[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

It was in the afternoon when Itachi returned to Vengley.

Sunlight always seems to love this land where the mafia gathers, trying to dispel some dark hostility with its own light.Therefore, the warm sunlight shines on the castle forest, and through the forest trees, it casts bits and pieces of light in the land.

Sasuke was the first to notice Itachi's return. The black cat that rolled over on the large lawn of Vongola Castle has always had the perception of a large dog in the affairs of its owner. It meowed and meowed happily around Itachi feet in circles.

Itachi lowered his body and picked up the black cat, raised his eyes and scissored it, and Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was supposed to be talking to Mr. Cargo they brought back, looked at him from a distance from the balcony.

Seemingly realizing that he noticed him, Tsunayoshi Sawada smiled and raised the cup in his hand.

This is an invitation to him to go up.

Itachi thought to himself, holding Sasuke and walking up.

Sasuke, who smelled blood, seemed a little uneasy, and kept tugging on his sleeve.

When the ferret wanted to put the little guy down, it quit, barking so shrillly that people thought it was going to kill the cat.

Itachi had no choice but to follow the guy's fur to appease the more delicate black cat, while walking in the direction of the leader.

"Hey, Itachi-kun, would you like a drink?"

Holding a cup in his hand, the leader of the tenth generation called out to the young man, and pushed the prepared... milk tea in front of him.

"Aunt Teresa prepared this as soon as I heard it was prepared for you," the young leader explained with a smile on his hands, trying to reach out and touch the head of the child he hadn't seen for several days like Itachi touched Sasuke.

Itachi silently moved a little to the side in protest.

Sawada Tsunayoshi withdrew his hand freely and gave up touching the weasel at this time.

"Speaking of which, Skuvalo has already given me feedback on Itachi-kun's evaluation. His evaluation of Itachi-kun is..." The young man who switched modes in a second frowned, but what he said was the opposite of his expression. Hard, "Unqualified."

Scuvaro suddenly sneezed.

Rarely has the lobby of Varian headquarters been this "lively."

Not only Scuvaro, but the entire upper Varian floor, even Xanxus, reclined on the sofa in the lobby with their eyes closed.

The last time it seemed like this was when Jiudaimo abdicated and the group of guys discussed whether to rebel again cough cough cough cough anyway, just don't ask about the process and end up with nothing.

But today is different from last time, probably just a coincidence, all the high-level executives who have nothing to do got together and started chatting.

"Xi, xixixixixixi, Skuvalo came back to trouble you," the boy with blond hair covered his eyes and sat on the ground with his head up, "The prince helped you send the waste paper piled up on the table to Pengelena It's over."

"Those are official business, not waste paper, you idiot prince."

It was his supporter, Fran, who was in Varian's division in Vengley, who answered Bell before Scuvaro.

Shua Shua Shua pierced the young man's frog hat with three small knives, "Did the prince give you the right to speak when he spoke?"

"But Senior Bell is not a real prince."

"Prince xixixixi's knife felt so itchy that he wanted to stab into the frog's body."

"Hey, I didn't expect Senior Bell to be such a senior Bell. Could it be that he lost his mind and went crazy because he knew that he was not a real prince?" Fran turned his head and tried to complain after the whole sentence without any ups and downs. Senior Bell seems to have lost his mind—can I kill him?"

"Let the prince kill the stupid frog before that hehehehehe!"

Varian Kindergarten (crossed out) started again, and Skuvalo rested his forehead, suddenly remembering that the stack of documents that disappeared in his office was still stuffed with paper things that had to be filled out for this task.

But... it shouldn't matter.

Mr. Varian's combat captain hesitated.

***

"But it doesn't matter if you fail."

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was suppressing the unqualified evaluation that was said to be submitted by Skuvalo, looked at the boy in front of him with a smile, and said before the other party digested the news, "I thought about it when I was separated from you, and I think I was a little too cautious when I treated you."

He rested his chin in one hand and stirred the black tea in his hand with the other, with a slight smile on his face.

The naked sun shone on the young man. The godfather standing at the top of the world in Italy was cut off by the clear sunlight. The coldness that he had to do in the past was cut off. The mafia is more like a fledgling newcomer in the workplace or a kindergarten The teacher or the owner of the flower shop...something like that.

Ah, maybe there is also the manager of the milk tea shop.

At this moment, Itachi seemed to see the Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years ago. Compared with himself ten years later, the young man was more immature and young. He looked like a herbivore, but when he was in danger, And fierce and reliable.It was only for a split second, and the original senses returned to Yan Xiaoyan's godfather.

"So I decided after discussing with Mr. Yamabukiri," he said, "Since Itachi-kun wants to know, then as adults, we don't have the right to stop you from knowing."

"But compared to me, it must be better for Mr. Yamabugiri to tell you himself."

The young man said so, looking past Itachi to look behind him.

Itachi turned his head as if sensing something, and Yamabagiri Kunihiro, who was wearing a military uniform and a white cloak (probably?) stood in the shadows, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Say it straight to the point."

The man sitting opposite turned his face sideways, half of his face was exposed from under the cloak, his gaze flashed past Itachi, "I am your mother's...an old friend."

Itachi, who was suddenly cut straight to the point, was still a little confused, repeating the other party's words like a repeater: "Old friends?"

"More precisely, the retainers."

Seeing that Itachi didn't seem to be frightened or showed an unacceptable expression, Fusangshen paused and explained further.

"As far as I know... my mother was not born into a noble family," Itachi frowned, disputing Yamabuchiri's explanation.

"This is because of the lord... that is, your mother's [personality]." Fu Sangshen, who seemed to have known this beforehand, explained, "Her personality is the sword call."

"And I, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro, am one of the Token Fusangshin summoned by the lord."

In other words, it is the [Yamabukiri Kunihiro] that existed in Japanese history.

He added inwardly.

It's a fake.

Kiri Kunihiro Yamabusa paused, "Back then, the Lord passed away unexpectedly, and we who lost the source of spiritual power continued to dissipate, until today only I still exist in this world."

"And the reason I've managed to survive until now is you," he looked directly at the young Itachi with his green eyes, and his tone was so soft that even he was surprised, "The lord left me the last wound before he knew he was going to die. Protector, so that I can survive until now."

"And as for your doubts, Sawada has conveyed it before."

Fu Sangshen, who was silent and reliable in front of Itachi, showed a smile that could almost be called shy, and it flashed again in an instant.When he looked up again, it was still the elder with a serious face.

Itachi hid the smile on his lips by lowering his head to sip his tea.

He took the opportunity to look at Kunihiro Yamababa, his eyes went from the newly worn white cloak to the exposed short blond hair to the green eyes.Fu Sangshen pursed his lips lightly as always, but he couldn't tell from his expression, but the young man still saw a trace of nervousness from his expression.

When this information was fed back to Itachi's nerves, he froze for a moment, stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, and the micro-movement of the other party showed the fact that he was nervous.

Itachi suddenly felt a feeling that he couldn't describe, like something poked a soft place, or something started to flow in the bottom of his heart.

It seemed that when he was really young, the mother who embraced him held his hand, which was still a baby, and pointed at a cloud of air.

"This is... Uncle," the woman's soft voice rang in my ears. I don't know if it was just like this or it was softened by the memory to make it more gentle, but it fell down at the key point. I still don't know what she said. What, "This is... ah Weasel-chan, don't mind, he's a little shy."

He tilted his head, looked tentatively at Yamabagi Kirihiro who seemed to be distracted, and burst out certain words without thinking.

"Yamabuchi...uncle?"

Then Fu Sangshen, who had only half of his face exposed, shrank back, and even the tips of his faintly visible ears turned red.

Itachi blinked, and was attracted by the movement of his sleeve being pulled before he could say anything.

"Itachi-kun, you..." Mr. Judaimu, who did not want to be named, complained with a dark face, "You haven't called me uncle yet."

"Ahem, let's talk about the business, even so, there is still a problem," Itachi tried to continue the topic solemnly under the sad eyes of the young man beside him, "The matter of letting me go to the parallel world... In addition to passing on the ability to Is there any other purpose besides helping you in another world?"

When the boy said this, his gaze was like a torch, piercing the heart of a certain adult who wanted to fool him.

"If it's just to transfer something, then everyone in Vengley's technical department must be able to do it. After all, the power required to transfer a living body will never be smaller than transferring an object."

"that is because……"

Sawada Tsunayoshi tried to explain, but was interrupted midway.

"Could it be that you want to say that it is because there is no [me] in another world?" Itachi quickly poured out the theory that he had conceived in his mind, "but what is [me]? If it only refers to the body As for the soul, how can you be sure that [I] does not exist in the other world if you change a face or a name [I] or whether it is [I]?"

The young man who spoke faster and faster didn't care about the existence of the elders beside him, and plunged into the wonderful question of what is my standard of judgment.

It is the fourth person in this space who finally terminates all this.

"Because in another dimension, your mother does not exist."

The baby's voice interrupted Itachi's self-retrospection.

"Whether it's the soul or the body, whether it's a face-lift or anything, your mother is the only miracle that exists in this world."

"And therefore you, too."

"As for the reason for letting you go - let me explain this matter," the decorative vase in front of the table lowered amidst the rumbling of the mechanism, and was replaced by Reborn who rose up.

"ciaos~" He took off his hat and signaled to the people present, and finally stood facing Itachi, "This is the plan of the idiot—an attempt to verify the feasibility of Alcobaleno's physical recovery."

"Mr. Yamabukiri will follow you to the parallel world, to a certain extent, he has accepted Vongola's commission."

Itachi's attention also shifted accordingly: "So... what is the result of the experiment?"

"As you can see," Reborn took a step forward, tilting his head up with a cute smile on his face, "me and the other Alcbarenos seem to be growing due to the influence of the parallel world."

Mr. Killer snorted, "Although the change is only a few centimeters, I don't know how far it can grow."

It is completely impossible to say that there is no fluctuation in the heart. Even now that Reborn is as calm as Reborn, after letting Leon turn into a measuring instrument to measure the changes in his height and weight, he still looks at the data that can only be said to be slightly fluctuating. for a long time.

But as proud as Reborn, he would not allow himself to do stupid things caused by excitement, let alone show such a mood in front of others, even when there is no one else.

Therefore, everyone can only see the baby who is fluttering and talking about his changes, and his figure is the same as before.

Itachi obediently did not continue to ask. Having already practiced the rules of the inner world, he knew that the next step would be the secrets between Vongola and even the strongest seven people—Alkbaleno and the family behind him. Most of the revealing of the breath so far is for the sake of old friends.

——Although he still has a lot of questions, such as what is the reason behind it?

The boy lowered his eyes while thinking, and naturally explained Reborn's sudden proposal to become his tutor a few days ago.

But he might be the first person to reject the world's number one Mr. Assassin.

The young man thought silently, under the gaze of those seemingly innocent but bottomless black eyes, he finally felt a little guilty.

The atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment for a moment, and in the end, Kiri Kunihiro coughed twice to call back the attention of the people who each had their own thoughts.

He looked at Itachi, and for a moment had the illusion of returning to the Lord's side again.

Fu Sangshen clenched his fist with one hand and coughed lightly, saving himself from his unexplained delusion.

"Ahem... I'm telling you that there are two main reasons for this." Fu Sangshen took out a notebook from his bag, "When traveling through the space-time tunnel, I accidentally went to this world 15 years ago, and returned to the where we lived at the time."

This "we" refers to Mio and her swords.

"On the way back, I found this extra in my bag," Yamabuchi Kunihiro handed over the small red notebook, "Actually, there were originally five notebooks in total, but in the end following me back here only one is left. Download this one."

"That is to say, this is something recognized by time and space that can be brought from the past to the present."

He raised his eyes, and looked at Itachi with emerald green eyes without blinking, as if this was his world, "This is what the lord entrusted to you."

After saying these words, he paused, and continued after observing Itachi's reaction.

"Another thing... Itachi-kun, if possible, I hope you can consider returning to Japan and enrolling in your mother's school."

"Xiongying High School."

The author has something to say:

Tsunayoshi (sad, sad, sad): This is different from what we agreed on, Mr. Yamabagiri... Reborn secretly grew taller and didn't tell me... Itachi-kun would not call me uncle... Ah, let Sawada Tsunayoshi wither like this bar (vomit soul)

Passing prison temple (shaking vigorously after being taken aback): Wake up, wake up, Kudai noodles! !

Yes, this is the beginning of going to Xiongying x Yamabagiri and R haven’t finished talking, let’s just believe this and wait for further explanations later xd

Itachi-kun who once rejected All Might: It seems a little fragrant

Thank you Junyi baby for the mine~

Thank you for watching me (heart)