I'm not a bomb, so please don't throw me out

But suddenly, everything returned to calm.

Then, a ray of light penetrated into the endless darkness.

Yanmao, who was awakened by the persistent ringing of the phone, opened his eyes in a daze.Gradually, I realized that the strange dream was just my unconsciousness. The doorbell and the phone were real sounds. The mafia who picked her up wanted to see if she was up, but the voice stopped suddenly. It was the cute mafia uncles who were considerate of Yanmao children's shoes who like to sleep late.

"Yesterday, Mr. Prison Temple seemed to tell me that physical training will start today..." Yanmao muttered, his mind was in chaos.

"The appointed time is..."

"Now the time is..."

"...It's over."

After a rare thought with his brain, Yanmao was startled awake, quickly lifted the quilt, stepped on the ground barefoot and ran to the window, opened the curtains, and saw a group of uncles in black suits gathered at the door of his house with expressions Seriously.

Seeing someone's eyes slowly drifting towards the window, Yanmao hastily pulled up the curtains, turned around and hurriedly put on the casual clothes that Prison Temple helped her buy yesterday, while turning around and running into the bathroom in the bedroom, When he ran past the bedroom door, he raised his hand and used modeling magic with one hand. As the ice drove straight in, the door fell to the ground.

"Sure enough, I'm not used to one-handed, but I'm not very good at using both hands... I just wanted to make a spear to pierce the door lock, but it turned into a cannon." Yan Mao, who was brushing his teeth, thought silently, "Master Gray, I seem to have discredited you. 』

After 3 minutes, Yanmao, who finished grooming, picked up a new orange-yellow hair tie, tied up her hair and twisted it three times, and straightened her bangs with her left hand. Just as she was about to leave the room and go downstairs, she suddenly turned around as if remembering something He threw himself in front of his luggage and backpack, searching left and right. A pack of colorful Fujia lollipops was found first, and he picked a few at random and put them in his pocket. The pair of pure white sneakers with red laces were taken away. Putting it at the bottom of the backpack, Yanmao struggled to take out the shoes, quickly put them on, and rushed out of the room.

As a high-level cadre in Valia, besides a generous salary, there are actually many other privileges.For example, a prince, a shemale, a frog, etc. have free food, drink, live, live and fight without compensation, and a certain bastard boss has free food, drink, live, live, eat meat and change kitchen without money, etc. Cup meat chefs have free food, free drinking, free living, and unlimited supply of lollipops 24 hours, 360, and [-] days.

Because Yanmao was too anxious when she left the room, and she was very slow, so she accidentally stepped on the debris that she had made with magic and fell on the ice, and then slipped, staggered and fell on the stairs , and then rolled down the stairs to the first floor, just stopped at the end of the stairs, at the entrance of the entire Japanese-style two-story building.

"Yeah, yeah, it's really convenient. 』Yanmao thought while patting the ashes off his body.

Taking out the key to open the door, Yanmao wanted to say hello to those mafia uncles with a smile, but saw a person who he didn't see when he got up just now, and he was obviously not on the same level as the uncles.

The man was wearing a black suit with a blue shirt inside. He was slender, thin but not weak, and he looked like he had been trained.His skin is different from the fairness of the prison temple like a rich young master, showing the bronze color that only appears when he rolls the sheets on the beach.His eyes are not like the emerald-like pupils of the prison temple, but ordinary amber pupils, but they are radiant.He rested his left hand on the roof of the car, and leaned his whole body on the car. He looked relaxed and lazy but not nonsensical. When he was talking, he kept raising the corners of his mouth. It was faint, but he looked very comfortable. .

If it wasn't for the powerful bamboo knife he held in his hand, if it wasn't for his sharp smile but sharp eyes, if it wasn't for his mafia attire, if it wasn't for the members of Lanshou team who came to pick her up, they called him "Rain" Lord Shou", Yanmao would be happy to believe that this man who looks about the same age as Prison Lord is just an ordinary person.

"This is the Yushou of the tenth generation of Vongola. "Yanmao looked at Yamamoto carefully, "This is the long-haired combat captain's closed disciple who is rumored to be haunted by Skuvalo's soul and dreamed of him day and night... Yamada ?Or is it from Yamaguchi? 』

"Don't worry about your last name. Yan Mao put aside the problems caused by his poor memory, and fell into memories again, "Then this person is the same as the long-haired combat captain, burning a blue flame..."

I still remember the first time Yanmao saw Scuvaro lighting the ring. When she saw the blue flame, she just said to xanxus: "Look, boss, this is more like the fire on a gas stove." Then , she was assigned by Xanxus to Bell's Lan Shou team.

"Actually, the bastard boss is a good guy. 』Yanmao came to a conclusion. 『But the boss is still an asshole. 』

"Yo!"

Suddenly, the sound of greeting her obviously brought Yanmao back to reality, and she almost drowned in the spiritual world.

Looking up, the long bangs covered the slight light from the eyes.Yan Mao blinked and finally confirmed that the man who was smiling and shaking his right hand from leaning to standing was saying hello to himself.

The man who was smiling and shaking his right hand from leaning to standing, that Yu Shou.

Running in small steps, Yanmao ran to the people who had been waiting for more than an hour, and bowed slightly: "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

The sweet voice with a childish tone was filled with apologetic tones, and soon captured the Mafia and others.What is an hour's wait?Isn't this much better than the captain's bomb threat.

"It's ok."

A man who looked like the leader of this group of people spoke. Although his voice had tried his best to be calm and majestic but gentle and friendly, Yan Mao still noticed the eyes hidden under the sunglasses on the man's face looking at him. The expression of a father with a love interest looking at his daughter who has not returned in ten days.

Gently turning an angle, Yanmao raised his head to look at Yamamoto. Yamamoto was much taller than Yanmao. Although Yanmao was very upset, he just squinted his eyes slightly, indicating that the sunlight above was really glaring.

Yanmao remembered that he hadn't answered Yamamoto's greeting, so he cleared his throat and said, "Good morning, Mr. Yamada."

"...Why, the corners of everyone's mouths seem to be twitching... Is it really the wrong name? 』

Yanmao said again helplessly: "Good morning, Mr. Yamaguchi."

"...For Mao, the corners of everyone's eyes started to twitch..."

Yu Shou's expression immediately returned to normal, he waved his hand casually, and his smile became brighter again: "Nice meeting, hello, I'm Takeshi Yamamoto."

"... Takeshi Yamamoto?It turned out to be neither Yamada nor Yamaguchi. ... It must be hard for the uncles to hold back their laughter. 』

"Mr. Yamamoto was really rude just now, I'm sorry." Yanmao lowered his head slightly, making his apology appear more sincere.

"Well, don't worry about that kind of thing." Yamamoto laughed above Yanmao's head. Although Yanmao still lowered his head, he still felt him waving his hand again because there was a breeze blowing above his head. "I heard you It’s about the matter. And call me Wu, okay~”

"Let's call him Mr. Wu." Yan Mao raised his head and asked blankly, "Mr. Wu, are you naturally dumb?"

After hearing this, Yamamoto was stunned for a moment, and then smiled brightly: "Are you naturally stupid? I don't know, but Agang keeps saying that I am actually black or something~"

Yanmao looked at Yamamoto and suddenly felt that Skuvalo was working hard.

training starts

Saying goodbye to Yamamoto, Yan Mao casually took out a lollipop from his pocket, unpacked it, and found a tailless giraffe printed on the milk-flavored candy on the paper stick.Bending down and getting into the car, the mafia disappeared around the corner with uncanny speed.

Along the way, Yan Mao became physically and mentally exhausted because of the gossiping uncles in the same car.

Gossip Uncle A: "Hey, I know, Chief Valia, the news that Xanxus who only eats for free for ten thousand years has a mission?"

Gossip Uncle B: "I've heard and heard, and the rumor is that Lei Shou Levi is actually working. Xanxus behaves strangely. He frequently gets off the car on the street to check whether there is anyone in the big trash can. It's really strange. Hey this guy."

Gossip Uncle C: "Yes, yes, I heard that in order to avoid the terrifying boss with a sudden temperament change, the guardians seem to be mobilized."

Gossip Uncle Ding: "Also, it is said that the chef who cooks for xanxus changes every meal, and the replaced chef is nowhere to be found."

"My God. Yanmao swallowed, "xanxus is going crazy... he wants to catch me and then rape and then kill me, ah bah, he seems determined to kill me, what to do..."

Gossip Uncle A: "I know a subordinate of xanxus, he told me that xanxus doesn't eat much meat recently."

Gossip Uncle B: "Eh? Really?!"

Gossip Uncle C: "It's true. My brother in Valia told me that a meat chef next to xanxus has disappeared, and the newly recruited chef xanxus seems to be uncomfortable with eating."

Gossip Uncle Ding: "He said he came out to work this time, but in fact he was looking for the chef who ran away. I would run away if I was asked to cook for that horrible man every day... but the chef probably died after he was caught. Miserable~”