How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Risut looked worried until the two sat down at the restaurant table.

Yu Gongcui repeatedly emphasized that she would never have any unreasonable thoughts during school, and that everything should be given top priority to learning. After two or three rounds of guarantee, the little uncle's inexplicable worries were finally dispelled. The two waited for the school with their own thoughts. vegetable.

"I was worried that it would be a bit difficult for you to keep up with the progress of the course after a few months of delay."

The waiter served drinks with lemon slices, and the crystal clear ice cubes collided with each other in the glass.Risut pushed one of the cups in front of Yu Gongcui, and asked in a tentative tone.

"no problem?"

The latter took a big sip with the straw in his mouth, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and gestured OK.

"Don't worry, Risut, you are becoming more and more like an old lady. There is no problem with schoolwork, interpersonal relationships are no problem, and I have made a few friends. It is a normal campus life."

how is this possible.

But in order to reassure parents, isn't it normal behavior to report good news but not bad news?

Risut let out an oh, and his expression finally eased up.

He slowly took a sip of his drink, and then asked suddenly: "For boys' schools... the teaching content is different from ordinary schools, right?"

Yugong Cuixin said that it was indeed very different, and gave the answer vaguely while holding her chin.

"Ah, maybe there will be more outdoor sports."

Like fighting or something.

After noticing the other person's eyes on his arm, he waved his hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that you can't lift heavy objects. Compared with this-"

He pushed the drink aside, straightened his sitting posture slightly, and carefully searched for words, "There is something I want to discuss with Risut."

"I have a friend... No, it's not the one I met at the school gate today, and it's not Scuvaro, it's another one you don't know... In short, he is the heir of the family business. He recruited me before, so I just Agreed... What industry? Ah, this, I think it’s probably—aquaculture?”

After answering the questions from the little uncle, and trying to dispel his idea of ​​asking someone face to face, Yugong Cui agreed to the other party's advice about the sinister society and you should be careful, and waited until the waiter Serving the dishes, he has become an emotionless nodding machine.

Although he had doubts about whether this invitation was reliable, he still chose to believe in Yu Gongcui's personal judgment in the end. After he was convinced that Yu Gongcui, who was thrown an olive branch by the heir of the company, had a bright future, Risut's expression became relaxed. few.

The depressive atmosphere around him dissipated, as if he had untied a shackle that bound him.

During the next meal, he was obviously absent-minded and didn't even say a few words.

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Holidays always go by so fast, and before Amamiya Tsui tried her best to pry a few words out of Risut's mouth, it was the day of returning to school again.

Skuvalo had already finished the challenge and returned to the dormitory. Although he was bruised, his eyes were amazingly bright.

He was originally wiping the long sword across his knee with a white cloth, and raised his head to yell at Yu Gongcui who had just stepped into the door with one foot, as usual full of air.

"Hey, Balian is recruiting me!"

"Balrian?"

"It's the assassination unit directly under Peng Gelie." The silver-haired boy looked at the gleaming blade of the sword, and looked at his own reflection with satisfaction, "I can't help it, I'm such an eye-catching genius!"

Yu Gongcui didn't hit him, went around to sit on the other side of the table, and threw the backpack on the chair beside her.

"You promised?"

Scuvaro immediately turned down his face, and denied it angrily.

"Balian's captain, that old guy known as the Sword Emperor, actually wants to recruit me as his subordinate—how is it possible?! I have to be the captain!!"

Before Yu Gongcui could make a comment, he gritted his teeth and wiped the long sword again, the expression on his face gradually became distorted.

"How dare you call him such an arrogant nickname... Just wait and see! Except for me, Skuvalo, no one dares to be called the Sword Emperor!"

There was a quick muffled sound on the door panel, and someone kicked it open from the outside.

Yu Gongcui looked up, and was just about to say hello with Skuvalo, but changed her mind the moment she saw the expression of the visitor, silenced her voice in her throat, and let Xanxus who had just entered the door ignore the two of them, With a sullen face, he strode upstairs.

Based on the understanding of Xanxus in the past few months, even though the other party's expression didn't seem to change, it seemed as gloomy as ever, but with intuition and a few details, Amamiya Cui could detect that the boy's mood at this time was unprecedentedly bad.

It's like an active volcano that is stimulated by some factors and is on the verge of erupting.

Even Scovalo lowered his voice uneasily, and after watching the figure disappear at the end of the escalator, he turned his head blankly and looked at Amamiya Tsui.

"What's up with him?"

"I don't know, you are the source of my information." Yu Gongcui rubbed her chin and thought for a while, and made a reasonable guess, "Did Penger list anything?"

After being denied by Scuvaro, who hadn't heard anything, the two looked at each other, and finally decided to wait until Xanxus's little adolescent mood swings were over, and then asked a little bit, and mentioned about Balian's invitation by the way.

—— Waiting for another few months.

In the middle, it took Yu Gongcui a lot of effort to stop Skuvalo, who insisted on cutting off his left hand because the sword emperor Durr didn't have a left hand. He wanted to pour out the water in this guy's brain and see Can't fill the entire Pacific Ocean,

In addition, either in class or repeatedly squeezed by Li Baoen, watching Dino being urged to move forward like a dead dog, the idea of ​​not being a mafia is gradually shaken.

However, after such a long time, Xanxus is still as depressed and irritable as ever.

When Scuvaro repeatedly understood Balian Sword Emperor's moves, finally overwhelmed him, won the duel with Durr neatly, and snatched away the title of "Sword Emperor", which is full of breath in the middle school, the season has come late autumn.

And Xanxus, who was always resentful for inexplicable reasons, finally stopped the two of them one afternoon, and said coldly about his future plans.

"I am going to join the Balian assassination force as the captain."

Yu Gongcui was startled and became more and more puzzled.

As Xanxus, the next generation leader of the Vengley family, why did he have to do this?No matter how you say it, the assassination team leader, who is destined to be bloody and shady, shouldn't be held by the heir of the family, right?

He kept quiet and didn't rush to ask questions.

Xanxus breathed out slowly as if he was enduring some foreign object that stung him to the point of fidgeting, his tone became more and more cold.

"...I've lost my patience with the old man. When the time is right, we'll gather our people and ask Jiudaime to make way."

There was no sound in the villa.

After a while, Skuvalo, who put aside the arrogant remarks of "I must be the captain", spoke first.

"I have no objection. Xanxus is the only person who is suitable for the next head of the Vongola family!"

The tall, silver-haired boy had one hand on his hip, with an excited expression, as if he had seen the day when the object of allegiance would ascend to the leader's throne, "It's decided, I won't cut my hair again until the plan is completed!"

In the frenzy, Scuvaro didn't seem to think about the rationality at all, but out of loyalty to Xanxus, he hastily agreed to the crazy plan that defies logic.

However, Yu Gongcui knew how meticulous, sharp, and extremely calm soul was hidden under the former's thick-lined appearance.

——Things have developed into the current situation, and there must be key elements that he does not know.

Forcing Xanxus, who could have successfully inherited the family, to take a desperate risk, and Skuvalo, who may know the inside story, also agrees, indicating that this factor has severely shaken the foundation of Xanxus' succession. Through the normal process, the possibility of succession is basically zero. up.

Nothing of note has happened recently.

Then, to make the young man restless and angry, pacing back and forth like a lion in a cage, and finally grit his teeth and make up his mind to take away what he has been fighting for for more than ten years, there is only one possibility that is ready to come out——

【Xanxus is not actually the blood of the Pengo Lie family. 】

As long as he has the blood of the ninth generation of Vongola on his body, then the position of the next leader must be his, so why bother to start a rebellion.

For the "father" who has concealed the truth from himself for so long for some unknown motive, he must also have some hatred in his heart, so he expressed it in such a fierce way.

Yu Gongcui looked at the trust value approaching [-], and couldn't help feeling silently that even if the target of the attack is not difficult to get, the points are not easy to get.

However, since you have given your trust, how could I refuse it out of mere fear of difficulty?

[This is not yet a test for me.It's just a small twist. 】

Yu Gongcui stared at the boy's eyes burning with dark flames, and laughed silently.

"Since you want it, let us get the position of the ninth generation of Pengelie together."

He stretched out his right hand forward and said softly, "For Xanxus."

Scovalo on the side was very emotional, and then put his hands up: "For Xanxus!!"

The young man whose expression finally eased looked at the overlapping palms in front of him, and after making a laugh full of disgust, he stretched out his hand and put it on the top.

The scenes of the past, the fragments of the gradually aging man carefully teaching him how to hold a gun and how to use flames quickly scrolled and disappeared in his mind, and finally the shock and anger when he learned that he was not his parent and child were frozen.

Want to burn something, to get revenge on that person.

The gloomy black-haired boy raised the corners of his lips, and spoke out in a low, malicious voice.

"For... Pengo Lie."