sweet heroine

"Ah, I'm sorry, I have other things to do recently, so I can't accompany you." The blond and blue-eyed handsome boy held the phone and involuntarily slowed down his voice to the person on the other end.

The female voice on the other end of the phone spoke as if she was being coquettish, and her voice was softer than ordinary Japanese, and it was almost the same as her face and personality.

It's a kind and innocent little sheep.

"Is Giorno busy recently? That's a pity." The female voice on the other end of the phone was a little disappointed. "I wanted Giorno to take us on a trip. Hey, what should I do? I don't know him when it comes to Italy. speak Italian."

The young man paused, and unexpectedly showed the other party's disappointed face in front of his eyes. It must have wrinkled a cute little face that looked extremely aggrieved.

She is obviously a sister who is 12 years older than herself, but she still loves to act like a spoiled child, like a spoiled kitten, fluffy and cute just standing in the corner.

"However, didn't the boss come alone this time?"

"Hey, yes, I'm going on vacation with my boyfriend this time." There was a hint of shyness in the soft voice of the other party, "He has never been abroad before, so I want to take him out to have fun too."

"Sorry, there are other things that I have been dealing with recently."

"No, Giorno doesn't need to apologize." The woman on the other end of the phone lowered her voice, "I was presumptuous when I wanted to come to Giorno, so Giorno should do his work first, Dazai and I will figure out a solution."

"Sorry." The blond boy apologized like a cat. Although he really had something to do, when he heard the boss like this, he still instinctively wanted to appease the other party's emotions, "If there is a chance, wait until the processing is over This matter will definitely play with you."

"Don't be so reluctant..."

"Anyway, thank you, Giorno."

"No, I'm more sorry here, I can't accompany you."

"Xiaoyou, be careful." A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, and the boy froze for a moment. Is it the boss's boyfriend?However, there is really no way. After the blond boy put down his phone, he only heard the call from his teammates behind him, "Hey, Giorno, what are you doing?"

When he turned around, he only saw the players who had just joined the Bugarati team greeting him carelessly.

Yes, the man who answered the phone is Giorno. This 15-year-old boy has blond hair that is brighter than the bright sunlight, emerald eyes that look like the finest agate, and his handsome features are like those carved out of marble. Like a beautiful boy coming out of an oil painting.

The teenager was wearing rose red clothes, and his broad chest showed his solid figure. He was only 15 years old, but he had a solid chest and a tight figure. Every inch of his body seemed to be a work of art created by God.

This is a handsome young man whose face is red no matter who sees it, and whose whole body exudes hormones.

Standing behind him was a young man wearing a blue plaid shirt on his upper body and a leopard print on his lower body. He frowned, "Who are you calling?"

As for Giorno, who newly joined the PASSIONE (enthusiasm) organization team and went to Venice with them to protect the boss's daughter, even if their team captain Bugarati recognized the man in front of him, it was still very suspicious. Did the phone say the word boss?

As for Giorno, he lowered his head and put away his mobile phone, his eyes also fell on the mobile phone, his emerald eyes flickered, and he said with a gentle expression on his face, "It's a customer I knew before. .”

"...Guest?" Mista looked at the other party in a daze, but saw Giorno put away his phone, and said very seriously, "Let's go, we are going to Venice soon, the boss's Daughter Trixie is still in danger, those guys from the assassination team are coming soon."

Hearing what Giorno said, Mista hummed.

Indeed, they are now facing the pursuit of the assassination team in the Passion Organization.After joining the Passionate Mafia, the boss of the organization has always been a mysterious place. For some unknown purpose, the organization's assassination team hopes to find the boss's woman Trixie, so as to find the trace of the boss.

And all they have to do is protect the boss's daughter and head to Venice.

"Forget it." Mista glanced at his companion Qiao Luno, "It is true that the most important thing now is the matter of the assassination team."

"Those guys have been chasing behind us, and they don't know where they are."

Hearing what the other party said, Giorno also lowered his head to look at his mobile phone, sorry, boss, let's meet again next time.

The most important thing now is to realize his dream and replace the enthusiastic boss as the new mafia boss.

That Trish is indeed indispensable.

At the same time, the assassination team they talked about

station

In the station where people come and go, passing through the crowd, are two young people dressed in strange clothes.One of the green-haired young men looked bloated at first glance, and was extraordinarily eye-catching like a huge carrot. The young man in a furry coat carefully avoided the crowd, desperately trying to catch up with the big brother in his mouth. pace.

"Ah, brother." The green-haired young man wailed from behind, "Brother Proxiet, wait for me."

"Huh?" The young man he called Big Brother Proxiet turned around. It was a tall young man with blond hair in a suit. The other party was wearing a dark two-piece suit, and the pattern of spider webs was densely covered on the other party's body. The man with the obvious collar on his neck turned around, "What, Bessie."

"Do not."

Just when he backed away in fright of becoming a young Bessie, he bumped into a woman standing not far from him.

"Hey?"

Together they looked at the woman who was knocked down by Bessie. It was a young woman wearing a baseball cap and a polo skirt.The other party has long black hair like ink, and a slender and petite figure, as if it will fall over when blown by the wind.With slender bones, just standing there is out of place with the people around him.

This is an Asian woman. She seemed to be shaken by Bessie, and the mobile phone in her hand fell directly to the ground, making a clacking sound. She was so young that she almost fell to the ground, and she managed to hold her up. The suitcase on the side just stood up.

The young man with short green hair was so frightened that he didn't dare to vent his breath. The cowardly members of the assassination team held their breath. Only then did they see the woman staggering and standing still, then raised her head and stared at them blankly. Chunguang's fairer and more beautiful face, those dark eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, as if they would shatter if touched lightly.Unlike the plump and passionate Italian women nowadays, this young Asian woman stood there like a little daisy swaying in the morning light.

Weak and beautiful.

The other party still looked at them blankly, and when the corners of their eyes drooped slightly, it made people feel pity.

The Asian woman with both hands on the suitcase and the backpack on her shoulders seemed to have not recovered from the force of the impact just now. Bessie didn't dare to breathe. He hesitated to ask Proxiet for help, "What, Brother, did I crash her?" It looked like an oriental porcelain doll.

Is it a tourist? ?Or Italian Chinese?

"Hey, shut up!" Prometheus scolded his little brother, then frowned, his eyes swept over the other's slender wrist, the man from the Mafia assassination team narrowed his eyes and looked at him, looking It's not like an enemy.

He was silent for a while, and then directly stopped the timid Bessie beside him, "Hey, let's go."

"Hey, big brother." Bessie called out in surprise, and then looked hesitantly at the woman not far away.

The other party tilted his head in doubt, and with her movements, the curly black hair flowed down like this, and when it fell on the side of her face, it looked more black and white, and even the other party's skin felt transparent.

Proxiet was silent for a while, and the man who was about to leave stopped with his pockets in his pocket. He half-bent down to pick up the other person's mobile phone from the ground, and threw it into the other person's arms in front of Bessie.

Under the surprised gaze of the woman, he clicked his tongue, "Let's go, Bessie."

Such a woman, no matter how she looks, is completely different from him, she looks Asian.

The slender man strode forward, and Bessie, who was standing not far from him, exclaimed again, "Brother, wait a minute, wait for me."

"Whispering, at your speed, when will we find those guys." Yes, they still have to find the boss's daughter, Trixie, in order to find the boss and get more resources. This is their purpose.

For this reason, they must find it as soon as possible, and obey the boss's order to protect Trish's Bugarati team.

The footsteps have obviously gone far, but he felt the gaze behind him, and found that the woman was still staring at him stupidly, the woman like a milk cat looked at him ignorantly, in stark contrast to the fashionable Italian women nowadays.

Just standing there makes people feel pity for her as if they are afraid that she will be broken.

Is this an Asian?She doesn't look like an adult yet.

Proxieter put his pockets in his pockets and said the last words, he took his little brother and walked away, "Hey, no matter where you are going, don't go to Venice."

Well, no matter what, the man turned his head to look at the woman standing in the distance holding the mobile phone, hmph, if she tries to die again, he can't be blamed.

After Osamu Dazai came back from buying the ticket, he took the suitcase from the woman's hand, "Ah, I'm exhausted."

When he found that the other party's eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, Osamu Dazai asked suspiciously, "Huh? What's wrong, Yuu."

"Ah, Dazai." Duanmuyou blinked, and turned his head in a dazed expression, "Since just now, a man has been chattering a lot, and I can't understand it at all."

"What's the situation..."

Osamu Dazai hummed, "Forget it, that's right, Yuu, what the tour guide you mentioned just now."

"Ah, him?" Duanmuyou sighed, "He seems to have other things, so he can't come with us."

"That's a pity."

Osamu Dazai smiled without any emotional fluctuations, "Then let's go to Venice quickly." The man's iris-colored eyes fell on the other party, rippling, "I want to travel with Xiaoyou, really I'm looking forward to it."

"Dazai, you're smiling so strangely..."