How Slime Becomes a Big Boss! ?

It rained last night, which made the air very humid the next morning, and the whole Honmaru seemed to have a new look.

Lying on the cushion, Limulu, the god of the underworld, opened his eyes after hearing the sound of footsteps outside the door, and knew that this was today's valet coming to 'work'.

The door was gently pushed open, and Sosan Zuomonji, dressed in a pink and blue striped kimono, knelt outside and the flowers on his sleeves swayed slightly with his movements.

So beautiful... Limuru sighed inwardly.Unlike Honmaru's Mikazuki Zongjin, whose beauty is outstanding, the beauty of Zongsanzuo's writing is a kind of fragile beauty...although it doesn't have the feeling of pity.

"My lord, good morning." Zong San Zuowenwen whispered softly, "This week we, Zuowenwen, will be your servants."

"Morning, Zongzo." Limuru jumped off the cushion, regained his human form, and came to the door.

Rimuru, who seems to be exceptionally talented in recognizing people, has already matched the names and appearances of the fusangshen in Honmaru one by one, and he can be said to have a certain understanding of Zong Sanzuo's writing.

Zuo Wenwen's family and Sanren are all of the quieter type in Honmaru. They often stay in their own room, and sometimes they can look at a flower for a long time.

Limru would often revert to his slime form and go to Zuowen’s room to stay for a while, putting aside distracting thoughts and feeling the rare peace in his heart.

Because of this, Limlu thinks that he and Zuo Wenwen's family get along very well.

"I'll drive you to school today." Zongsan lowered his eyes slightly, got up and said to Limulu.

"Have you also gone to take the driver's license test?" Limulu was a little surprised, because Zongsan Zuowenzi, or Zuowenzi's family, did not give him the feeling that he would come into contact with the products of human society.

"Yes, it's not difficult to test things like a driver's license." Zong San Zuowen revealed a faint smile, but there was a bit of arrogance in his tone.

Isn't it difficult to take the test... Recalling the self when he was taking the driver's license test in his previous life, Li Mulu couldn't help but sigh—hey, people are really more angry than others.

Li Mulu took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, threw all other thoughts aside, and said to Zong Sanzuo with a smile on his face, "The weather is so good today, it's too much not to move your body." Pity!"

He walked into the courtyard and stretched his waist facing the lush green fields.

Limulu stretched his arms, twisted his waist a few times, stretched his neck, picked up the gymnastics he learned in elementary school, and did these movements seriously.

"My lord, are you..." Why did you dance such an unsightly dance?

"This is gymnastics, a kind of gymnastics that human beings learn when they are in elementary school."

Zong San Zuowen nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.Although in his opinion, these movements can only be regarded as stretching the body, and they have no effect on strengthening the body at all.

"Master Limuru!"

Shion with a graceful figure in a purple suit ran towards them, and Limuru waved to her, "You woke up so early, Zion."

"Because Ziyuan wants to see you sooner!"

I guess that's it, Limuru thought helplessly.

"You should know each other, right?" Limulu glanced at the two of them, a little uncertain.

"Is it Jiang Xuezuo's writing? After all, they are Lord Limulu's subordinates, of course I will remember their names." Speaking of the latter, Ziyuan's tone was a little more showy.

"Miss Ziyuan, I am Zong San Zuo Wenwen. Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen is my elder brother." Zong San Zuo Wenwen corrected Zi Yuan's words as usual, but he was not angry because Zi Yuan called his name wrong.

"...I'm sorry." Although she was already very attentive, she was indeed not very good at remembering names.

"It's nothing, after all, our time together is still short."

Seeing that the two could get along so harmoniously, Limru couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Limuru-sama, did I hear that you are going to become the devil king in this world again!?" Shion said emotionally.

"what?"

"It was the human who said that Limuru would become the devil king in this world, or set up some kind of family?" Ziyuan touched the big knife on his back, full of fighting spirit in an instant, "Please rest assured, Ziyuan will never Let you down!"

What a disappointment! ?wrong……

"If you become a devil king in this world, you will be ridiculed as a second child... After all, it is an option. Compared with becoming a devil king again, it is better to establish a Mafia family."

"What does the Mafia family do?" Zong San Zuowen asked with some doubts.Ziyuan didn't understand this either.

"that is……"

"It is an organization that does all kinds of crimes, including killing, wounding, looting, pornography, gambling, and drugs, and wanders in a black environment." Of course, the person who said this was not Limuru, but Osamu Dazai who had been hanging from the beam for an unknown amount of time.

"Huh? It's this kind of organization..." Zi Yuan nodded thoughtfully, completely ignoring Dazai Osamu who was hanging on the beam with an increasingly painful expression.

In the end, Sosan Zuowen used his own body to cut off the rope, interrupting another suicide by Osamu Dazai.

"Cough cough, cough! Huh... saved!" Osamu Dazai put his hand on his neck and said with a sigh of relief.

"Wouldn't it be better not to hang yourself in the first place?" Limulu said a little speechlessly.

"Because this beam is so perfect, I can't help it..." Dazai Osamu looked like he was tempted by this beam.

"Actually, even if you set up the Mafia family, you don't necessarily have to do those things, right?" Limulu brought the topic back to the establishment of the Mafia family. "I remember that Mafia at the port is rarely involved in the porn and drug industry, right?"

Although there is a lot of killing and looting, the port Mafia hardly involves pornography and poison.

"It's just not doing it in Yokohama." Osamu Dazai had an expression of 'you are so naive'.

These black incomes are the largest source of income for a family, unless it is a large family like Pengelie, and such a family has accumulated economic accumulation for centuries before they can completely throw away those black transactions in their hands—— In fact, Vengley did not completely throw away those deals.

"What does it take to start a family?" Limuru squatted down, picked a tomato from the field, and asked with a bite.

"Manpower, money and power."

"Money and influence can be obtained slowly, but we already have enough manpower, not to mention our combat effectiveness, we are very strong." Li Mulu said.

"In the final analysis, the establishment of the Mafia family is a very general concept, right? I stand here and announce that we are a Mafia family at this moment, so it can be regarded as established? Does it mean that we still need-"

[Complete the task - create a Mafia family. ]

"..." Limulu froze.

"Pfft hahahahaha!!!" Unlike Limuru's stiff expression, Osamu Dazai was about to lose his strength from laughing, and he obviously got the fact that they had completed the task from Limuru's expression.

"Master Limuru?"

"It's nothing... I just didn't expect this task to be completed so easily." He smiled stiffly.

[Acquire reward - Tempest family certification. ] The tone of the great sage was as calm as ever and without any ups and downs.

What is Tempest Family Certification?It feels a bit like the feeling of setting up a guild in the game.

[With the help of world awareness, the Mafia family founded by Limuru will be legitimately recognized. ]

"what……?"

[The Mafia family in the United States, the twelfth generation leader of the Igor family died unexpectedly, and there was no heir before his death. Under the coordination of the world consciousness, Limuru will become the thirteenth generation leader appointed by the Igor family The Gore family officially changes its name to the Turnpest family. ]

"My lord, did something happen?" Those who couldn't hear the conversation between the great sage and Limuru could only infer the good or bad of the matter from Limuru's face.

"It's not..." Limuru sighed, "Things are a bit complicated, so I'll talk about them with you when we have breakfast."

He looked at Dazai Osamu, a little uncertainly, "Did you know before? About the Igor family."

"How is that possible? They don't have the ability to predict the future." Osamu Dazai waved his hand with an innocent face.

This guy definitely knows something! !Rimuru puffed up his face, pretending to be a black cat, and threw himself at Dazai's handsome face.

"Ah, does Hei miss your former master so much?" Osamu Dazai, who didn't notice the threat of Limuru whose nails hadn't grown out at all, grabbed the flesh from the back of Limuru's neck and hugged him in arms.

"That's not it!" Limuru, who failed in the sneak attack, had all his hair blown up, struggling in Dazai Osamu's hands.

Rubbing his chin and smoothing the hair on his chest, Limulu lost his breath in an instant, and squinted his eyes and lay on his back to enjoy it.

Seeing Limuru in this form for the first time, Shion's eyes were shining, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand opposite Dazai Osamu to tease Limuru, who was spread like a cat cake in Dazai Osamu's palm.

"Master Limuru is really cute!" ——Shion, who thought Limuru was super cute no matter what he turned into, covered his face.

"..." Feeling that there were two more pairs of hot gazes around him, Limulu opened his narrowed eyes and looked up slightly.

So it was Diablo and Souei——

Speaking of which, Souei seems to be a cat lover too.

Rimuru turned over clumsily, with a push of his back foot, he jumped onto Souei's shoulder in Dazai Osamu's palm.

"How about it, Cang—"

Before Limuru finished speaking, Souei couldn't help but hugged him in his arms, and ravaged the hair on Limuru's body with calloused hands.

Hahahaha, what can a handsome guy do, he is still seduced by this uncle's cute figure, and degenerates into a shit-shoveling officer! !

— Gradually arrogant.