This was an anti-theft badge.

"Which stinky brat is meddling in other people's business!" They turned their heads angrily.

They saw a boy with short black hair and a bat standing there.

His golden eyes seemed to be filled with sunlight.

They didn't think much of it and thought that a child wasn't a threat.

"You came to us yourself. We don't have enough pocket money on hand, so we'll use you to make up the numbers."

Don't... don't come over... leave quickly!

Tsunayoshi Shinoda panicked.

"I refuse." The black-haired boy gave them a bright smile.

He opened his mouth.

"Have you heard of a home run?"

"... Huh?"

The black-haired boy threw the bat at them. The bat spun quickly and brushed past them.

It cut through their clothes and left a mark on the wall behind them before turning back.

It was enough to return to the black-haired boy.

The feeling of their clothes being cut and the mark on the wall were enough to prove its power.

"Aiya,

The trajectory is too far off. "The boy shook his head regretfully.

"I'll do it again."

"Who wants to do it again with you!!" That thing could destroy the wall like that. It could definitely cut meat.

They ran away. "Let's retreat!"

The boy waved at their backs in a friendly manner. "Come and play next time!"

What he got in response was the staggering backs of those people.

"Thank... thank you..." Tsunayoshi Shinoda said weakly and looked at the boy timidly.

"Be careful.

I'm going home.

Bye Bye. "The boy waved at him.

He carried the baseball bat and left.

Perhaps from then on, Tsunayoshi Shinoda began to care about Takeshi Yamamoto.

Whether it was by chance,

Or a head-on collision.

The other party always had that smile on his face.

Those eyes were always filled with sunshine.

In the end, Tsunayoshi Shinoda's confession was laughed off by everyone as a joke. Other than a few people who would use this to mock Tsunayoshi Shinoda, the others were basically used to it.

Because this was just an excuse to mock the other party. Confessing to the same sex was just a new saying.

As for Yamamoto Takeshi, he received this mission in his dream that night.

It was still the same vast universe. The pink ball floated up and down in mid-air.

"This world's missions: 1. Become Penglie's Rain Guardian. 2. Become the world's number one Sword Master."

Penglie?

I've never heard of it before. I'll think about it when the time comes. The second one is easier.

Because … he was the Sword God in the previous world.

The days went on, but today was a little different. A transfer student named Hayato Jōdera had arrived.

The transfer student seemed to be at odds with Tsunayoshi Shinoda. He came up and kicked over his table.

Takeshi Yamamoto felt that Tsunayoshi Shinoda was too pitiful. Even a transfer student wanted to bully him.

After class, the sports committee member stood up with a piece of paper in his hand and said, "There's a volleyball match in the afternoon. If you want to participate, you can come and register with me!"

"Huh?

It seems very interesting. "Yamamoto Takeshi slowly stood up.

"Stop him!" The sports committee member shouted in panic.

Everyone stood up instinctively and pushed Takeshi Yamamoto back to his seat.

Takeshi Yamamoto:???

The sports committee member heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Lark's senior will be here today, so he can't be here …"

Everyone immediately understood.

As long as the two of them met, they would start fighting. Although it was Skylark who dodged Yamamoto, if they met, it would definitely be a game of you chasing and I dodging. Furthermore … Yamamoto Takeshi was simply a great killing machine. Any match that he participated in was practically one-sided. In addition, there was the possibility of him damaging the equipment and the venue …

Therefore, Takeshi Yamamoto appeared in the audience for the volleyball match in the afternoon.

The other classes were surprised, "That guy didn't participate?"

"That's great!

There's hope for victory! "

"No, no, no. Lark's senior will be here today. No matter how I think about it, he's probably afraid of him damaging the venue and angering Lark …"

"You make a lot of sense …"

Takeshi Yamamoto sat obediently in his seat. His back was slightly bent and he looked a little pitiful from behind.

His expression was hidden in the shadow of his hair. The classmate sitting next to him couldn't help but pat him, "Yamamoto-san?"

No response.

He patted him again, but there was still no response. Just as he was about to pat him one last time, his entire body fell towards him. His head leaned on his shoulder and he fell asleep.

"How did he fall asleep so quickly!" Everyone couldn't help but complain.

There were some good athletes in Grade 1 Class A, but there were only a few of them. With Tsunayoshi Shinoda as their obvious weakness, they were having a hard time and the situation was one-sided.

However, they couldn't say anything because Tsunayoshi Shinoda was giving it his all and playing seriously.

Fortunately, there was Hayato Jōdera, the newcomer, to lead them. Otherwise, they would have lost miserably.

They struggled all the way to the final. At this time, Tsunayoshi Shinoda finally had time to look at Takeshi Yamamoto.

He wanted to let the other party see him working hard … What the hell!

Yamamoto-san, how could you fall asleep leaning on someone's shoulder!!

Sasada Tsunayoshi immediately lost all his strength, and he almost bent forward in frustration.

Lark Kyouya, who was on the second floor of the stadium, saw Takeshi Yamamoto leaning on someone in the crowd. He narrowed his eyes slightly and the surrounding air became colder.

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't wake up until the end of the game. He yawned and left the stadium.

Tsunayoshi Shinoda rejoiced in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't see the scene of him heroically blocking the ball. That was really … a sharp pain in his crotch.

Takeshi Yamamoto found a sink and turned on the tap to wash his face. After turning on the tap, he stretched. "I'm much more awake. Ha —"

There was a sound of something breaking through the air. Takeshi Yamamoto sidestepped the crutch. He looked at Lark, who had come over at some point. He laughed and said, "Lark is still so energetic today!"

"Huh?

I feel like I've said that today. "Takeshi Yamamoto touched his head and nodded seriously." I think I did say that in the morning. "

Lark Kyouya suddenly launched a fierce attack at him. Takeshi Yamamoto ran to the school building with a smile. "Come and chase me!"

It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head to avoid the attack. Lark Kyouya stopped chasing after him after he entered the school building. He narrowed his eyes and swung the duckweed away.

Just as Takeshi Yamamoto picked up his bag and was about to leave, a black-haired baby jumped off his table.

"Ciaosu ~" The baby was wearing a black suit and a big hat.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked up at the ceiling. There was a square gap, which seemed to be the place where the baby came down.

"That's one of my secret passages," the baby said. "To be precise, it's one of my passages in this school."

Takeshi Yamamoto looked down at the baby. "Amazing!"

"You have good taste." The baby nodded with satisfaction. "Do you want to join Penglie?"

"Penglie?" Takeshi Yamamoto was slightly stunned. He felt that the name was a little familiar.

"Five insurances and one housing fund. You can take any leave with pay. As long as the boss doesn't have work, basically every day is a holiday. Travel and accommodation are covered. The only requirement is that you are loyal to the family, protect the boss well, and listen to the boss's orders."

Takeshi Yamamoto remembered what Penglie was. Wasn't it the mission target?

He scratched his head. "The conditions are quite good. It's very tempting. But what does Penglie do?

It's a boss and a family. It doesn't feel like a company. It feels like a place where a triad boss stays. Haha. "

"Surprisingly sharp, Takeshi Yamamoto."

Reborn nodded and admitted generously. "That's right. It's similar to what you think. Penglie is a mafia."

"And it's an old mafia that originated in Italy."

After a few seconds of silence, Takeshi Yamamoto said with some hesitation, "Have you all come to Japan to look for employees in Italy?"

Reborn: "…"

Oh no, this was a bit of a hit. He didn't know how to answer.

Takeshi Yamamoto sat in his seat, crossed his arms and muttered, "Well … although your conditions are very tempting, I can't accept."

"Reason."

"Mafias are all involved in illegal business, right?

I don't want to do things that destroy everyone's happiness. "

"Don't worry about this. We are a proper mafia. We won't do things that harm civilians. If necessary, we will even protect civilians."

As he spoke, Reborn began to explain the history of Penglie to Takeshi Yamamoto. "Penglie was established during the war. Its original philosophy was to protect the people who were persecuted by the war and to give them a stable place to live."

After listening to so much, Takeshi Yamamoto only grasped one key point. "The original philosophy?

Is it still there now? "

"You are very sharp. As for the philosophy, I can only tell you that it still exists."

Reborn took out a scroll, raised it, and showed the content on it to Takeshi Yamamoto. "This is Penglie's genealogy. At the bottom is the current Penglie's successor. You can take a look."

Takeshi Yamamoto directly looked at the bottom. "Well … Kuroda Iaguchi, Kuroda … Tsunayoshi?"

"He is actually the leader of the mafia."

He was a little surprised, but it quickly disappeared. "In that case, there is no problem. I agree to join Penglie."

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled and said, "Because a kind person like Ah Gang will never let the mafia become an existence that destroys everyone's happiness."

His smile was full of trust for Tsunayoshi Shinoda.

"Little Wu from ten years ago?" His sweet voice was a little dissatisfied. "Dino, you are too cunning."

Takeshi Yamamoto shivered subconsciously. "Big brother, you … are a little flirtatious."

The white-haired man was speechless.

Dino turned his head and covered his mouth. "Pfft."

"… Every time we meet, you have to say that to me." The white-haired man's tone was a little helpless. He walked to them and sat down while putting down the tray.

The tray was full of snacks. He picked up a bag of cotton candy and looked at Dino. "How long has Little Wu been here?"

Dino thought for a moment. "Almost five minutes."

"That's a pity."

The white-haired man shrugged and stuffed the cotton candy in his hand into Takeshi Yamamoto's hand. "It's a pity that I can't talk to you this time. Here, a souvenir for you."

"Cotton candy?"

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the cotton candy in his hand and smiled at the man. "Although I don't know who you are, thank you for the souvenir!

You're really a good person! "

The white-haired man said, "… I suddenly received a good person card. My mood is a little strange."

"Well, do me a favor, Little Wu."

The white-haired man smiled maliciously. "If you see a person named Brandy Jessop ten years ago, remember to beat him up. Don't show any mercy ~"

"… Huh?"

Before Takeshi Yamamoto could ask more, the white-haired man went back in with a bang.

Takeshi Yamamoto was a little confused when he thought of the white-haired man's words. Who was Brandy Jessop … Did he have a deep grudge with that man?

Forget it, he didn't want to think about it.

Takeshi Yamamoto opened the door with a katana. "I'm back!"

After that, he lowered his head and changed his shoes. Tsuyoshi Yamamoto seemed to be cooking in the house. When he came out to greet him, he was wearing an apron.

"I've prepared the bath water. Come and eat after you're done."

Tsuyoshi Yamamoto, who came to the entrance, paused and looked at the katana on his shoulder. "It's been sharpened … Where did you get it?"

"A baby gave it to me."

Takeshi Yamamoto answered. He changed his shoes and walked up to his room on the second floor. "Dad, do you have a scabbard?"

Tsuyoshi Yamamoto: "There are a few scabbards in the storage room. See if there's any suitable one."

"Thanks!"

Hearing Takeshi Yamamoto's footsteps as he walked up the stairs, Tsuyoshi Yamamoto took out the photo he always carried with him and gently stroked it. "Mom, your son has grown up."

He sighed. The child had finally picked up the katana again.

At the dining table, Yamamoto and his son were eating.

"Avu …" Tsuyoshi Yamamoto suddenly spoke. "What made you pick up the katana again?"

How many years had it been since he last saw Avu pick up a katana?

He remembered that he was only ten years old when he picked up the katana. Perhaps it was because of his talent, but that child could casually send out a sword aura. He was so scared that he almost choked on his own saliva. It was also at that time that Tsuyoshi Yamamoto tried to teach his son Timely Rain and Ash Swallow Ryu. He discovered that the child had learned it all.

What kind of terrifying talent was this …?

Takeshi Yamamoto, who had learned Timely Rain and Ash Swallow Ryu, stabbed the katana into the ground. "Yo, it's time to seal the katana!"

"After all, it's an era of peace. There shouldn't be a need for it, right?"

The ten-year-old Takeshi Yamamoto crossed his arms behind his head and said with a grin, "It won't be too late to take it out when you really need it."

Tsuyoshi Yamamoto, who was immersed in his memories, was brought out by Takeshi Yamamoto's words.

"Probably … because you joined a family?" Takeshi Yamamoto took a bite of rice and said something shocking, "You joined a mafia called Penglie."

Tsuyoshi Yamamoto almost spat out the rice in his mouth. "… My silly son, were you tricked into joining them?"

Thinking about it, Tsuyoshi Yamamoto felt that it was very likely because his son looked silly and easy to fool.

Moreover, Penglie … Wasn't that the Italian mafia?

Why didn't they stay in Italy and come to Japan to recruit employees?

It had to be said that father and son were indeed father and son. Their way of thinking was very similar.

"No, I joined them willingly."

Takeshi Yamamoto shattered his father's fantasy. "The baby said that they are a proper mafia. They won't do anything illegal. If necessary, they will protect everyone. Also … Penglie was originally established to protect civilians and give them a place to stay."

"So, don't worry, dad."

After saying that, he gave Tsuyoshi Yamamoto a bright smile. "Happiness doesn't come easy. I won't do things that destroy other people's happiness."

"…" Tsuyoshi Yamamoto sighed helplessly. "I know, just do as you see fit."

"My only request is that you don't forget your original intention."

Takeshi Yamamoto nodded. "Of course."

He had experienced so many worlds, and he had never forgotten his original intention.

Brandishing the sword was not to create war, but to stop war.

To protect his family, to protect his companions, and to protect those who were full of hope for the future.

The days gradually moved forward, and before he knew it, it was Christmas Eve. It was already December 24th, but this year's snow still hadn't arrived.

It happened to be Saturday, and there were no classes. Takeshi Yamamoto was eating breakfast when he received a call from Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Okay, tomorrow is Christmas. My family also needs to buy some things, so it's on the way." Knowing that he was going to buy ingredients and decorations for Christmas, Takeshi Yamamoto immediately agreed.

He hung up the phone and stuffed the rest of his breakfast into his mouth. He picked up the plate and put it in the sink. He poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Tsuyoshi Yamamoto who was reading the newspaper, "Dad, is there anything you need to buy?

My friend asked me to accompany him to buy ingredients for tomorrow's festival and decorations to hang on the Christmas tree. "

Tsuyoshi Yamamoto thought for a moment and looked up from the newspaper. "I'll make a list for you."

Five minutes later, Takeshi Yamamoto took a small piece of paper and went out the door.

"Wow!

This is Blue Wave's biscuit!

I'm not giving it to you! "

"Blue Wave!

The biscuit belongs to everyone, you can't take it alone! "

Yamamoto, who had just arrived at the door and didn't have time to press the doorbell, could hear the voices of Blue Wave and Yiping through the door. He thought that Ah Gang's house was as lively as ever and pressed the doorbell.

'Ring — —'

"Ah!

It must be Yamamoto-san, I'll open the door! "With the sound of footsteps, the door was opened.

Tsunayoshi Shinoda, who was holding the doorknob, was overjoyed. "Good morning, Yamamoto-san."

"Good morning, Ah Gang."

Takeshi Yamamoto put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "Tomorrow is Christmas. If we don't go now, we won't be able to enter the mall."

"I know … but we're still waiting for Mr. Dino. We can leave when he drives over." Tsunayoshi Shinoda turned sideways. "Come in and sit for a while."

"Okay."

When he entered the living room, Takeshi Yamamoto found that there were quite a lot of people. Jōdera, Reborn, Blue Wave, Yiping, Xiaochun, himself, Kuroda, and Dino who didn't come. This shopping team was really spectacular!

"Hey, hello!" He raised his hand. "I can hear your voices from outside. It's so lively."

Hayato Jōdera snorted. "Tsk, you idiot is here too."

Haru Miura, who was full of energy, said, "Mr. Yamamoto, good morning!"

Yiping said, "Mr. Yamamoto, good morning."

Reborn leisurely sat on the sofa and drank coffee. "In order to let you sleep a little longer, Stupid Gang specially called you later. What a considerate leader."

"Eh?" Takeshi Yamamoto looked at Tsunayoshi Shinoda, who looked away embarrassedly.

"Yamamoto-san was sleeping and was woken up by me. It's not good …" Sawada Tsunayoshi's ears were slightly red. He scratched his cheek. "I just wanted you to sleep more …"

Takeshi Yamamoto was so touched that he couldn't help but go forward and give Tsunayoshi Shinoda a big hug.

"Ah Gang, you're really super good!" He said happily. "I like you more and more!"

Boom —

Sawada Tsunayoshi, aged 14, died.

Beep beep —

The sound of a car horn came from outside the door. Then everyone heard Dino shouting outside, "I drove the car here. Get in, everyone!"

Nana Shinoda, who had finished her makeup, quickly came downstairs with her bag. She smiled at everyone in the living room. "Children, the shopping has begun!"

"Oh!" After that, they ran to the entrance, put on their shoes, and went out.

Reborn stepped on Sawada Tsunayoshi's face, who was lying on the ground peacefully. "Foolish Principles. Don't play dead. Let's go!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch …" Sawada Tsunayoshi covered his face and got up from the ground miserably. "At least let me savor it a little longer …"

Reborn sneered. "Good for nothing."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "I'm sorry for being so useless!"

Dino didn't just drive one car. Because he felt that there might be a lot of things to buy, he was afraid that one car wouldn't be enough, so he asked his subordinates to drive two cars over.

Tomorrow was Christmas. There were a lot of discounts in the shopping mall. Of course, there were also a lot of people.

"Hey, isn't this Kuroda!"

Yukawa Lehei, who immediately spotted a familiar face, came to their group and clenched his fists. "There's also Yamamoto and Jōdera … the ultimate fate!"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda's lips twitched. "Brother Lehei, you're in good spirits as usual."

"Brother …" Kyoko Sasakawa looked helpless as she said to them, "Brother and I are here to buy things for Christmas. Are you guys here too?"

"Of course!" Haru Miura happily held her arm. "Since we've met, let's go together!"

Hence, there were two more people in the shopping team.

All the women present went shopping together. Takeshi Yamamoto held the list in one hand and pushed the trolley to the wine section.

"Qingjiu, Qingjiu … ah, found it."

He reached out to pick up a bottle from the shelf and placed it in the trolley. As he was about to push the trolley away, he nearly bumped into someone walking towards him.

"That was close, that was close."

Takeshi Yamamoto hurriedly stopped the trolley and heaved a sigh of relief. He looked up at the person he almost hit. "Sorry, you're fine … Eh?"

It was a brown-haired man in a black suit. Other than gentleness in his brown eyes, there was something else that Takeshi Yamamoto couldn't understand.

Most importantly …

Takeshi Yamamoto rubbed his chin. "Sir, you look like the father of a friend of mine."

The brown-haired man was speechless.

Head teacher: Silly child, I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to.

"What —?"

A boy suddenly reacted and shouted, "Damn it, I knew that Qieshima is a male hero. It won't be easy to meet him in the future!"

"No, I must strike first!"

He slammed the table and pounced towards the red-haired young man by the name of Qieshima. "The second button of your shirt is mine!"

His words immediately displeased the others, and the result was them pouncing towards the door as well.

"XX, don't even think about it!

Take my flaming arrow hammer! "

"Pfft!"

"Go away, stinky man!

The second button should belong to us girls! "

"Then, then I'll reluctantly take the third button!"

"I'll take the fourth!"

"I'll take the fifth!"

"I …"

"Since you're all fighting for the button, then I'll reluctantly take the belt."

Qieshima:???

He looked at the group of ferocious classmates and turned to run without thinking.

This is too f * cking scary!

What are you doing to my shirt and pants?!

They clung to the door frame and didn't give way to each other. They stretched out their hands towards Qieshima's back. "Ahhhh, don't go!"

Qieshima was a fifteen-year-old boy. After three years, he finally realized how scary his classmates were.

They want to take my button and belt!

How am I supposed to wear my shirt and pants?

This is too much!

Qieshima turned a corner at the intersection and heard the sound of something shattering. He instinctively turned his head to look.