In order not to be pressed to upgrade, Sao Nian

It's so late, it's really rare to relax.

Wan Yang, who left the river bank, did not go back directly to the villa, but came to Sawada Tsunayoshi's house. It was dark inside, without any lights, obviously no one was there, but the clothes and sheets drying in the courtyard clearly showed that There are still people living inside.

After pacing back and forth, Wan Yang, who was sure that no one was inside, took out a box similar to a box weapon from his pocket, poured some thick gray-black liquid into his hand, and squatted down around the room. , the gate, the open space, some stripes were drawn with fingertips on every corner.

Wan Yang's expression was very solemn, and every stroke was very rigorous and pious. When he was concentrating, his face suddenly itched, as if something had scratched his ear. But it made him almost out of breath and almost died.

The woman with short brown hair was bent over, with a curious smile on her naturally dull face, she stretched her neck to reach Wan Yang's head, and stared at her with wide eyes, "Are you painting? Street art?"

"........." Looking back at Sawada Nana with wide eyes, Wan Yang finally recovered from the shock after a long time, "... Huh! Nana's mother?!"

"Ah?" Straightened up, Nana Sawada looked at the boy strangely after hearing this, "Do you know me?"

The boy froze for a while, then pretended to wipe off the liquid from his hands in a very natural way, and stood up slowly, "Ahaha, hello auntie! That, that, I am a classmate of Sawada Tsunayoshi, once I heard him tell you about..."

"Ah, is that right? That child is really~" Sawada Nana covered her mouth and smiled softly, "It's so late, since you're here, come in and have dinner, I just finished shopping~"

"Eh?" Wan Yang was taken aback, before he could think of a reason to refuse, he followed the hand on his wrist into the courtyard involuntarily, well... Forget it, just took the opportunity to finish the rest of the pattern.

The furnishings in the room were exactly the same as the last time he stayed overnight, Wan Yang found the seat he sat in last time, sat down, and waited for Nai Nai to prepare the meal as last time, but this time there were only two people at the dining table.

"...Auntie? Gangji won't come back for dinner?" Wan Yang frowned, wondering, didn't Gangji have returned to Japan, could it be that Pengo Lie was so nervous that he didn't have time to go home.

"Tsunayoshi, he hasn't come back to eat for a while..." Nana Sawada's smile dimmed, and then immediately returned to its original brilliance, "So I'm really sorry, I eat alone at home recently, and I didn't buy anything. What a delicious dish, I'd better make some dim sum for dessert~"

"En." Replied obediently, Wan Yang couldn't help sighing as he saw Nana Sawada leaving.

After picking up a few mouthfuls of rice, Wan Yang was not in the mood to eat any more. He took out the box again, poured out the liquid and wiped it on his hands. He walked lightly to finish the unfinished drawing, the second floor, the bathroom, and finally returned to the hall.

Maybe it was too focused, or maybe the senses of this broken body itself had declined, so he didn't hear the slight sound of Xisuo opening the door.

But the people who pushed the door and came in were all stunned at the door.

Tsunayoshi, who was chatting happily with Prisoner Yamamoto, had not had time to be happy for finally returning home, when he was startled by a sneaky boy squatting in the hall who didn't know what he was doing, why did that person come back here?

"What are you doing?! Don't even think about hurting Judaimu and Judaimu's family!" Prison Temple was the quickest to react at this time, shouting angrily.

Remember the old saying in his hometown?Can a dumb person suffer from eating Coptis chinensis?

Silently looking at Prison Temple and the others, Wan Yang quickly lowered his head and completed the last pattern as quickly as possible. The gray-black sticky trace suddenly turned colorless and disappeared.Heaved a sigh of relief, just about to raise his spirits to confront those people, Sawada Nana who came out of the kitchen interrupted everything.

Tilting her head to look at the crowd in the hall, and at the boy squatting on the ground, Sawada Nana took out a box of colored pencils from the low cabinet next to her and handed it to Wan Yang, "If you want to draw If so, Auntie has colored pens here~~”

With all the words stuck in his throat, Wan Yang raised his hand stiffly to take the colored pencil handed over by Nana, his face turned red, "Thank you, thank you auntie..."

"Well, you guys have fun, I'll continue to make dim sum~~" Sawada Nana walked back to the kitchen with a gratified smile.

The rest of Tsunaji Prison Temple and others, as well as the young man squatting on the ground holding a colored pen, stared wide-eyed.

……………………! ! ! !

After a while, the prison temple lost its breath and began to question. The colors of the flames of the five rings with different attributes in the clenched hands were faintly visible, and there was a tendency to start a war if there was a disagreement.

In comparison, both Wanyang, Yamamoto and Tsunayoshi are very quiet.

Finally, after another moment, the second person spoke, and Gang Ji, who had been staring at the dining table, shifted his eyes to the boy, and said faintly, "It's not a good habit to be picky eaters, you actually choose all the vegetables and don't eat them... ..."

"………………… ORZ" ← This is Wan Yang who almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

However, Wan Yang's head was still turning very fast, and he soon realized something, took a deep look at Gang Ji, he stepped forward and pushed away the three people who were in the way and left the house without saying a word.

"Eh?! Wan..." Seeing the boy leave without looking back, Tsuna hurriedly called out to stop the boy, but was interrupted by a person who suddenly appeared on his shoulder, "Reborn?"

"Ah." Reborn tugged at the brim of his pitch-black hat, "Got it?"

"kindness……"

"It seems that Nana's mother is helpless and blushes, and it seems that his family Wan Jun can do it hahaha"

Then, the master and apprentice had various exchanges.

"That is to say, Wan Jun has his own plan now, so let's not interfere."

However, Tsunayoshi, who learned about the boy's physical condition from Reborn, looked worriedly at the direction in which the boy was leaving, and suddenly bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry! Wan Jun! If Wan Jun's plan fails, I will definitely protect Wan Jun... No, Wan Jun will definitely succeed haha~~"

Tsunayoshi thought so, but I believe that neither he nor Reborn thought that meeting the boy again would be in such a situation.

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The card symbolizing the thunder field turned into light spots and dissipated in the hand. The body without gravity fell heavily during the transmission of the huge device, and his butt hurt from the fall. Tsuna stood up and hurriedly looked around his companions to see if anyone was injured. .

"Okay, everyone~~Welcome to the selection venue~~~" Bai Lan's voice came vaguely, following his words, the surrounding smog gradually dispersed, revealing the towering buildings.

And, the golden gyro wheel standing between the two sides projected two rectangular screens behind Tsunaji and Bailan, on which were lists of flame attributes of various colors.

"Put the ring-wearing hand on the side of the gear, Tsunayoshi-kun, promise, like this~"

Walking out slowly step by step, Gang Ji imitated Bai Lan's appearance and stuck his hand on the gear, "Is this so?"

"Then, CHOICE~~" Bai Lan let go of her hand as she spoke, the eight gears on the golden gyroscope spinning rapidly, and then slowly stopped one by one.

"That's how it's decided~~ the participants of the battle." Bai Lan smiled.

I saw that as the rotation of the gears stopped, Pengo Li’s screen became one with big sky, one with Lan, two with rain, and one with no attribute, and there was still a flame burning on the box representing no attribute. On the other side of Bailan's screen, there was a pattern of sunny suns burning with flames.

"...Could it be that the numbers listed on the screen are the number of participants of each attribute?" The orange-haired Irie pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and was the first to discover the usefulness of the screen.

"As expected of Xiaozheng~~You guessed it~~" Bai Lan looked at Irie Masaichi with crooked eyebrows, and the arc of her smile became wider and wider, "Then there is also the decisive rule of this game—the goal rule~"

"...Target rules, the rules are very simple. The two sides decide to select the target unit, and the side that kills the selected target will be considered a loser." Irie Masaichi explained.

"Yes~" Bai Lan stared at Irie Masaichi closely, her eyes burning, "and the target is the person with the attribute of burning flames on the screen~ My side is Daisy, and Peng Gile's side...is Xiaozheng ~"

"...As expected, Bai Lan, the purpose of your playing this game is Irie Masaichi." Reborn lightly pushed the black brim of his hat with the CZ75 pistol that Len transformed into.

"So I used various methods to gather them and Irie Masaichi together, and teleport them to this so-called thunder attribute selection site."

"Also, taking advantage of the fact that Irie Masaichi, who is still an ordinary student in this world, is the only one who does not have the flame attribute, and easily made Irie Masaichi a target unit, it really took a lot of effort for this, Bai Lan."

Bai Lan touched Lily of the Valley's long sea-blue hair, but her pleasant smile stopped before the corners of her mouth could be drawn. He squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Gang Ji-jun's reaction seemed wrong...

Without panicking, Tsunayoshi in a black suit calmly walked back among the crowd, glanced at Irie Masaichi with a calm smile, and then said to Bai Lan, "I'm so sorry Bai Lan, it seems that your game can't continue Ah~~”

"...What do you mean by this, Mr. Gangji?" Bai Lan was stunned and then asked.

"Because there are no non-attributed people on our side. Just a few days ago, Mr. Masaichi had awakened the flame of the clear attribute~" As soon as Tsunayoshi's voice fell, Irie Masaichi's hand beside him ignited. A yellow flame representing the sunny attribute was lit.

"Sure enough, it's Judaime! It's amazing!" Hearing this, the loyal dog Hayato immediately admired the star eyes and pink flowers that kept popping out.

"Heh! You guys..." Liu Mei raised her brows, and Ling Lan's angry little face puffed up when she was about to say something, but Bai Lan stopped her.

Slowly retracting the smile on his face, Bai Lan's long and narrow purple eyes gleamed with extreme sharpness. He erected the golden spinning wheel in his hand on the ground again and stuck it to his palm.

"Then, let's do it again, CHOICE!"

The dazzling golden light flickered violently again, the speeding gear stopped spinning again, and the numbers listed next to each attribute on the projection screen behind the two parties changed.

Peng Geliefang, one from Dakong, two from Yu, and three from Lan.Milu Feiou Leifang, one is sunny, one is cloud, one is rain, one is fog, and one is non-attribute.

The light symbolizing the target unit shot out from the golden gyro wheel, Tsuna-kun looked at the flame on Yamamoto's chest that indicated the identity of the target unit, and heaved a sigh of relief. Yamamoto-kun's chances of victory should be greatly increased.

He turned his head to look at Mirufiore and the others with peace of mind. As for the target unit on Bai Lan's side, the ones drawn were non-attributed, which is really lucky...

The turning neck suddenly froze, Tsunayoshi and Reborn stared straight ahead——

A boy in a white T-shirt suddenly appeared beside Bai Lan with his hands in his trouser pockets, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he had expected everything. On his chest, there is a cluster of hot and gorgeous bright flames.

The author has something to say:

... Zha Sang was running on the road trying to change the color of the rabbit and add attributes such as wife and slave to protect the father-dish-...but fell with a black nose and a swollen face ORZ

Ouch, after talking so much nonsense, I finally returned to the main text of Volume [-]... Tired of shit ORZ