[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

For ordinary people, it is "a small matter of falling in love".

And for a love brain like me, nothing but falling out of love is a trivial matter.

I have persecuted most of Pengelie's subordinates, including the group of little spies in "that department". I think they all want to report and resign collectively and go home to retire.

But not enough, as soon as I stop the persecution, I will remember that I have lost my relationship, and I have cut my hair for the relationship.

It's double the pain.

As for how strong my persecution is, let me give you an example: even Xanxus walked around me these two days.

The whole Pengelie is also Ace, as always, the wind and rain have not changed color.

I looked up from behind the file and looked at the two men in front of me blankly

One is a member of the consultants outside the door. The guy Iemitsu Sawada lent it to me. I can’t remember his name. Anyway, as soon as I got it, he was sent to investigate the newly emerging drug trafficking organization in Naples. Seems to be involved in the fire and was almost killed, but fortunately escaped without any danger.

The other is Oda Saku, who is now in a semi-retirement state. The neighborhood under his jurisdiction is peaceful, and he is like a street office director who likes to pick up children.

I looked at Odasaku, "Your orphanage has a new child?"

"Ah... mainly because I can't sit idly by..."

"Okay, okay, don't tell me this... Can your salary really support them? Prices have risen so much recently."

"Everyone is very enthusiastic, and they will come to my house to deliver things every now and then."

"..." I think if this goes on, I can apply for an annual special issue for Oda Saku who touched people in Naples, "You can do whatever you want, if you don't have enough, you can talk to me."

"Don't trouble the boss," he said.

"...Okay, report the name of the new child you picked up, and investigate whether it is really an orphan or something. It will be embarrassing if the parents are still there." I lowered my head and looked at him again. The report was handed over, "Hmm... this kid, seems to have witnessed a suspicious transaction?"

"Yes, that's why I brought him here, the words I relayed may be distorted." Odasaku replied, "Should I let her in?"

"Children sometimes lie or deliberately exaggerate the facts because they want to attract the attention of adults." I complained casually, "Before letting him in," I turned to look at the other person, "I read your report. Bi Speaking of the force that was chasing you, I'm more curious about what happened when you narrowly escaped death. You said...the place where you stayed was full of weeds, and you could only escape because of a child who distracted the people who were chasing you? "

"Yes." Said the consultant Iemitsu Sawada lent me. He was originally a local gangster in Naples. Later, after the expansion of Vengley's power, their family was also included. Consultant outside the door.

"But when I sent someone to look at it later, I found that there were no 'weeds' in the place you mentioned. It was a large piece of broken brick ground." I said.

"Impossible, I was indeed hidden by a large pile of weeds, and there were even small trees—"

I raised my hand and signaled him to be calm, "I don't think you're lying. It's common sense that bushes can be invisible..." Well, he may not understand my stalk, "But the place you mentioned is really nothing Grass."

I stared at the sleep-deprived dead fish and looked at him, "And you used your power a little bit to repay your favor, right? Bring the child, I want to see him."

"Boss, I don't really want that kid to embark on the path of gangsters..." He took a step forward, seeming to disagree with my order.

"Or I can go see him," I said.

"..." He fell silent, "Boss..."

"Don't worry, I just want to confirm my guess, Peng Lie doesn't want to be underage—ah, don't tell me about Li Baoen, he's not underage, he's an old monster."

"Yes, boss." He finally seemed relieved, took off his hat and pressed it against his chest, and backed out.

Oda Saku opened the door and let in a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid with the same hair as a devil fruit.

I leaned forward and looked at him with my chin resting on my crossed fingers, "Listen to Oda Saku, you witnessed an illegal transaction?"

The little ghost gave an impatient "tsk", "Yes, I saw it, and you made me wait so long outside for this?"

"...????" What's the matter with this child?A normal person would have been trembling long ago when he saw me, how dare he talk back?Is it because Oda Saku is too kind to him, so it gives him the illusion that I am also kind?

Just as Oda Saku was about to say something, I put my hand on my lips and made a silent motion, "Little devil, what's your name?" I asked him.

"Ah?" He was about to say something, but he met my eyes, and then his whole body froze, and the hand placed by his side twitched slightly, and my gaze fell from his eyes to his hand, " A child who is about the same age as Xanxus, if Xanxus hadn’t come to Vengley, he would probably be the same as you.” His whole body was covered in wounds from fighting with others, beaten by his parents, and by children older than him Those who fought, and those left from the fight between himself and Biren.

Ah, if Xanxus knew what I said, he would probably rush up and fight me, shouting "Compare me to this group of trash" or something like that.

"It's not good to lie about being an orphan and run away from home because of domestic violence by your father," I said.

He clenched his fists.

"But it's okay, I never care about these nosy things." I waved my hand impatiently, "Name?"

"Gacchu." The boy answered me.

"Where did you see the transaction, if it is exaggerated, I will see it at a glance." I lazily warned him.

He clenched his fists and looked aggrieved. It took a while before he began to describe what he had seen and heard. I listened patiently and thought he was not exaggerating or lying.

"This transaction does exist." I rubbed my chin and thought, "But the content of the transaction is not necessarily a drug pin. Ah, sorry, I started talking on my own, you can go back." I said to the boy .

At that moment, he showed a wronged and unwilling expression.

"When I said 'you can go back', I meant going back with Oda Tsukuru." I shrugged and smiled, "After all, we must protect the witnesses."

His eyes widened, he looked relieved, and he turned his head to look at me as he walked away with Odasaku.

I nestled back into the boss throne, thinking about what he said—if I could trade there, would it be someone from Popo?Then it is unlikely to be a drug pin, is it some other contraband...

This fat man is gone.

"Boss, the kid from that family is here again." Not long after they walked out, the guard on duty outside leaned over the door and poked his head in. He said cautiously, "I have become more merciless in persecuting them recently, so I am so cautious." Also normal.

"... Which family's child?" I was at a loss.

"Ah, it's the kid from the Bugarati family. Recently, he said he worked in a flower shop and brought flowers here every day." The guard looked at me with the eyes of "boss, you evil woman".

Fuck, I forgot about that.

"Didn't you tell him not to send it away? If I send him away again, I won't let him join Pengelie!" I said.

"Should I drive him back?" the guard asked me.

"...Why do you keep hiding behind the door?"

"In this way, next time the boss throws a vase over, I can quickly dodge it."

"..." Then I will shoot directly next time, shall I?

"So, does the boss want me to drive him away?"

"What flowers did he send today?"

"It's a hydrangea. It is said to be the leftover flowers from the cut flowers, and the owner of the florist gave it to him."

Oh... I told him not to spend money on flowers to bribe me last time, and kept it for myself to buy some food or take care of my father, so I obediently changed the remaining flower materials?This kid's way of thinking is too straight.

Bruno Bucciarati walked in with a few clusters of hydrangeas. The clusters were a bit big, but they were indeed inferior materials—covering half of his face, "Hi, boss ."He said.

"Don't call me boss." I said.

It's a purple hydrangea.

The eustoma he sent last time was a little wilted because I was too lazy to change the water. He took it out and added some water to it, and then put the hydrangea in it.

I'm broken in love, I'm in a bad mood, and I'm not interested in changing flowers.

"Is your dad better?" I asked him casually.

"It's much better, thanks to boss for sending someone to protect him." Bugarati replied to me.

"Don't call me boss."

"That's not good," he said.

"Stop sending flowers every day," I added.

"This is my way of expressing my gratitude to the boss." He replied very sincerely, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Don't call me boss...forget it." I rubbed my temples with a headache, "You study hard, don't run to the gangsters all the time, there are no good people in the gangsters."

"Boss is a good guy." Bruno Bugarati answered me decisively, with a proud and refreshing smile on his face for some reason.

What are you proud of? !

Bruno Bucciarati, now 10 years old, has an increasingly masculine way of thinking.

After driving away Bucciarati, I lay helplessly on the table thinking about life. Oops, the pain of broken love spread again.

At this time, the landline on my desk rang suddenly, and the only person who would make this call was...

"Hi, Dad." I answered the phone weakly.

"Baby, according to your uncle, are you broken in love?"

grass!Iemitsu Sawada, you actually call him a parent? !And why does everyone know that I am broken in love? !Have you advertised everywhere with big speakers! ?

"What?" I was annoyed.

"It's okay! Let me tell you, there is no need to worry about the kind of blind man who doesn't like my precious daughter. Dad will introduce you to a new partner. He has a guaranteed character and is handsome. He is the grandson of my old boss... ...."

He said a lot of blah blah, meaning he wanted me to go on a blind date.

All right, blind date is blind date.

At least there are new targets of persecution.

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Dad: Let me introduce you to a child from a good family!

Hanako: A new target of persecution?

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