[Comprehensive] Happy Immortal

The leader who ended the dance ahead of schedule frowned and thought about something along the way, until he returned to Pengelie's stronghold, he summoned all the branch administrators present again.

"Count Mante asked me what Mafia meant at the ball. First of all, Mafia." The blond leader said so, and the following were basically all Italians who blurted out without thinking.

--my daughter.

"And then..." He paused suddenly, trying to get the disconnected tone out: "Maf, ia."

The meaning of the first Mafia is different, like words that are randomly disconnected and can’t even be read normally. Other people on the round table are silently writing something on the seat. Spedo touched his eyes, Being in the aristocratic class, the things and ideas he comes into contact with are completely different from those of ordinary people. For example... profit comes first, and for example, he must be more ruthless when attacking the French.

What the war destroys is the lives of the people, and what is lost is the interests of the nobles. Mr. nobles who have been indoctrinated with the contradictions between Italy/Italy/League and France/France for many years leaned forward, and then picked up the words he wrote: "MortoAllaFrancia , Italia Anela."

——The elimination of France/country is Italy/Italy/Li's desire.

Giotto nodded in agreement and said a third time: "Mafia."

But this time the word did not appear any strange interruptions, but the word was pronounced in an even weirder tone. The pronunciation that had never been seen made most people react for a while, while others He was contemplating. Although the pronunciation was weird, it sounded familiar.

"I once happened to receive Arab businessmen from the East, but for them, Mafia refers to fleeing."

The word escape always means that something bad is coming, Yao frowned vigorously, thinking of the neighbors he has taken care of for many years in the town, and most of the high-level strongholds present have families in this city, For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference hall froze instantly.

"My daughter, it is Italy's desire to destroy France, escape." One of them read.

"What exactly did Earl Mante convey? Did he hope that we could protect his daughter, or..."

"Or...is Miss Manter already involved?"

The word "involve" is more like a euphemistic expression, not so much passive as active.

"What the hell are those French guys doing...!"

"Quiet." Giotto patted the table lightly with his hands. The absolute respect for the leader made the people below quiet down. They stood up and bowed slightly to apologize for their gaffes. Giotto ordered people to bring letter paper.

"Attention the branch leaders in this city and its surrounding cities. Now start to monitor the situation at the seaside and surrounding areas. If there is any information, it will be conveyed to the headquarters." The managers of the flame branch were amazed, and then picked up the envelope with the flame of death.

The people in charge who received the order quickly assigned their tasks, and the previously noisy conference hall fell silent instantly. Spedo casually played poker with his fingertips. He looked at the leader who still had a heavy expression on his face. He seemed to appreciate it very much, with a smile on his face: "nufufufu~Giotto, what are you going to do?"

"D, I might ask you to go to Mante's house to see the situation." Of course, Giotto, who has long been accustomed to his expression of being slapped, didn't care. He showed his usual smile, knowing that the other party didn't like him very much With such a smile, Giotto deepened his own smile even more maliciously.

Spedo, who didn't want to see his leader anymore, turned into a purple smoke and disappeared under the protection of illusion.

"Giotto, leave the slums to..."

"Do not."

"..."

The wicked leader laughed a few times, stood up, took the hand of the boy who was still in a daze after being decisively rejected, and then made a standard hand-kissing gesture.

"How can my partner be absent from the three-day ball? I believe that gentlemen who are fascinated by your beauty will also be anxious."

I knew it... The boy who was molested/molested suddenly turned dark. He took a few deep breaths, and then made a serious expression. Although he has not experienced it before, he has seen it. Haruka, who was young, grabbed the blond leader's hand in turn.

"I've got you, where are your wings? Lady who descended from the sky, can I win your favor and become the jealous object of men at the ball?" His smirk is even more special on the face of the young boy of oriental descent.

Oh hoo.The leader who was stabbed by a wink raised his eyebrows.

You with rare golden eyes are the real beauty.For the first time, Haruka, who was forced to be full of skills, felt that there was no harm in learning so many love words, and the young man who successfully reversed/played the meaning/big/li native male raised his chin proudly.

But obviously, the action of raising the chin gave the other party a lot of convenience.

Giotto lowered his head, just in time to meet Haruka's eyes, because the society is too extensive, Ozora, who is extremely accomplished in some aspects, smiled slightly, and he gently rubbed the boy's black hair, one black and one golden hair color were slightly shimmering Too dim/ambiguous under the light.

"Good evening." Giotto, who suddenly said a greeting, said this, and the prestigious leader lowered his voice: "Then this little gentleman, you have won my favor, and in exchange, I can get you The fifth kiss of the night?"

Unlike the deep voice of a man, it is more inclined to a female voice, and the already delicate facial features of the other party are more blurred under the light. Giotto himself is a beauty that can be regarded as an existence. Now he deliberately shows his own Under the circumstances, the boy here blushed instantly.

Fifth what of the night?

What?What? ?What? ? ?

He tried hard to think, and kept his original movements in a daze. Although his face was already blushing, his thoughts were already involved thousands of miles away.

The first kiss is on the forehead, which represents thoughts.

The second and third kisses are on the eyes, representing dreams.

The fourth kiss is on the nose, representing breathing.

Yao quietly withdrew his hand, turned around indifferently, and then started running wildly.

I just knew... I just knew... bastard Italian/Da/Li man! ! ! !

Ignoring the laughter coming from behind, the young man covered his face and ran wildly cursing in his heart, the red on the tips of his ears became even brighter under the light.

The fifth kiss is on the lips, let me feel your heat.

This is a love story circulated among men. Not many people know it, but it just so happens that he knows what the five kisses mean. Yao lay quietly on the bed, and blushed when he was told by a friend who is also a man. This taste is indescribable.

"I..." Lying on the bed caused poor breath flow, and the boy's voice was muffled. He covered his chest, and the violent heartbeat from his chest stirred his thoughts.

"...I want to learn more."

The boy who hadn't realized it yet swears like that.

In the meeting room, Giotto smiled helplessly. There was a slap sound of cards falling from behind. He closed the half-open door and picked up the playing cards that fell behind him.

"D, why are you back again?"

He put the playing cards on the table, and purple smoke drifted over the corresponding chair, and Kirimori, who was wearing aristocratic attire, looked at his leader with interest.

"nufufufu~ I'm just here to find what I lost." Spedo slowly turned over the side of the card with numbers printed on it, and the heart symbol on it made him laugh even louder.

"D." Although we have been together for many years, the leader who still hasn't figured out his character and thoughts of Kirishou shook his head helplessly and then left the room. The legend of the strange laughter that spread from Pengo Li's headquarters may spread again. It's the branch.

Kirimori, who was left alone, flexibly played poker with his fingertips. He flicked the card of hearts, and the card turned into a lens with pure white wings of an angel.

At the highest point of the Manter family's castle, the Miss Manter family who is famous for her beauty in the city is now skinny, more like a terrible witch than a beautiful girl, she looks at the pavilion in the garden below with red eyes, and dies. He pinched the corner of the curtain desperately, and the overly long nails tore it full of scars.

There was already a strange smell in the house, and there were glass instruments inside, more like a laboratory than a girl's room.

The eyes are bloodshot, the lips are full of tooth marks, the skin on the face is too pale, but it is full of blushes strangely, milky white smoke overflows from the instrument, and the distorted and violent witch before With an intoxicated expression.

"Nufufufu...I can't imagine that beautiful Miss Mante...actually turned into what she is now."

"Who!!! Who!!!" The woman who regained her senses shouted sharply. She took a few steps forward and seemed to pick up an object to defend herself, but because her body was too thin, she was brought down by herself On the ground, she began to tear the hem of her skirt angrily, her ugly side was beyond words.

But at this moment, countless beautiful poppies grew in the familiar room in front of me, and the room was filled with red petals. The miserable woman carefully touched the unknown flower, and then the flower began to become weak, It was rough, and even began to twist in a strange way, until finally, the red flower bent down, and when it was lifted up again, it had turned into a little red snake spitting out letters.

The woman who was deeply trapped in the snake's nest was so frightened that she burst into tears, and then she simply lost consciousness.

A magic mirror with pure white wings floated in front of the right eye. Mishou, holding a sickle in his left hand, came out from a dark corner. The lower end of the sickle hit the ground with a sound. She was dragged into the darkness, the purple smoke billowed and then dispersed, and the fog guarded into the darkness, and in front of the window, there appeared a "person" like Miss Mante, she also tore the curtains, a pair of red Eyes were also fixed on the garden below.

"Nufufufu~ Recycling is complete." The vicious Kirimori still smiled weirdly.

The author has something to say:

So... the fifth kiss of the night that Giotto mentioned refers to the lips, cough cough cough... as expected of Italy, exciting.

Spedo probably watched around for a while, then quietly divination for his leader, but pretended not to care and left, and finally came back quietly to take away the fortune-telling poker cards... This is the secret arrogance of Wushou Yurui to Daikong, Spedo is, and Liudaokuo is also.

Everyone should know the situation of Miss Manter, cherish life and stay away from scientific experiments [bu]