Penguin Style Cub Breeding Diary

The result of laughing wildly with his hips on his hips was thrown out of the sushi restaurant by the bastard boss who was in a bad mood.

The owner of the sushi restaurant, named Takeshi Yamamoto, rushed out to help the silver-haired boy up, and after speeding up the sushi ordered by several people, he sent away the pile of giant Buddhas.

Of course, after learning that Tsuna and Ji were new friends made by his son, he added an extra layer to their sushi boxes, put on a cute "warship", and asked them to take care of their idiots with a smile son.

Rao the proud prison temple touched his nose and turned his face away.

Tsuna even patted his small chest, expressing that he must have a good time with Yamamoto.

On the other hand, Skuvalo, who was standing far away, frowned and looked at the marks on the man's hand, showing a strange expression.

After muttering to each other, the children finally said their goodbyes.Before the group left, Takeshi Yamamoto stood in front of Xanxus shyly.

"Well, big brother, I'm sorry, I called the wrong name just now." Takeshi Yamamoto said at a young age but already had the embryonic form of Shuang (天) Lang (Ran) in the future, thinking about what Tsunayoshi called the other party, bark The teeth showed a smile, "Brother Hawthorn!"

[I might really die of laughter. 】

[23333 Cub Yamamoto is so cute, okay, add it to my shopping cart! 】

【What shopping cart?He is at my house. 】

Ignoring Xanxus' uncertain expression, everyone finally went home happily.

Nana's mother prepared a sumptuous lunch at home. When they saw them coming back, she hurriedly brought the food to the table.

Scovalo rolled up his sleeves and went in to help. Perhaps the young master Xanxus and the children, who didn't even know what the kitchen was, were stuffed into the bathroom to wash their hands before eating.

Tsuna very skillfully took the picture of Jiaguang and placed it in the vacant place.

Because Xanxus himself doesn't need a meal replacement bear here to show its existence, the black bear is able to lie safely on Tsunayoshi's bed, but Varian's teenage tyrant saw the picture of the oil worker's home light with a very silly smile. The photo frame looks a little weird.

Tsuna Yoshi: OVO.

That's right, Hawthorn also knows Papa!

A tiny light bulb lit up in his little head.

"Hawthorn shreds, hawthorn shreds," he tugged on the boy's sleeve.

Stared at by the young tyrant's red pupils, Tsuna blinked obediently, and changed her address logically.

"Brother Hawthorn, do you know Papa?"

【elder brother. 】

[Nothing hawthorn shreds, something...]

[As expected of you, my cub. 】

Xanxus sneered in a low voice, but it wasn't the first time this little thing had two sides (?), so he adapted very well, sitting in his own seat, waiting for these things that seemed to be just ordinary Home-cooked, yet appetizing-smelling meals arrive.

"Jaguang." He closed his eyes and folded his arms around his chest, as if he was thinking seriously.

Gangji waited nervously for his answer.

Waiting, waiting, but there has been no reply.

It wasn't until Scuvaro, who put the last soup on the table, walked over with a frown, and slapped Xanxus on the back, that he suddenly realized that Xanxus wasn't thinking at all.

"Hey! Bastard boss! It's time to eat! Why are you sleeping?"

But, damn it, the hawthorn silk is actually sleeping!

so bad! !

Gangji angrily took a bite of the older child who went too far, and climbed up to his seat nimbly.

Not to mention the noisy and noisy meal in the whole room.

In the afternoon, it is time for the children to go to bed.

Gang Ji dragged his little blanket to find a place with sunshine.The floor of Sawada's house has been replaced with the white plush carpet in Varian in the morning, so that Tsunade holding a doll can find a place to sleep at will.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows are the warmest place in the sun. Gangji and Yusi dragged a lazy sofa and carried it here. They looked at each other, closed their eyes and fell asleep drowsily under the sunlight.

"Agang..."

It seemed that someone was calling him.

Gangji thought vaguely.

"Agang..."

Oh, it is true that someone is looking for Tsunaki.

The prison temple cub opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his paw and rubbed himself, and opened his eyes in a daze.

In front of him were two uncle's legs with hairy legs.

Tsuna wrinkled his nose and looked up his legs.

Knee-length overalls, a white vest, and an orange jacket was casually found outside. No matter how you look at it, this look looks familiar.

And continue to look up, is the familiar rabbit mask.

"Ah, it's Uncle Tutu." Gang Ji said slowly.

When the wimpy-looking rabbit heard his words, its ears pricked up.

"Yes, it's Gangji's favorite Uncle Tutu." He said, his voice sounded a bit sad.

Tsunade blinked slowly.

Although Tsunaki's favorite person doesn't seem to be Uncle Tutu, but...

He glanced at the wilting rabbit, sighed very maturely, and stood on tiptoe to pat the other person's back.

But he looked as if he was about to die of grief, so it's okay to coax him a little bit.

The cub thought distressedly.

After a while, the whining rabbit finally remembered what he was here for, and pretended to pull out the big lollipop turntable from the different-dimensional space behind him, and let Gangji push it.

The cub snorted.

He stretched out his two claws and counted them seriously.

Gangji looked at the rabbit seriously: "Uncle Tutu, Gangji hasn't saved enough times to draw cards yet, did you make a mistake?"

Honestly makes people laugh.

The rabbit didn't know why he was sad again.He sighed, knelt down, and rubbed the head of the boy who was looking at him seriously.

"No mistake," he said after thinking for a while, "this is a reward for a good boy."

Good boy?

Gangji is a good boy.

Tsuna blinked and accepted the statement.

After a set of familiar procedures, Gang Ji transferred his results.

The rabbit glanced and touched his chin.

Gang Ji made a soft voice: "Uncle Tutu?"

Rabbit waved his hand, said nothing, and sent him into a new time and space.

There seemed to be a strange smile under the mask.

Gang Yoshi:?

"No, nothing." Rabbit hesitated for a moment, then stroked his hair, "Have fun."

He said so.

So weird.

Before losing consciousness, Tsunaji thought in a daze.

It's so weird, the last time Uncle Tutu was so weird was the last time.

……

……

The familiar dizziness came.

After a brief dizziness, Tsuna opened his eyes.

He seemed to be lying somewhere, stuffy, when Tsuna opened his eyes, he saw nothing but darkness.

Gangji thought for a while, and became inexplicably familiar with the situation. He rubbed his thumb and index finger—it didn't make any sound, but it ignited a small flame, illuminating a dark room.

However, after lighting it up, Tsuna found that it was still a dark place.

The ones rubbing against his cheeks were not the little bugs or other cuties that made him nervous, but the blossoming flowers. Tsuna could not name them, but they looked familiar.

He seemed to be packed in a big box.Tsuna thought about it, and felt like a cute little doll, packed in a beautiful box.

However, there must be a place in the packaging for other children to see the doll. He "explored" inside for a while, but he couldn't see where he could see the outside.

Gang Ji was panting inside, and at this time, his breathing became short of breath.

But the oxygen content in the air is slowly getting lower. Even if he has no common sense, Tsuna knows that staying here is not a long-term solution.

However, he stretched out his hand to push, and pushed hard for a long time, even the beads of sweat were forced out, but there was no movement at all.

At this time, the bullet screens also arrived one after another.

【Uh-huh?Here is a new copy?I'm a little confused]

[+1, I just came here, did someone who came here before explain it? 】

【sos is not the one I thought of here, is it?No, no, no, no. 】

[What, I'm suddenly a little scared. 】

[Wuwu Zai Zai work hard, why isn't Mama by Zai Zai's side, so that I can knock this thing off for Zai Zai. 】

Gang Ji felt that he was tired for a long time.

But he hasn't found a way out yet.

The cub, who hadn't been so wronged for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, and decided to put it badly for a while.

He huddled himself into a ball, ready to fall asleep before encountering difficulties.

Although it is only a small lump, it will grow bigger when curled up.

When Gangji shrunk himself up pitifully, he accidentally touched the dark "lid".

A little bit of daylight leaked in from the soles of the feet.

Tsuna hesitated for a moment, and hesitantly touched the big black lid.

Turns out not all lids open outwards.

With a hey hey, Tsuna pushed the lid up and opened it.

【…】

[Ah this. 】

【Never imagined……】

[No, I can't say I didn't expect it, but I just watched Zai Zai trying to push away, so I wholeheartedly wanted to help Zai Zai push (forcibly pull the respect). 】

A group of mature adults tried their best to hold their respect, but Gang Ji had already sat up.

He looked around, it was a place with many, many trees.

He was sitting in a big black box, and Gang Ji recognized at a glance that there was Pengo Li's family crest on the lid that was pushed away by him.

So here is Vengley?

What about Hawthorn and Brother Shark?What about everyone in Varian?What about the nine-generation grandpa?

Gangji's little head was full of doubts.However, when Xiao Zai Zai usually falls asleep and wakes up, there is not always someone around him.So he quickly cheered himself up, crawled out of Huahua on all fours, and was going to find someone he knew first.

Little did they know that the barrage had fallen into silence.

[Wait, wait, wait? ? ? 】

[This is a copy, this is a copy, quickly read to me that this is just a copy. 】

[But why is there Peng Lie in the dungeon? ? ?Why is Zai Zai in the coffin? ? ? ? 】

[Don't say it out loud! ! ! 】

[Help, help, help, did I go to the wrong live broadcast room? 】

[Hey, am I the only one who thinks that Zai Zai looks extraordinarily beautiful sitting in a coffin?Want to buy that. 】

【Ah this...】

[Weakness plus one, I'll buy it (whispers). 】

While the barrages were chattering, Gang Ji had already walked around the specially vacated grassland.

He didn't find anyone, and he frowned, planning to re-observe the big black box before making any further decisions.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the grass.

……

Prisoner Hayato just woke up.

He lazily took a shower, and the dense water vapor invaded the bathroom, drowning his scarred torso, and outlined the gloomy face of the youth.

Someone was knocking on the door outside, but the prison temple was not going to answer, and the people outside seemed to know his attitude, so they stopped after a pause.

After a while, as expected, the door lock was opened.

The sound of the man's footsteps came, and the ever sharp and sharp Guardian of Pengo Lilan didn't mind his domain being invaded by others, and only frowned when someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Are you in there, Prison Temple?"

The voice of the incoming person was somewhat distorted by the glass door and the interference of water vapor, as if it came from a very far away place.

Prison Temple paused for foaming his hair, and was not going to talk to this guy.

But even if he ignored him, the other party still kept talking to himself, as if confirming whether he died in the bathroom, calling his name over and over again, almost to the point of a strange obsession .

Finally, when the other party said "Hey prison temple, why haven't you spoken yet, nothing will happen" and cheerfully prepared to take off the sword on his body to strike the vulnerable glass door, Hayato finally said sounded.

"Shut up, Yamamoto."

Like a tamed dog or an animal that has been given meat, the people outside finally calmed down.

But he was not quiet for a while.

"Hey prison temple, you used to call me a baseball idiot." He suddenly said with some emotion, "But since..., you have called me Yamamoto."

Gokuji Hayato washed off the foam, turned off the faucet, hurriedly wrapped himself in a towel, and swung open the bathroom door.

The young man with a long knife on his back took a cigarette at some point, and when he saw him coming out, he casually snuffed it out and threw it into the trash can.

Prisoner Hayato stared at him.

The young man with short silver hair is much more mature than the cub version. He has a gloomy expression and wolf-like eyes. The white bath towel hastily wrapped his lower body, and the water droplets on his silver hair are dripping down his chest, drop by drop. , flowing down the texture of the muscles and the scar across the chest.

Takeshi Yamamoto gave him a seemingly casual look.

The black pupils swept across the huge scar across the friend's chest, and finally moved out of the empty window.

For some reason, he gave a very short laugh.

Hayato Heroji glanced at him.

The young man didn't care about this colleague who didn't know what was going crazy.He picked up the clothes he had prepared on one side, and when he bowed down, the wounds on his back were completely exposed in front of his colleagues.

Something in the laundry pile vibrated with a whimper.

Prison Temple Hayabusa gave a hand.

He put on his clothes before slowly picking up the communicator.

With just one glance, the young man who had just put on his underwear showed a blank expression that seemed to be shocked, and rushed out straight away regardless of Yamamoto standing behind him.

"Hey, Prison Temple?"

Running, running, it seemed like Hayato hadn't run like this for a long time.But if he thinks that the destination may exist, he can't wait to reach the destination in the next moment.

He ran like this recklessly, his mind was blank and he still didn't forget to block the traces of himself coming out of the base, but the next moment he appeared on the ground, he rushed towards a certain direction.

that place……

The person I saw just now was...

...

"Eh?"

Tsuna was hugging a rabbit, and looked in surprise at the bushes that made the sound again.

Also, is there a bunny?

He looked over with some hesitation.

But I don't know whether to say regret or what, it's not another rabbit.

The creature that came had short silver hair, green eyes, and a messy shirt, looking a bit stupid.

Gangji was taken aback.

He shrank back hesitantly, but he seemed to know this person again.

In the end, he chose to trust his intuition, and hesitantly called out the other party's name.

"Is it... Lord Prison Temple?"

Incredible.

Prison Temple Hayato thought.

He heard Gangji's call, and his brain was still thinking desperately just now, but when he heard the other party call his name, it suddenly shut down.

At this moment, many expressions appeared on his face. Grief, guilt, and pain so painful that it was questionable how could there be such painful expressions were all mixed on one person's face.

But he still stepped forward and knelt down on one knee in front of the child who looked so immature holding a rabbit.

In the end, a name was called out with pain and joy.

"Ten generations..."

——Even if it’s a trap, it’s really a good trap.

Tsuna had already believed in his intuition that the guy in front of him was the great Prison Lord.However, as soon as the other party called him, he raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Ten generations?" The cub repeated this sentence softly, and hugged the little rabbit in his hand tightly.

He asked, "Are you Prison Monastery?"

Hayato's blurred eyes gradually became clear. Looking at the little Judaime in front of him, he knew that there is indeed a weapon in the world that can bring someone from the past to the present—in fact, the owner of that thing Just in Vengley.

But the problem is that even the idiot's ten-year-old rocket launcher should bring the leader of ten years ago.

However, he looked at the tiny cub and couldn't help making gestures.

so small.

! !

Gangji widened his eyes.

If I understand correctly... Is this big brother who looks like a big prison temple think he is short? !

Bunny is furious!

After realizing that the leader in front of him may be ten years, no, maybe 20 years ago, Hayato's expression became strange.

However, looking at the small Judai with a defensive expression on his face, oh no, Judai, he also had to justify his name.

"Yes! I am Hayato Prison Temple!"

——As expected of the tenth generation, you are already so defensive at such a young age!boast!

【…】

[Sure enough, when Xiu Gougou grows up, he becomes a Big Gougou. 】

[I call it Brother Gou, no one objected, right? 】

[Laughing to death, Brother Gou wrote all over his face: Mr. Gangji is so amazing!Master Tsunayoshi is high! 】

[Oh no, it's the tenth generation baa Saigao! 】

[Zai Zai: What? 】

Tsunade blinked slowly.

"Are you really Prison Lord?" He asked uncertainly, after all, this big brother looks so scary.

Hayato Kikuji almost didn't hold back his expression, he lowered his head, trying to impress Judaime, who is so perceptive, with his sincerity.

"Yes, I am your loyal right-hand man, Hayato Gujiji," said the resolute and ruthless man, paused, trying to prove his identity with the memories of each other, "Do you still remember our encounter? Judai Meh."

Gangji tilted his head.

"Remember." He showed a cute smile, waiting for the prison temple's answer.

Gokuji Hayato let out a breath, and was about to praise Judaime Daikut who appeared in front of him as a heavenly man ten years ago when he suddenly discovered something was wrong.

Although he was dazzled by Judaime for a while, the essence is that the prison temple of an elite mafia carefully raised the question.

"Forgive me for being reckless... Does Judaime know me by now?"

Tsuna nodded and looked at the strange Dayu Temple strangely.

Prison Temple is so strange, didn't they know each other before?

However, such a nod made the prison temple show a mournful expression.

It's over, then the encounter between him and Judaime is not the same as the little Judaime's memory!

Damn it, why did he in the parallel world meet Judaime so early?How lucky, kid!

Jealousy once distorted his face.

Gang Ji looked at this strange prison temple, couldn't help but shrink back again.

"Cough, cough cough." Hayato Kunji noticed his retreat, and hurriedly fed himself a cup, "It's okay, memory is created, but I still have other ways to prove that Hayato I am Hayato!"

He patted himself on the chest: "There is no one in this world who understands Judaimu better than me, so I can say without hesitation that Judaimu's favorite fat time is the one of Beep!!! "

【? ? ? 】

【Grass? ? ? 】

[So which one is it? ?Is there anything that my honorable senior VIP can't hear? 】

[The stinky sock that crushes a Jiaguang is the little yellow duck. 】

[Who wants a stinky sock... I think it's the little shark's one! 】

[Hmm, then I don't agree with Lanbai Fatty! 】

Unexpectedly, he said such a thing, and Tsuna, who was holding the rabbit, was shocked.

As soon as he let go, the rabbit that was staying in his arms was scared away by the loud voice of the prison temple, and the three-petal mouth rubbed against Tsunaki's small arm before leaving the human who smelled delicious.

Gangji didn't have time to say goodbye to the little rabbit, he looked at Dayu Temple in disbelief, and felt that there must be something wrong.

Prison, Prison Master is not such a child!

But this is indeed Prison Lord, although he looks a little bigger and fiercer, but even if he doesn't have this face that has more than 80.00% similarity with Xiaogui Temple, Tsuna can still recognize that this is Prison temple.

So, why did the well-behaved Prison Lord grow up like this?

The sky was high and blue, with one cloud, but not a single bird.The wind is very warm and gentle, like someone's hand caressing gently on the face.

In such a gentle weather, Tsuna fell into the life myth of "Why is Prison Lord like this".

Gang Ji didn't understand, Gang Ji didn't know, he sniffled and cried out loudly.

"Kuruji-kun is an idiot... a villain... Tsunayoshi hates him the most!!"

The author has something to say: 590 (quickly petrified): Elegant Butterfly, ten ten ten ten ten generations! ! ! !