[tutor] Pass me the fire

...Is the disciplinary committee some kind of Mafia organization?

After hearing what Tsunayoshi Sawada said, I couldn't help but think in my heart, but the nose of the plane just now was obviously weak, and its combat power was less than five dollars. Can such a person be a Mafia?I blinked, raised my wrist abruptly, pointed the black muzzle of the gun behind Tsunayoshi Sawada, and held the trigger with my fingers. Tsunayoshi Sawada almost fell to the ground again when he saw this, and cried out, "What do you want to do again?"

"Yo, Tsuna," the black-haired boy who was actually pointed at by me with the pistol raised his hands to his ears belatedly. It seemed that he was familiar with Sawada Tsunayoshi, and he even pointed at him in this situation. Greeted happily, "Are you guys playing some kind of game? Hahaha, it's really interesting."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked back and called out the black-haired boy's name: "Yamamoto!"

"This toy is so realistic," Yamamoto bent down, approached the muzzle of the gun with curiosity, and looked at it carefully. "It must be very expensive, right?"

"It's dangerous! Get out of the way, Yamamoto!" Sawada Tsunayoshi yelled, for fear that I would shoot.

Yamamoto patted his chin and looked at the weapon in my hand carefully as if he didn't hear it. I frowned and took a step back with the gun. Such a move aroused his greater curiosity.Yamamoto followed my steps and took a step forward, shifting his gaze from the muzzle to my face. I could clearly feel the other party's gaze wandering around my forehead, eyes, nose, and lips hesitantly. He blinked, showed a very hearty smile, and said, "It's a freshman's face, could it be a transfer student?"

"Well," I stood ready with my gun in hand, and took another big step back under Yamamoto's gaze, "I guess."

Yamamoto didn't seem to notice my resistance, and followed me a step forward, narrowing the distance between us. He continued to talk to me happily: "That's really the case. Are you from a big city? Tokyo?"

"No, Italy." I tried to keep my distance from him, but every time he moved closer to me, I had to go around behind Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"Hey, coming here from such a long distance," Yamamoto made a gesture with both hands to highlight "such a long distance", "It's really amazing."

But using Sawada Tsunayoshi as an obstacle seems useless, Yamamoto walked around Sawada Tsunayoshi and walked towards me while talking and laughing, so I had to circle around Sawada Tsunayoshi with him.

Sawada Tsunakichi took us two to no avail, and said helplessly, "...you two seem to be playing some strange chase game, hey."

"You came to school with Ganga, are you friends? It's great, I got to know the transfer students so quickly." Yamamoto's tone revealed a sense of admiration and yearning.

Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched the back of his head, hesitating: "No, I..."

I took his words and said quickly: "No, Vongola is just my prey."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Don't say strange things! Please!"

"Hahaha, your game is really interesting." Yamamoto quickly changed his steps, turned around in an instant, looked at my gap, reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, and then said happily : "Finally caught! I win this time? My name is Takeshi Yamamoto, how about you?"

"Chidori." I responded briefly.

"Chidori...then, Tsuna, Chidori, see you later." Yamamoto nodded his chin, repeated my name in a low voice, then waved to me and Sawada Tsunayoshi, turned and ran towards the teaching building go.

I stared at the back of Takeshi Yamamoto, rubbed my chin and fell into deep thought, and murmured: "Is it a disguised demonstration to report your name... Takeshi Yamamoto, um, I remember the name."

Sawada Tsunayoshi had a serious expression on his face, interrupted my thinking and said, "It's just a common exchange of names, right? No, no, you'd better forget about it..."

"What a dangerous boy who can talk and laugh calmly at the point of a gun," I turned my head to look at Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Vongola, is that fifty dollars your subordinate?"

"It's more dangerous for you to take out the gun and point it at someone else, right? Yamamoto is just my classmate, I told you not to say such strange things..." Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly realized who I was referring to, the voice With exhaustion in his face, "What is the other fifty dollars?"

"It's just an evaluation standard in my mind," I explained patiently, "that is, it would cost fifty dollars to kill him."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Don't use such a terrible evaluation standard!!"

"By the way, your name is Chidori...Chidori Koto?" Tsunayoshi Sawada scratched his loose hair, glanced at me, quickly lowered his head and stared at the ground motionlessly, and whispered with his mouth open. : "It's such a nice name, why are people so weird..."

As a mercenary, his senses are very keen, and the whispering in Tsunayoshi Sawada’s mouth sounded no different to me speaking with a loudspeaker. I answered his doubts empathetically: “That’s just a pseudonym, so don’t worry about it.”

Sawada Tsunayoshi covered his face and said in pain: "Then don't use such a nice pseudonym! ... And can you pretend that you didn't hear me, it's so shameful!!"

"I understand, Vongola, but there are a lot of plane heads coming, what should I do?" I tapped behind him with my finger, and a large group of people with strange hair rushed towards this side aggressively.

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced back in the direction I pointed, shivered in fright, and said in a panic: "It's the Disciplinary Committee member! Ahhh, Senior Hibari is not here! That's great... run away or be caught It will be miserable if you catch it."

"Okay." I nodded, and ran 100 meters away towards the teaching building in an instant.

"...Wait!! Take me!!! Don't leave me!!!"

Behind him came the voice of Sawada Tsunayoshi mixed with crying.

When I saw Tsunayoshi Sawada again, it was already time for class.

I stood on the podium in the classroom of Class 1-A, and struggled to write the three words "Chidori Qin" on the blackboard. my real name.In fact, I don't quite understand why my employer specifically asked me to study in Bingsheng. Even if I didn't infiltrate this school, I would have the confidence to assassinate the tenth generation of Vongola.

Mr. Nezu introduced to the students next to him: "This is Chidori Qin, a Chinese transfer student from Italy. There are still many unfamiliar places in Japan. Everyone should help her a lot."

After writing my name crookedly on the blackboard, I noticed the silence in the classroom and hid the chalk between my fingers. I turned around vigilantly, only to find that everyone in the classroom was staring at me motionlessly. The dense sight caused me a little discomfort.I lowered my eyes and looked at those scorching gazes one by one. What made me feel strange was that those who stared at me boldly at first lowered their heads the moment they met my gaze. The reaction was exactly the same as that of the two boys before.

...Are all junior high school students in rural Japan so strange?

At this moment, the door of the classroom was swung open, and standing at the door was Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face and disheveled clothes.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, you're late again." Nezu-sensei reprimanded him severely, his tone full of deep dissatisfaction, it seemed that this was not the first time.

In unfamiliar, alarming circumstances, it's always good to see familiar faces, and I waved to him and said, "Vongola, did it take you long to get rid of them? It's okay."

After a long period of silence, the classroom finally boiled, but everyone seemed to be targeting Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"Damn!! Does this brat Tsuna know a beautiful girl from Italy?!"

"I don't believe it!! I was actually preempted by the waste chai gang!!"

"He's so kind to people like Waste Chai Gang... Sure enough, he's good-looking and kind-hearted!"

"Even the useless gang can talk to me, so I have a chance too?!"

……

I don't quite understand what's going on, but seeing Tsunayoshi Sawada's face getting worse and worse, I guess it's probably the same as the situation just now.

I looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada, and tilted my head towards the noisy classmates under the podium. I tried my best to fill myself with the ability and sincerity of a professional mercenary, and said, "It adds up to a hundred dollars, Vongola, I need to kill..."

"No need!! Stop talking!!" Sawada Tsunayoshi interrupted me loudly.

"Bad Chai Gang! You actually talk to classmate Chidori like that, do you want to be beaten?!"

"It's a pity Chidori-san is so kind to you, it's really annoying, you bastard!"

"It's too much to talk to Chidori so rudely..."

"Sawada, I have to apologize to Chidori-san." In the end, even the teacher began to criticize him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked hopeless: "..."

The author has something to say:

Calling the protagonist a beauty as No.1 is really shameful... It's so frightening! ! !

Come back again to fill in the manga while brainstorming, everyone is so cute, so cute to heaven!So cute I explode! !

Takeshi Yamamoto is a natural Hitman, this setting makes my legs start to feel weak [Hey]

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