Wenhao is my vest

When walking out of the airport in Italy, Komaeda Nagito asked Aoki Araya with the most basic curiosity about the different world: "Mr. Aoki, what are we doing in Italy?"

Aoki Araya replied: "Look for Pengo Lie."

Komaeda Nagito repeated the pronunciation of "Vongola": "Clam?"

"When I first heard about it, I thought it was a clam..." Araya Aoki replied, "But Vongola is actually a very famous old mafia in Italy."

Komaeda Nagito said "ah": "I remembered, I saw it on TV when I was part-time job before, saying that the situation in Italy is a bit chaotic recently."

"Yes." Shiga Naoya bounced forward a few steps - after confirming that Aoki Araya would not send himself to another world, his spirit foundation quickly returned to the usual relaxed state, "Because many government officials have disappeared for no reason... In addition, apart from Pengelie, other well-known mafia organizations basically disappeared with several high-level officials, so the international community basically suspects that Pengelie did it. Yes. Bar?"

Komaeda Nagito responded with a smile: "I didn't expect there to be such a complicated reason behind it. Sure enough, no matter where I am, I am an ordinary person."

"Hmm." Shiga Naoya tilted his head, "Although I don't think your ability can be regarded as an ordinary person, but to be honest, we don't know each other well, so naturally we can't control you."

Komaeda Nagito very naturally ignored what Shiga Naoya said just now, and asked him: "The international community is basically suspecting that Peng Lie did it." With this sentence, could it be that we are not the mastermind behind the scenes? Is this the organization you are going to visit now?"

Aoki Araya had always been walking on the street in front of the three of them, following the route in his memory to the direction of Vongola.Hearing this, he touched his wrist and replied: "That's right. If Vongola was that kind of organization, it would be impossible for our "Wenhao Association" to come to Italy without even saying hello. "

Shiga Naoya exclaimed in astonishment: "Didn't you say hello?!"

Aoki Araya replied with a steady voice: "I think everyone in Pengo Lie may have already adapted to a similar situation."

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot." Shiga Naoya added, "At that time, Araya, you were fished out of the sea by Peng Lie, which means we still owe them a life-saving favor?"

Aoki Araya sighed: "No, it was the local fishermen who fished me up, and it was also Peng Gelie who I took the initiative to contact... From this point of view, since I didn't say hello last time, it should be okay not to contact me this time— —No, it’s better to say that it’s better to catch them off guard for this kind of thing.”

Komaeda Nagito is not interested in the twists and turns between the two organizations, he still puts his focus on a more personal angle: "So, who did the disappearance of government officials? Who is responsible for the disappearance of government officials? Scary fan?"

Shiga Naoya replied proudly: "I didn't expect it, it was actually our "British Association" who did it!"

Aoki Araya quickly disentangled the relationship: "No, this is Agatha's private behavior, and the "Bungo Association" is just an ordinary hobby club, how could there be that power to order Agatha to do such a thing? What about illegal things?"

If other people were here, when they heard the phrase "ordinary interest club", they would immediately complain about "is interest the ordinary one that saves the world?".

But Komaeda Nagito accepted this wonderful setting very smoothly, perfectly showing his extremely high tolerance for talented people: "So it is like this. Then since it is Ms. Agatha--I have to mention In a word, Ms. Agatha is also a very talented hope in my heart-what I have done, it also shows that those government officials and the top leaders of Mafia have done bad things that hinder the stability of the world, right?"

Although he said inside and out that he didn't believe Aoki Araya's statement about "ordinary interest clubs" at all.

Aoki Araya didn't care whether he believed it or not.In other words, for him, as long as the face is justified.

So Aoki Araya replied almost immediately: "Yes."

"I knew it!" Komaeda Nagito crossed his fingers in front of his chest, and looked at Aoki Araya with a blushing face, "Everyone has been working diligently to save the world, no matter who they are, even if they have great power The people here are planning to do harm to the world, and there is no way to hide it from your eyes!"

His eyes sparkled: "How dazzling this is... No, what an absolute hope!"

Aoki Araya has gradually adapted to Komaeda Nagito's weird way of speaking.In other words, in such a short period of time, he has already developed the ability to extract the necessary information from Komaeda Nagito's words.

As for what Komaeda said above, it can be said that none of it is useful.

Aoki Araya shook his head, just when he was about to sigh, he stretched out his hand as if he had discovered something, and his upper body also leaned forward suddenly.

At the same time, Komaeda Nagito's toe hit the crack between the stone slabs on the ground, and, perhaps because the state just now was too close to me, Aoki Araya even heard a "" from his thigh. "click" sound.

Aoki Araya: "..."

Shouldn't it be broken?

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes.

Before Komaeda Nagito could cry out in pain, his other leg suddenly gave way, and he fell to the ground.

But at this time, Aoki Araya retracted his arm instead.

Because he noticed that Komaeda Nagito fell in the direction of a very familiar young man.

——No, to be precise, it is the silver-haired youth who hides under the illusion and minimizes his sense of existence.

The silver-haired young man noticed Komaeda Nagito who was turning towards him, and just as he was about to take out the bomb with vigilance, he heard a vaguely familiar voice: "Kujiji-kun, please pick it up!"

Gokuji Hayato raised his head and saw the leader of the "Bungo Association" waving at him with his eyes bent.

He couldn't help being silent for a while, but he stretched out his arm very honestly, supporting Komaeda Nagito who was crying out in pain.

Aoki Araya said proudly: "Dazai-kun really can't speak! What's the 'Armed Detective Agency is the only friendly organization of the 'Bungo Society' in the whole world', don't you think Vongola has a good relationship with us?"

Shiga Naoya also knew the popularity of the "Bungo Association" very much, so he nodded confidently: "That's right, and we also apologized to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, no matter how we think about it, we can comment on the "Bungo Association" Go to the 'International Peace' award!"

Hayato, who heard the conversation between the two, said: "..."

He couldn't help but groaned: "I think the international status of your "Writer Association" is not much different from our current status in Italy, right?"

Aoki Araya smiled at him, and frankly began to pretend that the current situation where Pengo Li was being attacked by the enemy had nothing to do with him at all.

Hayato Komaeda pushed Komaeda Nagito away, and frowned: "So? What are you doing in Italy? If those people know that Vongola has contact with the "Bungo Association", then things will change. It's getting more complicated."

"It's okay, it's okay," Aoki Araya said with a smile, "The current situation can't be worse? After all, if the world is destroyed, even if Pengo Lie wants to be hostile by the whole of Italy, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it anymore."

Prison Temple Hayato: "..."

Prison Temple Hayato: "...Huh?"

His frown deepened: "What are you kidding? The world is going to be destroyed?"

Aoki Araya approached and patted him on the shoulder: "About this matter, let's go to Vengley's headquarters to talk first, how about it?"

Hayato was silent for a while.

After half a minute, he opened his mouth and said, "Bai Lan."

Aoki Araya smiled: "Huh? What?"

Hayato Gokuji commented: "You were just imitating Bailan Jesso's way of speaking, right?"

Aoki Araya admitted frankly: "...you found out."

He propped his chin and said in distress: "After all, sometimes I don't know how to communicate with human beings, so I have to use the experience I have learned from other people to try."

Prisoner Hayato waved his hand at him, and replied in a vicious voice: "Anyway, don't imitate Bai Lan anymore. Come with me, and I'll take you to Pengo Lie through the secret passage."

Aoki Araya sighed: "Reveal the secret passage to us? Are you so careless?"

Prison Temple Hayato didn't like this: "I told you not to imitate Bai Lan, it sounds disgusting. Besides, this secret passage was originally intended to be disposed of, but it was just used once."

Just when Aoki Araya and Shiga Naoya were taking steps, planning to set off with Gokuji Hayato, the three of them heard a wry smile from behind: "Sorry, I may not be able to walk..."

Komaeda Nagito said distressedly, "I seem to have sprained my ankle."

Shiga Naoya turned around consciously, and ran to Komaeda Nagito: "Did you break the bone?"

Komaeda Nagito is very skilled in predicting his own injuries: "This level of pain should not reach the level of fracture, it should be simply a sprained foot."

When Shiga Naoya kindly went to help people, Gudera Hayato said again: "I have wanted to ask for a long time, who is this guy?"

He took a look at Komaeda Nagito's appearance: "Asian?...According to your "Bungo Association" tradition, it should be Japanese?"

Komaeda Nagito smiled wryly: "How can a lowly idiot like me be eligible to join the "Bungo Association"... I am indeed Japanese, but it is not a so-called tradition, it is just a coincidence that can be seen everywhere."

Hayato Kikuji commented bitterly: "This way of speaking is quite like an association of literary giants."

Aoki Araya: "...?"

He was a little angry: "What do you mean?"

As the right-hand man of the tenth generation of Vengley, Hayato Gujiji can still speak more tactfully when he wants to do that: "I just want to say that all members of the "British Association" speak in a very personal way."

Aoki Araya narrowed his eyes, and smiled coldly: "It's best what you mean."

After Hayato Gokuji replied, "What other meanings can there be?", he quickly changed the subject: "Ah, the secret passage is here....By the way, this red-haired gentleman should be Shiga from the "British Association" Naoya, right?"

Shiga Naoya responded with a "hmm" and asked curiously, "How did you know?"

Prisoner Hayato sold him on the spot: "It was the information that Fyodor's subordinates sold to us—if I remember correctly, he seems to call himself Ivan."

Aoki Araya: "That's right. I completely forgot about it. At that time, Fyodor-kun seemed to have another subordinate next to him."

Prison Temple Hayato: "...? Can you be more reliable?"

"However, I never thought that Fyodor-kun would be able to send someone information while staying in prison..." Araya Aoki pondered for a while, "In order to prevent future troubles forever, otherwise..."

He shifted his gaze to Shiga Naoya.

Although I don't know what Aoki Araya is thinking, but Shiga Naoya is sure that it will definitely not be a good thing.

So he said in a loud voice on the spot: "I refuse!"

Aoki Araya: "...I didn't say anything. Besides, your strength is so weak, it's impossible to send you to a dangerous place—after all, we still need you, Shiga-kun, to make money."

When he said this, he looked up at a small door in front of the secret passage: "Is it coming?"

Prison Temple Hayato responded: "Yes."

He pushed open the small door, and it was the familiar Vengley Headquarters that caught the eyes of several people.

……

Sawada Tsunayoshi grabbed his hair and broke down, "Why is the world going to be destroyed again?!"

Reborn, who had recovered to his youthful form, sneered: "Stupid Gang, you don't have even a little mafia godfather temperament in you now."

Sawada Tsunayoshi broke down even more: "No, it doesn't matter what the godfather's temperament is! The point is that the world is going to be destroyed again, Reborn!!!"

Reborn leaned back on the sofa and said disdainfully, "It's not your turn to save the world this time."

"What do you mean 'it's my turn to save the world'?! Can saving the world be done in a queue? Reborn, have you played so many games recently that you think we are making rpg games?!"

Aoki Araya sat across from Vongola Judai, pondering: "Is the previous Sawada-kun like this?"

Reborn raised his leg and crushed Sawada Tsunayoshi hard: "Stupid Tsuna. You made other organizations laugh again."

Sawada Tsunayoshi choked up a few times with a "woo hoo hoo" before slowly returning to his normal state.

He clasped his hands, and said elegantly and calmly: "Since you have found Vengola, then what kind of help do you need from us? For maintaining world peace and stability, we Vengola also have an inescapable responsibility, so please ask Aoki Don't be shy, sir."

Aoki Araya glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada with a weird look, and replied: "I need the bazooka and Bailan Jesso after ten years."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Huh?"

Ten years later bazooka and what?

Aoki Araya had to repeat it again: "Please lend me the bazooka and Bran Jesso ten years later - if you can't borrow Bran Jesso, the Marley Ring is also fine."

Sawada Tsunayoshi replied without any hesitation: "Bai Lan's words will be given to you."

Reborn kicked again: "Be serious when negotiating, you idiot!"

——When Bailan Jesso was escorted to the chief's office by members of Vongola, what he saw was this chaotic situation.

"Then, the first thing we need to do is," Aoki Araya completely ignored Bai Lan who was standing at the door of the office, "summon a new heroic spirit."

Brandon Jesso: "...???"

Open curtain thunder strike.

"As far as I know," Bai Lan covered her face, "Heroic spirits are not so easy to summon, right?"

The amount of mana needed to maintain the existence of Heroic Spirits alone is a level that cannot be afforded under normal circumstances.

Aoki Araya was very calm: "Ah. That's because your news is lagging behind."

Bailan Jesso: "..." He was sure that his news did not lag behind.

but.The white-haired and purple-eyed young man raised his head and saw the red-haired Heroic Spirit sitting next to Aoki Araya staring at him curiously, but obediently closed his mouth.

In the presence of heroic spirits, it is better not to "speak freely" casually.

"Anyway," Aoki Araya raised his right hand and snapped his fingers towards the air in front of him, "The one who will appear here later will be a member of our "Bungo Association", Nakahara Chuya."

Bailan Jesso's voice was dry: "... Can something like a heroic spirit be designated to be summoned? Without holding a holy relic?"

Aoki Araya still said the same thing: "Bai Lan-jun's news is indeed a little behind."

Brandon Jesso: "..."

He wanted to rant.

However, when he felt that the magic power in the air and the ground really began to frantically rush towards Araya Aoki, Bailan Jesso obediently closed his mouth and looked towards the center where the magic power gathered.

The wind blows.

The gradually flashing light illuminated the entire office, so dazzling that nothing could be seen except this gold and white.

After about two or three minutes, the dazzling light gradually dimmed.

Just when everyone was still rubbing their eyes, trying to erase the remaining light spots on the retina, they heard a maddened youthful voice coming from the center of the light:

"Yo! Alaya, Yelu suffers from death!"

Everyone: ... Yelu suffers from death?

An ominous premonition welled up in their hearts—they always felt that this new member would not be a normal person.

Then, the voice continued: "Long time no see is long time no see, but these are not the point!"

He dragged out his voice: "Ah-lai-yeah-"

Aoki Araya replied slowly: "Don't think about it, I didn't bring wine."

[Central Plains Chuya] Can't believe it: "How is it possible! Before calling me, even if you think about it with your little toes, you know that you have to prepare a rare wine for Mr. Chuya, right! Alaya, thanks You are still Alaya, so stingy!"

Shiga Naoya replied for Aoki Araya: "That's not the case, Nakahara-kun. It's just because you are underage and not qualified to drink alcohol."

[Nakahara Chuya]: "...Are you two serious? Are you serious?!"

He yelled: "Remember who Chuya-sama is! I am the first magician with such great talent!"

Nagito Komaeda, who had been silent all this time, finally raised his head after hearing the keyword "talent", covered his eyes, and asked with some doubts: "'A magician with such a lofty talent'...?"

"Hahaha!" [Nakahara Chuya] laughed loudly, "That's right, you don't know the name, you are also suffering at night! Magicians don't care about things like alcohol at all. Once the magic circuit works a little, It can be completely excreted out of the body-although this kind of thing is not romantic at all, so I will never do it! Wahaha!"

Komaeda Nagito clapped his hands with dignity: "As expected of a magician, it sounds amazing!"

But Naoya Shiga said "Eh?": "Mr. Zhongyuan, why are you still saying hello to people after so many years? It really sounds like a bad middle school student. Although you are a little younger than me, you really can only go to middle school."

Everyone: ...He actually complained without hesitation!

After Shiga Naoya said these words, everyone found that their eyesight had finally returned to its usual state.

They put down the arms that were blocking their eyes, narrowed their eyes and looked in the direction of [Nakahara Chuya].

It was a delicate young man wearing an exaggerated pointed hat, and his attire was obviously inclined to European style.

Nagito Komaeda visually inspected it, and with the extremely big hat that looks like a magician or a witch would wear it, the boy is about 1.7 meters—that is to say, his real height may be around 1.4 meters. meters to 1.5 meters.

[Nakahara Chuya] As soon as he shook his head, the silver-blue braids at the back of his head followed suit.

Under the light of the office lights, [Nakahara Chuya]'s hair is like a shallow river under the quiet moonlight, with a gentle luster.

It's a pity that the other party's character is completely opposite to his first impression.

[Chuya Nakahara] Pushing up the sunglasses to completely cover the green eyes, he began to pat the table with a "bang bang": "No! I want to drink! I want to drink! I want to drink! I won't work until you give me a drink!"

Aoki Araya sneered: "I've given you a drink, so you don't have to work."

[Zhongyuan Zhongya] Coughed, and replied in a guilty tone that even a three-year-old child could hear: "How could it be... I can drink very well!"

"Okay, okay," Aoki Araya responded perfunctorily, "Then I will explain this task to you next."

After more than ten minutes, when Aoki Araya finished explaining to [Central Plains Chuya], the first reaction of the other party's Lingji was: "Then after going to another world, can I secretly drink behind your backs!"

Aoki Araya: "..."

He manipulated [Chuya Nakahara]'s body to utter these words mercilessly, making him accept the judgment of strangers' eyes at the same level as social death.

After [Nakahara Chuya] finally calmed down a little bit because of the strange eyes of other people, Aoki Araya was able to continue to add: "Because you are the swordsman (Saber) with the most powerful single-handed combat ability, Chuya-kun, so I talent……"

[Nakahara Chuya] Pounded his fist on the table and said angrily, "I am not a swordsman (Saber), but a magician (Caster)!"

The table shattered into several pieces, and rolled down onto the carpet.

Aoki Araya: "..."

He said coldly: "You pay for the money on the table."

[Nakahara Chuya] didn't listen at all: "Obviously only a mysterious profession like a magician (Caster) is worthy of me!"

He swore: "So, my class is Magician (Caster)!"

Aoki Araya sighed: "Okay, my Grand Caster."

"Anyway, remember, Mr. Zhongya, you have to pay for a new table yourself—this is not the base of our "British Association"."

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The author has something to say:

It's Saber....

And I still have to say that I am Caster's Saber () old-fashioned traditional entertainment.