[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

As expected, the weather on this day was quite clear, and the bright golden sunlight poured wantonly on the sparkling sea. At the end of the field of vision, the water was as clear and deep as the sky.

On a day like this, galloping down the coast in an open-top off-road would have been a joy.

If the current situation were not so...

Squalo was thinking with a sullen face, and the sense of absurdity like black humor continued to expand in his heart.

The most damning thing is that he can't even think of an appropriate adjective that can sum up the ridiculous situation at the moment.

"How far is it? How far is it from the Common People's Colosseum?!"

From the time he got in the car, the blond boy was very excited, and he would ask a similar question about every 10 minutes.

"Bell, there is no Colosseum, we just go to watch the football game." Cheng corrected me gently, "There is no need to fight wild animals on the football field."

"However, Luce said that football is a dark and rough activity that is often accompanied by a lot of blood and violence." Bell gestured with his hand to the scene in his imagination, "They don't stab knives into each other's stomachs while grabbing the ball in?"

"I think……"

Cheng's expression became more serious, and her slightly condemning eyes slowly turned to Lusilia who was sitting in the back seat with Mamon.

"It doesn't happen like that, does it, Luce?"

"Don't look at me like that, Cheng, I never said that to Bell."

Lusilia smiled and took off her sunglasses, raising her eyebrows.

"I just shared with him an interesting experience that I have witnessed before. The fans of the away team accidentally ran into the viewing area of ​​the home team. .”

"Seeing it with your own eyes? It is more appropriate to use personal experience." Mamon added calmly, "Although he is not a loyal fan of any of the teams, Lusilia actively contributed to the fight-he seemed to be What a joy."

Hearing this, Bell turned his face to Cheng, with an air of "you see, the prince is always right", and what's worse, he started to get eager to try.

"If Luce can use his fist, the prince can also use his own weapon..."

As he spoke, he waved the knife hidden in his sleeve.Belphegor sat between Cheng and Squalo. In the limited space, the dagger in his hand almost cut Squalo's hair beside him.

Before Cheng stopped him, Squalo spoke angrily.

"Listen, brat." Squalo put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and smiled angrily, "If you don't shut up, I will make you unable to lift your knife again for the rest of your life, understand?"

"...Bell, give me the dagger, and switch places with me."

Bell turned in the dangerous items with a flat mouth, but he didn't seem too reluctant to change seats-the prince didn't want to stay with the annoying and violent white long-haired monster.

"Squalo..."

When the girl approached, Squalo looked away, bluntly expressing his uncooperative attitude... But at least his hand was removed from the sword.

"Don't be mad, Squalo," she said softly. "It doesn't hurt to have a group event with everyone on the weekends..."

Squalo endured and endured, and finally turned his head and glared at her angrily.

"This is all your fault!"

Cheng blinked innocently.

"Well, I don't deny this. It was indeed my suggestion at the beginning... But, the final result is decided by everyone's vote..."

This is true.

Squalo recalled bitterly.

No matter who proposed the idea, Lusilia voted for it. Although Mamon didn't want to hang out with his colleagues after get off work, he abstained after hearing that all the expenses would be reimbursed by Valia, and then Squalo and Levy readily voted against it.

With two votes in favor and two votes against, things seemed to be at a stalemate until Valia's real master spoke.

This is the most critical part.

Squalo didn't know at all whether that guy from Xanxus drank something that caused his brain circuit to undergo an astonishing mutation, or else his whim would drive Squalo crazy without guilt— He actually!agreed!

Xanxus not only has a veto right in Valia, in fact he even has a right to enforce it.There was never room for change in what Valia's tyrant wanted to do, let alone Levi who betrayed Squalo like the wind immediately after the boss made a statement.

Now Levi is conscientiously working part-time as a driver, and the biggest culprit besides Cheng, Mr. Xanxus, is sitting comfortably in the passenger seat, enjoying the red wine and sea breeze.

Squalo was the only one who was reluctant in this Xanxus garage, the most rugged and rugged, off-road and ballistic-proof, and on its way to another city's football stadium.

Or the last one.

"I really want you to look happy..."

She said, the voice floated in the sea breeze, as soft as a feather.

"But Squalo, I still want you to stay with us..."

She smoothed out her long blown hair, and her pure warm brown eyes focused on Squalo.

"I wish you were here."

And the latter looked at her for a while, and couldn't help but look away again.

"……go back."

"?"

"Do what you want!" As if trying to hide his wavering, Squalo urged loudly and viciously, "Go back to your own seat and let Bell roll over."

Compared to the ignorant, cruel and vicious kid, Squalo felt for a moment that Cheng was more dangerous.

At least if he had to choose one of the two as his enemy, he would definitely not want to face her smile and voice.

Due to Valia's financial situation is quite ample, the ticket position they bought is in the area with the best view above the goal.

Cheng just diverted his attention for a while, and Bell happily ran away like a lively golden bird.

Although Cheng chased after him immediately after finding out, he still couldn't stop Bell before he ran into a passerby.

"It hurts!"

The one who was hit was a boy wearing an orange turban. He turned around angrily, looked around, and then lowered his head to lock his eyes on Bell.

"It's you, brat! Apologize!"

"Hee hee hee... mere common people are not qualified to make the prince apologize." Bell, who showed his surly side without hesitation in front of strangers, said, "You are just a brat yourself."

"What did you say?!"

The boy was instantly ignited and pulled Bell by his collar to lift him up.

"I'm already! I don't seem to have finished elementary school like you... Well, it's different from a brat like you anyway!"

Bell's expression became gloomy, he slid the knife to his palm and clenched it tightly, and waved his arm abruptly. Fortunately, the other party's reaction was also quick. When he saw the light of the knife, he decisively let go of his hand, leaned back, and avoided it. sharp blade.

"Hey, are you serious?" The boy's expression instantly became stern and cold, "Even if you are a child, if you attack me with such a dangerous thing, I will never forgive you..."

"You weren't hurt, were you?"

Cheng manages to scurry there before things get any worse.She also vaguely saw Bell's movement of swinging the knife, so before she had time to catch her breath, she first asked him nervously.

"...Ah? No, but no..."

"Great."

Cheng was slightly relieved.

"If you're hurt... By the way, I'm the child's guardian, and if he does anything bad—"

Cheng originally wanted to offer compensation, but the other party's companion called him just at this time.

"Naranja! What are you doing!"

To be honest, Naranja was relieved to be interrupted at this moment—although he was very rude to children, but if the other party was a young and lovely woman like Trixiu with a very gentle attitude, He really didn't know what to do.

"This, let's forget it this time!"

Naranja reprimanded with strong confidence, and then ran to his companions without looking back.

"Come right away!!"

Cheng watched his back, then turned to Bell seriously.

"We need to talk."

"Anyway, it's a good thing this guy has settled down."

Squalo commented on Belphegor who suddenly became quiet and refined.

It's a pity that when they came, Cheng's education time had already ended, and Squalo couldn't hear what sentence made the annoying kid into his current appearance.

"It's all my negligence." Cheng blamed himself, "Bell is still a child, if something happens, I'm the one who should be responsible..."

"If he was an ordinary kid, he wouldn't appear here." Xanxus said lazily and unquestionably, "Don't have any boring and superfluous thoughts about it, Cheng."

In short, no matter whether Chengzan agrees with xanxus' point of view or not, she doesn't want this accident to affect the mood of the trip. When she almost revealed this matter in her heart, they also arrived at the reserved position.

Several people have already arrived at this stand first, and it seems that the other party seems to be a small group traveling together like them.

"Ah! It's the girl from just now! Woo...it hurts so much, what are you doing, Fugo!"

Naranja yelled without thinking much, and was hit on the head by Fugo.

"Don't point your finger at a lady, it's rude."

"And she's cute."

Mista echoed in a serious manner, although compared to Fugo who occasionally obsessed with the etiquette education he received as a child (of course when he was not out of control), he usually reached consensus with Naranja more often , but when it comes to women, no one wants to stand with the boy Naranca—what a joke, even Giorno is better at dealing with women than he is.

"It seems that their position is also in this stand."

Giorno, who didn't know that he was secretly affirmed by his companions, said that the strange composition of Valia's party made him take a few extra glances.

His eyes and xanxus's met inadvertently, and both of them stopped their eyes as if feeling something. After a very brief confrontation, Giorno first looked away.

Although dangerous, it is not an enemy.

He judged so in his heart.

"I heard Naranja talk about what happened just now."

The younger sister-haired young man in a white suit spoke politely to Cheng, and offered to extend his hand.

"Hope it didn't bother you."

"No, it's up to me to apologize."

Cheng responded to the other's handshake, and at the same time tried very hard to look at the other person, so that she would not focus on his exposed large chest.

"Are a few local residents?"

"No, we're from Sicily..."

Cheng looked back at the Valyas.

For some reason, they were all wearing their usual black uniforms, which did seem to be very relevant to the popular Sicilian rumors - and it was true.

Cheng couldn't help stopping to organize his words.

"...you know, corporate team building."

"My partner and I are from Naples." Bugarati also glanced at the partners with distinctive personalities without any trace, "...corporate team building."

Today's football match was wonderful, and even the stands during the intermission were very lively.

Xanxus sitting next to Cheng doesn't seem to be as excited as the people around him. This may be because xanxus watches underground boxing more often than football games. For legal sports, the excitement may be slightly lacking ...but he's still here at the moment, which means he's not bored or bored.

Cheng was about to say something to him when Lusilia, who was sitting on the other side, suddenly stood up.

Her attention was drawn to the other side.

"What's wrong, Luce?"

"I can't stand it anymore."

Lucia said.

"I'm going to find the group of Neapolitans I met just now—do you remember, Cheng, the man with the long purple hair?"

"...Yes, each of them is impressive." Cheng asked in confusion, "Did something happen just now?"

"Nothing, but I must know his hair spray brand and lip color number."

Lusilia held Cheng's shoulder.

"And what they're wearing...what a fashion inspiration!" he said cheerfully. "I think we'd be a great hit."

So Lusilia left his seat, and after he left, the one sitting on Cheng's right became Squalo.

"..."

Squalo deliberately kept his eyes in the distance. He believed that Cheng couldn't see it, so she didn't disturb him.

She just watched him quietly.

But Squalo soon discovered that he couldn't easily ignore even her gaze.

"...Don't stare at me."

He said angrily.

"It's good to look at anywhere, the goal, the opposite stand, the screen..."

They were positioned so that they could see the big screen clearly, and it was time to interact with the audience. As the camera moved, the faces of the audience appeared on the screen one by one. When Squalo spoke, the camera just caught on The stands where they were, and before he finished speaking, the camera had already firmly locked the positions of the two of them.

Squalo, who suddenly saw his face appearing on the screen, froze for a moment, but Cheng reacted faster than him.

"Have you ever watched the NBA? It's a kisscam session." Cheng explained quickly in a low voice, "The two people captured by the camera need to kiss."

But not talking about herself, Cheng felt that Squalo would definitely not like this kind of thing.

So she added.

"If you don't want to, just wait for the camera to move away..."

Before she could finish speaking, Squalo pulled her closer and kissed her on the cheek.

Booing suddenly erupted around the stands, but a kiss on the cheek didn't seem to satisfy the camera, the camera was still circling around Cheng, and before Cheng could react, a force pulled Cheng to the other side.

It's xanxus.

He held Cheng's arm, and almost forcibly took her out of another man's arms. The moment Cheng fell into his arms, xanxus put his arms around her waist and held her up the back of her neck.

A short but deep kiss followed.

His kiss was like lightning, without hesitation or entanglement, declaring ownership with a dominance that seemed to tear the night sky apart.

When she was let go, Cheng was still caught off guard, she stared blankly at xanxus, and the latter seemed to be pleased by her expression - he raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and then looked away , did not show the slightest desire to explain his actions.

Cheng belatedly felt a little pain, she licked the corner of her lips, and tasted a little blood.

It was bitten there by the man's canine teeth.

The game ended peacefully and smoothly.

This kind of term does not mean that the game is not intense enough, but it is used to describe the kind of vicious case that Bell expected during the game, which may occupy the headlines of social news newspapers.

Maybe it was because he still had some regrets in his heart. When he left the venue, Bell who saw the ice cream cart suddenly couldn't walk.

It was a common ice cream truck on the side of the road. It sold common ice cream with a lot of saccharin and coloring, as well as chopped nuts and greasy chocolate or jam. It can be said that it is completely low-style civilian food.

But so what, the prince wanted to eat anyway.

"The prince wants ice cream."

So Bell said.

Cheng looked at the ice cream truck that the boy was pointing at, probably because most of the audience hadn't had time to leave yet, and there was a long snake-shaped queue in front of the ice cream truck.

It's impossible to get their boss to wait patiently for them to spend 10 minutes in line just to buy cheap ice cream.

"Does it have to be now?" Cheng discussed with him, "I can eat ice cream when I go home."

"The prince wants to eat now."

"alright, I got it."

Cheng nodded and put a change bill in the boy's hand, then she took his other hand and turned her face to the other companions.

"So, please go back first, Bell and I get ice cream before leaving," she said, "We can go back by ourselves, rent a car or..."

For such a ridiculous reason, xanxus was noncommittal, he put his hand into the pocket of his suit, as if he was about to take something out of it, this action made Cheng suddenly have a bad premonition.

"Wait, xanxus, you don't need to do this kind of thing..."

It was too late, Xanxus had already pulled out his gun and fired it into the sky.

The gunshots that seemed to be close at hand caused quite a commotion in front of the ice cream truck, but within a few seconds, the long snake-like team quickly dispersed, and now Bell could see an egg on the truck without any cover. Rolled up the cones.

"Don't dawdle, brat."

Before xanxus finished speaking, Valia's youngest killer jumped out with great agility. He quickly ran to the ice cream truck—the operator was crouching under the ice cream machine with his head in his arms—but fortunately, there were a few finished products. The ice cream was on the stand, and Bell put the banknotes on the counter of the trolley. Considering that the shopkeeper probably didn't want to show his head to change the money, he tiptoed and took the most luxurious looking ice cream.

Bell turned around with the ice cream in his hands, their SUV braked in front of him, Squalo looked at him like he was going to kill him, but opened the door for him anyway.

"Hurry up."

The blond boy jumped into the car decisively, and then a group of outlaws drove away amidst the sound of the engine.

"Don't do such a thing again, Cheng."

Squalo told her.

"This kind of chaotic and ridiculous day, once in a lifetime is one too many."

"Sorry, although it's not unexpected..." Cheng paused, "The result is still a bit beyond imagination."

"As long as you know."

Squalo said darkly.

In order to avoid being caught up by the law enforcement officers, Squalo drove the car almost to the limit on the way back... This is not to say that no one here except Cheng Cheng is worried about conflicting with them-it's just that it's too funny, he doesn't They don't want to cause the conflict to escalate because of an ice cream and make this matter a laughing stock for the Mafia in Italy.

Now he is taking Cheng back to his residence, only him, Cheng and Bell are in the car.

When they arrived at the apartment building, Cheng naturally invited him to have a cup of tea together, just to relieve the fatigue he might have after driving for a long time.

"The Prince doesn't want the Shaggy Grumpy to come in."

Bell muttered reluctantly, but the law of the jungle is a not unimportant rule in Valia. When Squalo looked over with unkind eyes, he jumped off the sofa humiliated and cautiously, and returned to his bed. Room.

"Hate peppermint?"

As Cheng asked, he tied up his long hair, revealing a fair and delicate back of his neck.

After getting a negative response, she smiled and added a few mint leaves to the steaming mug.

Squalo rarely felt a little sleepy as the fresh and pungent aroma spread in the room.

He had worked tirelessly to hone his swordsmanship before his duel with that powerful swordsman, Valia's previous master, so he shouldn't have gotten tired so easily... Soon, Squalo realized that I realized that this sense of embarrassment does not come from the body, but from the spirit.

When he was with her, he always seemed to need to consume more, more attention and energy than usual-to cope with the endless things and emotions that made him feel strange and at a loss.

It's not that he doesn't know that this may wear down his will as a swordsman or an assassin, but...

Bell pushed the door open at this point, interrupting Squalo's thoughts.

But he wasn't targeting Squalo, who watched him walk up to Cheng holding a patched teddy bear.

Now it had a new wound, Bell's dagger plunged obliquely into the bear's head, almost cutting off half of its ear.

Cheng turned around and took the little bear, showing a somewhat helpless expression.

"Are you bullying it again?"

"You can make it up for me." Bell didn't answer her, but said in a firm tone, "It's just like before, right, Cheng?"

"..."

Cheng sighed softly.

"I'm going to look for the sewing box."

She then went to another room, leaving Squalo and Belphegor's living room in an uneasy silence.

Squalo took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards Bell, who stared at him intently, lowering his body like a vigilant little beast.When the opponent's approach touched his safe distance, Bell threw a throwing knife towards the opponent's vital point... This is not a joke when he was with Cheng, his eyes are so cold, anyone can see that he is Really want each other's life.

But of course, no matter in terms of experience or physical strength, his enemies are much better than him.

Squalo avoided Bell's attack effortlessly. He picked up the boy and threw it heavily on the sofa. Bell quickly rolled away, but Squalo didn't give him a chance to fight back. In the next second, He grabbed Bell by the neck and punched him in the stomach, and the boy immediately curled up in pain.

"She was too lenient with you."

Squalo said coldly.

"She does that to everyone, so I've always thought she wasn't the right advisor to Valia."

His eyes caught sight of Bale's battered teddy bear, and it didn't take him long to guess that every tear was at the hands of the diabolically mean-haired boy who had murdered his blood-kin without mercy.

"But she's still a pretty big part of Valia," Squalo said. "Don't make her yours, Bell."

Hearing his warning, Bell laughed softly.

"I've broken it so many times on purpose," he was talking about his bear, "and this is the tenth time, and she's fixed it for me every time. So, I don't need another the little bear."

He turned to look at Squalo, his forehead was covered with sweat from the pain, but there was still an innocent and cruel smile on Bell's face.

"What about you, Squalo?"

Squalo frowned deeply, but Bell continued before he could do anything to teach the other person a deeper lesson.

"You hate it as much as I do, don't you?"

He said.

"She treats everyone with tenderness, and everyone loves her for that."