Penggli Rhapsody

【Kyoya's Passing】

Takeshi Yamamoto, who was raised by his father who was a former professional killer since he was a child, was both a father and a mother. I don’t know why since he went to kindergarten, the keen intuition that was cultivated unconsciously since childhood has been sounding the alarm.

Roughly speaking, for example, when I went to school hand in hand with my little friend Tsunayoshi Sawada in the morning, when passing a certain road on the way, I would feel a creepy feeling of being stared at by a beast for no reason.

But when Takeshi Yamamoto looked left and right, he found that there were no other people on the road except a few adults who happened to pass by, some children who also went to school, or a familiar figure in a small coat passing by at the corner of the road. .

Then, when Takeshi Yamamoto and Tsunayoshi Sawada were in kindergarten, they would occasionally fight with their friends in the school, and Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly felt like he was being targeted—yes, it’s still the kind of thing being targeted by ferocious beasts Creepy feeling.

But look around, except for other children playing in the kindergarten, Takeshi Yamamoto didn't see anyone else!

Oh, by the way, they didn't want to dominate Hibari Kyouya as usual, staying away from the noisy childish ghosts, occupying the top floor of the kindergarten teaching building by himself, and ignoring everyone.

Leaving these people aside, the kind of eyes that would make Takeshi Yamamoto feel dangerous always flashed by like this, making it impossible to catch any clues.

It's just... weird.

What's even more strange is that when he was a child, Takeshi Yamamoto never thought that this feeling of being targeted was not an occasional event, but would accompany him for many years.

Until one day Takeshi Yamamoto finally realized and discovered the truth.

But the truth came later.

After the happy life in kindergarten is over, the study life in elementary school will follow.

This day, I was walking to school with my little friend Tsunayoshi Sawada, and when I passed a certain place, I suddenly felt the familiar and unfamiliar feeling of being targeted. Takeshi Yamamoto, who had the courage to grow up with his age, turned his head fiercely Look towards a blind spot beside the road.

... nothing?

"Hey, what's the matter, Yamamoto-senpai?" After changing his words many years ago, the special title of "Awu" that has not been changed until now has become more and more proficient in the shouting of Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Gradually, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who didn't feel the difference in calling a bamboo horse of the same age as 'Senior', held the latest game console in his hand, and said naturally without raising his head: "Do you feel like someone is watching you again?" ?”

Takeshi Yamamoto has said several times since he was a child that he always feels that someone is watching him from behind.

After so many years of this incident, Tsunayoshi Sawada has gotten used to it, but the habit is a habit. After so many years of being suspicious, Takeshi Yamamoto didn't find any evidence.

Occasionally, Tsunayoshi Sawada regained his senses from his addiction to playing games, wondering if his little friend Takeshi Yamamoto had developed some nervousness from playing baseball every day these years.

He always said that someone was watching him, but he couldn't find who and what was going on?

Could it be that the person staring at Takeshi Yamamoto is not a human, but a ghost? !

Thinking of this, Tsunayoshi Zetian, who was playing the game, paused for a moment, pulled the clothes of the bamboo horse beside him, and said a little timidly: "Sir Yamamoto, have you fallen into evil? Last time I asked you to go to the shrine to pay homage, you just went to fight baseball."

Look, maybe it would have been better if I had listened to Tsunayoshi Sawada last time.

"We have to go to the shrine every New Year's Eve. It's impossible for us to run into evil every year." Takeshi Yamamoto scratched the back of his head and said firmly.

"It must be a human, not a ghost!"

Besides, apart from the Fujiwara Sakai they met when they were young, Yamamoto Takeshi and the others have never seen other ghosts.

There are so many ghosts in this world.

"Brother Zuowei is an angel, not a ghost!" Sawada Tsunayoshi puffed up his cheeks and argued.

"... Anyway, Brother Xiaoguang said that Brother Zuowei found what he wanted, and now he has become a Buddha... Well, he has returned to heaven." Takeshi Yamamoto said as he walked with his hands behind his head.

"Now Brother Xiaoguang has become a professional Go player, so we can only go to school honestly."

"Ah, sometime I can become a professional baseball player, just go to Koshien to play games."

"Come on, if Yamamoto-senpai can become a professional baseball player, I will go to the scene and be a cheerleader for you!" Tsunayoshi Sawada encouraged without raising his head.

Habitually grabbed Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was playing a game console with his head down, and almost hit the electric pole on the roadside, and Takeshi Yamamoto, who was pulling Tsunayoshi Sawada on the right path, said helplessly.

"When you were a cheerleader for me, you wouldn't just sit in the stands and play video games."

Tsunayoshi Sawada had no interest in sports since he was a child. When watching Takeshi Yamamoto play baseball in the past, he just sat in the stands and played game consoles.

I feel that even in the future, even if his own bamboo horse embarks on the future of a professional baseball player, Tsunayoshi Sawada's behavior will still be the same as now, which is the essence of being an otaku.

"What, isn't it my greatest encouragement to be able to sit at the scene?" Sawada Tsunayoshi snorted.

As a member of the future otaku reserve army, it is indeed a rare thing for Tsunayoshi Sawada to be able to take a little time out of the precious otaku time to go out and watch live games.

"Gang, why are you getting more and more nerdy." Takeshi Yamamoto rolled his eyes and said.

"What are you going to do after working like this?"

Staying home for a long time is easy to become social fear, right?

"So I will try my best to find a job that doesn't require too much contact with people, or not work." Tsunayoshi Sawada thought for a while and said innocently.

"Mom said our family has enough money for me to use for the rest of my life."

"..." Takeshi Yamamoto.

There is no envy, jealousy or hatred!

"If Ah Gang doesn't have a job in the future, you can be my agent!" Takeshi Yamamoto said with his arms around his little friend's neck, imagining the future.

"When I become a professional baseball player in the future, I will definitely make a lot of money. I will pay you a salary."

"Can I apply for an advance salary overdraft? I saw a figure recently, and I don't have enough pocket money." Tsunayoshi Sawada actively responded to the call of his friends.

"...I just bought a new baseball bat and hat for this month's pocket money two days ago, and it's gone." Takeshi Yamamoto tilted his head and said.

"I can write you a white note."

"……"Kokichi Sawada.

The problem is, the bauble is useless when buying things!

"Yamamoto-senpai, you still want to pay me a salary." The social person Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head to play the game again, and said very sharply.

"Maybe I will raise you in the future."

It has to be said that, to some extent, it is a prophecy.

It appeared again, that kind of frightening stalking gaze that flashed past.

However, Takeshi Yamamoto, who has been familiar with this inexplicable feeling for the past few years, led Tsunayoshi Sawada calmly across the road, busy arguing with his friends about who will raise who in the future, ignoring this familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

Not far away, Kyoya Hibari, who has evolved into the chairman of the Bingsheng Country's Disciplinary Committee with a duckweed crutch and a coat, passed by heroically.

Salary?

Hmph, when he starts a company and buys Bingsheng, the rabbits and wolf cubs will be fed and raised separately, let's see who will flock together!

The author has something to say: In salted fish!

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