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The two returned to Dazai's villa.

It was rare to get off work early, and the two leaders were lazy, planning to take a good rest.

Dazai took out a bottle of red wine from his wine cellar, and held it in front of Tsunayoshi like a treasure: "How about the 90-year-old Romanee-Conti?"

"If you are dry red, you won't get drunk so easily, and you can take a rest and indulge once in a while."

Seeing the red wine, Gangji is also a little bit ready to move. As a figure at the level of the godfather of the underworld, Gangji does not have the concept of toasting others.

Reborn himself is willing to evaluate the wine for nothing, but he only lets Tsuna Ji take a sip each time. According to his original words, Tsuna Ji can barely do things well. Drinking some wine is not necessarily the case, of course. strict control.

The guardian of the family is also happy to see that Tsuna is not good at drinking,

As a result, Gang Ji can only occasionally drink a little at his own banquet, and Peng Lie's wine storehouse has almost become the private property of Reborn and the guardians. When you open the wine storehouse door, you can always see acquaintances.

Tsuna even suspected that Reborn was willing to teach him that it was Kudaime who bribed him with alcohol.

So Tsunayoshi quickly agreed to Dazai's invitation.

"But Dazai, can we open such a rare wine so casually?"

Seeing Dazai's rough uncorking and casual sobering movements, Tsunakichi, who was taught by his teacher to treat alcohol like a noble lady, couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, it's okay. In the final analysis, things like wine are produced to drink and get drunk, right?"

Dazai, who poured the wine into the sobering device, replied.

Gang Ji quickly accepted this statement, and those who really love wine will probably condemn this reckless behavior.

After sobering up, Dazai made a phone call and directly ordered a table of dinner to be delivered to his villa.

"It's rare to relax, so get ready, Gangji, you're Italian, right? Just prepare a ceremonial dinner, but Gangji doesn't look like a complete Italian."

Here comes the cliché.

Gang Ji secretly sighed in his heart, but this is not a topic that cannot be discussed. They are still standing on the same front. Gang Ji said calmly,

"Because it is a family business, my Italian blood is actually very small, and I can't even tell that I am of mixed blood. So far most of my life has been spent in Japan."

"That's right. Since it is a family system, then Tsunayoshi can be regarded as the leader of an old-fashioned mafia. After all, the new type of mafia is not divided according to family." Dazai pointed at himself while talking.

"Besides, when I introduced myself, Tsunayoshi said that I am the tenth generation of Vongola." When Dazai said this, he imitated Tsunakichi's serious expression at that time, and put his hands on his chest, pretending With a ring.

Seeing this scene, Tsuna's face was about to boil. Although he didn't realize it when he said it, he was ashamed to be imitated like this.

He waved his hand indiscriminately and refused, Tsuna wanted to forget this memory.

Dazai played with the cups on the table.

"Don't be so shy, you are very handsome, Tsunayoshi at that time." Dazai smiled slightly.

What, Tsunayoshi blushes from being praised, but Dazai actually has Italian blood, right? Such words can be said without changing his face.

"Actually, I became the leader by mistake."

"Really?" Dazai was surprised.

Seeing Dazai's reaction, Tsunayoshi knew that Chuya hadn't said anything about himself.

"it is true."

"You've seen it too, right? The side of me that's useless in the morning. This kind of thing didn't happen occasionally when I was a child, but happened every day."

"Wake up in a hurry every day, on the verge of being late, and roll out of bed or roll down the stairs, which often happens, resulting in bruises and bruises all the time."

Even recalling the unpleasant boyhood, Tsuna is still smiling.

"At that time, I always wondered what I could do when I grew up. I guess I could only be a small employee who was on the verge of leaving."

"But Dazai should be the kind of person who has been very smart since childhood?" Tsunayoshi threw the question to Dazai.

"It should be considered. It is very easy to get full marks after school. No matter which course is easy, the teachers and classmates like me very much." Dazai put down the wine glass he had been playing with for a long time, and shrugged. "Because I was too bored, I sneaked out by myself and was picked up by the previous leader. I became a mafia just like that. Is it considered a mistake?"

No, yours is not good at all.

Suppressing the desire to complain, Tsuna understood why he always felt empty.

Because Dazai was born with everything, a bright mind, a handsome appearance, and a good family background.

But he is also missing everything. The eyes that see through everything prematurely see through the good and evil of human nature. His attractive appearance makes him not lack the admiration and jealousy of others, and his good family background also invisibly adds constraints to him.

The more this is the case, the more Dazai finds that he is different from ordinary people, wandering between good and evil, unable to find the meaning of his life, and spends his every day in a daze.

Gang Ji sighed slightly in his heart, how can I put it this way, this is a special kind of distress that belongs to geniuses.

But this kind of emptiness devours the heart, and the torment he suffers will never be less than being troubled by other troubles. He lacks a kind of motivation to live upwards, and he will not despair or hope.

"Dazai's boyhood was completely opposite to me. My average score in the exam was only ten points, because of my grades and I was too weak at that time. The teacher didn't like me, and some bully classmates deliberately blocked me. Looking back now, I also feel that Times were hard.”

Dazai couldn't imagine that Tsunayoshi could only score more than ten points in the exam.

"Isn't your intuition very accurate? How can you only rely on ten points for that ancestral super intuition?"

"That's it." Tsuna scratched his head and smiled, "Super intuition can only be used on people. So I'm not good at choosing options."

"I still can't imagine that Gang Ji is being bullied and no one notices, how could Gang Ji disappear from everyone?"

"Yes." Tsuna defined himself, "I am a more ordinary existence than ordinary people."

"It's thanks to my tutor Reborn that I became what I am now. Because of him, I can have so many partners and take over the position of mafia leader."

Dazai was about to say something else when the doorbell rang.

The dinner Dazai had ordered arrived.

The subordinates came in orderly and put the dishes on the table one by one.

Now that they entered the house, the subordinates couldn't help but see Tsuna sitting in front of the bar.

Visible to the naked eye, the hand holding the plate trembled slightly, but everyone's quality was good, and they were not so surprised that they dropped the dishes on the ground.

The last thing brought by the person was Gang Ji, so the corners of his mouth twitched.

Those are extra candles and bouquets from the merchant.

What should I say, the current merchant is really considerate, even the preparations for the candlelight dinner are ready.

Putting the candles on the table, the last person looked left and right, but hesitantly took a step forward, and stuffed the large bouquet of roses into Tsunayoshi's arms.

"No, it's not for me." Tsuna refused stiffly.

The burly man holding the rose was also trembling, giving or not giving or not.

Dazai, who saw all this at the door, folded his arms with an expression on his face, and even took out his mobile phone with a "click" to take a picture of the scene of the two people's stalemate.

Seeing that powerful but helpless subordinate, Tsuna still hugged the flower and put it on the bar.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and left the leader's villa at a speed that was followed by evil spirits.

The door closed, and Dazai Shi Shiran came over to show Tsuna Ji the photo he had just taken.

Seeing his troubled face like a bitter gourd, Tsuna reached out to delete it.However, Dazai spun the mobile phone in his hand and quickly put it in his pocket like a magic trick.

The real man-made black history emerges.

"Now that the dishes are served, the wine is almost ready. Mr. Tsunayoshi, would you like to have dinner with me?"

Dazai bent down and stretched out his hand in a very gentlemanly invitation.

I'm not a girl, I don't need to be like this.

Thinking so, Tsunayoshi still extended his hand to accept Dazai's invitation.

Adhering to the spirit of giving as a gift and not wasting it, the two big men faced each other and lit the special candle.

Dazai held the remote control and pressed it, and the entire ceiling slowly opened, revealing the top layer of glass.

Through the glass, the moonlight poured down slowly.

Press the remote control again and all the lights will be turned off.

Now, it becomes a truly romantic candlelight dinner.

Let go of your thoughts for the time being, let go of your temptations, and have dinner together.

Neither of them had the habit of eating and sleeping without talking, and they were still chatting while eating.

The topic is much easier now.

Gang Ji talked about his chihuahua phobia and the horrible experience of being chased and killed by dogs.Dazai echoed the story of how he hated dogs and even ate dog food in front of the dogs.

There are also complaints about the unreasonable degree of the leader's work, and chatting about his stupid subordinates.

Have a drink and enjoy the night view.Even silence has a different kind of harmonious atmosphere.

A little drunk, Dazai raised his glass and said happily, "Oh, this wine is not mine. I stole it from the little man's wine storehouse. I don't know when he will find out."

Tsuna, who was drinking, heard that he almost spit out the wine in his mouth and coughed from choking.

Seeing this, Dazai Tsunakichi patted him on the back like coaxing a child to persuade him not to get excited.

"I'm the leader of the port mafia, and the port mafia's stuff is mine. The little man is a member of the port mafia, so his stuff is mine, and I even pay him the salary."

Dazai's crooked theory didn't convince Tsunaki, but after he drank it all, Tsunaki had to apologize to Zhongyuan Zhongye secretly in his heart.

After drinking a whole bottle, Tsuna, who seldom drank, lay on the ground, looking at the night sky with a blushing face.

"The stars are still beautiful no matter where they are."

Dazai was also lying on the ground looking up, but he didn't make a sound.

Just listening to Gang Ji babbling about some things again, all of them were complaints.

The decision of Gang Ji's subordinates to prohibit Gang Ji from drinking is really wise. After all, Gang Ji is like a child when he is drunk.

Finding no one to chat with, Tsunakichi turned his face around and looked at Dazai with sparkling eyes.

Staring at his face for a while, "Dazai, you will succeed." Tsuna said slowly, "Also, don't cry."

cry?When did I cry.Listening to Tsunakichi's unclear meaning, Dazai denied that his heartstrings trembled when he heard that sentence.

Forget it, and in return for wishing him success, Dazai put Tsunakichi back on his bed in a half-hugging, half-hugging manner.

Good night, sweet dreams.

The author has something to say: Resurrection! !Continue to update daily, hehehe, I always feel that this chapter should be updated at night.

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