[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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Tsunayoshi Sawada gets his Vongola box at dinner.

The box containing the sky lion should have been handed over to the boy leader back in Japan, but it was delayed until now because the boy seemed to run away from home.

Use the Vengley ring to raise the flame and then stuff the flame into the box, the black technology box that is not recognized by the king suddenly exploded, and the golden light cracked and blurred Gangji's face.

Oh no, it wasn't the light that blurred his face, but a soft mass.

Tsuna Yoshi subconsciously rubbed his face, and unexpectedly rubbed something fluffy.

"Ouch-"

Eh?This call?

Gang Ji blinked in a daze, and took off the fluff on his face.

Installed in the Ozora Box is the box weapon belonging to the future Tsunayoshi Sawada, the Sky Lion.

"Ouch--!"

perhaps……

Almost at the moment when Tsunaji revealed this idea, a paw snorted up as if dissatisfied with this idea.

Accompanied by the little milk sound of woo woo woo.

Gangji followed the claws that slapped on his face and grabbed them, squeezed the fleshy claws and picked up the guy lying on his face.

"I think it's called... Natsu, isn't it?"

He placed the lion cub at eye level. The lion cub named Natsu is different from the box weapon of Xanxus, who is also the lion of the sky. It is a petite lion cub.

But petite stature does not mean that there is no fighting power.

Gang Ji put the lion cub on his shoulders and stroked its temple hair.

"Natsu, shape change, is it okay?"

The little lion raised his head and whimpered in response, and the next moment, a strong golden color swirled around Gang Ji's side, and the little lion, which had been softened into a puddle, turned into a black cloak to wrap Gang Ji completely.

"Wow," Tsuna sighed unconsciously, "This is really handsome...my future self."

After a brief run-in, Natsu returned to his original lion cub appearance, jumped to the ground with two snaps and rubbed Tsunaki's trousers.

"Sorry! Can you come here for a while, Gang!"

Yamamoto's voice came from outside the door. Tsuna knelt down and rubbed the little lion's head, and walked out in response.

Natsu squinted his eyes to enjoy the master's snoring, lifted the jiojio and was about to follow Tsuna's footsteps.

At this time, a pair of red round eyes lit up from the door.

"Aw, ow woo woo!"

"Huh? Is there any sound?"

"No? Is there?"

"Maybe I misheard...By the way, Ah Wu, what do you want me to do?"

"Ah, about tomorrow's battle, I made a super-cool move last night!"

"Eh——then I need to get to know him better."

"No problem, no problem, this is a move that Skuvalo even admits, you will be satisfied, Ganga!"

The voices of the teenagers gradually faded away, and in the closed room, a dusty rabbit jumped out from the corner behind the door.

"Aw, ow!"

Yamamoto's new move was practiced in the battle with Skuvalo.

One is a young swordsman who kicked most of the dojos in Japan, and the other is a swordsman who challenged all the famous swordsmen in the world when he was young. Yamamoto, who is also a teacher and friend, has different personalities and strengths, but overall, the two get along pretty well.

——If you can ignore the training ground that was punched out by the two of them until they used the box weapon at the end.

Yamamoto's box weapons are two cute little animals, an Akita dog named Jiro and a swift named Kojiro.

The king, who had a natural fear of dogs, looked at the cute Akita from a distance and praised the dog's cuteness. The next moment, he was frightened and deformed by Akita, who was wagging his tail and being hugged and licked on his face by the owner.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa!It's a dog!

Almost at the moment when Gang Ji wailed in his heart, Gouzi opened his bloody mouth (?), and bit half of Gang Ji's head in one bite.

Are you Dingchun?Are you the silver beep next door - Dingchun of the theater? !Is biting someone's head the first time you see someone a basic operation in your family? ! !

The King of Gold was almost frightened and changed color when he saw the dog snoring on his face being scooped away.

"Hahaha, Tsuna, are you still afraid of dogs?" His naturally dark friend hugged the Akita dog away, so that Tsuna could see the boy's cheerful smile.

Wow, Ah Wu is gloating!Yes, that's right!

Tsuna-kichi stared like a goldfish and puffed out his mouth.

"Hahaha I won't tease you anymore."

Yamamoto patted his friend on the head, and the Akita dog in his hand and the swift on his shoulder turned into swords.

It turns out that you also know that this is funny, Gang Jiwu was dissatisfied, and followed Shan himself into the training ground.

"Then—" Yamamoto stood at the other end of the training ground, surrounded by an Akita dog with three knives strapped to his side. He made an aggressive gesture, and his expression became serious, "Please give me your advice, Gang."

Only then did Tsuna realize that with the three knives on Jiro's body, Yamamoto owned a total of four knives.

"Hey——" he prolonged his tone, with a bit of curious excitement in his tone, "Is it the four-sword style?"

"Well, who knows?"

Yamamoto was slashing his sword in front of him, and his face still had the scars from the battle with Skuvalo, but at this moment he looked energetic and happy.

"Then, here I am!"

The young man who spoke in this way changed his posture, and flew towards him.

The battle between Tsunayoshi and Yamamoto attracted many people to watch. Tsunayoshi had gone to watch Yamamoto's game.The young man who had experienced the teaching of the former King of Youth was vigorous and showy. Although he had such a reliable posture on weekdays, as soon as he set foot on the dojo, the young man's whole aura changed.

If it is said that those who are off the court are the bold and forthright young men next door, then those who set foot on the dojo are the swordsmen who are born in the world, with indescribable ancient rhyme and rhythm in every step of the sword.

But what stood in front of Tsuna at this time was different from the Yamamoto he had seen before.

What I want to say is that the swordsman of Fengguang Jiyue has finally stepped into the battlefield of sword, light and sword. Although the attitude of Fengyue has not changed, the sword has been contaminated with worldly spirit, becoming sharp and full of killing intent.

Probably this is the real swordsman.

Tsunayoshi thought, and distanced himself from Yamamoto.

"It seems that although we have not been separated for a long time, you seem to have grown up a lot, Wu," he said, his eyes gradually becoming golden brown.

"I also recently learned a trick from the future 'I, let me take this opportunity to show you."

The crowd of onlookers who said this was stunned, and then there was quite a commotion.

"The future... is the Judaime?"

"That means..."

"That's right, it must be that trick... I actually learned it in just a few days..."

Naturally, Yamamoto would not stand in place and wait for Tsunayoshi to read the article. The young man with a happy smile stepped forward with a horizontal knife, and the gesture of holding the knife changed.

"Of course," he grinned, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Skuvalo.

Then came the gust of wind.

And in the strong wind, engulfed with innumerable moist air, water was born under the gold, and the soul-soothing rain flew up.

"Shiyu Cangyanliu, offensive, eighth move."

"Sudden rain."

The wind and rain are coming together, and the swirling and rising rain roll hits everything, rushing straight in front of Gangji.

And almost the moment before this move arrived, Gang Ji also opened his eyes.

He stretched one hand to the rear, supporting his body on this side, while raising the other hand, a flame of a different color than behind him ignited, rushing towards Yulong like a river.

"This is my move from the future."

"X - burner!"

"Gang, you idiot!"

The result of letting go of the fight was the tutor's volley kick (although separated by time and space) and the damaged training ground. Tsuna knelt down in front of the tutor, with a teacup expressing repentance on his head.

"I'm sorry... I know I was wrong."

The king has low eyebrows and is pleasing to the eye, and the whole person is well-behaved.

Reborn couldn't tell whether his unlovable disciple was perfunctory or sincerely admitted his mistake, but he just snorted softly and turned over this article.

"Well, since your strength has progressed well so far, let's give you a chance to be sloppy," Reborn pressed his hat and covered his mouth with a smile.

And Gang Ji didn't show a relieved expression when he heard the words, but glanced at his mouth as expected.

What are you talking about sloppy looking at the past... In the end, it is not to be left to the poor future [Sawada Tsunayoshi].

However, well-behaved students would not face the teacher face to face, so the leader of the boy just echoed, trying to wait until the moment when the tutor turned the page.

Reborn could see what his disciple was thinking just by doing one thing, he coughed, and squinted towards the door.

"Cough cough."

"Hahaha Mr. Reborn, have you finished your discussion? I brought Mrs. Tsunayoshi's milk!"

The first one to rush in was Hayato, who had been prepared for a long time. He giggled and squeezed in through the crack of the door with a cup of hot milk. The moment he entered with a smile on his face and holding a milk glass, the door was knocked open by these guys.

People passing by on the excuse crowded the ground, and it was obvious that the meeting could not continue.

Reborn waved his hand in distaste, and after just a few minutes of thinking, the scene was completely dominated by Tsuna.

Humph.

Mr. Tutor took one last look at the young man in the center of the crowd, and pressed the brim of his hat.

In this case, he can feel a little more at ease.

**

Joking with my companions, it was already after dinner when I finally returned to the room. Among the several guardians, only Ping was an ordinary person, and it seems that it is because the world’s Ping is Vongola’s guardian And was involved in the battle.

But even so, the boy who cared about his sister and tried to go back to ten years ago as soon as possible clenched his fists and shouted the limit and worked hard for the upcoming battle.

Everyone is working hard.

Except Rambo.

"Well, for Lan Bojiang, if you encounter danger, just point the bazooka at yourself ten years later." The king handed an orange candy to the youngest child with a frown, "Adults must do what adults do. You can't let an adult's Lanbo shirk things to children."

Wait what's wrong? !

The ignorant Maverick raised his head to take the candy, and nodded heavily.

"Master Lanbo knows!"

The last person I saw was Irie Masaichi from the original Prynne camp.

Just like Tsunayoshi's guess, Irie Masaichi was Peng Gelie's spy in Mirufiore, and he was also the one who joined forces with the future Tsunayoshi Sawada to bring everyone from ten years ago to the future.

"I want to stop Bai Lan," said the young man standing in front of Gang Ji, "He... Bai Lan, he was not like this before."

The orange-haired youth said: "If possible, I would like to bring him back to our side... He was not like this in the first place."

Facing Masaichi Irie's remarks, Tsunakichi blinked slowly.

"Concerning this," he said, "I have a guess that I may need your help."

"Eh?"

"And Mr. Spana over there . . . I think you guys might be interested."

One night before the start of the chosen battle, a helicopter was flown from Pengelie's unknown safe house.

When the helicopter took off, the future leader was on his way back to the room. He rubbed his shoulders and suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing around him this day.

The thoughtful leader opened his door, and was suddenly stunned by the messy bedroom with almost no place to set foot.

"The enemy... no... then this is..."

In the midst of the mess, there was a small "cracking" sound.

When the leader looked over, a rabbit fell from the sky and landed firmly in the leader's palm.Seeing the ruler looking over, he gracefully lowered his head and licked his fur.

At this time, there are still 40 hours before Choice starts.

The author has something to say: Sitting on the Diaoyutai (crossed out) the height of Wang's palm: Gulu

Natsu, who is working hard and fiercely: woo woo woo!

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