The waste firewood of the five family

Barbara.

"Mr. Kusanagi, do we really not need to send Tsunayoshi to the hospital?" Hatta Misaki rested her chin and stared intently at Tsunayoshi who was breathing steadily on the sofa.

"The hospital can't cure Tsunayoshi's symptoms." Kusanagi Izumo leaned on the bar counter, "I don't think there is any other better way than resting at the moment."

"Speaking of which, Tsunayoshi is really amazing. He can resist the sword of Damocles by himself." Hatta Misaki exclaimed, "Can every conjurer do this?"

"Tsuna Yoshi is not a magician." Tokuta Tara said.

"Huh? That, that..." Misaki Hatta struggled to turn her brain, "Could it be that he is some kind of king of orange... Uh, no... Bing... Ah, no... In short, he can't be the king, right?"

"If the king can do this, the Qing king will not be so helpless that he can only kill Zun." Kusanagi Izumo said helplessly.

"Hey? What kind of power is that?" Misaki Hatta's eyes widened.

"I don't know either." Kusanagi Izumo lit a cigarette, "Maybe you can ask Tsunakichi when he wakes up."

Having said that, Kusanagi Izumo had a vague guess in his mind.

What Tsuna Yoshi possesses is probably the power of another world.

When they rescued Anna, they were too anxious to pay much attention to Tsunayoshi's flame.

After all, there are many outliers in this world, and it is not uncommon for one or two particularly powerful ones to appear suddenly.

In addition, the power Tsunaki displayed at that time was not enough to compete with the king, presumably because the power was restricted and could not be fully exerted.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Kusanagi Izumo didn't bother to recall anymore, he looked at Tokusu Tara: "Should I inform Mr. Gojo of this situation?"

Tsuna tensed instantly in the space of consciousness.

Fortunately, Tokuta Tara seems to have heard Tsunayoshi's heartfelt voice: "Mr. Gojo has been too busy recently, I think Tsunakichi might not want him to worry about such things."

As soon as Tsunaki let go of his heart, he saw Toku Tatara picking up the phone with a smile: "But it seems really inappropriate to hide it from the guardian."

Hey, hey, stop!

Tsunayoshi watched Takuya Tatara find the contact information of Gojo Satoru, and at the moment when his finger was about to fall——

"Do not hit!"

"Huh?" Tokuta Tara stopped and looked at Tsunayoshi who spoke suddenly in surprise.

At the same time, there were other people from Barbara who stopped their movements.

And Tsuna Yoshi who just yelled out.

"I..." Gang Ji looked at his hand in confusion, and then looked around, "Am I awake?"

Kusanagi Izumo recovered from the shock, he stepped forward, squatted down and looked at Tsunayoshi at the same level: "How do you feel?"

"It feels like..." Gangji wanted to sit up, but fell down again in a flash, "I'm a little dizzy."

"Lie down first, I'll get you a glass of water." Kusanagi Izumo helped Tsuna to lie down, then turned to tell others, "Don't come around and make trouble."

Toku Tara looked down at Tsunayoshi, his eyes were full of concern: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm a little dizzy, I can't seem to exert any strength on my body..." Gang Ji said while lying flat, "There is nothing wrong with other places, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

"You." Tokuta Tara sat down next to Tsunakichi, "When I took you from Mr. Munakata, I really scared us."

Hatta Misaki added bluntly: "Yes, I almost thought you were going to die."

"Huh? No way." Gang Ji smiled feebly, "It's just that I thought I would be in a coma for a few more days."

"So you were stimulated by my calling Mr. Gojo, right?" Tosuta Tara said, "After all, the first thing Tsunakichi said when he woke up was not to hit him."

"Ah, that's right." Tsunaki recalled the timing of his waking up, and felt a little dramatic, "I don't want to see Wu at this time."

There will be a feeling of being called a parent by the teacher for making a mistake.

"Huh? I thought Mr. Gojo should have the right to know." Tokuta Tara said with a smile, "But since Tsunakichi doesn't want to, I won't tell him."

Tsunayoshi wanted to nod, but he was too dizzy, so he hummed twice in a very agreeable tone.

Kusanagi Izumo came over with a water glass, and thoughtfully attached a straw: "It will be better to drink with this."

Kusanagi-san is really caring.

Gang Ji took the water glass and took a few sips of water with a straw, and suddenly thought of something: "Is Zun still outside?"

"We didn't touch him." Kusanagi Izumo said.

"Then I..." Gang Ji wanted to sit up again.

"Don't worry." Kusanagi Izumo stopped Tsunayoshi's actions, "Anyway, Zun is not cold inside, right, everyone?"

"That's for sure!" Hatta Misaki was the first to agree, "How could the king be afraid of the cold!"

"Correct!"

"That's right!"

Voices sounded one after another.

"So Tsunayoshi, you should rest well and think about the next thing after your body recovers." Kusanagi Izumo said, bowing solemnly, "Thank you."

Tsunaji waved his hands in a panic: "Mr. Kusanagi, no need..."

"Don't refuse, Tsunayoshi." Tokata Tara smiled and bent down, "Thank you very much."

Anna walked up to Gangji and looked at him seriously: "Thank you for saving Zun."

"I..." Gangji suddenly didn't know what to say.

"What are you sorry for?" Hatta Misaki said loudly, "You saved the king, we really don't know how to thank you, so now we have to—"

He glanced at the other people in Barbara, and they all bent down at the same time in a tacit understanding.

"Thank you for saving the king." The voices were in unison.

Gang Ji's ears burned up all of a sudden, and his bloodless face was extremely red.

"Everyone, get up quickly." Maybe because he was too emotional, Gang Ji ignored his physical condition and sat up directly, "Everyone, you don't have to do this."

"Zun is my friend." Gangji leaned on the back of the sofa, obviously looking weak, but spoke sonorously, "If I don't try my best, I will be tortured by my conscience all the time in the future."

"Tsuna Kichi is so gentle." Tokuta Tara stroked Tsunakichi's hair, "If you always do this, you will hurt yourself."

"Totara is not qualified to say that." Tsuna retorted in a low voice.

"Huh? What did you say?" Tokuta Tara still smiled softly, but no matter how you look at it, there is a hint of black belly.

"It's nothing." Tsuna decided to change the subject, "Speaking of that ice...do you have anything you want to ask me?"

"Oh, yes, yes." Misaki Hatta was the first to raise her hand, "Is your ice a supernatural power? It's really amazing."

"It's not a supernatural power." Gang Ji shook his head, "That's the power of another system."

"Oh, so that's the case." Misaki Hatta suddenly realized.

Tsuna waited patiently for the next question, but no one asked any more.

"Huh?" Tsuna looked around suspiciously.

"You don't have to get to the bottom of this kind of thing." Tokuta Tara said with a smile, "As long as it's harmless to you, there's no need to worry about the rest, right?"

"I think your other friends think the same way." Toku Tara rubbed Tsunayoshi's hair, "Don't worry, everyone thinks about each other in the same way."

"Friend, it's a synonym for a relationship that considers each other." Jutsu Tatara looked into Tsunakichi's eyes and whispered, "Even if your abilities are different, you won't suddenly lose anything. "

Tsunaki looked back at the ten beams of Tatara, and saw the gentle and encouraging light in the latter's eyes.

Duo Liang really knew something.

Tsunayoshi looked up at Kusanagi Izumo, and found that he was almost invisibly nodding towards him.

Sure enough, Mr. Kusanagi also guessed that he is not from this world.

Thinking of the people who already knew about it, Tsuna felt that his vest was in jeopardy.

"However, this time the movement is relatively large, and you have successfully stopped the sword of Damocles. It is inevitable to talk to the King of Gold." Kusanagi Izumo said.

"I know." Gang Ji said, his expression was very firm, "When I made this decision, I had already thought about the consequences."

"Also." Gangji smiled, "I just want to see that stone slab again."

"Dresden slate?" Kusanagi Izumo was taken aback, "What are you looking for?"

"Probably to talk about these recent abnormal things." Tsuna said, "As the source of the power of the king, it should know something."

Kusanagi Izumo expressed understanding: "Then you should be careful."

"Yeah." Gangji nodded.

"Mr. Kusanagi!" A Barbara member ran in hastily, "People from the Untime Academy are here!"

"Huh?" Kusanagi Izumo looked out the door, "So fast?"

"The clan of the King of Gold?" Tsuna also looked out the door, but saw nothing.

"The group of people in blue clothes is also outside." The member of the Barbara continued, "The Barbara is now surrounded."

"Don't be so flustered." Kusanagi Izumo's voice had a soothing magic, "We didn't do anything wrong."

"They're here to ask for someone." Tokuta Tara affirmed, "I guess the King of Gold can't wait to know who is the one who successfully stopped the sword of Damocles."

"I think it's the same." Kusanagi Izumo walked towards the door, "If you're so impatient, it seems that the Weitzman deviation value of other kings is not ideal."

"Mr. Kusanagi, then I'll go out too." Tsunayoshi said.

"No, you lie down." Kusanagi Izumo stood at the door, "It's really unpleasant to come and forcefully find someone before you're sure you're awake."

Kusanagi Izumo pushed open the door: "If their request is reasonable, I will come back and report it."

Knowing that Kusanagi Izumo was defending himself, Tsunayoshi nodded: "Okay."

After lying down, Gangji began to think wildly.

There must be a trip to the King of Gold, but fortunately there is nothing going on at the winery recently, otherwise I really have no skills to spare.

Speaking of which, my disguise is gone, so I have to trouble Kaito again after the matter is over.

Belmode and Mr. Zero were suddenly called away and didn't know what task to perform. I hope they can come back safely.

By the way, I haven't contacted Mori Ogai since I got the code name. Shouldn't I send a message appropriately?

But there was no progress in the winery. They protected the machine too tightly, and they couldn't find a chance to get close.

If Peng Gelie was in this world... there would be no need for such trouble.

Gangji sighed.

At the same time, his cell phone rang.