"Tutor" The Natural Volume of the Master's House

Italy.

"Hurry up! We must find Pengo Lie before the White Curse!"

"We must never lose to them again!"

"Vongola no longer has a ring! Now he has nothing!!"

Climbing over the wall in embarrassment and difficulty, Tsunayoshi Sawada fell into the yard with a slap, and waited until the sound of footsteps and incomprehensible shouts outside the wall were too far away to be heard, then he carefully leaned on the edge of the wall and poked his head out.

What will I do ten years later?How could he be chased by such an exaggerated person.

According to Reborn, I... no, am I not Pengo Li's boss?Where did everyone else go...

It’s okay, it’s okay, it seems that everyone outside has left... 5 minutes is almost up.Leave the mess to yourself ten years later.Tsunayoshi Sawada made up his mind to shrink back in despair.

But...but there are so many people out there, although they look like ordinary boys, but is there really no problem with me ten years later?

"Wow... Wang!" Looking back, there was a puppy beside him barking fiercely.I don't know what species it is, it is covered with white soft fur, it bared its teeth and glared at itself, its eyebrows looked ridiculous like inverted commas.

"Hush...don't bark. Hey, don't bark..." He frantically tried to silence the puppy, but it didn't give him face at all. "Don't bark, I'll bring those people back... Can I bring you ham next time? Hey, no, no, next time, don't come here again..." After all, it still looks like a puppy , the boy Zetian was thinking in a panic, and stretched out his hand to smooth the dog's fur, but was bitten by the little dog.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Zetian boy burst into tears.

"Dingchun, I told you not to bite dirty things." A pair of very simple clogs stopped in front of him, looking up along his bare ankles, a pure white men's kimono, with large blue sea wave patterns on the corners and cuffs. "You're still crying at such a big age. You're an idiot. Are you an Italian man?"

"Uh... sorry, I... I don't quite understand what you're talking about... Do you speak Japanese?" Tsunayoshi Sawada carefully looked up from the posture of falling on the ground, and he could see it against the light A strange girl in a man's kimono stood in front of her. Her long black hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, and the tail was in beautiful waves. Looking up, her black eyes were full of laziness and impatience.

I don't know whether to call it a girl or a woman, but generally speaking, it looks like a girl who has just graduated from high school or entered a university after the college entrance examination.But he doesn't have the vigor that young people should have at all, and looks like a middle-aged uncle who is just passing by and being lazy.

"...Japanese?" The girl frowned and muttered, bent down and reached out to him, and changed into Japanese impatiently. "My name is Zeli. This is Wanshiwu. If you have no entrustment, please get out of here. There is no boiled water for thieves here."

"Hey, I'm not a thief..." Zetian waved his hands in a panic, looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, blushing and afraid to hold it, he got up from the ground in a hurry. "I... I am..." Thinking of those people who were not easy to mess with just now, he swallowed the words again.

"Okay, okay, you're not a thief." Zeli was a little impatient. "The gate is over there, please go straight from here and then turn left. Or do you want me to throw you out?"

"No no no, Ze...Ze-san. Please let me stay for 2 more minutes. It's almost time. Just 2 more minutes, please!"

"It's up to you. Hmph." The girl withdrew her hand indifferently, and left with a clatter of wooden clogs. "If you don't cause trouble, you can stay until you die. Of course, please move your nest when you are about to die. I won't collect your body."

"Hey... Ze-san, thank you!!" Tsunayoshi Zetian looked at the back of the girl leaving and thanked loudly.

As a result, Zetian boy stood blankly in the yard until the sun was setting.

"Ze... Zesang." Pulling back the curtain, Ze Li saw the little boy standing outside pitifully in the afternoon, his clear eyes covered with water vapor, as if he was about to cry. "It's been a long time since 5 minutes... I... I can't seem to go back..."

"Hmph." She was silent for a moment, and opened the glass sliding door with one hand. "Come in. If you dare to cause trouble, get out of here."

"……Yes!"

"The kitchen is on the left. If you want to drink water, go and pour it yourself." Ze Li waved his hand and walked towards the back room. The young man standing behind him stood at the entrance without moving.

"That... Zesang."

"Huh?" She snorted lazily, and she turned around to see the young man's face flushed with shame, like the red glow outside.

"Well... Where is the bathroom..."

"...Go straight to the end, on the right."

"Thank you." The boy took two quick steps, but suddenly his left foot tripped over his right foot and fell hard on the floor.Ze Li swung open the sliding door next to him and didn't even look at the embarrassed boy.He got up in a panic, and the sound of hurried footsteps gradually faded away behind him.

"Come in."

After a while, the boy opened the sliding door and walked in. He was so considerate that he put a glass of water on the table beside Ze Li, but he stood aside with the water in his hands, not knowing what to do.

"Are you a child? You have to be taught by an adult how to do it." Standing in front of the bookcase with his back to Zetian boy, Zeli didn't turn his head, and slowly slid his index finger over the spine of a book until he finally found it. Pulling out the needed book, I found that Zetian boy was still standing aside cautiously, and I couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"Sit. Or get out."

Zetian boy quickly sat down on the sofa, but still didn't speak, just looked at her eagerly with those brown-orange eyes.

She was already a little irritable, and she felt very angry in her heart, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was funny to be serious with children, so she couldn't help but sighed in her heart. "I'm very busy, you have something to say quickly."

The boy's clear pupils hesitated for a moment, and looked at her cautiously, as if to confirm whether she was really impatient.

"...Thank you for letting me in."

"kindness."

"...Is this Italy?"

"kindness."

"I've seen it on TV...Where the Wanshiwu accepts all kinds of commissions?"

"kindness."

"Are you the boss here?"

"kindness."

"Can I call you Zesang?"

"kindness."

"Can I live here?"

Nesting casually on the soft sofa, the eyes scattered elsewhere finally focused on the young man's face. The young man straightened his back and sat opposite him, feeling very uncomfortable being stared at by him and not daring to move around.

"You are really welcome, boy."

"I'm not……"

"Humph."

It was silent for so long again.When Zetian, who was sitting across from him, felt that he might be rejected for so long, Zeli suddenly spoke.

"Wanshiwu doesn't charge free rice."

"Hey? Well! I will help you with the housework! Zesang... did you agree?"

"I'm not such a good-tempered guy as Ah Yin. If you don't cause trouble for me, stay here. If you cause me any trouble, I'll throw you out." Ze Li scratched his hair a little irritably, "Hey...who Those who make themselves curl up are good people."

"Natural curls? Zesang's hair is only curly on the bottom." Ben said it casually, but unexpectedly, the trembling young man on the opposite side complained.Ze Li lazily raised his eyes and stared at him, the boy sat up straight in shock.

"Is it a natural curl even if it is straightened? If it is not straightened, it will be as ridiculous as instant noodles on the head."

"..."

"There are a lot of rooms, you can just find a room to live in. Well, you can take care of yourself. From now on, you will be responsible for three meals a day. There is cooked meat in the first cabinet in the kitchen. You can find some to feed Dingchun later. "

"Yes! Then... I'll go out first."

"Well, by the way, what's your name?" It's very troublesome to address you without a name.You can't keep shouting hello.Ze Li was nestled on the sofa, his eyes vaguely falling on the young man opposite him.

The boy froze for a moment, remembering the large number of mafia chasing him before.He felt that it was better to be cautious in the unfamiliar Italy, so he hesitated to speak. "...My name is Gangji, Zesang can call me Agang."

The author has something to say: a long-lost new article. . .I have said this many times for others to see and for myself, well, I will keep working hard.