[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

A man stands behind a dark brown wooden door.

He wears a dark black coat, with the hood draped over his head both indoors.

Even so golden hair revealed a little, not so cleverly escaped out of the hood, twirling before touching the sun.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the other party with a slight smile and took a deep breath after confirming that there was nothing serious.

The young man who was already in a high position was not annoyed when the other party didn't answer, he tilted his head and asked with a smile, "How long are you going to stay here this time?"

The man - Yamabuchi pulled his hat and finally spoke, but instead of answering Tsunayoshi's question, "I just came to say hello."

Gangji burst out laughing, "I know."

"But it's okay to catch up on the past after saying hello, right?"

"I have nothing to say to you."

"Really? Including Itachi-kun?"

Kunihiro Yamabuchi paused, took out a notebook-shaped thing from his bag, and threw it over.

"This is?"

"This is what the lord...is left by the lady." He turned his face away, "There are almost all records about those eyes."

"Please pass it on to Itachi for me."

"Hey~" Sawada Tsunayoshi did not accept the palm-sized notebook, but looked at Yamabugiri playfully, "Why didn't you hand it over to Itachi-kun yourself? He must be waiting for your arrival."

***

"Know my...mother?" Itachi repeated what Takeshi Yamamoto said.

"That's right, that's right," the young man said with a smile while resting his chin, "If you want to say, we have known Miss Mio since elementary school, and we have always been taken care of by her."

"Originally we were going to adopt you after she passed away, but there was an accident in the middle." The young man leaned up and stretched out a hand towards Itachi, hesitating for a while on the way and then rubbing the top of his hair, "But it's really nice to see you doing well. alright."

Takeshi Yamamoto said, but there was no usual smile on his face, just because he leaned over and pressed Itachi's head again, the precocious boy did not see this expression of the young man.

"Then..." Itachi said hesitantly, "Do you also know the unknown person who followed me to Italy?"

"That person?" Takeshi Yamamoto thought for a while, "Although I don't know who you're talking about, but I probably understand, it's the guy who used to be by Miss Mio's side back then... not necessarily"

While saying this, the young man took the opportunity to rub a few more, and showed a hearty smile in front of the boy who looked at him, "It's okay, no matter who it is, it won't do you any harm."

Itachi looked up and waited for his next words, but saw the young man change the subject familiarly, "Speaking of which, how is the training going?"

"Ah..." Itachi opened his hands, "In my opinion, it's average."

This sentence may be the general with the highest gold content.The boy who grew up in the ordinary () world has staggering talents, and neither the theory nor the fighting teacher can catch his mistakes.Even the most eccentric Mr. Pineapple has to admit that this guy's talent in illusion is simply enviable.

But in the eyes of Itachi, who saw the battle between the guardians when he first arrived in Italy, referred to as the fight between gods, he is still far behind, and it looks like it is only average.

But it just so happened that the one who was talking to him was also a master who was very talented and didn't know it.After hearing the "average" conclusion, oh oh oh for a long time.

"That's okay. If that's the case, do you want to play with me next time?" The guy who just returned pointed to the chief's room, "Gang said before that there is a mission in Italy that may require me to go. How about you, want to play together?"

"Of course, I'll tell you about it, kid, so don't worry about the practice." He gave a thumbs up, "After all, you are still a child, Itachi, and you will be suffocated if you stay at home all the time."

Although what Takeshi Yamamoto said was simple, but in this world, it is possible to simply describe a task that requires the use of a guardian level of Vengley as a game. Itachi thought about it carefully, and nodded hesitantly. Responded, "If it is convenient."

Having said that, being treated like this as a "child" was quite novel to Itachi.

When he was in Yokohama, he was a child objectively, but whether he was in a school where he followed suit or in a family with one, two, three, four, five younger siblings, his role as a "reliable" classmate or elder brother was always higher than that of a child. It's more of its own age.

Besides, what is an "adult" and what is a "child"?If only age is used as the distinction, how can immature adults be distinguished from precocious children?

Itachi remembered that he once raised this issue with Dazai, and was soon fooled by the other party into the topic of what is a human being.

“So what exactly is [a person]?”

He remembered that at that time, he had seriously asked Dazai, who was still unclear about his identity, "What is the meaning of [human] existence?"

"Ah, it's beyond my expectation that Mr. A would ask such a question," the young man didn't show a trace of surprise even though he said this, "but what I said is only my personal opinion."

The boy wagging his finger spoke eloquently, "The so-called [person] is very complicated without thinking about it."

"I feel more like a wild dog surviving in a sewer than [a person]."

"It's too demeaning to call yourself a wild dog, isn't it?"

"Is that so?" The young man who said this put his hand in front of his lips, and the only eyeglasses that were exposed were dim, like the sky covered by dark clouds that could not be wiped away by the gloomy weather.

"But, Mr. A, you act every day for survival, all material provision and earning are for the needs of life, and all actions are for survival - isn't this kind of context completely suitable for wild dogs? ?"

"Itachi-kun?"

"Itachi-kun, did you hear what I said?"

He suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that he was still eating ice cream with Takeshi Yamamoto.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now," he tilted his head to look at Takeshi Yamamoto, "May I ask what you just said?"

Before getting an answer, a hand was stretched out, and Takeshi Yamamoto continued after touching his forehead.

"It's not a big deal. The logistics department just told me that there are things sent by your family in Japan." He pointed in the direction of the logistics department. "Would you like to take a look now?"

Itachi belatedly groaned.

"Okay," he replied.

***

After Tsunayoshi Sawada asked the question, Kunihiro Yamabuchi lowered his head and remained silent for a while, before finally changing the subject.

"This is for you." He took two steps forward, stopped as if remembering something, and took out a piece of paper from the bag of his coat.

"This is……?"

Tsuna picked up the cards on the table, and saw a thin card that looked like a game card from time to time, on which was a woman suspended in the air, spit out a cloud of mist from her mouth.

The explanation under the picture made Tsuna raise his eyebrows.

"As long as the angel exhales like this, it can heal seriously injured or sick people...?"

Before he could say the next sentence, Yamabukiri added, "This is a present...although I didn't get more."

"No no, if it really has this effect, an item of this level is already very valuable." Although he said this, Tsunayoshi Sawada's attention was obviously elsewhere, "But what is this, storing the ability in a card Is it right? This is really a clever design."

"This is also ability." Yamabuchi added silently.

"Oh, oh, so that's how it is," said Mr. Chief, who grew up from being a waste material, with a face full of joy that his thirst for knowledge was satisfied. "Even if it is like this, it's a very interesting structure."

Yamabuaki pulled his hat uncomfortably, "Just as long as you like it."

"Of course I like it," Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled, his brows curved, "but compared to presents, I believe whether I or you all hope that Mr. Yamabugiri can stay here more."

Yamabachi lowered his eyes and replied, "I see."

Didn't reply too much.

Although he grew up as a waste material, he has survived under the Spartan tutor for so many years, not to mention being immersed in a group of old foxes for a long time. Sawada Tsunayoshi has already developed a good ability to read people's faces.

——Although most of the time he doesn't need to look at other people's faces.

In addition, the person in front of him was not someone else, but Yamabagiri, who had been with him for a long time when he was young, so Tsunakichi accurately discerned the other party's intentions.

"Then stay in the guest room here?"

He readily offered.

"No," Yamabasaki Kunihiro looked up at him, his tone was flat and unquestionable, "I'll just live by myself."

"Okay." The young man who pushed the boat along the way crossed his hands and put his smiling face, "Do you need me to book a room for you?"

"..."

"..." (smiling)

"……up to you."

***

Stored in the logistics is a box.

Itachi took the box from the complex-looking logistics staff, and at a glance, he saw the big pink bow on the box that was obviously written by Sakura.

what……

He let out a meaningless exclamation, and his men unambiguously opened the carton.

The short-cut young man who seemed to come to the logistics department to pick up things got together with Yamamoto and muttered something.

Before Itachi had time to identify it carefully, he was startled by the touch from his hand.

A familiar black cat poked its head out of the cardboard box, meowing softly and rubbing against his hand.

"...Sasuke?"

He hesitated, and heard the black cat meowing that he was being called. The soft voice made people feel distressed.

Itachi hugged the black cat and thought about it for a while, then found a pink post-it note with a cat’s head that little girls often use from the cardboard box, and read the tearful complaints written by Kosuke and Shinji alternately about the black cat’s refusal to eat since he left , with one hand skillfully combing the hair of the black cat.

"I really can't do anything about you,"

He whispered, and poked the black cat's forehead gently.

"Sasuke."

From the black cat's green eyes, the reflection of the softly smiling boy is clearly reflected, like the moon in the mirror of flowers in the water, it will disappear as soon as you stretch out your hand.

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Ms. Mio (Itachi's mother) also gave birth to Sasuke's you devil?The person who gave birth to the two brothers Itachi and Sasuke is called Uchiha Mikoto, although there is a difference in one word, they are not the same person——

But itachi was born for a reason, I will mention it later xd

The next chapter of the tutoring dungeon is officially started. Hey, we will go home after a few chapters (hey)

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