Abilities named Huabei

Giorno will go to the trial soon, and I will go back temporarily during this period.Although I don't know how Giorno took over the final trial, but that guy always made me feel at ease by accident, so I didn't ask more about the next thing.

In short—there must be nothing wrong with what Giorno said.After all, that guy is quite smart, and a mere trial might not be able to stump him.

However, Jiaqiu and Meloni were very dissatisfied with my behavior, and when they went back, they all expressed why they were so partial to that blond brat.Holding my pen, I looked at the two of them with a sullen face, and asked in a low voice:

"Then here comes the question, who kicked Giorno out? If he hadn't been kicked out, maybe that guy wouldn't be driving a black car? So there's no such thing as today?"

The two were silent for a moment, as if for a moment they felt that what I said made sense, but they quickly realized it again.

"What!! The two things can't be connected at all!!"

"Well, Jiaqiu don't be angry, look, how can you lose your temper with your boss?"

"Meloni, shut up!!"

"Ahem, actually, I think that guy has potential, so I want to help him." I spread my hands and tried to explain to the two,

"Think about it, a 15-year-old boy has such a big dream, dare to speak out his dream to the person who just chased him in public, he has the heart of Martin Luther King Jr.! What do you think?"

The two fell into silence again, but the eyes they looked at me obviously became [Aren't you an idiot].

"Speaking of which, that guy just now was Bucciarati, right? I remember you sneaked into their group before?" Meloni asked curiously.

"Yes, Bugarati is not bad." I nodded, "If it is possible to subdue the enthusiasm in the future, I really want to be friends with him on an equal basis."

"Tch, I want to subdue the enthusiasm...you really dare to talk big." Jiaqiu said with a snort.

"I'm serious." I looked at him, but there was no trace of a smile in my tone, as if stating an established fact.

"If I don't do it within half a month, then I will apologize with death. In this case, you should be able to trust my plan, right?"

——Anyway, I haven’t completed the task in half a month, so the body is probably too cold. It seems harmless to set a flag a little bit, but my words are obviously very useful. After I finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of Jiaqiu and Meroni gradually There was silence, obviously they all knew that I was not the kind of person who likes to speak big words casually, so they believed my words.

"If that's the case, it's really an amazing revolution." Jiaqiu scratched his hair and said a little irritably:

"All in all, I'm going back first, and if it's useful to get my place, I'll work hard."

"Then I will leave the freshness of the fruits bought today to Kaqiu-kun~~"

"Don't use your stand-in ability in this kind of place, hey!!!"

After watching Jiaqiu-kun leave, Meloni passed by my side and whispered in my ear:

"Are you really sure about this matter? Now I don't see any advantage."

"I won't say things that I'm not sure about." I waved my fingers, my brows and eyes gradually stretched, and there seemed to be a gleam of excitement in my closed eyes.

"So trust me, as my subordinate, shouldn't it be a matter of course to trust your boss?"

Sure enough, the majesty established is not enough. I always feel that they treat me more like a child, which is not okay.It's too bad a boss who can't bring confidence to his subordinates.

"Is it okay to tell others about this?" Meloni asked.

"Of course it doesn't matter." I nodded, but I thought about pointing my finger not far away,

"But everyone I want to eavesdrop on should have heard it, so you don't need to tell others."

"Wow......"

As soon as Meloni finished speaking, there was the sound of something falling down from behind the wall, but it disappeared with a rustle.

Well, I'm still curious, those guys... But it's good to let them hear and be able to set their morale.

As I expected, in just a few hours, this matter was basically spread throughout the organization, and even Reborn pushed open the office door and asked straightforwardly:

"Is it really okay to directly set up that kind of flag? You must know that your words and deeds are very important to them."

"No problem, didn't I say that I wouldn't say things I'm not sure about?" I moved my fingers, pulled a book out of the shelf, and put it on the table.It was a very ornate book, even with gold edging around the edges.

"This is the Bible?" Reborn recognized it at a glance, "Why, I haven't heard that you still believe in Christianity."

"Hahahaha, how is it possible, I am an atheist. This is just a thick book, don't you think it is very suitable for hiding things?"

I was talking excitedly, while opening the book, I reached out and pulled out a piece of paper, pulling out a corner slightly.

"This is a will, I put it on page 44. If I accidentally get cold, I will leave this to you to help me. Remember to tell the tea party. And my subordinates."

After hearing what I said, Reborn was obviously taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting me to say that suddenly.

"...You guy, it turns out that you are not [-]% sure."

"How can that kind of thing be [-]% sure, but think about it, if even the leader seems to have lost all hope, it is even more impossible to win this gamble." It seemed that something slowly calmed down.

"I originally thought you were confident because you were certain, but I didn't expect it to be because you are not afraid of death at all." Reborn raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face looked angry and funny,

"But is it really okay to trust me so much? Anyway, I can barely count as your ally. If something happens to you, I will use your will to do something terrible—"

"You won't do that." I interrupted him, looked into Reborn's dark eyes, and said seriously:

"If you really wanted to do that, you wouldn't say it like that. And ah reborn...we've been acquainted for some time, remember, when we first met you weren't friends Rented a door consultant, but an ordinary Sicilian killer?"

"Ah, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." When this matter was mentioned, Reborn's face darkened slightly, and he stretched out his hand to press his hat.

"I even forgot, you guy was once a famous killer in Sicily, but everyone has forgotten it."

"That was all so many years ago...... You can still remember." I drooped my head, looking extraordinarily listless,

"After all, it's what happened. Even if you put on that innocent face, it's useless. The damned person is still dead. Some things can't be left behind if you just run away."

"I didn't run away. As the saying goes, you have to pay it back. Seeing how miserable I am, it's probably time to pay it back."

"You're not nervous at all." Reborn evoked a cute smile, but looking at it somehow made people feel chills down the spine.

"Well, even if I owe you the favor you gave me back then, after all, you are one of the rare people who can be called [my friend]."

"Ah? So you still remember!" I was startled, "I thought a guy like you would definitely forget it!"

"Don't compare me to that idiot Dino, I don't forget things casually."

"Thank you anyway." I jumped off the chair, "If I don't die this time, I will ask you for help next time, just like you said, you are a man who owes me favors !” Although I don’t remember what I owed.

"It's not good behavior to push an inch. But I accept it."

"Then please, dear Reborn-kun~~~"

After a long conversation with Reborn, I temporarily separated from Reborn.The results of the chat are satisfactory.

Although this still can't hide the nature of reborn ghosts and S.

Right now, the Camorra organization and enthusiasm are still struggling openly and secretly, basically it's just some departments making small troubles, and it's not a big deal at all.

——Generally speaking, when encountering an organization like ours, the normal situation should be to eliminate it immediately. I even made a lot of preparations.But until now, Enthusiasm has not made further preparations, which makes people very puzzled.

Generally speaking, there are two explanations for this situation. One is that the opponent's organization is too strong, and it takes a long time to think about it before coming up with a countermeasure.However, the Camorra Organization is obviously just an organization that has just been established, and it is not a [powerful organization] no matter what, so this should be excluded.

As for the second point, it is that we have encountered more important matters that have forced us to attack our organization, and we need to prioritize them.

There is some truth to such thinking, after all, Mr. Reborn also provided me with new news, that is, a very high-level task that Enthusiasm Organization will take over, [Bring back the boss's daughter].

In any case, this task is above other tasks, which shows that the enthusiastic boss attaches great importance to this task, even more than dealing with other foreign organizations that try to usurp the throne.It seems that the enthusiastic boss is unexpectedly a person who loves his daughter, which inexplicably gave me a good impression.

But no matter what, there is only one thing I have to do, and that is to defeat the boss.So I have to intervene in this matter.

But how to intervene is a serious question... Anyway, Porpo is still my boss, if I can intervene casually, then Bugarati can replace Porpo.There is only one way for such a hypothesis to succeed, and that is to let Borbo cool off.

...It's so difficult, it feels more difficult than being a killer.

Speaking of which, I met reborn because of a task issued by Huabei.At that time, I just started to have my own consciousness, and I just started to accept the task of Huabei.One of the missions was to go to Sicily as a professional killer for four months.Although it was only a short period of four months, I also met a lot of good people during that time, and reborn is one of them.

At that time, Reborn was still just a young rookie killer, but even at that time, he was already much better than many people.We met in the wind and sand, even if we were separated by more than 100 meters, we could still feel each other's tense breathing.

That time we happened to be in a hostile relationship, but the two of them unexpectedly didn't make a move, probably because they both realized that the other party was not easy to deal with.In the end, both of them failed to solve the goal, and went back in disgrace.

When we met again, it was in a bar where the mafia gathered. I was sitting in the corner to rest. I was poor at the time and had just been kicked out by the landlord. The lemon is almost soaked under the washing, and it is still contributing every trace of sugar in the body bit by bit.

At that time, Reborn came to me and sat down. He recognized me at a glance, stared at the lemonade in my hand with disgust, and asked:

"Let me buy you a drink."

"Are you inviting me?" I looked him up and down. Although this guy was dressed in a low-key way, he knew that the clothes were expensive.It's also the mafia, but I feel like I'm a bit worse off.

"Yes, but if you can drink me down, I can cover your food expenses for the next month." Reborn looked at me with interest, "In turn, you have to work hard for me, what do you think? "

Although I could feel the joking element in the other party's tone, I was still very moved. I felt that there were not many such good people in this world, so I happily agreed.A few hours later, I dragged the half-drunk Mr. Reborn out of the bar, and the two of us were blowing the wind by the sea of ​​Naples together, and my brain was finally sober.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, and for a while, there was only the sound of waves beating against the shore, one after another, like plucking the strings of a piano, which could calm people's hearts.

"You are amazing." The black-haired man held his hat and whispered,

"Whether it's being a killer or drinking."

"Don't say that, I don't want to have any achievements in these two aspects." I felt wronged and threw the stone into the water. After the stone was thrown into the water, there was a wave of waves, and finally returned to calm.

"What's your name?" Reborn asked suddenly, he raised his head slightly to look at me, there seemed to be a bit of interest in those long and narrow eyes, his pretty thin lips were slightly pursed, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"That... I have too many names and I can't remember them for a while, hiccup~" I hiccupped and continued:

"Is it okay for me to tell you when you get acquainted with me later?"

"Oh? What do you think [familiarity] is?"

"Well--" Hearing the other party's question, I raised my chin and thought carefully, and said:

"I'll tell you when you become my good friend, isn't that too much?"

"..."

In short, this is the initial mode of getting along with Reborn. Although it is not very intense, it is an unexpected coincidence.Our two personalities are quite similar, we both have the S attribute and we have a lot of common topics. Because of work, we often cooperate. Over time, we got acquainted and became a wonderful existence called [friend].

Then four months passed, and I said goodbye to Reborn, and I never saw each other except for letters and phone calls.

"Merlin, I heard that there seems to be a newcomer coming today. I don't know what kind of newcomer it is!"

Mista, who just got the new news, talked to me excitedly on the road, and while drinking fresh lemonade, I muttered casually, but my thoughts drifted away.

——Most of them are thinking about how to get rid of Porpo, but even if Borbo is removed, it seems that there is no guarantee that Bugarati will definitely be in the position...There are too many people peeping at that position If it is too obvious, it will make Bucciarati suspected of murder, so it is very difficult from various aspects.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Did you listen to me?"

—or commit suicide in the guise of Polpo?But if someone as capable as Apache appears, it will be troublesome, right?You can find out your true identity if you just flip the tape...

"I said Merlin!!!"

A pair of slightly rough hands opened bows on both sides of my face at the same time, the stretching pain of the muscles made me grin my teeth in pain for a moment, and scratched Mista's face with a paw.

"Mista, what are you bastard doing? Hey! How can you be like this! You suddenly pulled someone's face when you have nothing to do!!"

"It's you who have been in a daze all the time, okay! Anyway, listen to me!" Mista put down her hand aggrievedly,

"Speaking of which, your mental state is not very good these days, have you been dumped? It's all right, if you don't go to the old one, you won't get the new one! You will always find a better one..."

"So what is it about me that makes you feel like you were dumped by your girlfriend..."

After explaining countless times that I was really fine, Mista finally let me go, but I guess it was more likely because of the newcomer—although I already knew who the newcomer was.

It seems that Giorno has passed the test of Borbo, otherwise Mista would not have gotten relevant news.According to my understanding, for the new members, Buccarati should be [as long as they are recognized as companions] or something, while Mista and Nalanga should be the most acceptable, Fugo may be a little vigilant , the most difficult to accept should be Apache, that guy only recognized me after a while, and he always has a bad face on weekdays.Although he is a good person...

I hope Giorno can quickly adapt to life here.

When I came to the dining room, Nalanga was sitting there as always, writing elementary school math problems, because he never went to school when he was young. Although Nalanga was older than Fuge, he was basically half illiterate.Fuge, who is younger than Nalanga, is a legendary genius. He has gone to university before he is an adult. Although he has dropped out of school, it cannot be denied that he is outstanding.

"Why did you send four strawberry cakes! Doesn't that guy know that four is an unlucky number!!"

When he saw the four pieces of strawberry cake brought by the chef, Mista showed a desperate expression on his face, while I looked at him inexplicably and said:

"Isn't it okay to have four cakes? Your requirements are really harsh."

As he said that, he took away a piece of cake, and Apache took another piece at the same time. When we raised our heads at the same time, the guy snorted arrogantly, straightened up, and stopped talking to me.

...You are so arrogant, I didn't say anything about you...

"Ahhh!! How to do this question!! Mei—Lin—! Is there really no solution?"

Nalanga was lying on the table exhaustedly, with despair written all over his face, probably because he felt that he would never be able to finish this homework in his lifetime.

"Let me see...the questions are all very simple." I glanced casually, seeing Fuge's face that was almost darkened by half, and almost understood why the other party was angry.

In order to prevent Fuge from being violent again and turning the whole table over, I grabbed the pen in Nalanga's hand and sat a little closer.

"Let me teach you! First is this, and then this... You see, you haven't moved forward by one, so if you add one, you can get it done."

"Then why is this question wrong?"

"This is just a simple mistake of addition for multiplication, and you recalculate yourself."

......

"You are really patient. I don't see that you can teach others."

When I got Nalanga to sit next to Apache, the latter leaned on the chair with earphones and squinted and said.

"Hey, hey! Someone told you that it's impolite to talk to people while wearing earphones!" I frowned and reached out to take off his earphones.

"You bastard! Give me back the headphones!"

"I'll pay you back if you can beat me~ It's rare to find a little bit of a different expression on your face!"

"You bastard!!"

"What the hell are you doing!! Didn't you tell you to be quiet when you are in the restaurant!! Are you planning to demolish this place directly!!!"

Just one second before Apache and I were about to fight, the voice of a man full of spirit suddenly sounded, like a dean with a strong deterrent effect.Everyone on the spot was silent for an instant.

I saw Giorno standing next to Bucciarati at a glance. He was standing next to Bucciarati obediently. He seemed to be looking at us curiously. There seemed to be a flash of surprise, and then it returned to normal.

"This is a new member, his name is Giorno Giovanna, and he is a member of our team from today." Bugarati said, but the clerk stopped Bugarati at this critical moment. Galati said someone was looking for him.

"Then you guys get along well first, don't bully the newcomers, I'll go there first."

After admonishing, Bugarati left the room, and only Giorno was left at the table. He introduced himself very politely, with a modest smile on his face, as if he was Bugarati. The teacher's favorite student.

Such a provocation, the delinquent Yangko troupe were naturally a little upset, probably because they couldn't bear the well-behaved transfer students being liked by the class teacher, and the delinquents began to discuss with their eyes how to bully Qiao Luno.

I sighed about the injustice of fate, but I glanced down without paying attention. This glance was worth it, and I almost fell to the ground without the cake in my hand.

"Aaaaaapaki you??"

This guy actually did that kind of thing again! !What are you pouring into the teapot! !If the boss didn't know what the teapot used to hold, he would probably collapse on the spot! !

"...Have you considered the teapot's feelings?" I looked at Apache with a complicated expression.

"Do you see that I have considered your feelings?"

Well, you won.Sorry Giorno, I can only help you so far.

"Since you are a newcomer, let's sit down and have a cup of tea." Apache put the teapot on the table as if nothing had happened, with a malicious smile on his face.

"After drinking this cup of tea, we are a group of people who share weal and woe. Since you choose to trust us, let's drink it."

The faces of the people around changed somewhat, and under my crazy prompt, Giorno seemed to understand something, and his face became a little ugly.

Apparently he understood that the group wasn't going to take him in right away.

"What's the matter? Why don't you drink it? Could it be that you don't want to accept the tea that senior poured for you?" Apache asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, I just remembered that I still have some souvenirs to give to seniors." Giorno didn't change his face, and put a bag on the table,

"These are the presents I brought to all seniors, I hope you will like them."

After cleverly changing the subject, I also saw clearly what Giorno was holding in his hand. If I read correctly, those things should be canned Swedish herring, cherry cola and stinky tofu. If I guessed right, those It should be the special food in the restaurant opened by the boss... In short, it is not edible.

This guy, finally learned badly.

The author has something to say: Rongrong was brought down by the boss! ! (convinced)

In fact, although the boss doesn't appear often, he has been observing in secret for a long time!As long as you don't take the initiative to destroy the original prophecy, you can control the future. It's also because of this that the boss has always used excuses to not show up WW

Brother Cha's tea is still cold in the end—(Dumbledore shakes his head)

My Mostima large plane crashed, the small one was shipped, and I shed tears of grief...