[Comprehensive] Tsunayoshi in the Dark Benmaru

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Sawada Tsunayoshi was crying in the bathroom only he and Naz knew, the tears stopped and he washed his face with cold water, and when he came out, Muba could see that he had uncontrollable emotional fluctuations.

He followed Bagata Naginata to the large open hall, looking at all the people sitting under the bright lights, his originally tense lips finally lifted slowly.At least tomorrow will no longer be like yesterday, a cliff of location, Tsunayoshi Sawada can only think with some relief, it is inappropriate to have a dispute here with the first issue who concealed the death of his Japanese ship. of.Things had just turned from the worst possible situation, to the point where life was emerging, and he couldn't say it at this critical moment, at least not now.

The dinner was enjoyable, and the dishes prepared by Osafune Topa Tokenfusangshin, who are good at housekeeping, were as satisfying as before.Although the oldest one (Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada) was not alive, he still made the kind of delicious satisfaction that was full of peace and peace that Sawada Tsunayoshi remembered when he was fed with cold milk and dry bread.

After the meal, it was a noisy and cheerful atmosphere.After the Sword Fusangshen cleared up the messy cups and dishes, they worked tirelessly to prepare many things for tomorrow. The day after tomorrow would be the day when Bai Limu, the oldest god-inspector of the original Lingbenwan, came to visit. Although he was invited The purpose of the visit was not simple, but all the staff were still very excited.

This is the first time that a friend has entered the room after the young interrogator took office.In addition, Bai Limu has indeed helped their protagonist a lot in the practice field, and it is worthy and should be so solemnly thanked and entertained.Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was wounded, was inconvenient to intervene, and the high-spirited Token Fusangshen were still tossing and drinking some fruit tea for digestion with the pension team and Giotto.It was getting late at night, and tea could disturb the sleep, Da Prajna Changguang was very considerate to help his lord replace it, got a soft and warm thankful smile, and immediately backed away with a blushing face.

It was not a smile that could be charming all the time, making Da Prajna Changguang not know what to do. It was the heart of love and tenderness in the smile of the young god judge, which was scattered in the liquid like All around.

Da Prajna, with long silver-white hair bundled up, returned to the stove in a daze, not thinking of any words to describe that smile.He loves fine arts, and has always expressed his love for beautiful things with various compliments.But this time it didn't work, he couldn't think of how to express it, so he could only keep his hands busy, and another basket of red bean and chestnut yokan came out of the oven.This is the taste preference that he has learned from observing the tastes of the young god judges several times recently.

The stuffed chestnuts are filled with honey after being soaked.

"I made yokan again, be careful not to let my lord accumulate food."

Xiaodou Changguang, who was also in the kitchen, saw that he was putting the steamed lamb to dry, so he leaned over and said something.The elder brother who was praised as "Top Ten Famous Swords in Japan" by the same sword sect said so, and Da Prajna, who was stupefied by the young protagonist's smile, regained his senses.Deacon Shenjun regained his elegance and poise, looked down at the snacks he had made like a work of art, and smiled with his lips bent, he was at a loss for what to do.

"It will be distributed to everyone to taste."

When the long light of Prajna was sent to the young god-inspector who was leaning on the corridor listening to the story, the bright brown eyes of the young man whose bright brown eyes were reflected by the cage fire under the corridor were covered with a soft light, like in the shadow of a lake and a mountain. , in the moonlight.Holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, he was wearing a windproof thick cashmere blanket sent by the well-behaved and sensible Qianxin Jingguang. Although the late autumn wind was cold and bitter, his hands and body were warm without any chill.Mori Toshiro, who had come over before, held up a fleece rabbit ear hat for him to wear, but was finally buckled on Fran's head by the young god judge.

The children made a noise from one place, holding hands and running around to play.

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat next to him wrapped in a blanket with bright eyes, not even a speck of starlight in his eyes.Naz was fascinated by the five tiger cubs retreating from the five tigers. His chubby animal eyes were reluctant to move away from the black-striped white tiger licking its fur and wagging its tail. The orange eyes were filled with panic and curiosity. half mixed.

Sawada Tsunayoshi patted Natsu's round waist, signaling him to be brave.These days, Sawada Tsunayoshi has overcome his fear of the five little tigers, and he only regards them as big cats that look like cubs; Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't resist the intimacy that was delivered to him.

And under the encouragement of the little master, and with Wuhutui and other Awataguchi Topai Fusangshen as matchmakers, the petite and shy Sky Lion carefully stretched out its claws, Mimi rubbed towards the tiger cubs.The six overlords of the feline family, who are not aggressive and gentle in nature, finally succeeded in holding hands, and they got together in one place.The young tigers were taught by the five tigers every day, so they naturally knew the importance of the sky lion to the new owner. They were also docile and sensible, and now the little maned lion with flames is also familiar with playing.

It is in such an autumn night when the red maple is still covered with branches and the moon is shining.The lights are dimmed, the sound of knives is bustling, and the sky is falling with the first snow.Flying crystal clear, falling trees through the garden as flying flowers, one after another pretty one fell on the eyelids of Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyelids, turned into water stains in the cold.

"Snowing."

Blinking away the drops of water that condensed on the eyelids, Tsunayoshi Sawada said this, and all eyes around him turned to the night.There is a lot of dark snow, and the white and white flowers are like petals.As soon as the winter snow falls, it is officially winter in the senses.Mao Li cheered loudly, dragged his brother and friend to the courtyard, and opened his arms to catch snowflakes in a very foolish way.

"It's snowing~ It's snowing~"

"My lord! Tomorrow we can build a snowman! Let's have a snowball fight!"

"Wow! Is this the feeling and taste of snow! It's great!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi followed suit with a smile, his brows and eyes were crooked and his innocence still couldn't fade away.

"Well, if it goes down like this until tomorrow, we can make a snowman."

Because of the early snow this evening, everyone is very happy.Xue was just adding to the fun, but in fact, the Token Fusangshen of this Diablo Honmaru was finally able to laugh from the bottom of his heart, and the breath that had been worrying and suffocating was relieved.Sawada Swordsman and his party didn't disappoint, the snow scene was so beautiful that even Rokudokuro stood on a high place to watch the pile of ice flowers as big as a mat.

When I fell asleep, Honmaru had already been covered with a layer of snow.

After washing and changing the medicine, sitting in the bedroom where the fire ground dragon was burning like spring, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was wearing pajamas, had just sent off the old lady who was in the body of the dumpling, and welcomed the lady wearing pure black streamer and expensive silk pajamas. Giotto.He was so sleepy that he yawned several times, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The future leader of the young Pengelie X tilted his head. He didn't understand why the first generation came to him at this time, but he felt that he probably had something to do. Important things to say.

"Huh? Giotto?"

"It's nothing. I just want to talk to Generation X before going to bed."

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked after listening to the first generation, he moved away, and naturally gave half of the quilt beside him to Giotto.The first generation of Vengley, who suddenly laughed a little, walked over, sat next to the child he loved, raised his hand, hugged him in his arms, and patted his back, which still had no flesh.In the end, it wasn't enough, and kissed the child's hair, which was soft but couldn't hide a certain tenacity, in his arms, and then the forehead.

"Grandpa acted like a baby like this, grandpa, I can't resist at all."

She misunderstood what he meant when she was clearly looking out for herself, and then dumped the blame on him after rubbing, touching, hugging and kissing!Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Giotto resentfully, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but want to complain, and then Giotto kissed his cheek again.Immediately, he felt a little embarrassed, and pulled away a little bit, his bright brown eyes rolled around, and he clutched his cheek in a daze, not understanding what Giotto meant just now.

"Goodnight kiss."

The handsome old man with blond hair and green eyes smiled, his brows were clear and soft, and his elders were doting on him.Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was only used to being kissed on the top of his hair and forehead, was stared at and laughed for a while, then slowly, he scratched his hair unaccustomed.Then he rubbed over, turned his face to the side, uncertain and hesitant, and gently kissed Giotto's cheek back.Italian etiquette is too cumbersome, he really doesn't get used to it, but occasionally he cooperates politely.

"Good night then?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know if it was right for him to kiss back, and asked tentatively just after the kiss was over.Giotto, who was kissed by his good grandson, was in a very good mood, and the partiality in his eyes was almost overflowing.Lift the quilt a little, let Gang Ji lie in it, then cover the child again, tuck the corners of the quilt, for fear that the wind will blow in and catch a cold.

"Well, good night. Have a good dream."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had no intention of staying overnight and was used to sleeping alone, didn't force it.Nodding obediently and docilely, he yawned again when he opened his mouth to speak. Giotto saw him so sleepy and struggling to talk to him, it was so cute, he couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the child's fluffy hair, seeing that he was comfortable Narrow your eyes in relief.

"Okay~ You too... Giotto."

He was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.Taking those swords in my hands in the afternoon also consumed the fire of death energy. Although there was not a lot of it, it was equivalent to exercising for a long time, and it was natural to feel tired.Sawada Tsunayoshi did not let go of this wave of drowsiness, and after saying goodnight to Giotto vaguely for the last time, he closed his eyes.

In a trance, dizzy.He didn't remember how Giotto helped him turn off the light in the room, and how he got out of the door, but the crisp and subtle click of the door barrier's lock on the keyhole made his drowsy go away in an instant.

Originally, I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open, my body was in pain, my limbs were sore and swollen -- no matter what, it was a trait that could adapt to sleep -- but these traits did not dissipate, and the sleepiness also made my eyelids unable to open.But Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind kept turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking, or what he was thinking; anyway, the meaningless cerebral cortex was extremely active.The young leader, who has always had a high-quality sleep, had to count sheep, but at the end of the count, he became more and more awake. He could even hear the sound of snow falling outside the window in the middle of the night.

He never opened his eyes.

Sword Fusangshen, who was still tidying up downstairs, also stopped busy, turned off the lights and went to bed.Afterwards, we could still hear voices, scorching lights, footsteps, wind, breathing, and falling snow——after a while, the entire house of the inquisitors became completely silent.However, the dead of night could not relax his nerves, making it difficult to fall asleep and toss and turn.

At first, Tsunayoshi Sawada calmly closed his eyes and rested his mind, hoping to slip into a peaceful sleep without paying attention, but when the main seat Honmaru was silent, he still couldn't sleep, and then realized that he was insomnia.

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★I owe 12 updates, I will make up for it this year (●''●)

◎To put it bluntly now, Tsuna Yoshi is a bit of insomnia caused by ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder).In fact, it was caused by the deaths of Odaita and Japan.It wasn't so obvious before because a lot of flames were extracted, the body was weak and he hadn't recovered, and at that time he had frequent nightmares, but they were all suppressed by Giotto and Fran, so it didn't affect anything.However, their actions only cured the symptoms but not the root cause, so after Tsuna figured out what was going on, it aggravated into [insomnia].The first generation came to visit Gangji before going to bed because he was afraid that he would suffer from insomnia. He watched the child fall asleep, but he woke up as soon as he left.

well.Speaking of which, I also suffer from insomnia (sigh.