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In the following period of time, Takeshi Yamamoto really did what he said, "During the period when your companion is not around,

I will protect you. "The promise made Dino feel at ease the entire time.

Considerate, rest assured.

Looking at Dino's rippling expression, Tsunayoshi Shinoda's dead fish eyes became even deader.

Hayato Jōdera was even more afraid of him.

They followed the notice board all the way to the bottom of the waterfall.

Reborn saw them coming.

He waved at them leisurely. "You're finally here."

"How does it feel to be protected?

Dino. "Reborn looked at Dino.

Dino's face was slightly red. He reached out a hand to scratch his hair and nodded vigorously. "A sense of security."

Reborn: "… Why are you blushing?

Look at you! "

Tsunayoshi Shinoda nodded frantically. "Yes, that's right.

Good for you! "

Reborn looked at him. "You have no right to talk about him.

He's embarrassing.

And you're miserable and embarrassing. "

Tsunayoshi Shinoda: "…"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda was finally stripped naked by Reborn and tied to a rock under the waterfall.

The waterfall above continued to flow down. It was winter now. The cold wind and the cold water pierced through the heart.

Reborn sat at the stove table and looked at him. "You have to work hard.

Make Yamamoto look at you in a different light. "

"You make it sound so easy …" Tsunayoshi Shinoda, who was originally full of complaints, stuffed those complaints into his stomach.

Forget it.

He endured it!

He had to let Yamamoto-san see his positive side!

"Come on, Ah Gang!" Takeshi Yamamoto clenched his fists.

He cheered for Tsunayoshi Shinoda.

"Yamamoto-san …" Tsunayoshi Shinoda was touched.

Not waiting for him to be touched for too long.

Takeshi Yamamoto changed the topic. "Ah Gang, you look like a white chicken … I remember that you ate a lot when I was at your house.

Why do you look so weak? "

Tsunayoshi Shinoda said helplessly, "I'm only fourteen.

Moreover, everyone was like that at this age.

I'm not the only one who's like that. "

Takeshi Yamamoto: "… I see."

"I think I might be a fake fourteen-year-old." He pulled up his shirt with a solemn expression.

He revealed his eight-pack abs.

Dino: "…???"

Reborn: "…???"

Hayato Jōdera: "…???"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda: "…???"

It had been more than two months since that training. Until now, Takeshi Yamamoto still remembered their expressions. Even Reborn's hand slipped and spilled the tea.

When he arrived at the school gate, he saw Lark at first glance. He raised his hand and greeted him as usual. "Yo, good morning Lark!"

"…" Lark narrowed his eyes slightly. He glanced at him and then turned his head away, ignoring him.

Lark didn't hit him today!

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the sun in the sky and found that the sun didn't rise from the west. He walked around Lark and finally put his hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever … Are you possessed by aliens?"

Lark's face darkened. He swung his duckweed walking stick at Takeshi Yamamoto.

"Lark is still Lark, he hasn't changed at all!" Takeshi Yamamoto dodged the attack and ran into the school building.

Lark didn't say anything. He looked at the students who were giving each other chocolates and his face darkened.

As soon as Takeshi Yamamoto entered the classroom, he was stunned by the sweet smell of the chocolates.

"Yamamoto-san, please accept my chocolates!"

A group of girls raised their chocolates high. Some of them almost poked Takeshi Yamamoto in the face. He subconsciously leaned back.

"Thank you … But I feel like it will take a long time to finish them."

Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head. He couldn't bear to reject so many people's kindness. He laughed and said, "I feel like my teeth are going to decay. Hahaha."

"If you don't mind, can I eat a little every day?"

They were stunned. Then, their faces were filled with gratitude. "Yamamoto-san … Are you an angel?!"

"Mom, I want to marry this man!"

There was only a thin line between heaven and hell. At this moment, a voice from hell sounded in their ears, "Flock, kill!"

Lark rushed towards them with a cold expression. His eyes were filled with anger. Everyone could even see the thick black … resentment around him.

What the hell? They actually saw resentment in Lark's body!

When Tsunayoshi Shinoda entered the classroom, Takeshi Yamamoto was already drowned in countless chocolates. Ah … Although he had expected this, it was still a little … Forget it.

His shoulders slumped, and his voice was weak, "Good morning, Yamamoto-san."

Takeshi Yamamoto poked his head out from behind the pile of chocolates. "Good morning, Ah Gang!"

"Yamamoto-san is so popular …" Tsunayoshi Shinoda sighed listlessly.

"Is that so?"

Takeshi Yamamoto didn't understand. "I feel that everyone is so enthusiastic today. They gave me so many chocolates. I think I'll have to eat them until next year."

"It's because today is Valentine's Day. Of course everyone is enthusiastic." Tsunayoshi Shinoda said.

"Valentine's Day?"

Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly understood. He opened a packet of chocolates and put it into his mouth. "I really don't understand these strange holidays. Mmm, delicious!"

A girl cupped her face in her hands and looked at Takeshi Yamamoto with a loving gaze. "Aiya, Yamamoto-san is eating my chocolates … Mom is so happy!"

Everyone: "…"

What kind of strange mother fan was this?!

Although girls tended to have more chocolates, half of them thought that Takeshi Yamamoto was a good man, the kind that could be married. These were the girlfriend fans. There was also a group of people who hugged Yamamoto-san and played with others. Such a wonderful existence should be taken care of well. These were the mother fans.

And there was another group … which was very small in number. There were boys among the people who gave him chocolates.

As for what they were thinking, who knew?

When Takeshi Yamamoto returned home that day, he had an extra bag in his hand. It was full of chocolates that he received today. When he saw that they were about to reach a fork in the road, he waved at Tsunayoshi Shinoda. "We'll be leaving first, bye bye ~"

Hayato Jōdera: "Tenth generation leader, see you tomorrow!"

"Ah … see you tomorrow."

Tsunayoshi Shinoda looked at their backs and hesitated for a day. In the end, he couldn't help but chase after them.

"Shan, Yamamoto-san, wait a minute!"

He caught up with the two of them, and when they turned around, he quickly stuffed a heart-shaped box into Yamamoto's hands. "Righteous chocolates!"

Righteous chocolates were chocolates that represented friendship and were usually given to family and friends. However, Takeshi Yamamoto had no concept of this at all. His eyes were filled with the joy of a gift from a friend. "Wow, thank you, Ah Gang!"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda scratched his cheek embarrassedly.

"But I don't have any chocolates for you … I feel a little embarrassed." Takeshi Yamamoto looked distressed.

Tsunayoshi Shinoda hurriedly waved his hands. "It's okay, Yamamoto-san!

This is a gift from me. You don't have to return the gift! "

"As expected, Ah Gang, you still feel that you're at a disadvantage." Takeshi Yamamoto thought for a few seconds, and his eyes lit up. "I got it!"

He stepped forward and gave Tsunayoshi Shinoda a big hug, and patted him hard on the back. "A hug from a friend!

I'll use this to express my gratitude to Ah Gang. "

After saying that, he let go of his hand and grinned at Tsunayoshi Shinoda. The latter covered his face and ran away.

Takeshi Yamamoto: "…"

He turned to look at the silent Hayato Jōdera. "Did I hurt him?"

"Tsk."

Hayato Jōdera glared at Takeshi Yamamoto, put his hands in his pockets, and turned to walk away, leaving Yamamoto alone in the same place with a face full of question marks.

However, after taking a few steps, he pulled out something from his pocket and casually threw it to Takeshi Yamamoto. "Take it."

Takeshi Yamamoto caught it and found that it was still a box of chocolates. This time, he learned by himself. He looked at Hayato Jōdera gratefully. "Righteous chocolates?

Thank you, Jōdera! "

After saying that, he opened his arms and ran towards Hayato Jōdera.

"Stupid, idiot!

Don't come over! "Hayato Jōdera turned around and ran away without thinking.

"Eh?

Don't run, Hayato. Give me a hug as a friend! "

"Who allowed you to call me Hayato!?

Damn it, you idiot, why are you running so fast? Don't come over! "

In the end, Takeshi Yamamoto was mercilessly shut out by Hayato Jōdera. He scratched his head and helplessly walked back to his house.

The curtains on the second floor opened a little. After seeing that someone had left, Hayato Jōdera slowly sat down on the ground.

"Who wants to give you a hug as a friend … Idiot."

Takeshi Yamamoto came to the door of his house. Before he could turn the doorknob, he turned his head and looked at the decorative bushes next to him. "Is there a guest?"

A moment later, a boy with light brown hair and a scarf walked out from the bushes. He flashed a smile at Yamamoto Takeshi. "You're worthy of being called Yamamoto's Big Brother, who ranks number one in terms of comprehensive ability in the new mafia."

Takeshi Yamamoto: "… Ah?"

The boy stepped forward and grabbed Yamamoto's clothes. He looked up at him with pleading eyes. "I'm Feng Tai from Italy. If possible, can you take me in for a while?"

"Of course."

Yamamoto Takeshi nodded without the slightest hesitation. He bent down and removed the leaves that stuck to Kaze's body. Finally, he patted his head. "Alright, follow me into the house."

After that, he took the initiative to take Feng Tai's hand and led him into the house.

Feng Tai looked up at Takeshi Yamamoto. "Can you really agree without asking for the reason?"

"Why not?

You're younger than me. Isn't it normal for the older to take care of the younger? "

Takeshi Yamamoto turned his head and closed the door. Then he looked at Feng Tai. "Wait, I'll get you a pair of slippers."

After that, he ran upstairs and quickly put a new pair of slippers in front of Feng Tai. "It's a little big. Make do with it for today. I'll take you to buy the right size tomorrow."

Feng Tai looked at Takeshi Yamamoto and couldn't help but give him a hug. "Thank you, Brother Yamamoto!"

"No wonder you're the best brother other than the mafia. I really hope to have a brother like Brother Yamamoto!"

Takeshi Yamamoto suddenly thought of his sister. His gaze was gentle. He smiled and reached out to rub Feng Tai's hair. "I might not be a good brother."

Feng Tai quickly denied. "No!

Brother Yamamoto is the best brother in the world. Don't deny yourself! "

"Thank you." Yamamoto rubbed Feng Tai's head and sighed in his heart.

If he was a good brother, how could he let his sister die?