[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

The Yunshou event that started with the scramble.

Bingsheng Middle School, reception room.

Kyouya Hibari looked a bit bored.

He propped his face with his left hand, his elbows were on the table as a support, and the black pen was turning around in his slender fingers.

His eyes remained on the blond boy who was tired and light sleeping on the sofa, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned.

When Dino Gabrielone came in, he saw such a scene.

It was also this weird scene that made him stand at the door of the reception room, his brain unable to restart successfully for a long time.

It may be that the lack of response for a long time has caused Hibari Kyouya's dissatisfaction, looking at him with pitch-black pupils, and there is no trace of the softness of looking at him when he was a boy.

Clearing his throat, Dino pointed to the sleeping boy in a pitch-black uniform.

"Kyoya, you... don't you hate crowds?"

"Yes."

The speed of speech was unhurried, Hibari Kyouya's handsome face showed no expression.

In contrast, Dino seemed very restless:

"Ke Keke Melanza sleeps there! Your opponent tonight sleeps there!"

"so what?"

This rhetorical question made Dino stand dumbfounded, not knowing what to say for a while.

The afternoon sun shone in just right, outlining the facial features of the sleeping boy with an unbelievable tranquility and warmth, and the whole person looked very docile.

Perhaps the sunlight was too strong, he frowned, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, but in the end he couldn't resist the drowsiness and didn't open his eyes.

Hibari Kyouya picked up the school uniform and covered the boy, and walked outside Dino.

"Kyoya, you..."

Dino seemed to want to say something more.

Kyouya Hibari, who had already reached the door, stopped and glanced back at him.

"Don't make noise, he's still sleeping."

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Cloudground, the ground is covered with mines and machine guns are placed around it, the cloud guardian battle field prepared by Cherobel.

This is a high-profile battle, and it is rare for Balian to have all the members present.

As the protagonist of this battle, the blond-haired boy slept soundly in Gora Mosca's arms, and slowly opened his eyes until the Cherubel agency confirmed the ring.

He jumped out of the mechanical arm and wobbled a little as he walked into the arena.

Mamon tugged at the hat on his head with a gloomy expression.

"Yeah, that guy, Melanza, doesn't seem to be in a very good condition."

"How could the state of that big piece of garbage be better?"

Squalo, who was sitting on the armrest of the Xanxus throne, rarely lowered his voice when he saw the boy's slightly pale face.

Lusilia, who was fixed on the bed, looked worried:

"That kind of physical condition... isn't Little Meise pushing herself too hard?"

"The prince did not understand his actions at all."

Even the little prince Ripper looked serious.

Levi's words seem a bit contemptuous by comparison:

"If he wants to lose, he has an excuse to get over it. After all, he is the weakest guardian."

"Tch, it's just a silly naive move."

Xanxus leaned lazily on the back of the chair, playing with Squalo's strand of silver hair in his hands, as if he was thinking of something else.

Noticing something, the boy turned his head and glanced at the Barley security officer, his expression didn't seem to understand why the atmosphere was so solemn.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed:

"Should I show Balian's quality and dance to everyone?"

In the next second, the cadres of Balian breathed a sigh of relief...

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"Hey! It's too despicable for Balian to send two people on the stage!"

The grumpy Jagoji yelled at the blond boy.

"Gola Mosca is just my toy, Prisoner."

The boy took out a controller similar to a game console handle from his arms, and the Balian uniform and steel mask on the steel robot behind him looked extraordinarily weird.

Seeing him half asleep and half awake, Hibari Kyouya secretly tightened and tightened the hand holding the duckweed crutch.

Probably because he didn't have a good rest, the boy pressed the start button a little tiredly, the robot paused, a cloud of dust appeared under its feet, and then roared and flew in the direction of Hibari Kyouya.

Hibari Kyouya ignored the rushing robot, and launched a fierce attack on the blond boy instead.

He did a dexterous backflip to avoid the opponent's moves. When he landed, the boy's body suddenly turned at an angle, and something flashed in front of him, forcing Skylark to take a step back.

Then the young man jumped backwards, his right leg was slightly bent, and he stood firmly in midair with the tip of his left foot as the center of gravity.

"F-float?!" Sasakawa Ryohei widened his eyes in disbelief.

"No, Melanza seems to be stepping on something..."

Takeshi Yamamoto, who has excellent dynamic vision, pointed to the ground.

Squinting his eyes hard, Dino was shocked when he saw the faintly flowing black chain on the ground.

"……What is that!!"

"Hee hee hee~ This is the first time I saw Melanza using a weapon, is it actually a spiked chain?"

The disembowelled little prince, who was covered in bandages and leaned on a cane like a rag doll, spoke in surprise.

Mamon hooked the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, it's really a weapon that doesn't match your face."

At the gap between the surprises on both sides, Gola Mosca had already rushed over, the body of the blond boy was covered by the circle of wind and sand, and dozens of rear-end missiles were launched at Hibari Kyouya at the same time. The fingertip laser bomb was fired, and the sound of explosion suddenly resounded through the sky.

Under such a fierce offensive, Hibari Kyouya suddenly approached quickly from the smoke and mist, and with a backhand turn, he took off one of Gora Mosca's arms, and the huge figure hit the barbed wire behind him straight away. The collision made a harsh sound.

"They all escaped."

The blond boy had a familiar smile on his face, as if he was just an ordinary middle school student, "As expected of Senior Skylark."

"Hmph, don't be too arrogant, little animal."

The slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of Hibari Kyouya's lips curled into an inexplicable smile.

He leaped out of nowhere, and the duckweed crutch was only one centimeter away from the tip of the nose of the boy who retreated subconsciously.

He dodged a turn, and before he could adjust his footsteps, there was another faster and fierce attack close to the boy's waist and abdomen, and the gale brought by the duckweed turn swept across his abdomen.

While avoiding Hibari Kyouya's attack, the boy moved his feet. He walked on the black spiked chain very smoothly as if he was on flat ground.

Even if the supporting thorn chain is pulled away, the part that hovers on the ground in the next second can catch up with the boy's footsteps, which makes it impossible for him to step on a landmine. physical strength.

Unexpectedly, the sudden strong dizziness made the boy's reaction slow down by half a beat.

At that moment, the duckweed crutches in Hibari Kyouya's hands suddenly turned into meteor mallets, and they moved behind the boy, surrounding them on both sides.

When everyone thought it was a fatal blow, the pupils of the boy who had been drooping his eyelashes suddenly dilated, and the golden-red pupils shrank into needle-like vertical pupils. Bounced.

The silver-white spiked chain that suddenly appeared spun around the boy rapidly, forming a ball, sealing off further attacks from Skylark.

"That spiked chain... actually has two!"

Everyone was almost dumbfounded at the bravery of the mild-mannered boy in the past.

Without blinking his eyes, the boy pressed a few times on the controller, and in the next second, Gora Mosca, who had only one arm left, fired a rear-rearing missile at him and Hibari Yasuya indiscriminately.

Quickly dodging the missile attack, Hibari Kyouya noticed that the boy didn't seem to be moving.

However, after the diffuse gunpowder smoke passed, only black and white thorn chains were intertwined, flowing slowly like a poisonous snake.

The spiked chain made of unknown material tightly wrapped the boy in a hollow shape, and the hard missiles were scattered around the spiked chain in the shape of fragments of iron, without harming the boy in the slightest.

This kind of protection only lasted for a few seconds, the spiked chains suddenly fell apart, the blond boy pressed his lips tightly, a trace of cold sweat slipped from his cheeks, and even the sharp eyes began to blur like a flash in the pan.

"Ah~ If I knew this, I would just admit defeat."

He said, grinning like a kid who has lost a game, "...this is going to be a mess."

Before he finished speaking, the boy received a heavy blow on the cheek and slid for quite a long distance before barely stopping.

Hibari Kyouya moved so fast that he didn't even have time to defend.

The blond boy touched his left cheek, turned his head and spat out a tooth and a little blood.

He looked a little out of breath, and moved his fingers to manipulate Gora Mosca again, but before the procedure could be completed, he coughed violently.

At this moment, Hibari Kyouya gave him a series of violent blows that left him with no room to fight back, and the controller in his hand was thrown into the air with the movement.

The young man reached out to grab the controller, but the moment his fingertips touched the edge, he watched helplessly as the duckweed crutches pulled it in half, and the cracked place crackled with electric light.

"not good……"

He let out a groan from deep in his throat.

Behind Kyouya Hibari, Gora Mosca, who was half-programmed, stood up in a strange posture, and the compressed particle cannon mounted on his chest charged.

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Dust was flying in the air, and the vision was cloudy. Due to some unknown situation, the blond boy who was almost exhausted rushed up to hug him the moment Hibari Kyouya was attacked.

His forehead rested on Hibari Kyouya's collarbone, and his light blonde hair covered his face.

"Senior Skylark..."

The blond boy didn't look up when he spoke.

Looking at it from Hibari Kyouya's point of view, only the young man's slender and almost weak body can be seen.

The tight spherical shape formed by the two black and white thorn chains happened to envelop the two of them, which was the absolute defense held by the boy.

The boy's blond hair, which was stained with a little dust, fluttered slightly in the occasional wind.

Against the backdrop of the pitch-black uniform, the whitening of the neck seems to be able to see the veins of blood vessels under the skin.

Hibari Kyouya didn't know if it was his illusion, the boy's voice seemed to tremble a little.

"...are you injured?"

"No."

Hearing this answer, the boy seemed relieved.

"That's good."

With a slight sigh of relief, the boy's hand that was tightly clutching the clothes on his back suddenly lost strength.

At the same time that the surrounding spiked chains fell to the ground like a building collapsing, Hibari Kyouya was surprised to see the blond boy leaning back and Yoshiko lying on the ground.

His hand was still stagnant in mid-air, because it was too late to support the young man and he was still trembling faintly.

The young man in front of him had an abnormally pale face, even the forced smile was wiped away.

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Gola Mosca ran away because he lost the control of the controller. Fortunately, Tsunayoshi Sawada arrived in time to suppress him, so that no irreparable damage was caused.

However, the nine generations that fell out of Gora Mosca's body really dealt him a heavy blow.

Fortunately, Jiudaimu's spirit doesn't seem so bad, and he still has the strength to explain things to him.

"If Melanza hadn't been supplying the flames that Gora Mosca needed since he was still in Italy, and never stopped every day except for necessary rest, I guess the old man might be dead by now."

"But... that guy has been fighting with Gora Mosca!"

Prison Temple Hayato was very puzzled.

Dino, who watched the situation the whole time, explained:

"Kyomi's blow just now could have penetrated Mosca's center directly, but it was avoided by Melanza, who was subconsciously protecting Mosca."

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, you can actually make my Yunshou do this kind of thing for you, you are not such a rubbish."

Xanxus said casually in a joking tone.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that scum to last until now. It's already the limit."

"That's why Melanza always looks sleepy..."

"Hmph, if it wasn't for him, you would be the murderer of the old man now. What 'heartless Melanza' is just a naive kid who can't let go, a big piece of trash."

"...Melansa is my friend!"

His lips were pursed into a thin line, and the fighting spirit in Tsunayoshi Sawada's heart was completely ignited, "Xanxus, return the ring to me! I won't let you be the heir of Jiudaimu!"

"We have the obligation to witness the whereabouts of Pengo Lie's ring with our own eyes, and hereby entrust the battle of Dakong's ring."

The two women of Cherobelle announced, "Then tomorrow night, please come and gather in Shengzhong."

The scarlet pupil glanced at the unconscious boy, and xanxus ordered:

"Hmph, take that scum and let's go."

"Yeah, yeah, this time it's the boss who wants to charge extra."

Mamon pursed his mouth, and after a burst of delicate purple mist, together with the blond boy, all the people in Balian disappeared into the venue.

The stadium, which was originally filled with the crackling sounds of fierce battles, fell into a strange silence.

Only Hibari Kyouya still kept stretching out his hand, facing the place where the boy disappeared, muttering to himself:

"Small animals……"