Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

"Why does such a dangerous person appear in my house!"

The brown-haired boy put his face like Munch's world-famous painting "The Scream", and let out a silent cry.

"Don't worry. Judaime, I will protect you!"

The silver-haired boy, that is, Hayato Gujiji, pulled out a few sticks of explosives and stood in front of him in a defensive posture.

"No...it doesn't have to be."

The brown-haired boy's eyes became == again.

This kid has a lot of expressions, and it feels like he can extract a whole set of expressions from his face in minutes.

The dangerous man, who could clearly hear the whispers of the teenagers, leaned against the cabinet, thinking very leisurely.

"Gang, this is Mr. Kurosawa." After seeing her child come out of the room, Nana Sawada smiled and introduced him, "The one who arrived not long ago is a friend of Reborn and Oda-kun."

"You... hello..."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who complained about the addition of strange people in his heart, stepped forward bravely and held out his hand to Gin.

stare--

The long-haired man stared at him fixedly, but did not respond for a while.

It wasn't until the other party looked a little uncomfortable that he stretched out his hand to hold the boy's palm and shook it up and down.

"I've heard the name for a long time."

This sentence is not wrong.

After all, when I was in Europe a year ago, I had already heard Mr. Reborn show off his good student.

"He came with Kurosawa-san, and there is also a Dazai-kun..."

Sawada Nana was very pleased by the harmonious and harmonious relationship between the two when they met for the first time.

Just when she wanted to introduce another boy to her son, the master came out of the kitchen with a pot.

"Give way a little—"

The young man wrapped in bandages held both ends of the casserole with both hands, walked quickly to the dining table, and placed the big thing in his hand heavily on the table.

In the next second, he quickly withdrew his hand and slapped it several times, and then put it to his mouth for a while.

"It's hot-"

The boy pursed his mouth and complained as if no one else was around.

Who is this!

Why did you come out of my kitchen with a pot!

Sawada Tsunayoshi complained again in his heart.

"This is the Dazai-kun I mentioned." Nana's mother answered his question in time.

The housewife smiled and put her head on her side: "Mr. Dazai is a good boy, and he asked to help in the kitchen as soon as he came."

"Today's lunch is thanks to him and Biyangqi."

"It's nothing, thanks to Nana's mother for giving us a chance to compete."

Osamu Dazai, who pretends to be a man, is easy to like.

He affectionately called the elder who hadn't met for a long time, and smiled very cutely.

But Tsunayoshi Sawada who was next to him shuddered for some reason.

Especially when the other party frowned, rubbed their hands, and leaned in front of him, saying that this is Gang, please give me more advice, the chill reached its peak.

Don't call me so familiar!

It's the first time we've met!

This Dazai-kun must be a social terrorist!

but……

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Dazai Osamu who said that I am very enthusiastic and easy to deal with, and reflected on whether his thoughts just now were too rude to this person who met for the first time.

So, that chill...

Is it an illusion?

Once again, Vongola Judaime ignored the crazy alarm sounded by his plug-in super intuition.

If super intuition could talk, it would growl and roar:

You should trust me more!The cheats are all given to you, will it work or not!

This kind of neglect didn't come to him until Tsunayoshi Sawada sat down at the dining table, belatedly realizing—did his mother say something terrible just now?

Lunch thanks to Biyangqi...  

Biyangqi?

The brunette boy wanted to perform a stand up on the spot.It's a pity that before his idea was implemented, Reborn jumped up and jumped on his head, pressing him heavily on the stool.

"The lunch at noon today was jointly completed by Osamu Dazai and Biyangqi who participated in the cooking competition."

"The judges are me, Nana's mother, Oda, and Kurosawa."

Before the others could breathe a sigh of relief, the little baby who had the final say continued, "We will be the judges, and the rest of the people present are tasters."

"Everyone must participate—"

The little baby showed a devilish smile.

Everyone looked at the food on the table, and then turned their heads to look at the smile of Reborn, the great devil, for a while, they didn't know which way to die was better.

Although half of the food on the table is purple and poisonous, the remaining half looks quite normal.

Even if Dazai-kun is not very skilled, put sugar as salt or mix raw vegetables with undercooked vegetables, these small problems are not worth mentioning in the remaining two options.

The culinary skills of this strange boy turned out to be their only life-saving straw under the double oppression of Reborn and Bi Yangqi.

Everyone who knew it was ready to sit down at the dining table, and sincerely thanked the Dazai Lord for his enthusiasm.

There was only a little conflict when I was seated.

Reborn didn't sit next to Tsunayoshi Sawada as usual, but had an empty seat in the middle.

He smiled and explained to others: "Oda and Kurosawa are both disciples I taught on a whim before."

"The three of us haven't been together in years. So let them sit on either side of me today."

This is reasonable, and no one else disputes it.

But since there was only one seat between Reborn and Sawada Tsunayoshi, it was destined that one of the two disciples would sit next to him.

As for the gin, the brown-haired boy dragged the chair next to him and sat down when he whispered about Mr. Oda... Mr. Oda.

The long-haired man didn't seem to hear the other party's prayer, turned his head and smiled at the young man: "Please give me more advice."

It's just that this smile is so malicious no matter how you look at it, it can make people have nightmares for ten nights in a row.

Sure enough, he is taking revenge...

Two lasagna tears flowed from the heart of the brunette boy.

Now that Tsunayoshi Sawada's side has been occupied, Hayato Gudera, who claims to be the right-hand man of Vongola Judaimu, is naturally not to be outdone, and wants to immediately go forward to seize the position on the other side.

But just as he was about to put his hands on the back of the chair, he only grabbed a piece of air.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was their savior Dazai-kun who dragged the chair out the moment before.

The boy with curly hair and bandages bypassed Hayato in an extremely tricky way, and sat on a chair before he could react.

"You..." Hayato Gokuji frowned and was about to express his dissatisfaction with the young man who had usurped the throne of his Judaime right-hand man.

But Dazai Osamu didn't seem to notice him, he just moved closer to Sawada Tsunayoshi next to him, and said with a smile: "We are about the same age, and we hit it off at the same time. I think you don't mind getting acquainted with me and chatting."

Intuition told Tsunayoshi Sawada that it is best not to reject the other party.

Now that the Judaime agreed, it is natural for Mr. Left and Right to argue further.The silver-haired boy had no choice but to sit directly opposite his leader.

So, after the final seat was determined, Tsunayoshi Sawada was horrified to find that Mr. Kurosawa, who seemed not to be trifled with, was sitting on his left, and a Dazai boy who couldn't tell the depth but was definitely not simple was sitting on the right.

Judaime, who was caught in the middle of the two, let out a silent cry: Help—life—

And I don't know why, among these two people, his intuition wants him to move to Mr. Kurosawa's side more than to get close to the seemingly harmless boy.

"In short... In short, let's eat first."

While laughing, Sawada boy passed the chopsticks around the purple unknown objects, and stretched them towards the fragrant stewed chicken served in a black casserole in the middle.

Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up in an instant, and he immediately recommended it to his neighbor: "You are so smart!"

"This is my favorite work—Vital Stewed Chicken? 3.0ver streamlined and improved version."

"I couldn't stew it for three days and three nights because of the time problem. But the taste and efficacy will not be weakened in the slightest, so you will be full of energy after eating..."

"It tastes good...wait a minute!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had just put a chopstick of chicken into his mouth, paused.

He swallowed this mouthful of meat with difficulty, and then looked at the young man beside him who was talking with a look that doubted his hearing.

"You just said... three days and three nights?"

"Yeah, the original version is meant to be stewed for three days and three nights." The curly-haired boy said confidently, "If you don't believe me, ask Odasaku. He has eaten it too, and he said it was delicious."

Oda Sakunosuke who was suddenly cueed: ...

Facing the two people who looked at him expectantly, he nodded hesitantly, and said truthfully: "The taste is really good, but..."

The young man only had time to say the first half of the sentence before he was overshadowed by Osamu Dazai's self-satisfied loud voice: "Let me tell you! It's delicious!"

The boy who was still complaining about Oda's strange sentence before, was also relieved after hearing the first half of the sentence of the red-haired youth.

"Great, Mr. Oda won't lie. Three days and three nights are probably just some special cooking methods..."

The young man who had relaxed his mind casually brought some chopsticks and dishes into his mouth, and at this moment, everyone else started to move.

The taste is really good, but the memory was fragmented after eating it... Forget it, it seems a bit late.

The red-haired youth who missed the best chance to tell the truth looked around and fell silent.

"Mom, while we're waiting for the taster's response, let's eat the sushi that Dad Yamamoto sent us first."

Adhering to the standard rule of the Sawada family that Tsuna's mother is everyone's mother, Reborn, whose actual age has already surpassed Nana Sawada, relied on his body that has not yet grown up, and called out the name "mother" without any guilt.

At the same time, he conjured a large box of sushi from some corner, and the lunch box was held firmly in his little hand.

"Okay..." Sawada Nana clapped her hands together, "Then judges, let's eat together!"

Gin and Sakunosuke Oda glanced at the devil-like killing table, followed the hostess' invitation without hesitation, and stretched out their hands to the sushi box.

But at this moment, the situation at the dinner table was quite one-sided.In terms of the outcome of the game alone, it seems that a conclusion can be drawn.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and his partners are well aware of the dangers of Biyangqi's poisonous cooking.So naturally avoid those foods that are purple and emit unknown gas.

In addition, the dishes made by Osamu Dazai are too confusing.

At first glance, they all look very normal, and they can even be called delicious, and the color and fragrance are not bad.

So those dishes from his hands are very popular.

Finding that her loving cooking was neglected, Bi Yangqi walked slowly behind her younger brother with a sullen face, holding the dish.

Stretching out his hand, he clasped Hayato's shoulder steadily, accurately and firmly.

"Hayato, you must appreciate my sister's cooking, right?"

Youyou also came with a somewhat gentle voice.

Following the sound, a plate of pastries was pinned on the face of Hayato, who had already froze.

Prison temple, hit the street, can't start again.jpg.

After doing all this, Biyangqi raised her head as if nothing had happened, and said angrily, "This child is still so self-willed, and he can still fall asleep during everyone's dinner time."

The moment the words fell, Youyou quickly locked on to the others with somewhat gentle eyes.

"Don't be too restrained, why are you being polite, eat quickly."

"Or do you need the personal service of the chef?"

The pink-haired girl tilted her head.

Crowd: ...

What kind of situation is it like to serve in person? Hayato has already demonstrated it personally.

Everyone looked at the unknown object in front of them, in a dilemma.

Faced with the choice of eating a bite by themselves or getting a plate of paste, the rest of the people picked up a small piece, closed their eyes and held their breath, and swallowed it.

Those of you who are waiting to pass out or have a stomachache are counting down silently in your heart.But this time, after counting down several times, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that nothing happened to them.

Is Biyangqi finally able to make normal dishes?Or did their immunity improve?

Whatever the reason, it's worth celebrating.

After all, this means that they can escape from the era ruled by dark food.

Just as everyone (except Hayato Gokuji) happily made eye contact, Reborn, who was content to eat sushi and was full, finally stood up to reveal the secret.

"Do you want to know why?"

"It's all thanks to Dazai-kun's energetic stewed chicken!"

"This dish is Dazai-kun's original dish. Just like its name, eating it can make people energetic."

"Elevate the human body to an exciting state, the metabolism will be accelerated accordingly, and the toxins will be effectively eliminated in time."

Following Reborn's words, the eyes of everyone looking at Osamu Dazai gradually changed to looking at God.

Someone can actually make the ultimate recipe to crack Biyangqi's poisonous recipe!

After talking nonsense about the scientific truth, Reborn hooked his mouth and finally turned to the main topic.

"This ver3.0 streamlined and improved version of Vigorous Stewed Chicken has more remarkable effects."

"It can refresh the mind and keep people's energy in an upswelling state for a long time."

"Yes... I feel a little refreshed."

Like buyers who have been fooled and limped, everyone subconsciously nodded and followed each other's thoughts, giving their evaluation.

only……

It seems that some spirits are too much.

He was even in a trance, as if he would be broken in the next second.

"Hmph..." The little baby in a black suit tugged at the brim of his hat, making it impossible to see his expression. "This means that the energy you have accumulated in your body has not been dispersed, nor has it been transformed into other energy."

"In order not to waste all this energy, so..." Reborn's green lizard named Leon turned into his usual CZ-75, and his finger was on the trigger at the same time, "Now start practicing!"

After finishing speaking, a bullet was shot into the body of the brown-haired boy.

The brown-haired boy seemed to be a different person in an instant, yelling and practicing desperately, he rushed out of the house and started running around the entire Bingsheng town.

"Oh! Then we can't fall behind!"

Under the leadership of Sawada Tsunayoshi, the teenagers who were still sitting around the table also got up one after another, rushing out with enthusiasm.

Founder of Dazai Vigorous Stewed Chicken? Zhi: ...

A road that was never imagined appeared!

Reborn was very calm about this scene, presumably there are not many such situations in normal times.

The little baby just pushed the brim of the hat with the muzzle of a gun, and then turned to Nana Sawada and explained: "Mom, Tsuna and the others have finished eating and want to go out to exercise."

"Gang and the others are really hardworking." This Mrs. Sawada is not surprised, "I just hope they don't be too active, after all, strenuous exercise after meals is not good."

Gin:  …

In a sense, this Mrs. Sawada is also a ruthless person.

After everyone dispersed, Reborn became a little more serious.

"As you can see, the Vengley-style cultural exchange winter camp is not over yet."

"In addition to Oda, I also want to invite you to serve as temporary teachers. Anyway, you are all experienced seniors."

Teacher Reborn really never misses an opportunity to pluck the wool.

Gin didn't object to the teacher's proposal.

After all, it's like the brothers and sisters who have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering always want to persecute the brothers and sisters who are still swimming free in the sea.

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai blinked, pointed at himself and asked, "Me?"

"Yes, you." Reborn said with certainty.

"I know what you mean by coming to Namorimachi."

"It's not impossible to talk about it, but let's be a winter camp teacher first!"

The baby's voice was milky, but there was something unquestionable about it.

Osamu Dazai blinked again, and then smiled: "Okay."

"By the way, what do you want me to teach?"

"I'm not boasting, I still have some experience in teaching."

Reborn's expression was not obvious under the gentleman's hat.

I only heard him say: "I want you to be an ideological and cultural teacher."