the one who got angry the most.

Ten years later, when he thinks back on those times, he always feels that people are indeed the kind of creatures that become more presumptuous as they get closer. When they are unscrupulous, it is hard to think that the other party is actually the same person who would be angry and sad like himself.

That person was the same as before, just kept quiet for three to five seconds, and then said in a comforting tone, "Well, let me think about it." So in this case, that person made her own decision name.

——Beginning, like zero, represents the initial state of things.

After all, he was still following his mind.

"Judaimu?" Such a voice suddenly came from the door, pulling him back from his thoughts.

He didn't even need to turn his head to know that it was the prison temple, but even so, he restrained his redundant expression, turned around and faced his companion, his left and right hands, with a gentle smile. "Morning, Hayato."

The young man who had already faded from his youthful impulsive temperament gave him a slightly complicated look, and then returned to his usual calm and composed look. "Morning, Judaime."

"Is the situation not optimistic, ah, Mr. Jesso's family is really powerful." There is no need for prison temple to say anything, he already understands the news that prison temple will bring.After saying that exclamation without much emotion, he tilted his head and cast his gaze to the mirror in the corner of his eye. "If you can still support it, please continue to ask, if you can't, don't force it."

"Please don't say that!" Hearing his words, Yuji was even more excited than him, "Vongola will not lose to that kind of rookie family, especially you Judaimu, let alone lose to that kind of family. White-haired boy!"

He bent the corners of his eyes, and patted Prison on the shoulder reassuringly, "Oh, don't be impulsive." He said this, but he had another word in his heart.

If you will lose, you will definitely lose, you must lose.

He knew the future after this, and this world is not the chosen world.So all he can do is minimize the damage as much as possible.

But even so, he has things he wants to do.

He squinted his eyes, "Don't worry, I'm a little tired... Then, if Hayato has nothing else to do, can you let me be lazy for a while?" He blinked, and Guiji instantly understood his words.

Although the current situation can't be said to be completely suppressed by the opponent, the pressure he bears is not much worse than other guardians who can achieve balance and somewhat overwhelm, not to mention the strongest Rainbow Son who has an orange pacifier around him. Oppression, not to mention the pressure suffered.

"...Then, please have a good rest, Judaime." Kiyoji nodded slightly, and then closed the door while exiting.

He fell down on the sofa as if he was relieved, looked at the mirror on the opposite wall and muttered to himself, "I'm not lying, I'm really tired."

no respond.

This is something he has become accustomed to.

But more than five years ago, he would have heard another voice.

That was the first voice.

They have been living in the same body, and no one else knows Chu's existence except him. Even if he breaks away from the track of normal people and enters the life of the mafia, that person is still with him.

All the time... until when did that person disappear?He frowned and thought for a while, remembering what happened at that time.

He remembered that he was about the same age as when he was young, and occasionally he still had the idea of ​​having some romantic things with the girl he had a crush on when he was young, and then he would tell that person about it, and that person at that time didn't want to In the past, I laughed at him for a while, or encouraged him, but used silence to represent listening.

Then after he finished speaking, that person would often just say, "That's great."

He didn't know what he was dissatisfied with, or what he was looking forward to, so he would just face her in an angry silence until that person sighed first and talked to him.

He still remembered that they had such a thing the day before, but somehow they still hadn't reconciled the next day, and before he hesitated and wanted to speak to that person, he met the Peng who was treating him at that time. The attack was organized by the Greshin chief along with numerous disaffected smaller families of the tenth generation family.

At that time, the unremarkable Jesso family also got the chance to show up at that time, and they have been showing their hands and feet since then.

It was not the first time that he was chased to the corner, but it was the first time that he felt the approach of death so clearly, and he ran to the buildings under construction unintentionally or intentionally in a panic. Created a head start for those people.

And that person spoke the first sentence to him in such a situation.She said, "Go to the highest place."

He looked up subconsciously, and with the support of the steel columns, the prototype of a building had quite a shape, and the so-called highest point was now just a simple building built with a few pieces of steel bars.

Even so, he still walked up without any doubts, without gloves, and he, who was accidentally lost in the previous chase, did not know how to shuttle quickly among them, thus climbing to the highest place .

The wind on the top made a rattling sound, and he couldn't even stand firmly, when he heard the second sentence from the man, "Jump down."

In fact, it was not without doubts at the time, but at that time he just believed that nothing would happen. He knew that the person had a strange ability, which was a strange power that could transcend time and space, and it was because of this that he was stunned. Take a leap.

The moment he jumped, he fell to the ground, and his whole body creaked like it was falling apart, and his whole body hurt beyond words, but these were just the slightest emotions and feelings leaked from that person's heart.

It hurts so much that I want to cry, but I can't cry.

Everyone thought that he was bound to die, so they allowed him to lie on the ground in such a miserable state.

And Pengelie's people also arrived shortly after.

He did not die, and the injuries he received were quickly healed. Everyone felt that this was the blessing of the ancestors.

Only he knows that 'he' has died once.

To be correct...it was that person who replaced his death.

Wounds on the body can be repaired, but damage to the mind is difficult to repair.

There is no doubt that he would die if he jumped down, but he jumped down without hesitation. ... No, he actually knew it back then, but he still had an inexplicable emotion.

In the final analysis, it is because it is too arbitrary.

At that time, if he had asked more questions, or been more calm, maybe that person would not have made such a choice.

The reason why things can make people feel regretful is that reality always gives a possibility of what if, so when he knew the fact that if he didn't jump, he would be besieged and die in front of the enemy, he was still thinking, if he didn't How much better would it be to get angry with that person, or follow Reborn's words, and bring weapons?

However, it is if after all.

He was once said to be schizophrenic and bipolar, but now he can only look in the mirror alone.

He had given that person an appearance in his imagination, which was his appearance in a super-dead state.He is very similar to him, but slightly different, his expression is probably between helplessness and indifference, perhaps because of his character, he always frowns.I don't know when, the two people learned to look at each other through a mirror that can reflect people's shadows, so he found that the person often lost his mind when talking, and although his brows would be furrowed, he would still pout in disbelief.

However, now he can only maintain the super-dead state mode, looking at himself in the super-dead state in the mirror, and then frowns slightly, but it is not the appearance of the person in his memory.

He couldn't imitate that person's appearance no matter what.

He remembers that when he first entered the mafia world, occasionally when there was something he didn't know how to face, that person would act in his place. At that time, he was often called the chaotic Vongola, the heir of willful recklessness. And became famous, and after that, his style of acting became more secure, but more low-key.

A smile is not because of sincerity, but a state of need. Words are not a way to express emotions but a prop to convey instructions. In the end, he finally became a person who can only say specious things, but he still can't learn. Will look like that person.

Everyone thought that the incident brought him growth, only he knew that he was just standing still, struggling desperately following the last thing left by that person.

Everyone thought that he would accept Sasakawa Kyoko's confession, but they didn't expect that he would tell Sasakawa Kyoko that he had someone he liked and reject that girl.

Why refuse?When he rejected Kyoko Sasakawa, he was thinking about this question until he returned to the dead Vengley Castle at night and walked to his bedroom, but after all, he couldn't hear the sentence that person said with the tiredness of the day After saying "I'm so tired, I'm finally back", he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes but could no longer hear the sentence "Good night and sweet dreams" from that person, and he finally understood the reason.

But these were words that he would never say again, that man would never hear again.

What appeared on the other side of the mirror was no longer that person, but a specious shadow.

Known as the strongest, Pengelie finally faltered under the pressure of Bailan Jesso one day, and was about to walk into a stranger. When he received the invitation letter from Bailan, he suddenly felt relieved .

He was alone wearing the red cloak that that person liked very much, which didn't quite match his temperament. He listened to the old-fashioned Chinese songs that that person liked along the way, and came to the place where he met Bai Lan.

Bai Lan's first words to him were, "What a pity, King Vongola X."

He lowered his eyes.

His story with that guy was never the best, but...

Sure enough, there are still regrets.

"No, this is exactly what I want." He raised his eyes and looked at the white-haired man with a burning gaze.

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and finally his whole body was trembling, then he walked up to him and patted his shoulder vigorously. "Interesting, really interesting, the Tsunayoshi Sawada of this world is actually the same kind of person as me!"

He nimbly avoids that hand, and the look of holding his head up is somewhat similar to the one of the few times in his memory that he saw that person arrogantly. "From now on, we can be regarded as a lotus birth."

"Huh?" Bai Lan didn't seem to expect him to say that, and she froze in place.

"Vongola will be destroyed, this world will be ruled by you and manipulated by you, and then what?" He said lightly, his tone was very similar to that used by that person when he was pushing him forward step by step. "——The world will return to how it was before."

The real savior will appear in a parallel world, and Bai Lan, who distorted everything, will be defeated, and the distorted world will return to its original state, and then what?

That person... probably still won't come back to life.

That person didn't die because of Bai Lan, but because of him.After all, he didn't know what kind of future he was hoping for all of a sudden.

"...Speaking like Tsuna Ji-kun, you know the future." Bai Lan's tone was raised, which had a dangerous meaning, but he didn't care much.

When he went there, he knew that this time he was bound to die.

He ripped off his cloak and put it on his hands, as easily as if he was just attending a small private banquet, rather than a hell banquet where life and death were decided. "Want to gamble?"

Bai Lan raised her eyebrows, "Where's the bet?" The implication was that he agreed, and at the same time knew that he had almost nothing to bet on.

He suddenly grinned, it was really like that person came back to life. "Don't dare to come without a bet?"

"...Ha, you really deserve to be the willful and reckless King Pengele X." Bai Lan said this with a smile, and agreed to him just like that. "Then, what do you want, Chief Vengley, who has no rules?"

What does he want?

He would like to be able to get it for sure, but even if the world is changed and all the distortions are corrected, he probably won't get that kind of thing.

Pengo Lie survived in such a strange way. Like a child attracted by something interesting, Bai Lan stopped other work and met and communicated with him time and time again. However, during a certain meeting, the white-haired man suddenly Tell him that he found the guy more interesting, and started playing the game as if he were a different person.Afterwards, there were even strange rumors that another family leader who competed with Peng Lie was an out-and-out Neite family in the serious mafia.

And he... After that meeting, he saw himself ten years ago.

Or to put it more clearly, it was just the man with his appearance, ... the man from another world.

He is used to enduring the joy in his heart, and even deliberately let Kyoko, who is already married, come here this time, and then watched that person's stunned face, and at the last second of 5 minutes, he finally couldn't help but keep rushing out of his heart After sending Kyoko away in a hurry, he hid in the room, huddled in the corner and cried like he was bullied when he was young.

On the second day after this, Bai Lan suddenly appeared, with a frivolous smile like the first time we met, holding a bag of cotton candy in the other hand, and said in a sweet tone, "Mr. Gang, I really feel that I'm going to destroy this world.—to help my poor little girl in another world."

He vaguely understood that what Bai Lan said seemed to be someone who had been playing online games with Bai Lan recently, but he didn't quite understand the connection between them.

"You're really inflexible, Mr. Gangji," Bai Lan exaggeratedly sighed. "To put it another way, doesn't Tsunaji-kun have any ideas about what to change, hasn't he experienced the sentimental story of a little girl who likes but can't love, doesn't he really want to say a word to someone but can't When I can't convey it? I'm in that super interesting state of mind right now." The man who said that couldn't see that he was in such a mood.

But Bai Lan's words reminded him of all the things that happened 20 years ago to now.

At that time, there was still someone by his side, and he was still able to do whatever he wanted.

Do you have something you want to change, do you have that feeling, do you have words you want to convey,... do you have any regrets?

The answer has been determined.

--have.

Now, he finally got a definite answer.

[It's really stupid. ] Do not know when to start, he finally heard that person's voice again.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man with a mocking expression on his face covered in birthday cake by his partner, and finally nodded. [Whatever you say is what you say. ]

He has been accommodated and tolerated by that person for more than ten years, and now he always has to learn the same concession and tolerance.

"...It's a disgusting laugh." The man shook his shoulders exaggeratedly, and then he pulled him into his arms. "Woo!...Hey, what are you doing?!"

He pinched the man's arm, feeling the real touch that he could touch, and then sighed. "When are you willing to stop using illusions and return to your real appearance?" He sighed again, but his arms suddenly became empty.

That person is willing to use illusion to create a palpable shape for himself, but he is unwilling to give an affirmative answer of "becoming an independent individual" in order to obtain a real existence.

He looked at the empty room and sighed again. "So... when did you want to marry me?"

"I wish you and your right hand a lifetime of happiness." The man appeared on the bed again, sitting cross-legged, holding a red snake fruit in his hand and tossing it around.

He pretended to sigh for the third time, as if he really sighed. "Sure enough, I'd better think about how to become a great magician... Ah, or a sage mage?" He said so, and of course he was hit in the face by that person throwing a pillow.

"Oh, it hurts." He pretended to be shot and fell back on the sofa, his face buried under the pillow was inexplicably soaked with tears.

When the pillow hit me, there was obviously no pain at all.

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