Japan, and Sheng.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles this small town, but the tranquility in the evening is extraordinarily warm and serene.

In the courtyard of Sawada's house, Tsunayoshi had just comforted Rambo who finally stopped crying.

The ring battle with Balian is finally over, almost like a nightmare.Life has also temporarily returned to normal, which is probably the most comforting thing for him recently.

"Mr. Dino, stay for dinner tonight?"

Turning his head, he said to the brother sitting beside him who was teasing the sponge turtle named "Antrio" in his hand.

In this battle for the ring, the senior brother really helped them a lot.But the other party is the boss of the Gabrielone family after all, so it is impossible to revolve around these junior high school students every day with so many plans, so tomorrow they will leave for Italy.

The young man with blond hair was also very happy about the invitation from his junior brother.

"Hey, that's what I originally planned. The food at Gang's house is really delicious."

Sawada Nana's craftsmanship is recognized by everyone, whether it is G Tian and his son, Biyangqi, Lanbo and other regular diners, even Reborn, who has always been picky, is full of praise.

"Then I'll go talk to mom."

Tsuna stood up and said to her mother who seemed to be thinking about what to eat tonight in front of the refrigerator in the kitchen:

"Mom, can Mr. Dino have dinner with us tonight?"

Dino, who came along with him, also showed good demeanor and upbringing, and said politely, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

Nana, who has always been hospitable, is naturally very welcome.

"Ah, would Dino-san want to stay for dinner? It's really great~ Well, I'll go out and buy some ingredients, and cook a big meal for you tonight."

As soon as he heard the word "dinner", Lan Bo, who trotted over all the way, immediately yelled, "Mom, Master Lan Bo wants a hamburger!"

"Okay, okay, I'll be making hamburger steak tonight with Rambo sauce."

Nana gently stroked Lanbo's little curly hair.

Gangji sighed helplessly: "Mom, you dote on Lanbo too much..."

"Mo~ Lanbo sauce is still young after all. Okay, I'm going out to buy vegetables, Mr. Gang, you have to take care of the house." Nana's love for children has always been full of tolerance.

And Dino, who was watching this scene, couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising slightly, and his iris-colored eyes softened a lot.

This may be the reason why he has always liked A Gang's house, this kind of plain but real warmth of home that fills the whole space.

"Speaking of which, among so many people who have been here, my mother seems to have always praised Mr. Dino for being handsome."

Watching the back of his mother going out, Tsuna mentioned it inadvertently.

But this is also normal. After all, if we only talk about appearance, Dino definitely fits the image of a "prince" in a fairy tale.

A head of dazzling blond hair without any variegation, fair skin, the deep eye sockets and high nose bridge on the handsome face are even more perfect, and the iris-colored eyes are very touching.Coupled with the standard height of more than 1.8 meters, the impeccable figure obtained from years of training, and the addition of the temperament of the leader of the mafia family... Of course, it refers to the time when you are not useless.

On the side, Li Baoen, who was sitting on his exclusive small seat and sipping the coffee in his hand, suddenly said:

"Well, just relying on the genes given by his parents, it is very difficult for this good-for-nothing to become disabled... Of course, this face is probably the only thing that can be sold."

"Li Baoen!" Dino sighed helplessly.

Really, his mentor never forgets to hurt him...

But Gang Ji suddenly remembered something... According to Bourne in Jingli, well, he seems to have never heard Mr. Dino talk about his family.

At this time, he inadvertently looked at Dino's blond hair.

Noticing the younger brother's gaze, Dino subconsciously reached out and stroked his hair.

"What's wrong with my hair, Gang?"

Did it get muddy when it fell in the yard?No, he should have knocked off the mud stains.

"No... It's just that I heard that there are not many Italians with pure blonde hair, so I think Mr. Dino's blonde hair should be quite special in Italy."

Among the Italians he has seen so far, it seems that only Mr. Dino has pure blond hair... Although the occupations of these Italians he has seen are basically mafia.

Dino, on the other hand, smiled heartily, and explained to the younger brother, "Because I'm not a pure-blood Italian, but I'm actually a mixed race."

"Eh?!" This was the first time Tsuna had heard of such a thing.

"Well, my father is Italian, but my mother is Danish. I inherited my blonde hair from my mother. It is very common in northern Europe."

The first time he talked about his family background in front of his younger brother, he still spoke in a hearty and warm tone as before, but there was a different emotion in his eyes, and there was a trace of nostalgia in the tenderness.

Li Baoen, who had been sipping the coffee in his hand, interjected casually: "Mrs. Gabrielone is a standard Nordic woman with blond hair, blue eyes and long legs, so it's no wonder that some good-for-nothing had a serious Oedipus affair when she was young."

"That's not true, Li Baoen!" Dino complained immediately, otherwise he felt that Li Baoen would definitely reveal a lot of embarrassing things about him when he was a child.

And Tsunayoshi, who was standing aside and listening quietly... seems to have heard something from the words of those two people, or it may be the effect of super intuition. In short, he sensed...Mr. Dino's mother is no longer alive. .

I heard from Mr. Dino before that his father invited Li Baoen to be his tutor when he was seriously ill before his death.

And Mr. Dino is the only son of the Gabrielone family, so...Mr. Dino, he has no relatives.

……

Dino Gabrielone, the tenth generation leader of the Gabrielone family, his growth process... is simply an epic full of drama.

When Dino grew up, he never told anyone that he had actually encountered two great demon kings on his way of growing up.

One is his mentor, Lebun, whose Spartan-style education he received when he was young will definitely cast a shadow on him for the rest of his life.

And the other... was his father.

In his childhood memories, his father would take him for a walk in the cemetery in the middle of the night, watching his face that was about to urinate tenderly, while telling him various horror stories with an elegant cello-like voice ghost story.It wasn't until his face became the same color as his favorite avocado that his father finally showed a gratified smile, then knelt down and patted his head lovingly:

"Son, next time you suffer from insomnia, come to Dad again, and Dad will tell you other bedtime stories."

His father would dig him out of the bed in the early morning of winter, pat his little butt tenderly, lean into his ear and tell him that it was snowing, and let him go out to have a look.When he ran into the courtyard shivering with cold but didn't even see the water that melted from the snow, and ran back to the house crying and complaining to his father that you lied, he saw that his father seemed to have something to say. After looking at him thoughtfully, he walked towards his cloakroom calmly:

"Looks like I need to dress a little thicker today... Son, help me find the windbreaker your mommy bought for me."

Father would take him on a trip...to the Amazon jungle.The young and useless man tripped over a thick vine on the jungle floor after taking two steps, and almost crawled forward, shaking his nose and tears.And the father in front of him was carelessly cheering him up, and at the same time took a camera to shoot him in a miserable state... At that time, he really experienced what it means to "cry, kneel and cry" dad".

Father can still... Forget it, don't talk, if you talk too much, you will be in tears.

Don't doubt, this is really my real father, as evidenced by his pair of iris-colored eyes that are almost treated with ctrlc+ctrlv.

In short, when his father entrusted him to Li Baoen, he actually let him complete a handover ceremony from one demon king to another.

Although he is still unwilling to believe it, the invincible first-generation devil king in his heart will eventually lose to the disease.

……

If his father was the first Great Demon King in his heart, then his mother was his goddess and his only goddess.

His mother from northern Europe has a head of dazzling blond hair, and he is very happy that he has inherited this blond hair from his mother.

In his memory, his mother was like a goddess from Nordic mythology, beautiful, elegant, cold and mysterious.

Of course... this is the side of mother that outsiders can only peek into.

His mother is not the kind of beautiful but weak woman. In his memory, his mother can hold him in one hand, hold a heavy object and hold an umbrella in the other hand, and can walk the street in a hurry on a rainy day with a pair of seven centimeter high heels. Like a catwalk.

Northern Europe is shrouded in severe cold for most of the year, so the extremely short sunshine in summer is very precious to the Nordic people.

But he knew that his mother had given him all her precious sunshine, and the warmth of that sunshine would remain in his heart forever, even though God Hela had already taken her away from his side.

……

In fact, in his longer memory, even though the impression was blurred, that feeling was deeply imprinted in his heart... that feeling of being an "orphan".

It wasn't that he had no parents at that time, but that before he was five years old, he was in a situation where his parents didn't love him, and he even rarely saw his parents.

At that time, when he was young, he knew sensitively that none of them loved him, and they didn't love each other.

Until one day when I was five years old, everything seemed to change unconsciously...

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