In the following period of time, Yamamoto Takeshi really fulfilled his promise of 'during this period of time when your companions are not around, I'll protect you'. This made Dino feel at ease, considerate, and at ease.

Looking at Dino's expression, Tsunayoshi Shinoda's dead fish eyes became even more lifeless. Hayato Jōdera was even more afraid of him.

They followed the sign all the way to the bottom of the waterfall. When Reborn saw them, he waved at them leisurely. "You're finally here."

"How does it feel to be protected?

Dino. "Reborn looked at Dino.

Dino blushed slightly. He scratched his head and nodded vigorously. "It feels so safe."

Reborn said, "… Why are you blushing?

Look at you! "

Tsunayoshi Shinoda nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, I'm promising!"

Reborn looked at him. "You have no right to criticize him. He's embarrassing, but you're miserable and embarrassing."

Tsunayoshi Shinoda was speechless.

In the end, Tsunayoshi Shinoda was stripped naked by Reborn and tied to a rock at the bottom of the waterfall with a rope. The waterfall above flowed continuously. It was winter now. The cold wind and the cold water made one's heart soar.

Reborn sat at the stove and looked at him. "Work hard and make Yamamoto see you in a new light."

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

Forget it, he'll endure it!

He must let Yamamoto-san see his positive side!

"Come on, Ah Gang!" Takeshi Yamamoto clenched his fist and cheered for Tsunayoshi Shinoda.

"Yamamoto-san …" Tsunayoshi Shinoda was touched.

Not waiting for him to be moved for too long, Yamamoto Takeshi changed the topic. "Ah Gang, you look like a boiled chicken … I remember when I was at your house, you ate a lot, didn't you?

Why do you look so weak? "

Tsunayoshi Shinoda looked helpless. "I'm only fourteen years old. Besides, everyone is like this at this age. I'm not the only one."

Takeshi Yamamoto: "… I see."

"I think I might be a fake fourteen-year-old." He pulled up his shirt with a deep expression, revealing his eight-pack abs.

Dino: "…???"

Reborn: "…???"

Hayato Jōdera: "…???"

Tsunayoshi Shinoda: "…???"

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

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

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

What a shock. Lark didn't hit him today!

Yamamoto Takeshi looked at the sun in the sky and discovered that the sun did not rise from the west. He circled around Skylark and finally placed his hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever … could it be that you have been possessed by aliens?"

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

"Lark is still Lark. You haven'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.

"Yamamoto-san, please accept my chocolates!"

A group of girls raised their chocolates high. Some of them almost poked Takeshi Yamamoto in the face, causing him to subconsciously lean back.

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

Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head. He couldn't bear to reject so many people's kindness. At the same time, he laughed, "I feel like my teeth will decay, hahaha."

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

They were stunned and then moved, "Yamamoto-san … Are you an angel?!"

"Mom, I want to marry this person!"

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

Lark charged at them with a cold face. 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 struggled to poke 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 like everyone is so enthusiastic today. They've given me so much 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 mom fan is 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 mom fans.

There was also a group of people … who were very few in number. They were the boys who mixed in with the chocolates.

As for what they were thinking, no one knew.

When Takeshi Yamamoto returned home that day, he had an extra bag in his hand. It was full of chocolates that he had 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, 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. They were usually given to family and friends, but Takeshi Yamamoto had no concept of this at all. His eyes were full of joy from a friend giving him a gift, "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 hand, "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 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 leave, leaving Yamamoto standing there with a puzzled look on his face.

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

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

Thank you, Jōdera! "

As he spoke, he opened his arms and ran towards Hayato Jōdera.

"Stupid, idiot!

Don't come over! "Hayato Jōdera turned and ran 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, "… Huh?"

The boy stepped forward and grabbed Yamamoto's clothes. He looked up at him with pleading eyes, "I'm Feng Tai from Italy. If it's 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 Feng Tai's hand and led him into the house.

Feng Tai looked up at Takeshi Yamamoto, "Can you really promise me 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? "

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

After saying 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. Tomorrow, I'll take you to buy a suitable size for you."

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

"You're indeed 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! "

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