Stand-in messenger at the winery

"The razor gang *sewn blades into the brim of their hats, and whoever offends them takes off their hats and throws them at the enemy, scraping the opposite face to bleed, and then they become the Mafia of Birmingham," Sharo said, straddling a chair to trim "It's almost the same story in Sicily, known as the hometown of Mafia."

"Are you disappointed?" She looked up at Kishibe Rohan who was sitting on the chair, "That's how the mysterious Mafia came about."

"Before there is no historical precipitation, Mafia is just a group of street gangsters, just like the one-color gang in Ikebukuro." She carefully collected the nail clippings and threw them into the trash can, "Now Italy... …No, the number one Mafia in the world, Vongola, was originally developed from a self-defense group.”

Lu Ban added two more strokes to the notebook in his hand, "Why is it so boring to hear you say it? It seems that everything is just a natural result, and there will be no more violent conflicts."

"Reality is often so boring. The more you explore, the more you will be disappointed." Sha Luo began to polish the trimmed edges and corners. "The interesting thing is only people's imagination."

She stretched out her hand, "Can you return it to me after reading it?"

Only then did Lu Ban put the badge, which had been looked over and over again, back into the tender palm, "I always feel that you are perfunctory to me."

"Yeah." Unexpectedly, Sha Luo nodded without any shame, "I was discovered by you."

"Sure enough!" Lu Ban drew a long mark on the paper with the pen tip, "You bastard, you are always so annoying."

"And you haven't answered my earliest question yet," he put down his notebook and propped his neck on his arms, "what's your relationship with that Vongola."

"This is a secret, not many people in Mafia in Sicily know about it." Sharo gave him a blank look, "If you have to say it, I am an ordinary person who has been taken care of by him."

"Ordinary people," Lu Ban elongated his voice, "will ordinary people know so much about Mafia's secrets?"

"Do you want me to tell you the fact that I have a close relationship with Mafia?" Sharo blew on the ashes on his nails, and stood up from the chair, "Didn't you notice that my work was published on the announcement page?" Great battle."

"No way," Lu Ban's eyes widened, "Italy's Mafia can still affect Japan's cultural industry?"

"For a rookie, no matter how talented he is, he won't be treated like this," she snapped her fingers, "There are indeed people behind to help."

However, it was not the organization or Pengel who contributed. At that time, only Belmode was full of praise after seeing her work, so he used Chris's status as a Hollywood actress to help her negotiate publicity matters.

Although in this way, the rumors about her being Chris's illegitimate daughter have intensified, but this may also be the result the other party wants to see.

This ageless witch is already paving the way for her next identity. Sharo takes a watering can and sprinkles water drops on the champagne roses on the window sill. The cream-colored flowers glisten in the Venice sun.

However, its lifespan is probably only one week. No matter how advanced the modern flower preservation technology is, it cannot force the life that will eventually wither.

There is no way.

"Hey, are you going to drown these roses?" Lu Ban raised his hand and took the water bottle from Sha Luo's hand, "What are you thinking, so preoccupied."

"I was wondering if you, Luhan, would be shocked by my identity." Sharo turned and sat on the window sill. Outside was a four-story building without guardrails. She frowned, "I found out that my partner is Mafia." How does the princess feel?"

The wind blew into the room from the window, blowing up Shaluo's long skirt, blowing away the rich and sweet fragrance of champagne roses, and messing up Shaluo's black hair.

"It doesn't feel good," Lu Ban suddenly put his hands on Sha Luo's side, shortening the distance between the two of them, suddenly breaking through the appropriate intimate distance between friends. guy."

What kind of jewelry can be synthesized if green emerald and amethyst are put together?Shaluo couldn't imagine it, maybe it's because the compatibility is too bad, no craftsman would put these two kinds of gems together.

But if the amethyst is reflected in a piece of flawless green jadeite, Shaluo knows that his eyes must be filled with green jadeite at this time, and they see their own eyes from each other's pupils.

"But to me, she's just such a guy who makes me helpless." Their foreheads touched, Luhan put his arms around Shaluo's waist, and lifted the girl from the window. After a short vacancy, their positions changed. After a flip, Sara was put back into the house, "It's a hateful collaborator named Sara Morishita."

……

"The reserved restaurant is about to open." Sha Luo said.

Raw ham is cut into translucent slices, rolled up like a blooming rose, and the red and white patterns are more beautiful than marble.The staple food is seafood squid ink pasta. As a special flavor of Venice, although the appearance is a little strange, the essence extracted from seafood has been fully integrated into the pasta.

"Actually, the taste of squid ink risotto is also very good, you can try it next time." Rolling up the noodles, Sha Luo suggested.

"Really, but when it comes to western food," Lu Ban rolled up the jet-black noodles with a fork, as if suddenly thinking of something, "it should go with that..."

"It's cheese." "Sorry, I didn't notice you just now." Lu Han's hand was accidentally scratched by a passing man.

His dark orange hair, "I didn't know my keys were out, very—sorry, if you don't mind..."

Lu Ban frowned and looked at the back of his bleeding hand, "Forget it," he looked at the shallow wound, which might heal if he didn't go to the hospital in time, "I'm unlucky today."

The man seemed to be polite, and immediately left Shaluo and Luhan's table.

"Cheese," Sha Luo glanced at the slightly strange man, "you can have a portion."

They walked out of the restaurant.

This restaurant has also arranged a few seats in the yard. Under the shade of rose bushes and climbing lilies, Shaluo can see someone sitting at a white round table through the shadowy vines. There are computers in operation on the table, as if The look of handling business.

But who works in a fancy restaurant?

"Our next arrangement is to take the gondola," Lu Ban urged, looking at the time, "Let's go."

"Okay," Sha Luo turned around and followed him who couldn't wait to start sketching. The thick-soled sandals made a crisp sound on the bricks and stones. "Gondolas are easy to capsize. Don't get too excited."

In the rippling water, on the swaying boat, Sha Cui put his legs on the seat and half lay down, his hair was scattered on Luhan's shoulders, and a few strands dangled in front of his drawing paper.

Lu Ban glared at Sha Luo angrily, but was choked by the half-closed eyes of the other party, and finally stretched out his hand gently, wrapping her hair behind her ears.

Shaluo's breathing gradually became more regular. Today's weather is just right, there is no harsh sunshine, only the breeze with a trace of ocean breath constantly blowing, gentle and comfortable.

Her head nodded and she fell suddenly, which woke her up with a start.

Blinking vigorously, Sha Luo finally came to his senses.

Eh... her pillow, ah no, where is Kishibe Rohan?

"Miss, we've reached the shore." The person rocking the boat turned around, "You can go down now...Excuse me, where's your companion?!"

"Maybe he felt a little hot and went swimming in the water halfway, haha." Sha Luo nonsense, immediately felt pain in his arm, looked down, and found that there was something extra in his pocket!

She hurried ashore, covered her pocket with one hand, turned her head and approached a dimly lit bar.

In the corner, she glanced up at the bar and waved to the waiter, "Have a bellini, thank you."

The sound of whipping white peach puree sounded, and Sha Luo let go of the pocket.

A small, dark green head protruded from her pocket.

"It's a stand-in attack!" His voice also became thinner, and he struggled to get out of Shaluo's pocket and jumped onto the table, "Damn it! It must be that orange-haired bastard! Become like this!"

This villain is Kishibe Rohan, of course—

It is the ten centimeter version.