[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

"So that's it. Not only do you want to hold a birthday party, but you also have to hold it with great vigor and excitement, inviting all the celebrities from the Italian upper class?"

"Probably not many people in Italy will come... Last time, the marriage rate rose a wave because of the Jiudaimu agent's hate marriage."

"Then expand the target to all of Europe, and also to the United States."

"...not many people will come."

"Then write on the invitation, 'The success rate of assassination in the world is the highest in the world, Vengley's independent assassination unit, Balian, please.'"

"...Is this a threat, Scovalo, is this a threat?!"

"Shut up, Lusilia, as long as we can marry Jiudaime as a proxy, we can continue our plan! It doesn't matter who it is! Just take advantage of it and marry that woman!"

"That's right! As long as you marry Peng Lie's ninth generation as an agent! Boss will be able to become the tenth generation as a matter of course—oooh!" Levi's voice just raised a little when he was smashed in the face by a leather shoe.

"It's so noisy, idiot!" Xanxus, who was originally sitting on the side with his eyes closed, roared.

"Boss—" Levi held the leather shoes that hit his face.

In the next second, another leather shoe made intimate contact with the back of Skuvaro's head without hesitation.

Scovalo: "You bastard boss ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

“放开我！卢斯利亚你放开我！我今天就要揍这个混蛋！我们这么拼死拼活的想把九代目代理那个女人嫁出去到底是为了谁啊！放开我——”

Xanxus turned a deaf ear to the growl of the leader of the special operations team of his "marry the Kudaime agent", "Meddling waste! How could anyone want that nympho!"

"Luslia, let me go—I'm going to beat him!"

In the early morning of September, Balian still used Skuvalo's roar as an early wake-up call.

But even so, Scuvaro, who has been reduced to Balian's nanny at a young age, worked hard to prepare an invitation list.

Because of the combination's failure in the battle in the Far Eastern Kingdom, and the proper operation of Jiudaime's agent, a large amount of political and economic legacy of the combination in the United States fell into Peng Lie's pocket - it is said that it also includes the former leader of the combination. pretty wife.

Of course, the last one is not sure, it's just hearsay.

This means that the list of people to be invited to the 22nd birthday party of Peng Gelie Jiudaimu's agent has more than doubled than before, not to mention that this time, promising young people who are about the same age as Jiudaimu's agent are invited.

As for whether promising young people will come or not...Skuvalo doesn't believe that he even wrote such obvious words as "Pengelie's independent assassination team, who has the world's highest assassination success rate of [-]% in the world, please" on it, and he still has the guts The fat one dares to accept the invitation and can't shirk it - when the time comes, even if you have a broken body, I will carry you from the hospital on a stretcher.

However, the most irritating thing is that he has been so conscientious, and his boss is as indifferent as a dead fish, and he doesn't even bother to express any opinions.

"But I'm telling the truth... Maybe the Ninth Generation Agent likes younger ones." Luslia touched his chin and said, "There are a lot of cute little boys around her these days..."

"Could it be that you were hit by an adult, and your mind became distorted and turned into a fan?" Levi stood next to Luslia and did exactly the same thing as him.

"She once kindly invited me to join her personal guard." Mamon also put his hand on his chin, and the three of them tilted their heads together.

"Stop it! Don't act like this, it's disgusting!" Scuvaro shouted. "It doesn't matter what kind of things she likes! The point is to marry her! Get her Get married!"

Then he hit the back of the head with a leather shoe.

"It's so noisy! Trash!"

"You bastard boss—"

This time, Scuvaro's hair blowing didn't last long. He suddenly showed the magic of sudden enlightenment. He was detached, he had an epiphany, and he had a flash of inspiration.

"I said...every time I said that I was going to marry the woman who represented Jiudaime, your reaction was very strange."

"...Could it be..."

Of course, he couldn't finish the sentence.

Because of that petite little boss of his family.

Guns drawn.

Coordinates Sicily, Balian Headquarters, Jazz blasting.

On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, in a mansion in New York, Joseph Joestar looked at the invitation in his hand with a serious face.

"Old man, what's the matter?" After graduating from high school, Kujo Jotaro left home and temporarily lived in the United States after graduating from high school and was admitted to a university in the United States. There is a high probability that he will settle in the United States in the future.

"I received a strange invitation." Joseph waved the invitation letter on his hand.

Jotaro stepped forward and snatched the invitation letter and glanced at it, his face gradually darkened.

"Right? What kind of invitation is this? Isn't that 'Independent Assassin's Invitation' really a threat? It's a threat, right? It's a threat of 'we'll kill you if you don't come'? What is this? Who came up with the invitation? Is your Italian mafia boss celebrating his birthday so blatantly?" Joseph Joestar complained, "What kind of birthday party is this? You have to bring unmarried males over 16 and under 25 at home. Family'? Is this the prince who chooses the princess?!"

"..."

"But the old man is really curious... If you don't go, will you really be assassinated?" Joseph's death instincts for many years are ready to move, "Ah, Jotaro, you can concentrate on your studies. It’s fine for the old man to deal with it—what will you say after you give the three arrows you got to the SPW consortium for research?”

"It is consistent with the material of the crater. There are indeed a large number of dormant germs inside, but the intensity is much smaller than that in the crater. It is probably tamed by the earth's climate after polishing and years of dormancy." Cheng. Taro stared at the invitation and answered.

"So that means, just like vaccines, if we further weaken, tame, and inactivate these bacteria, it is very possible to safely create a substitute messenger?" Joseph touched his chin, " Jotaro, don't read, what's so interesting about those few lines."

"Don't think about inactivation or anything like that, just destroy all three arrows," Jotaro said.

"Ok?"

"The person who gave me these three arrows believed that I would not abuse them, so they reached an agreement with me on the condition of these three arrows." Jotaro replied, putting away the invitation and putting it in the windbreaker pocket.

"I see," Joseph nodded while rubbing his chin. "In this world, only a beautiful lady can't live up to her trust. Ah, what about the invitation? Jotaro! Return the invitation!"

"I took it for you and threw it away."

"Wait, wait a minute! If the old man doesn't go, what if he is really assassinated!"

"Ah."

"...Are you the old man's own grandson?"

However, neither the smell of sex from the other side of the ocean nor the maintenance funds for Balian's daily blasting can stop Bugarati from sending flowers.

Because it doesn't matter to him, he just needs to send flowers.

Because the venue of the 22nd birthday party of Pengele Jiudaime's agent was scheduled to be held in Naples, the nearby flower shop received a large order, including the flower shop where Bugarati worked part-time.

He can get a lot of leftover flowers every day.

"Hey, little Bruno, are you here again?" The guard in front of Kudaime's agency office greeted him like this, "What flower is it today?"

"It's sweet peas," Bugarati replied.

"Hahaha, I said why do you send flowers to the boss every day? You don't want to pursue the boss, do you?" the guard joked kindly.

Then a elusive figure appeared behind his forehead, "You are not allowed to abscond while guarding."

"Wow - wow! Ai, Master Ace, when did you come?"

"No desertion while on guard! Chatting is strictly prohibited!"

"Yes!" The two guards quickly stood upright, not daring to move.

Then the man named Vanilla Ace set his sights on Bugarati who was holding a large bunch of sweet peas, "Little devil."

"Huh, huh?" Although Bugarati's brain circuit was also very straight, he was subconsciously surprised when he saw Ace without pants, "What's the matter?"

"Sweet pea means 'leaving home' in the language of flowers. It is not suitable for adults who are in a bad mood. Go and replace me with a pot of cineraria. You can't be an adult if you are so careless." When it comes to serving adults, Ace still He raised his chest proudly.

"So that's how it is." Bugarati suddenly realized, "I'll change it right away." Then he ran away with the flowers in his arms.

Ace turned and left satisfied, still feeling that this kid had a bright future.

Guard No. 1: ...Master Ace, do you still understand the language of flowers?

Guard #2: ...unexpectedly...even more disgusting.

Of course, the defamation cannot be known to Vanilla Ace, otherwise he may die.

In the high society in Italy, and even throughout Europe and America, a horror story has been circulating these days-many families with unmarried young men of the right age have received a death invitation.

If you don't go, it will probably be recorded in Balian's death notebook.

The birthday of Pengo Li's witch is not so much a birthday party as a blind date party-is this the prince's choice of concubine? !No, this is a witch robbing the prince!

However, if you don't go, you will die.

Go, maybe people look down on you?There's still a chance, isn't there?

So amidst everyone's trepidation, the date of the birthday party drew closer day by day.

And the last person to receive the news was Peng Lie Jiudaimu's agent himself.

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Looking at the pink gold-gilded Italian invitation card with roses tied in front of me, I can't help but sigh that Scuvaro's aesthetic has become more and more girly (straight?) in recent years.

But the masquerade birthday party...

Great, I can have a reason to wear a beautiful evening dress and a little skirt, happy.

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Ace: As your lord's first servant!What a mere flower language!

Bugarati: There is such a saying! (God enlightenment)

etc!Bubu, don't let him lead you down!

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