[JOJO] Cream Risotto

When I just woke up, I didn’t open my eyes. I recalled what happened last night. I felt that I didn’t reveal my identity. On the contrary, I was quite surprised by the reaction of the assassination team... Diablo didn’t seem to be in their hands. ah.

They also don't seem to feel that the boss has changed.

Where did Diablo go?

"Are you awake?" A voice suddenly came from above, and I was so frightened that I opened my eyes suddenly, and was stimulated by the light to shed some tears.

My right hand felt a little uncomfortable, it seemed to be numb from holding something for too long, I squinted my eyes and looked over, it seemed that I was holding a wrist, and there was a circle of red marks where it was tightly clasped, I quickly let go of my hand, stood up Rubbed his eyes.

Surprisingly, he slept well.

"I'm sorry," I apologized softly, "I didn't know I kept grabbing you... You should wake me up."

Risut took a half step to one side: "That's a side effect of Veritaserum, you won't be able to wake up."

"...Oh." It really is Veritaserum.

He actually stood by my bed all night like this?It's outrageous.

I couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I'm already like this, and you didn't take advantage of the trend to sleep with me."

He didn't answer me, but asked bluntly, "What's your relationship with the new boss?" He continued to state what he knew, "You've never been to Italy before, and you don't have any history with gangsters, José. The DA Consortium doesn't have any collaboration with Passion either, but you know too much, too much that you shouldn't know."

For example, Tobio is related to the boss, or the organization's future trends.

It was really...a straight shot.

It seems that I still said a few more things, after all, I have never done this kind of thing before, so let’s deal with it first——

"You're nervous—you're trying to make up a lie."

He suddenly grabbed my wrist with his backhand and pushed me back on the bed.

I hold my breath.

What is it like to be held down by someone you like in bed?

Seriously, I don't find it dangerous, I just find it...exciting.

My heart was beating fast, my cheeks were flushed, my whole body was weak and sweating, my body was shaking slightly, and my pupils were dilated—it could be said to be nervous and fearful, but in fact I knew it was excitement.

Also, can you give me 5 minutes to wash up and reapply makeup.

After a few minutes of stalemate, he let me go and stood beside my bed with red pupils hanging down.

"What does the boss want the assassination team to do?" he asked.

·

In the evening, when I came to the restaurant I often go to, I was surprised to find that all members of the Bugarati team were there, not only Giorno, but also the man who killed four people in self-defense that I saw in the newspaper. The efficiency of coming to Bugarati is quite high. People have been fished out and pulled into the team.

And it seems that they get along quite well... At least they don't drug the newcomers to make a stereotype.

Heh, those men in the assassination team.

Giorno very obediently helped me add a stool, and I managed to join in, and then unceremoniously asked the waiter to help me order a special ham and cheese risotto and a crushed honeydew melon ice.

"Is sister in a bad mood?" Giorno, who was driven to sit next to Fugo, who was the second furthest away from me, asked caringly.

I shook my head: "Not really, I was tricked by the people in the team, but there are also some special gains."

Recalling the interaction with Risut in the morning, I am a little happy, but as expected——

"But I just can't swallow this breath!"

Bugarati touched my head helplessly: "Do you need help?"

"No need, I'm going to beat them up one by one. After a few months in the hospital, I'll know how to be obedient."

I moved my wrist symbolically, and Giorno immediately called out the double, and sent it to me to stick with me. I unceremoniously held the golden experience in my arms, and rubbed the head of the double.

The rookie on the side immediately exclaimed: "Is this Giorno's substitute?"

I looked at him in surprise: "Mista, can you see the substitute?"

"I'm also a stand-in emissary." Six petite stand-ins suddenly appeared beside Mista, and he greeted me with a smile, "You are the one that Bugarati said was the one who paid for my bail. ?”

I nodded: "Based on the monthly salary you can get now, you use 40.00% of the money to repay the debt every month, so you can pay it off in four years and four months."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh why are there so many fours! Please, reschedule, I can pay back a little more every month!"

I patted the golden experience's head in doubt, and Giorno, who felt empathy, immediately covered his tilted head.

"Then 40.00% four per month?"

Mista hugged her head in despair: "No!"

Ehe.

I laughed happily.

Although I just met this person and I don't hate this person, I still think it's really interesting to persecute him.

·

I shouldn't order that kind of special dish. The taste of this ham and cheese risotto is really hard to describe, and the honeydew melon ice is delicious.

Mista is feeding his stand-in with ham slices. Those cute little guys can talk and fight. I feel like I can watch them for a year just by watching them fight. Especially the little one who can cry is so cute.

I squeezed the face of the golden experience again, and glanced at the blushing Giorno who was opposite: "Speaking of it, I always feel that it is super destined, but all of Bugarati's team members are born substitute messengers or something. "

"Natural?" Mista immediately looked at me suspiciously, "Is this ability still natural?"

"……if not?"

If it's not natural, then it's only possible—

"I don't know too well, but I was pierced by an arrow during the team test, and then these little things appeared."

arrow!

Arrows are here!Right here in Naples!If it's an entry test...

I suppressed the excitement surging in my heart, and asked as calmly as possible: "Is that arrow in Polbo's hand?"

Buccarati, the captain, answered me: "Yes, but why do you care about that arrow?"

"Ah... because I still have several at home? Collectibles are only valuable if they are collected in one set... Probably like this."

I'm such a fool, why didn't I ask Bugarati how he became a stand-in messenger earlier?And Fugo, Naranja, and Apache, any of them could tell me that Polbo has the arrow I'm looking for!

Eh?

...Isn't Diablo useless?

·

That night, I sent an email to Popo as the boss, asking him to give the arrow to Bugarati, saying that someone would receive the arrow from Bugarati.Then tell my brother that I found the arrow and ask SPW to send someone to retrieve it as soon as possible.

There will be another day of class tomorrow, this time from nine o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the evening, it's scary to think about it.

I lay in bed early, and as soon as I closed my eyes, what happened in the morning flashed through my mind.The man I like stood by my bed and watched me from falling asleep to waking up, looking at me with lowered eyes.

In the throbbing eyes, he asked me: "What does the boss want the assassination team to do?"

And I replied to him: "Put down your hostility and cooperate with me."

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·Sister: When will he talk to me about romance and not about work_(:з)∠)_