Uchiha's superpowers

"Ah, it turns out that Speranza, you came to Naples to travel! Then you have come to the right place. Naples is the largest city in southern Italy. Every year, countless tourists come here, whether it is Mount Vesuvius or The coast of Santa Lucia is a good place, and there are people who specialize in chartering boats near the Bay of Naples, and it’s quite comfortable to enjoy the sea breeze on a sunny afternoon!”

Buccarati heard Mista's passionate explanation in the box before he opened the door.

His footsteps paused, and the hand that was holding the handle of the suitcase tightened.

It seemed that the person whom Polpo had specially told him to be careful with had arrived.

Bucciarati's gaze involuntarily glanced at the suitcase in his hand. Although Polbo mentioned that he must never open the suitcase to check what is inside before handing it over to that person, but after talking to Joe just now During Lu Nuo's chase, Buccarati learned what was inside from him, and after struggling so much, he still chose to open it to have a look.

Because of the experience of being blessed in the past, Bugarati, who has always trusted the organization and worked for the organization wholeheartedly, received a huge shock at that moment.

Giorno did not deceive him. As he said, the suitcase that the boss personally ordered to take back contained the corpse of a young child. The immature face was frozen forever in the this age.

Let the spring sprouts full of hope wither at the beginning of life, and Bugarati can't forgive those who do such hateful things.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes with the color of the deep sea.

Buccarati adjusted his expression, pushed the door in calmly as if nothing had happened, and even showed a slight smile when he saw his companions gathered as usual.

Mista's seat was facing the door. At this time, he was the first to notice that Bugarati had returned, and he reached out to say hello, "Buggarati, is everything going well?"

Bugarati nodded slightly, "Well, I got the suitcase back very smoothly."

He turned his gaze to the seat blocked by Fugo, the direction Mista spoke just now was facing there, and the person who came to pick up the suitcase must be sitting in that seat.

Fugo turned around, moved back a little bit, and exposed the covered person, he introduced to Bugarati, "This is Speranza, and he lost the suitcase. "

However, when Bugarati saw the person he had long regarded as an imaginary enemy, his heart stopped and his pupils shrank suddenly.

child……? !

The boy with soft and sweet pink hair turned his head, his inorganic lavender pupils met Bugarati's shaking pupils, he tilted his head, and raised his hand to greet him.

[Hi, I'm Speranza. ]

I greeted Buccarati with a blank face, and by the way, I heard clearly the complicated emotions struggling in his heart.

[Thank you for helping me get my suitcase back. ]

"Have you confirmed it?" Buccarati didn't respond to my words, and turned his head to Apache and asked, as if hiding his gaze.

Like Diablo, Apache, who was painted purple and had long hair, nodded to Bugarati, and said, "He is holding a cadre-level badge in his hand. No matter what, that cannot be faked."

This is irrefutable proof.

As the largest mafia organization in Italy, the structure of [Passionate] is different from the traditional pyramid-like vertical structure, but a horizontal structure spread out like a fishing net.

The BOSS standing at the top of the organization, the cadres who are only below the BOSS, and then the captains of the various teams under the cadres, and after that are the ordinary members of the organization.

The simple structure predestined that most of the people in the organization were ordinary members of the various teams, and those who climbed to the cadre level were already at the top of the organization, big figures who were full of fame, wealth and power.

but.

Bugarati had never heard of a cadre who was just a child.

He almost unconsciously put his eyes on me again, with a sense of probing and testing.

[May I return the suitcase? ]

I let him look at me indifferently, and just opened my mouth to remind him.

When Bugarati came in, I used perspective to see the contents of the suitcase, and I was relieved after confirming that there was no damage to my body except for the gradual weakening of the organs due to the passage of time.

"Ah, by the way, it's time to return the suitcase to you." Buccarati laughed, and the deliberately hearty smile on his handsome face was easy to make people feel good.

But for me who can hear my heart, this person's overly sensitive and complicated mood is really troublesome, just like my elder brother who I haven't met very much, thinking about peace and justice all day long is too difficult to understand And lofty themes are people I'm not very good at dealing with.

He pushed the suitcase and walked towards me, but stopped a moment before handing the suitcase into my hands.

The screeching sound of the wheels stopped suddenly, and there was a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground. Although it wasn't very obvious, it was enough to make the smart people in the box realize that something was wrong.

Both Fugo and Apache slightly adjusted their sitting postures. They quietly watched the confrontation between me and Bugarati, and planned to stop it when something went wrong.

"However, before that, Speranza, I wonder if you can satisfy my curiosity." Bugarati's voice was light, "I want to know what's in this suitcase?"

Naranja put one hand on the back of the chair, and said, somewhat confused, "Suitcase? What else can be put in the suitcase? Isn't it just luggage?"

Fugo sighed deeply, and warned in a low voice, "Naranja, shut up!"

[is my important friend. ]

I said.

[If you want to know, I don't mind if you open it and read it. ]

I didn't feel that there was anything shameful about my body.

The clothes are well dressed, there are no missing arms or legs, and the face that has inherited the excellent genes of the Uchiha family is not ugly.

Just an ordinary kid.

Although I have stopped breathing now.

Bugarati didn't seem to expect me to be so calm, the smile on his face froze, and the anger that was originally suppressed in his heart couldn't be restrained for a while.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and the hand holding the handle involuntarily tightened again, the hard joints protruded and turned reddish.

"You don't mind? Speranza, why are you so nonchalant? It was once a living life. In any case, it shouldn't be manipulated like this after death."

'snort. ' Diablo snorted in my head, 'Looks like he opened the suitcase. '

[Or maybe the black car driver told him. ] I casually told Diablo the truth, and turned my attention to Buccarati.

It seems that he is very hostile to me.

I thought about it.

After all, I will ask them to be tour guides in the future, and it is impossible to travel happily with the current level of rapport.

[Is there something wrong with my attitude? ]

I jumped off the dining chair, walked to Bugarati's hand, took the suitcase, put it on the floor of the box, unzipped the zipper calmly, and opened the suitcase.

Although they didn't say anything, the rest of the Bugarati team were quite curious about the contents of the suitcase after Bugarati said that, and they all turned their attention to it.

Bugarati, who already knew what was in the suitcase, clenched his fists, frowned, and stared at me coldly. His expression made it feel that it would not be surprising for him to beat me up the next second.

I picked up my body that was lying in the suitcase, and used the time travel to keep the body fresh, and then turned him around, facing forward to show the members of the Bugarati team.

[This is my best friend...] I thought about it, and without any guilt, borrowed the name of a creature I barely recognized as a friend, [Shouhe. ]

I feel that my mind has been sublimated after two tragic incidents where my body was stolen. Now I don’t regard this body as my own at all. Looking at this body that has been separated from me for nearly a day, Like fiddling with some artificial puppet, he even raised his hand leisurely and waved at them.

Hmm...it was fun.

I squeezed my hand curiously.

It's cool, soft and elastic, and feels great to the touch.

Yes, as expected of me.

I exclaimed.

Then I just watched as Bugarati's favorability dropped a lot in an instant. If it was at the level of "I won't help to call the police when I was beaten on the side of the road" before, it has risen rapidly now It has reached the level of [If possible, I even want to take advantage of the chaos and fight together to relieve hatred]!

wait wait wait.

I'm a little bewildered.

Did I just do something nasty?

"Originally, for the sake of you being a child, I just planned to make it clear to you, so that you understand that such wanton insults to other people's lives are absolutely not tolerated." Buccarati's eyes flashed with anger, and he Raising his hand, a blue and white human figure faintly appeared behind him.

"But." Buccarati said in a deep voice, "What you just did made me wake up. If you don't teach you a profound lesson, you will never understand that 'life is precious and not profane' is the simplest thing to do. reason."

"He is not a puppet, not a toy. Since he is dead, he should be buried properly and his soul sleep in the ground, instead of being forced to rot in a narrow box because of your momentary joy. "

The figure behind Bugarati gradually condensed into shape according to his will, "Don't worry, there won't be any sequelae, but... it will definitely be an experience you will never forget."

"Wait for Bugarati!" Apaki was the first one who couldn't sit still. He hurried forward a few steps to stop Bugarati, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were indifferent because of the light color. It was a worried look, "You can't do anything to him."

"Apaki, don't worry, nothing will happen. I will explain to the cadres." Bugarati didn't look back, "It's just a little lesson."

But Apache was unexpectedly tough. He grabbed Bugarati's wrist, pulled him aside, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "No, not even if it's just a little lesson." He paused, and said helplessly, "Because that kid is the boss' son."