[Tutor] Lost

Seeing that Jim gave up and left, Anthony made a helpless expression before turning his head. He couldn't remember how many people he had warned these days.

Putting such a little guy exuding a pure atmosphere here is like a piece of fat that is always calling for someone to take a bite, and there is no shortage of this kind of stuff in this bar. Why did the chief let his little lover come? Here? Without the consent of the chief, he would not dare to let this little guy come here to "work".

Is it to make this little guy realize that there is only one good man in the world, the chief? Anthony couldn't help thinking, and then silently threw this idea as far as he could: the chief would not do such a thing!

——Well, although the chief is indeed a peerless good man.

"uncle?"

"What's the matter?" After finishing his expression, Anthony turned his head, and his smile was a little more real.

Apart from other things, Hosea is indeed not an annoying child. After getting along for a while, Anthony has a good impression of the chief legend.Maybe the other party is a little childish, unguarded, and even clumsier than children of the same age, but he also has a gentle and tolerant heart-those things that belong to the sun, but are not so easy to maintain.

Perhaps it is because of living in the dark for a long time, there will always be phototropism.

As the time spent together grew, Anthony felt that his expectations for this child increased, and he began to understand why the chief chose this child.Who doesn't like the unchanging light? I have seen the darkness, but I haven't fallen, and I haven't been afraid to stay away from it, or hate it. Instead, I accept everything calmly and try to find a balance between light and darkness.

Maybe he and the chief think the same thing, they both want to know how far this kid can go...

"uncle?"

Gang Ji tilted his head, Anthony was in a daze, and in his cognition, Anthony was a serious and rigorous person, although it was not obvious on the surface, for example, when teaching him how to mix wine, Anthony was almost accurate to the drop.After thinking about it, Tsunayoshi asked in a low voice in Japanese, "What happened? May I know?"

"Ah, it's all right."

Anthony shook his head. He has a strong body, but he has a simple and honest face. There is a sense of innocence when he does this action.

Because no one in the bureau can understand Japanese except for Danny and the chief, in order to have other channels to get gossip, there was a small wave of Japanese learning enthusiasm in the bureau. Although Anthony was not one of them, knowing that Tsuna would Since he came to work with him, he asked Danny to tutor this small language.

Fortunately, his talent is not bad.

"Speaking of which, Palma, can you stop calling me 'uncle'? I don't think I'm that old." The chief's little lover called him that, which made him feel like he was taking advantage of the chief.

The chief's uncle or something, it's too creepy. _(:з」∠)_

"Yes...you asked me to call it that way." Tsuna smiled. He knew it was difficult to mention Arnold's name here, so he had to omit it.Before letting him work here, Arnold set the identity for him as "the bar owner's nephew".

"..."

...So the chief sent this kid because he didn't like him? If he gets called a few more times, he will lose his lifespan, okay?

"?"

Taking a deep breath, Anthony turned his head and looked around.The layout of the bar was not too complicated, and the location of the bar counter gave an overview of the overall situation. He quickly grasped the situation in the bar and was sure that no one would make trouble for a while, so he decided to try to get some "information" from Gangji.

Intelligence agents gossip all the time.

Anthony explained his behavior in this way. He is not a kind person, but the pure eyes of the other party always make him feel guilty, "Palma, your Sicilian is not very good, why don't you change it to something else?" There are many people who speak Sicilian, but Anthony thinks that what Arnold should teach is not Sicilian.

"Oh? Why?" Tsuna scratched his cheek, and frowned. "Don't everyone speak Sicilian?" After learning the customs, Tsuna knew the difference between Sicilian and Italian.

"..."

Anthony didn't know how to tell Tsuna, it was only because everyone knew that the little bartender at the bar could only speak Sicilian.And some bad guys, the reason why they didn't come out was that they were trying to learn Sicilian.

"And why ask this question? Isn't it normal to speak this language in Sicily?"

"Sicily?"

"Well, isn't it?"

Anthony could only nod, "Oh, yes, of course." He was sure that he couldn't tell Gang Ji that this was not Sicily, after all the chief who should have told Gang Ji of this had concealed the truth instead, which made Anthony have to suspect——

Chief, you really didn't abduct children, did you?

******

The working time in the bar was night, but Anthony didn’t dare to let Gang Ji be on the night shift. The first half of the night was fine, but in the second half of the night, he was worried that the child would hurt his eyes, so he sent Gang Ji back early.

It was eleven o'clock when Tsuna returned to the Intelligence Bureau.

There are office areas and dormitory areas in the intelligence bureau, but most of the time the intelligence officers will not stay in their respective dormitories.Because of their status, they have their own private houses in many places, and the comfort level is definitely much higher than the dormitory of the intelligence agency.

At this time, the office area is still brightly lit, but the distant accommodation area is only lit with fireworks.

Maybe the chief is still in office?

Looking for the most familiar one among the translucent windows, Gangji thought for a while, then changed his pace and walked towards the small kitchen in the dormitory area.

Tsuna had never seen such a thorough workaholic as Arnold.

There is no doubt that Arnold is a regular person.He knows that his body is the capital of the revolution, and he also pays attention to adjusting his physical condition to maintain his combat power, but this is before he falls into a workaholic state.For a certain intelligence clue, Arnold finished the food as if he had completed a mission, and he was able to stay energetic for several days without sleep.Correspondingly, the coffee consumption in his office will be very large.Tsuna had secretly tasted the coffee without any added sugar or flavoring, the refreshing effect was very good, but it was also unbearably bitter.

I'm a little hungry.

Stepping closer to the small kitchen, Gangji touched his stomach, but he was still not used to the food here.

I remember that Arnold discovered this when we ate together for the first time, but instead of comforting or accommodating, he said, "If you are not used to it, you don't have to get used to it."

The premise of not having to get used to it is that he can find food from his hometown, which obviously needs money, so Gangji went to work in a bar.But it is unrealistic to eat Japanese food every day, so Tsunayoshi's plan is to try to make edible food by himself.

He is not ignorant about cooking.

Thank you for the cooking class in middle school, although he didn't participate, but because of Kyoko, he paid too much attention to that class.Squinting his eyes, Tsuna stopped in front of the kitchen door, trying to push the past memory out of his mind, but obviously unsuccessful.

Kyoko is the girl Tsuna Yoshi once liked very much. The Ring War brought him closer to the girl, but this crossing doubled the distance and he couldn't overstep it.

"Hosea?"

"Yi——! Ai Aibel." Startled, Tsuna took a step back in panic, his face flushed slightly, "Why are you here?" He said to be strong, but once again immersed in depressed thoughts, Tsuna Feel ashamed of your own weakness.

Smiling gently, Abel gestured to the tray in his hand.

"Oh, oh, that's right."

Scratching his hair, Tsunaki calmed down a little, "It's late, don't you go to bed?" After that, Tsunaki accidentally became good friends with Abel, and he wasn't sure if Abel knew he saw That scene, but the other party didn't say anything, Tsuna was naturally happy to pretend not to know.

After all, it was not a good memory, and after the so-called estrus period, Abel's complexion improved a lot.

"Since you're here, of course I'm going to sleep." Handing the tray to Tsuna, Abel blinked and said kindly, "Go, maybe you'd like to share it with the chief?"

"Ugh?"

"What a silly boy." Helping Gangji smooth out the messy hair on his forehead, Aibel took advantage of his height and rubbed Gangji's head, like a real elder, but the fact is that he is only four years older than Gangji, "Yes Supper, I know that the food in the cafeteria is not to your taste, I researched it, maybe you can eat more."

Tsunayoshi somehow thinks of his mother, Nana Sawada.

"...Abel, you are so kind."

Why would such a gentle person suffer such a thing?

After being issued a good person card, Abel couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, let's go to the chief. If you want to continue working, you must replenish your physical strength. Here, go quickly."

"But why am I..."

Tilting his head, Tsuna was inexplicably shy. He always felt that Abel was waiting for him to come back.But why? Is it okay for Abel to give it to the chief himself?

"Well, maybe it's because the chief is willing to eat with you?" Shrugging childishly, Abel was still puzzled by seeing Tsunayoshi, and explained helplessly, "The chief never goes to the cafeteria to eat, he always takes the food home to eat. Of course there are many Everyone is like this, but I think the chief probably doesn't like the noisy environment in the cafeteria."

Hate the noise? Well, imagine it.

Nodding secretly, Gangji heard Abel's next words, "Except Mr. Cliff, I haven't seen anyone sitting at the same table with the chief, and you are the first one. So I think, maybe the chief will be willing Listen to your words and eat honestly." Supper is obviously not included in normal eating, even if he stays up late to fight, the chief only eats three meals a day.

"Forehead……"

Gangji didn't know what to say, Abel had already pushed him towards the light, "Okay, okay, go."

"Well, I'm leaving!"

"...It really is a child."

Looking at Gangji's back, Abel could only smile and shook his head, rubbed his stomach, his eyes softened, "Well, I'm starving to death, I should add another meal."

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