If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

In early spring when it is still a bit cold, eating red bean rice cake soup is the most suitable~! ——I sighed while sipping the hot soup.

If Pengelie wants to engage in a battle of successors, the two successor candidates must have their own forces.

Initially, it seems that the leader of Balian, XANXUS, is his small Balian team and some forces in the headquarters that support him.

As for Sawada Tsunayoshi's words... it should be the influence of the consultant outside the door.

Peng Gelie's major decision-making outside the consultant leader also has the decision-making power second only to the BOSS, which is very fussy...

But think about it carefully, if I were XANXUS, I would definitely not be reconciled.I am the son of the ninth generation, so I will always think that I am the legitimate heir. I remember that the information said that the other two collateral descendants who had the right to inherit were all disabled by XANXUS... This is a bit vicious, but as a black hand For the party, it does not seem to be a surprise.

The real accident is the innocent boy who was raised in Bingsheng Wanwan as if isolated from the world (Mafia)-Sawada Tsunayoshi who can help the old woman cross the road.

I haven't met the other core members of Balian, and I'm not in the mood to meet them now. After I finished making rice cake soup, I went out for a stroll with a small bowl in my hand.

Balian forbade me to run around inside Vongola, but I was still free to run outside.Although there are people who follow...

"Really, Chisaki, you speak too boldly. Don't look at Squalo as fierce, but he is better than the boss." Ruslia explained while driving, "If you When you meet the BOSS later, you should restrain your words~"

"I know~ Thank you, Miss Ruth~!" I replied with the same tone, and then I put my hands on the back of the chair and asked curiously, "Mr. XANXUS is the son of the ninth generation, right? Logically speaking, he is not the successor leader. Is the position justified?"

"Yeah, so..." Ruslia was about to blurt out some words subconsciously, she got stuck at a critical moment, and laughed out loud, "Xiao Qiansaki, you are not good, you are trying to trick my sister like this .”

"Hey—how can this be a cliché, I'm just interested in the relationship history of this kind of big family with short-term love-hate entanglements!" I said with a smile.

"To be honest, I really like you, cute little Chisaki, but if you know too much, once the BOSS orders, I will have to do something to you." Ruslia sighed softly, tight Then the tone became cheerful again, "So these few days are fun, and you will finally meet Kudai, and then sign the contract and go back safely, wouldn't it?"

"Hey—it's like this...Actually, I'm really just curious. After all, your internal turmoil has nothing to do with our Japanese public security. Anyway, if you don't cause trouble in our country, we don't care about bombing Sicily."

"Hahahahahaha! That's right, just keep this mentality~!"

After I finished speaking the truth, seeing Ruslia's previously tense state relax, I also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After this attitude is communicated to the other party, it shouldn't prevent me from being so tight, right?

I lowered my head, thoughtfully: "Actually... I can vaguely guess what Mr. XANXUS is thinking."

Ruslia's curiosity was aroused all of a sudden: "What? Really? What do you think our BOSS thinks?"

"Look... usually in this situation, it should be Mr. XANXUS's great achievements that threatened Kudaime?" I used the most common routine to substitute.

Ruslia immediately rejected it with a smile: "Hahahahaha, this is definitely not our boss!"

OK, ruled out one wrong option.I nodded, and said in a firm tone: "That is, Mr. XANXUS felt that he was a legitimate heir, but Jiudaimu actually found a backup, felt that he was insulted, then got angry, and then rebelled. He was suppressed when he rebelled, and he was even more angry So I decided to rebel again!"

Ruslia also fell into deep thought: "Although it sounds a bit strange, our BOSS should really think like this..."

Me: "..." I just said it casually!Your BOSS is too impulsive, no wonder Jiudaimu doesn't want him to inherit!I'm Kudaime and I don't want to either!Do you know that bosses like you who only act according to their own wishes are the previous generation of gangster leaders in Hong Kong!The kind who will get their throats cut by the unbearable subordinates and take over by themselves!

"That's the issue of the ninth generation..." The ass decides the head, and Ruslia naturally speaks for her boss, "Let us respect a weak and incompetent 14-year-old kid as the tenth generation? Impossible, our world is to follow Strong!"

"That's true..." I rubbed my face and thought for a moment, "But from a biological and psychological point of view... this is also very reasonable."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well... Let's put it this way, Miss Ruth, do you know who will love you the most among your grandparents?" I didn't expect the other party to answer, and I asked myself, "It's grandma. Because only your grandma will confirm it." My daughter was born by herself, and my daughter confirmed that you were born by her, so I can be 100% sure that you are her blood. But the father is different. I remember that Mr. XANXUS was not with Kudai when he was young. It was only when he was seven or eight years old that his mother led him to recognize his relatives? Maybe it happened because of the lack of this blood closeness?"

Ruslia's tone was a bit subtle: "You mean... Kudaime suspects that the BOSS is not his own son?"

When the other party said this, we all fell silent.

After a few seconds, we both laughed at the same time.

"Hahahahaha, this guess is even more outrageous than the previous one!"

"Hahahaha, that's right! After all, the child who stayed outside will definitely undergo a paternity test when he is picked up!"

……

This time, Ruslia took me to Naples, where I got off the plane yesterday. It is said that there happened to be a mission there, so he took me there, and then I could play by myself.

I also became a tourist in a serious way, took a bunch of photos, and ordered gifts to be mailed directly to Japan.

Anyway, Balian gave quite a lot of money, if you overspend, then go to extort a little more.I haven't asked for my rice cake money yet!

This time, I also accidentally met an acquaintance who I don't know very well - the previous donut black car driver, Xihua Haruno.

Thinking of the substitute messenger that Hirose Koichi mentioned, I couldn't help but suspect that the Xihua Shuryu he was looking for with all his heart was not a relative of a friend, but a substitute messenger.

Out of curiosity and having nothing to do, I had some occupational disease, so I followed up to observe this boy.

It is different from the young black car driver I imagined. The other party first sent a ignited lighter to the prison, and then came out after a while, and then gently guided the tourists on the road and stole the thief. The wallets of the departing tourists were returned.

Aside from the strange thing about going to prison, he is simply a well-behaved boy!When I was pretending to be an old lady, I didn't even start pretending to cross the road before I took the initiative to help me carry my things!

After tearing off the illusion disguise, I strolled to see the real person: "Sweet...Hatsuryu Nai-kun!" Playing with the ball, I almost yelled out donuts just now.

The blond boy walking in front stopped, turned his head, was taken aback when he saw me, and then smiled back.

I saw that the other party stopped there as if he meant to wait for me, so I ran forward.

"My name is Giorno now, Giorno Giobana." The other party's tone was mixed with a trace of helplessness, "Are you with that little man from yesterday?"

"No, he's looking for you. I'm here as a real tourist." I said seriously.

The other party nodded towards me, and asked abruptly: "You also pretended to be the old grandma just now? It really looks like it."

"...you found out?" I put my hands behind my back, looked at the other person with curious eyes, and my tone was full of suspicion, "How did you find out? I shouldn't have any flaws."

"Well, I didn't see it either." The other party smiled, shifted his gaze slightly, and looked at my messenger bag, "It was the things you were carrying that told me."

"...Huh?" I looked at my bag, and saw that the badge pinned on the backpack turned into a butterfly, flying against the bag.

Immediately, I reached out and grabbed the butterfly in my palm. Feeling the butterfly's struggle, I showed surprise on my face: "It's actually alive... This is your special... the ability of a stand-in messenger?"

As an illusionist, I'm pretty sure it's not an illusion.So all that's left is my own guess.

"Sure enough, you know it too." Giorno sighed, "So you too?"

"It's a little bit different..." My expression became a bit tangled, my voice became a little softer because of guilt, and I immediately changed the subject, "So your substitute ability can turn objects into other creatures? Quite It's amazing. If you are so powerful, why do you want to be a black car driver? There are many ways to get money, right?"

As I spoke, I felt the butterfly in my palm turn back into a badge, and I pinned it back.

The other party was taken aback: "Didn't the person who was walking with you tell you?"

I laughed and said, "I haven't contacted Hirose-kun yet..." Next time I will contact him as a police officer, I hope he won't be frightened.

The blond boy was silent for a moment, and suddenly his expression became serious, his green eyes filled with firmness: "I, Giorno Giobana, have a dream..."

I was stunned: "...Hey? Wait? We've only known each other for a few minutes, and have we developed a relationship that can be called a dream?"

My new friend has a big dream - to be a gangster superstar.

At first I thought that the other party wanted to become a mafia and make his debut in the idol world. I almost persuaded the other party that the idol world is not so easy to mix. The star in the gang to regulate and restrain the mafia.

It’s a very lofty ideal. If all the people who joined the gang had the same idea as him, the police would be much more relaxed, and the world would be a better place. My master and father wouldn’t be thinking KUFUFU all day about eliminating the gangsters. party up.

After listening to it, I sighed: "But your idea...it seems that you can only realize it when you are the boss of a gangster."

Giorno nodded: "I think so too."

"..." I fell silent all of a sudden, and couldn't help but put my hand on his shoulder, persuading him earnestly, "Listen to my sister...ah, how old are you...15 years old, I am indeed a sister...Listen to my sister A word of persuasion! It is really difficult to usurp the throne! And I have inside information that the battle for Vongola’s heir is already chaotic enough, and Vengley’s BOSS must be related by blood, you can’t… hey ? Wait? You won't be some Vongola's wandering blood, right?!"

If this is the case, I must ban Peng Lie from entering the country!Do you want to harm us by fighting in your own territory?Public officials are also very hard!

"Huh?" Giorno was taken aback. "I'm not talking about Vongola. Vongola is a power in Sicily. I'm talking about Naples."

"Naples..." I recalled, "Naples of Naples... Ah, is it Passione?"

"You know a lot more."

"Occupational disease problem." I touched my nose and patted the other person's shoulder, "If this is the case, you will be fine, you work hard! Ah, I will leave you a contact information, and let me know when you succeed!"

It's rare for me to meet such an ambitious gangster boy, and I feel that I can use his case to win when confronting others in the future!

And finally I can talk about my life in the chat with Mr. Chuya!I can't talk about the public security or Peng Gelie, who is easily exposed, but I can talk about my new friends from gangsters!This is also a stand-in messenger to write reports later to enrich the content and make up the word count!

Kill three birds with one stone, I'm so witty!

……

I was in a good mood because I met new friends.

When I returned to Balian humming a song, I found that the surrounding area was a bit too quiet compared to usual.

I fell silent, walked in cautiously, and found the reason for the silence—Mr. Squalo hadn't spoken.

At this moment, the silver-white long-haired youth was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

Falling asleep... It seems that having such a BOSS is really not easy...

But it also proves that Mr. XANXUS is really strong, right?Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people willing to tolerate his waywardness.

It's like if it weren't for Mori Ogai's ability to devote himself to Hong Kong gangsters, there wouldn't be so many people turning a blind eye to his perverted side.

After all, there is no 100% perfect boss in this world.Brother Zero of my family also has a question that sexual orientation is a national issue.

I walked over quietly, concealed my figure, held my breath...then squatted down, gently picked up a strand of long hair of the other party, quickly braided it, and tied it to the leg of the chair Come on, get up quickly and slip away.

A few minutes later, there was a distraught roar.

——"Which bastard did it?! Bell! Is it you!? Damn—! Don't let me catch it!"

I took the ice cream from the refrigerator, and made three balls for myself, and licked it slowly.

Hmph, let you pull my hair!My dad never pulled my hair!