[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

"Garbage, play your part, this farce is about to end."

When the big air battle was about to leave, xanxus suddenly said such a sentence without beginning or end.

However, when I teased him and said, "Sometimes I always think you are like a poet", he almost shot him in the head.

Lusilia was tied to the bed like a mummy; Bell was finally able to walk normally without crutches, pushing Squalo's wheelchair and running around the streets for fun; Marmont deliberately made a gamble, if xanxus won He just treated them; Levi looked at the group of dudes contemptuously with a papaya face, pretending that he was not one of them.

Xanxus disliked that some of us with bad legs (or too embarrassing) walked too slowly and went first to win, leaving us old, weak, sick and disabled to rush there slowly.

Looking up at the sky, it was still gloomy.

This battle is a test for the future ten-generation leaders, a test for the ten-generation family, and a test for Balian.

I felt a strange sense of loss, perhaps because every bad thing I ever caught up to happened in this kind of weather.

And Mori Nakouchi, Sawada Tsunayoshi and the others have arrived.

Looking at Mr. Gong's hanging phoenix eyes, the swelling on the left cheek seems to be more painful o(>﹏<)o

I was looking at Mr. Gong in a daze, completely oblivious to Bell's approach.

With a howl, my whole body was knocked down, my face turned away from the force of the attack, and there seemed to be something extra in my mouth.

When I spit it out, it turned out to be a brand new ceramic wisdom tooth.

Mamon slumped down at my feet, and Bell, who was the culprit at first glance, jumped out quickly.

Clenching my fist tightly, I watched him grit his teeth angrily:

"Bastard, big trash, Bell Figor! You are a psychopath who has never taken medicine for ten thousand years! My tooth is new, and it has not been two hours in total!"

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Taking the watch distributed by Cherobell, Mr. Gong and I walked to the battle field of the cloud.

He didn't speak along the way, and his expression looked a little gloomy.

To be honest, I only remember the moment when Gola Mosca fired the compressed particle cannon at Mr. Gong, and my mind was completely blank as to what happened afterwards.

Maybe Sawada Tsunayoshi arrived in time, he didn't seem to be injured, so I was relieved.

The stadium is not far from the front yard of the teaching building. On the elevated iron platform is the Vongola Ring of Clouds, faintly glowing under the moonlight leaked by the dark clouds.

Before I could stand still, Mr. Gong, who walked around in front of me at some point, raised his hand and slapped me.

For some unknown reason, he covered half of his face and fell to the ground, feeling a bit of fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.

Mr. Gong beat him very hard, yesterday he was hit on the left side of the cheek, and he was hit by Bell just now, the pain that was already dull turned into a hot swell now.

I stretched out my fingers to wipe away the blood that had slipped from my lips, and then I looked up at Mr. Gong standing in front of me.

And he just looked at me in silence and didn't speak for a long time.

The surrounding atmosphere is chilling.

The fleeting years are unfavorable.

That's definitely what I said.

First, he was kicked to Japan by Bermuda, and the warden came to play tricks, and then he became a villain inexplicably, and he was still Balian's Yunshou, but now he is doing better, Mr. Gong who was a little gentle a few days ago Give me a mouth without saying a word.

I don’t even know what I’m drawing o(╯□╰)o

I thought that Mr. Gong would just stare at me until the end of the big air battle, but he suddenly squatted down and stretched out his hand to me.

I thought he was going to hit me again, so I subconsciously moved back and avoided it.

He frowned in displeasure, and pressed his warm palm against my left cheek.

The red and swollen cheeks that were covered with adhesive tape became even hotter from his body temperature, and it was painful and itchy because the slightly callused fingertips that had been holding the duckweed crutch all year round brushed against the corners of his lips.

Those unusually bright phoenix eyes, which are also shining like stars in the dark, stared at me quietly.

Ripples like drops floating in water.

It seems to be brewing all the softness that has settled in the bottom of my heart.

He had a look on his face that I couldn't read.

I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but suddenly there was a needle prick on the wrist wearing the watch, followed by an inexplicable heat that surged from my chest and quickly spread throughout my body.

He didn't even have the strength to support the ground with his hands, and the back of his head hit the hard ground, causing a moment of fascinating dizziness.

"The poison known as deathheart will instantly paralyze the nerves, making it difficult for the poisoned person to even stand up, and the burning pain throughout the whole body will gradually intensify, and he will die after 30 minutes."

The sound of the Cherubell mechanism came from the watch, and I saw Tsunayoshi Sawada's extremely nervous expression on the monitor.

"It's not good, it's really not good..."

His breathing was low, the pain hit him like crazy, and the uniform soaked in cold sweat stuck to his back made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Why should I be involved in this kind of thing... And I'm still in the villain's team, without the protagonist's aura, the pressure is really great..."

"It's so noisy, little animal, kill it..."

Mr. Gong fell to the side, his lips pursed into a thin line, and his brows were wrinkled.

His speech rate was a bit slower than usual, and he didn't sound much better than me.

If the blood flow can be stopped with the Flame of the Night, this bit of poison is nothing at all!

But that's forbidden...

Ahhh, damn it!

Why did Cherobel install this thing on my watch? Seriously, there must be a limit and it can be repaired!

Turning sideways with extreme effort, I saw the cold sweat continuously dripping down Mr. Gong's face.

There was dust, sweat, and shallow scars on his face, but even these couldn't conceal his due beauty.

His hand is not far from me.

The scorching burning pain made me unable to control my limbs at will. My ten fingers pressed against the ground and moved, my curled knuckles turned white from excessive force, and my trembling fingertips were bleeding from the gravel and sand.

As if I had exhausted all my strength in my life, I was finally able to touch his fingertips, but I could no longer move an inch because of the unbearable pain.

Mr. Gong moved his fingers slowly, and the veins on the back of his fair hand bulged, and the instant his fingers intertwined, my bones ached.

He frowned, and his dark pupils reflected my embarrassment.

After a long silence, he slowly let go of my hand.

The tightly pursed lips were faintly white, and Mr. Gong's voice was very soft.

"...Wait for me...Melansa."

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Xanxus, who leaped to the rooftop with the help of the flames fired by the two guns, despises Sawada Tsunayoshi's behavior of rescue and protection.

"It doesn't matter if my subordinate dies."

His expression was slightly ferocious due to his arrogance, "Look at the big screen."

Following his intentions, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the big screen broadcasting the live broadcast, with a complicated expression, and a hint of pity.

The once mighty Balian cadres are now as humble as sinners begging for forgiveness before God.

"Please boss, save me, I seem to be dying." → This is Ruslia, who has a perverted personality.

"I won't lose again, I will follow you for the rest of my life, and I will share half of my property with you." → This is the money-hungry Mamun.

"I'll help you... collect the rings..." → This is the arrogant Bell.

"If you save me, I will obey no matter what order you give." → This is the cruel Levi.

"I won't call you a bastard boss again..." → This is the impulsive and arrogant Squalo.

"Xanxus, do you have glaucoma or cataract... Don't shoot randomly when the optic nerve atrophy is moving at high speed, it almost hit me!"

……

This is heartless Melanza.

Well...seems like he's the exception.

With an extremely obvious contempt in his tone, Xanxus turned his head and spat.

"Damn, this scum is always in such a state."

In fact, from the perspective of xanxus, the most convenient target should be the high platform in the direction of the cloud guardian.

However, it was obvious that Master Xanxus was upset, and knocked down Lan and Lei's high platforms with two shots, trying to make Melanza stare blankly.

On the big screen, the blond-haired boy gasped lowly, as if he didn't even have the strength to move his fingertips.

But he didn't expect that after he took a deep breath, his growling voice was completely comparable to that of Squalo, the loudest voice in the Mafia:

"...Bastard boss, believe it or not, I'll fix it when I go back and smash your wine cabinet!!"

The answer of xanxus to this sentence is——

Wipe the flame bomb that sank into the ground directly on his cheek.

"……puff."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had been keeping serious all the time, laughed unkindly.

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Accompanied by the earth-shattering explosion, thick smoke billowed above the roof like an overwhelming sandstorm, and suddenly dust and gravel flew everywhere.

"... Levi, that big piece of trash, is really stupid."

I can't bear to look at the smoky rooftop, he can't die anyway, I'm going to save Squalo and the others.

Walking is a bit wobbly, and because of the curse, he was desperately releasing flames to Gora Mosca before, and the burden on his body is still quite heavy.

There was a burning pain on the left cheek, all thanks to Xanxus' flaming bomb.

I don't know what's wrong, but I can't get along with this half of my face.

My left cheek has provoked someone!

Holding on to the wall, there were still a few deep red marks on the back of his hand, which Mr. Gong scratched out in pain.

This guy was able to knock down the high iron frame with two crutches under the condition of poisoning. He really deserves to be the strongest delinquent boy in history.

Just as I was thinking about it, at the corner I saw Mr. Gong bandaging his left arm with a handkerchief in his mouth.

"Senior Skylark...!"

"Didn't I let you stay there, little animal?"

Mr. Gong raised the corners of his eyebrows, and the very thin scar on his cheek overflowed a little scarlet.

Judging by the technique, it must have been caused by Bell's death waltz, and he must be beaten up when he goes back.

"Now is not the time to talk about this..."

Before he could reach him, a fiery wave rushed out suddenly, and the smoke cloud from the explosion changed from red to gray, and finally lingered in the front yard of the teaching building in eerie black for a long time.

I tore off Balian's coat, tore off the corner of the shirt inside and carefully bandaged it for Mr. Gong. I helped him to a safe place to rest temporarily.

"Senior Skylark, don't move around, leave the rest to me."

"Small animals."

A pair of phoenix eyes stared at me, seeming to know what I was going to do and frowned again.

I smoothed Mr. Gong's brow with my clean hand and smiled.

"Although those two sons are annoying and troublesome, they are my companions... I have to save them."

"..."

There seemed to be some invisible emotion flashing in the depths of his dark pupils.

Although Mr. Gong still looked unhappy, he still didn't stop me from leaving after all.

When I arrived at the Rain Battlefield, I was almost exhausted, and it took me a long time to get the Vengley Ring of Rain to detoxify Squalo and Takeshi Yamamoto.

As soon as he was able to move, Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head and showed a natural smile:

"Ahahaha~ I knew you were a good person, Melanza."

"...I accept the good person card. You take the ring to go to Senior Skylark. He is injured and no one takes care of him. I am a little worried."

"Oh! No problem, leave it to me!"

"ring……"

Squalo looked at the back of Takeshi Yamamoto leaving, and expressed dissatisfaction with me handing over the ring.

Putting his arm on my shoulder, I helped him away with some difficulty.

"Compared to that, Xanxus is completely pissed off."

"That guy's level of anger has never been seen..."

"...you have to hurry over there."

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm down the beating heartbeat, Squalo and I moved towards the place indicated by the watch with difficulty.

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Except for the day of his birthday eight years ago, xanxus has never been so angry as he is now.

The scars on his face spread all over his body due to anger, making his face look extraordinarily hideous.

His hands were sealed by huge icicles, and he could no longer use flames.

It was exactly the same scene as the night of the cradle incident.

"A piece of rubbish like you can actually know Pengo Li's profound meaning... This kind of trick is not a zero-point breakthrough at all! It's nothing!"

"You should be very clear about what kind of trick the zero-point breakthrough is."

Dirty clothes, bruises all over the body, blood oozing faintly from the corners of the lips, all these should have made Sawada Tsunayoshi look extremely depressed.

Yes, as it should be.

"That scar...isn't it the evidence that you have been frozen by a zero-point breakthrough."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice was a little low.

Just by standing there, no one can deny that he is Peng Ge's rightful heir.

"You've already lost, Xanxus."

"Hahaha... I thought you were going to say something..."

Xanxus laughed almost maniacally, and smashed the ice on his hands with the help of his knees.

"If you still want to fight, it's not as simple as the scars left by Kudaime."

Deadly point zero breakthrough.

It is said that the unique trick created by the first generation of Vongola can freeze the flames of dead energy.

The infinitely expanding icicle completely blocked Xanxus, and he seemed to hear a familiar roar in a trance:

"Stop------!!! Bastard boss...xanxus!!!"

Noisy, big trash...

Xanxus wanted to answer like usual, but his consciousness fell into darkness.

The guardians who arrived for the first time in the big air battle wore the uniform of Balian, a swordsman with long silver hair and a boy with blond hair.

Squalo, unable to stand up due to exhaustion, knelt down in front of the ice wall, opened and closed his lips, desperately trying to speak a complete sentence, but could not make any sound.

Behind the flickering fluorescent screen, behind the bright light, was his decadent and panicked face.