The waste firewood of the five family

"Satoru, don't be angry." Tsuna Kichi carefully poked Gojo Satoru's back again, "Next time I won't take any more risks."

Gojo Satoru snorted, still only leaving the back of Tsunayoshi's cold head.

This is the attitude that Gojo Satoru has maintained since he came out of that cave.

"Wu, isn't Gangji safe and sound?" Jia Ruozi received Gangji's help-seeking eyes, put his hands on his hips and said, "How long are you going to be so angry?"

"That's right, if you ignore Tsunakichi again, he's going to cry—" Dazai Osamu distorted the facts with embellishments.

"Well, what's the matter, everyone?" Takeichi Yamamoto pushed open the door of the medical room, feeling something was wrong with the atmosphere, and scratched his head.

Tsunayoshi looked at him helplessly, and Takeshi Yamamoto said knowingly: "Don't worry, Gojo-kun, Tsuna will be fine."

Gojo Satoru finally turned his head around.

"Osamu Dazai and Glass," he looked over through the blindfold, "please stay away."

The two people who were named looked at each other inexplicably.

"Okay, then talk to Tsunayoshi properly." Glass nodded, and pulled away Osamu Dazai who seemed to want to stay where he was, "Don't engage in the Cold War."

Before leaving, she thoughtfully locked the door outside.

The three remaining people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Hey, Tsunayoshi," Gojo Satoru quietly looked at the brown-haired boy in front of him, "I know you are the heir of the clam consortium over there, and you have learned some self-defense skills."

Clam Consortium?heir?

Many small question marks popped up in Tsuna's head.

Takeshi Yamamoto moved his steps towards the corner calmly.

Gojo Satoru continued: "I also know that you have some very powerful bodyguards, such as Yamamoto-kun, and they will be sent here one after another."

and many more.

Yamamoto?bodyguard?

reborn, is this the script you arranged for me?

Gojo Satoru's next words directly affirmed his thoughts.

"Reborn said that you are too immature now, and advised me to give you some exercise, because you will go back to inherit the family property sooner or later."

Gojo Satoru sighed and stood up, "That's why I let you go to places like the port mafia and colleges to learn some skills."

"But this time it's too out of line." Gojo Satoru took off his blindfold, staring at Tsunayoshi tightly with his blue eyes, "Rose is a curse master from thousands of years ago, and the other is a dangerous super-curse spirit. It is still in the world now. Among the conjurers in Tokyo, I'm afraid no one can deal with both of them at the same time."

"Don't do this again next time." Gojo Satoru put on the blindfold, as if he didn't want to pursue it anymore, "I'll be worried."

At that time, after learning what happened from Takeshi Yamamoto, Gojo Satoru had no time to think about anything else.

The only thought is to hurry over.

Even if he is the strongest, he is worried that he will not be able to protect the person he wants to protect.

Fortunately, Gangji is fine.

"Enlightenment." Gang Ji lowered his head guiltily, walked over slowly, and faced him face to face, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"However, I knew there was another bodyguard in that place, so I went there. Even if I can't fight, I can escape."

Tsunayoshi thought for a while, then used the settings reborn gave to the guardian, and then looked firmly at Gojo Satoru, "I won't do anything that would make Satoru sad."

Did you get to the point so quickly?

As expected of Tsunayoshi who possesses super intuition.

"I don't object to you taking risks." Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and rubbed Tsunakichi's soft hair, "But remember, you must make sure you can come back safely."

"After all, I don't want to lose anyone anymore." The white-haired young man said seriously.

……

"So, you finally managed to coax Wujo Wujo?" Osamu Dazai collapsed into a big cake on the bed of the high school, "Young master of the clam consortium?"

"Dazai, did you hear everything?" Tsunakichi took two steps back with a frightened face.

"No, I also want to hear the whole thing." Osamu Dazai said regretfully, "But I was interrupted by Yamamoto-kun."

"So that bug is yours." Takeshi Yamamoto clapped his hands as if he suddenly realized.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai raised his face, "That said, I don't seem to have heard of the name of this consortium."

"Maybe it's too young." Gang Ji smiled awkwardly, trying to change the subject, "I want to go to the port mafia in a few days."

"Ah, are you going to save Q?" Osamu Dazai regained his energy and got up from the bed, "Take me, take me."

"It's not suitable." Gang Ji hesitated for a moment, "You defected, what if you were caught back?"

In fact, it is best to have Coulom join in the rescue of Q.

But in view of the fact that Kurom had just fought and the Vengley ring in her hand was not stable, Gang Ji decided to let her rest in the high school.

"It's okay, I know everything about the port mafia." Osamu Dazai stretched indifferently, "Or do you want to adapt to the situation?"

Ah, in fact, I really want to take one step at a time.

Due to Osamu Dazai's defection, Tsunayoshi, who found that the original plan could only be scrapped, thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to act on the spot.

"Tsunayoshi's heart is too big." Seeing that Osamu Dazai had a mind-reading expression on Tsunakichi's face, Osamu Dazai smiled and answered him, "Because it's written all over your face."

Really, did you actually abandon the original plan for my safety?Osamu Dazai thought lazily.

What a gentle child.

"That's the decision." Seeing that Tsunakichi was still hesitating, Osamu Dazai yelled, "Is Tsunakichi underestimating me?"

"Hey, no." Tsuna quickly waved his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the smile in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

"Okay." The brown-haired and brown-eyed Pengele Judai finally compromised, showing a warm smile, "I will protect you."

……

"Gang, don't you really need me to go with you?" Takeshi Yamamoto asked doubtfully on the way to the Ice Emperor Academy.

"No need." Gang Ji replied as he walked, "After all, it's a matter of sneaking in secretly. It should be easier to be exposed if there are fewer people."

"That's true." Takeshi Yamamoto nodded, "Mr. Dazai is familiar with the situation of the port mafia. With him around, it should be easy to bypass the monitoring."

"It's interesting to think about the former cadres of the port mafia bringing former informal employees into the organization again just to save the imprisoned children." Takeshi Yamamoto sighed.

"Hey." Tsunayoshi patted Takeshi Yamamoto, interrupting his imagination, "Hyodi Academy is here."

Keigo Atobe was standing at the gate of the school.

The young man has purple-gray hair with slightly curly ends, and the casually scattered bangs add a touch of unruliness.

There is a tear mole under his dark blue right eye, and he wears a gray and white team uniform with a particularly noble temperament.

"Yo, Tsunayoshi, what a coincidence that you came." Keigo Atobe came over, "Is this your friend?"

"Hello, I'm Takeshi Yamamoto." Takeshi Yamamoto said politely, "Are you the Keigo Atobe that Tsunayoshi said?"

"Yes." Keigo Atobe glanced at him, and suddenly asked without thinking, "Have you played tennis before?"

"No, I've been playing baseball before." Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head, "I heard from Tsunayoshi that tennis at Hyotei Academy is very interesting, so I want to try tennis."

"Then you can come and play now." Keigo Atobe pointed to a certain venue in the school, "I hope you won't miss it this time."

"Is Jingwu still worrying about this matter?" Tsuna looked at him, "Yamamoto is different from me, I really have bad athletic talent."

When Atobe Keigo and Tsunakichi met for the first time, the former sent a similar invitation.

Although it looks a little thin, it always feels like a pretty good seedling.

At that time, Atobe Keigo thought naively.

However, the moment Tsunaki picked up the tennis racket and hit the first ball, he knew he was wrong, and he was wrong too much.

Really, no matter how you look at it, Tsunaki is a soft and weak sports waste type. How could I come up with the idea that he has good physical fitness and is suitable for tennis.

Atobe Keigo put his thoughts behind him and turned around: "I'll take you in."

……

"It's so lively." Gangji looked at the campus with people coming and going, "Is this a sports meeting?"

"It's a sports meeting for the high school of several districts." Keigo Atobe said, "I still remember a boy with pink hair a few years ago. His results in the sports meeting were inhuman. I don't know what's going on now."

"Are you talking about Mr. Polygonum cuspidatum?" With such an obvious feature, Gang Ji couldn't have imagined, "He's in a high school."

After all, the Atobe family is a big family with strong financial resources, and usually has some indistinct contacts with the magic world, so Tsunayoshi does not shy away from speaking out.

"No wonder there was no news later." Keigo Atobe just asked casually, "But magicians, they really are a group of strange people."

"Actually, the curse spirit is even more peculiar and scary." Realizing that Keigo Atobe couldn't see this, Tsunayoshi could only try to describe it, "For example, a volcanic head wearing a cloak with one eye?"

"That's really not gorgeous." Keigo Atobe thought about it in his mind, feeling goosebumps about to rise, "It's really not easy for a magician."

"It's really hard." Thinking of the busy Gojo Satoru, Tsunayoshi nodded in agreement, and just about to say something, saw a somewhat familiar orange head.

And the owner of this head also saw Tsuna.

"Tsunayoshi, why are you here?" Kurosaki Ichigo walked over in sportswear, "Are you here to visit the campus?"

"Come with a friend to familiarize yourself with the environment." Tsunayoshi replied with a smile, "Is Ichigo here to participate in the sports meeting?"

"Yeah." Kurosaki Ichigo shrugged, "There are not enough people participating in the sports meeting, the school forcibly pulled me here."

"To be honest, I really want to sleep at home." Kurosaki Ichigo complained, "I just finished it..."

Seemingly realizing that he almost slipped the tongue, Kurosaki Ichigo quickly changed his words: "After solving a bunch of homework, I am going to participate in the sports meeting. I am too tired."

This turn is too blunt, Ichigo.

Realizing that Kurosaki Ichigo had something he couldn't say, Tsunayoshi followed his words and continued: "Yes, homework is really tiring."

He would rather go and fight Skylark.

This is a sincere echo from Judaime who has been troubled by homework.

"Right?" Kurosaki Ichigo obviously didn't expect Tsunayoshi to answer like this, "and..."

He stopped suddenly.

Not far from them, several huge black monsters with striped armor hung over the sports venue.

"Why did it show up again?" Kurosaki Ichigo cursed secretly, with his usual expression on his face, "Suddenly remembered that it's time for me to play in the next game, excuse me."

"But." Tsunayoshi pointed in the direction of Killian, his face was full of worry, "Ichigo, what is that?"

"Tsunayoshi, what are you talking about?" Kurosaki Ichigo was startled at first, then quickly calmed down, "Are you talking about the colorful flags flying over there?"

"That's right, Tsunayoshi." Atobe Keigo looked at the direction he was pointing, "Obviously there is nothing."

"You guys, can't you see?" Tsuna turned his head and found that except for Ichigo and himself, everyone else looked confused.

"Sorry, I'm leaving first." Kurosaki Ichigo hurriedly left, "We'll talk at the party."

He turned and ran quickly towards the sports field.

"Ichigo, wait!" When Tsunayoshi came back to his senses, Kurosaki Ichigo had already run far away.

"There's a big black monster over there!" Tsuna yelled while chasing after him, "Don't go there, it might be dangerous!"

Kurosaki Ichigo stopped.

"Can you actually see that monster?" He turned around and tilted his head, "How much can you see?"

"To what extent are you asking..." Tsunayoshi looked at him puzzled, and just about to answer, suddenly realized something was wrong, "No, you are not Ichigo! Where is the real Ichigo?"

At the entrance of the sports meeting venue, an orange-haired boy in a black Shiba suit quietly appeared.

"Phew, I finally got rid of Tsunayoshi." Kurosaki Ichigo heaved a sigh of relief, "I can see Kirian clearly, his spiritual power should still be higher than Xia Li's."

"I don't know how the performance of the soul is." Kurosaki Ichigo is not very confident about whether his little puppet's acting skills can deceive Tsunayoshi, "Forget it, it can be delayed for a while."

"It's better for Tsunayoshi not to get involved with Shinigami." Thinking of that clean and innocent child, Kurosaki Ichigo picked up the Zanpakutō in his hand and walked towards several Daiku, "I don't want to do something like erase memory. .”

"Erase memory?"

Kurosaki Ichigo froze in place, watching Tsunayoshi walking slowly with his body.

"Hey, is Ichigo Shinigami?" The boy blinked his innocent big warm brown eyes, and asked a question that shocked Kurosaki Ichigo.

"How did you know?" Kurosaki Ichigo widened his eyes, "Did the soul tell you?"

"No."

Gangji shook his head.