[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

Sicily in Italy has a typical subtropical Mediterranean climate. Although it is along the coast, there is very little rain in July.

I don't know what's going on today, but it's raining lightly, and under the night, it's raining all over the sky, and even the extravagant and gorgeous scenery in front of me is unreal.

The fine rain blows in from the open window, bringing the unique comfort of rainy days.

After chatting with Joyce for a while, he glanced at the clock on the wall, raised his hand and pressed his temple:

"It's already so late, I have to go back quickly, otherwise Mr. Carlo will go somewhere to fool around."

"...It's really hard work for you."

"I can't help it, who made the leader of our family be dissolute by nature."

He got up and straightened the folds of his clothes, and smiled at me: "If Mr. Carlo runs into your room, please knock him out first, and then send someone to notify me."

"!!!"

This is revenge!

This is really a vengeance, right!

Just now, I thought I had the same smell as you... Ah bah, it's possible to talk, it's all an illusion, right?

Nima, who did I provoke?

So what does this have to do with me?

Joyce, I misread you~~o(>_<)o~~

"Oh, by the way, that gentleman has been guarding you outside all the time."

"……what?"

"He has been standing there since you entered this door, maybe he is afraid that I will send someone to attack you."

"You mean...Arnold?"

how can that be……

"Personal position aside, I'm really happy for you to have this kind of lover by your side."

"I, I, we are not..."

"The next time we meet, we will be enemies," Joyce said with standard aristocratic etiquette, "Then goodbye, my old enemy."

Are you a fucking funny day and have you watched too much==#

Even the old enemy... why didn't you say evil goblin!

Watch out for your pimp Brother Monkey to take you in!

After he left, I rushed out of the bar too, but there was no tall figure at all except for a few pedestrians in the rain.

"Sir, Mr. Arnold!"

I searched around desperately, feeling faintly sad in my heart, "I know you are here, answer me, sir!"

After shouting for a long time, no one responded to me. The passers-by on the street probably thought I was a lunatic who lost his love after drinking too much in a bar.

The thin raindrops seemed to have no gravity, they flew all over the sky as soon as the wind blew, and there was a slight sting on the face.

It didn't hit my heart, but it still hurts.

"It's so noisy, what the hell is calling here." Xi's cold and magnetic voice sounded from behind.

"Mr. Arnold!"

Hearing this voice, I turned my head so excited that my nose became sore.

not excited...

it hit...

A certain chief lord's jaw is as hard as a rock...

Squatting on the ground, I held my nose and burst into tears.

"Wow...it hurts..."

"stand up."

"Let, let me slow down for a while."

"Then you stay here." After saying that, he walked away.

"Hey...wait for me, sir..."

Not caring about the pain in my nose, I rushed to his side even rolling and crawling.

Arnold was still wearing the extremely ascetic windbreaker, the place where it was wet by the rain was slightly darker, and the gray shirt was buttoned all the way to the neckline, and there were also traces of damp.

He held an open umbrella in his black gloved hand, completely enveloping the two of us.

Wait, wait a minute...

Since he is holding an umbrella, why is he still wet?

Could it be that... this umbrella was just bought?

He was not at the door just now to buy an umbrella? (⊙o⊙)

It's not possible...

Absolutely impossible!

This guy is Arnold, chief of intelligence!It's a lone floating cloud!

Why would you buy an umbrella for someone like me!

How could...be gentle with me...

Just when I was thinking wildly, something was suddenly stuffed into my hand:

"Hey?!! First, sir, where are you going!"

"Do I need to report to you where I am going?"

"That's not what I meant... but your umbrella!"

"unnecessary."

unnecessary?

The handle of the umbrella in my hand was still emitting a faint residual warmth. I turned around and found that I was already standing at the gate of Pengo Li's headquarters.

The tall and thin figure had disappeared in the rain, but the wet windbreaker still seemed to stay in front of my eyes.

The little brother in charge of the doorman saw that I was standing all the time, so he came over to say hello:

"Mr. Melanza, why are you standing here and not going in?"

"...I'll go in later."

"The rain is about to fall heavily, and it's cold, so we better go back to the house earlier to avoid catching a cold... First, sir! What's wrong with you?"

"what?"

I looked at him puzzled.

There was a panicked expression on the guard's face: "You, why are you crying?"

"Ah...that's rainwater, I went in first."

After wiping my face indiscriminately, I walked into the headquarters holding the brand new umbrella.

The warm liquid from the corners of his eyes mixed with the cold rainwater moistened his parched lips.

※※※

It was nearly midnight, and the light rain that had originally been falling became heavier and heavier. It fell on the ground of the carved balcony without any restraint, splashing one after another.

Picking up the goblet full of red wine placed on the table, I raised my head and took a sip. The dark red liquid covered the rim of the glass and slipped into my throat bit by bit.

The originally mellow red wine had no taste at all.

terribly upset.

But I don't know what is bothering me.

What is the emotion in my heart that I can't explain clearly but still rack my brains to know?

A few gentle knocks on the door interrupted my thoughts:

"Excuse me, Melanza-kun."

"...Brother Yuyue! Come in, please sit down."

I raised my goblet to Asari Uzuki, who was wearing a kimono out of place, "Would you like to come too?"

"No. I just passed your room and found that the light was still on, so I came over to say hello."

"Ah... the sound of the rain was so loud that I couldn't sleep."

"You don't look well."

Chao Li Yuyue put down the flute in her hand, and lightly patted the seat next to her to signal me to sit down.

I followed his will and sat next to him, and then he smiled gently and spoke again:

"If there's anything that doesn't go your way, you can tell me about it."

"...It's, it's not a big deal..."

"Looking at your appearance, it's about Mr. Arnold."

"..."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Arnold really likes you."

"How, how could it be..."

"Mr. Arnold's attitude towards you is completely different from his attitude towards others. Although I haven't been here for a long time, you are special to him, which is easy to see."

"yes……"

"The first thing he does when he comes to the headquarters is to see you; every time you go on a mission, he will follow behind to ensure your safety; I heard from G that last time you disappeared for two weeks, he almost turned the whole of Sicily upside down Came here to find you...you probably don't know about this."

Listening and listening, my hands clenched into fists at some point.

I don't know anything about what he said.

I really don't know.

How could he...

After a pause, Li Yuyue patted me on the shoulder as if comforting:

"Even when he hits you, it's lighter than others."

"...Then I really thank him."==#

"I can also see that you like Mr. Arnold too."

"I?"

"Maybe you didn't even realize it yourself. You only show weakness when you face Mr. Arnold. You even accommodate him like a conditioned reflex and follow his wishes."

"I-I didn't..."

"Onlookers know, why do you deny it, Mr. Melanza?"

"No...why..."

I was a little guilty, and even asked him in a panic, "Why, how could he like me?!"

Zhao Li Yuyue laughed at this question.

"A proud person like Mr. Arnold needs a reason to like you?"

"..."

Yes.

He just liked me and didn't tell me.

I just dare not admit his tenderness and indulgence to me.

It's not that I don't know, it's that I've been refusing to know.

From the very beginning, I put him in a very high position, like a god's mansion. I was too unconfident in myself, so unconfident that I couldn't even believe that he liked me.

I have been asking myself why why, trying to find a reason why he would like me who is so useless.

But in fact, it's just like Brother Yuyue said.

No reason needed at all.

He just, likes me.

"...Melansa-kun?"

"Thank you Brother Yuyue, I seem to understand."

"Yeah, that's really good."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Li Yuyue was about to leave, but turned back halfway.

He picked up the flute on the table, and carefully put it into his arms, "This is just given by G, if he loses it, he will fight desperately with me."

"!!!"

"To paraphrase what he said, if you meet someone who you like and he also likes you, stay together, the life of the mafia may be lost one day, and it will be too late to say [I like you] by then. "

"...So you and g have only known each other for a few days, so you started talking like this?"

"Ahahahaha... The wind is too strong, I didn't hear clearly."

"Hey! Don't use such an obvious way to change the subject!"

But that's true.

We can't predict the future, we like every day we live.

1 years is too long, seize the day and night.

※※※

In the chief office of the Ministry of Intelligence, a young man with platinum hair was concentrating on reviewing documents at his desk.

Although it was already midnight, the young man didn't seem to have the slightest intention of going to rest.

The capable female secretary poured out the cold coffee in the young man's hand, replaced it with a new hot coffee, added two cubes of sugar like the last cup, and quietly retreated.

The inside of the house is not as wet and cold as the rainy outside. The flames in the warm fireplace crackle and crackle, and even the normally deserted light gray short-pile carpet emits a strong sense of warmth at this time.

"Hey, good evening, my dear sir."

"Very good, broke into the chief office without notification."

The young man raised his head and showed a thin sneer, "Do you want to be handcuffed to death, brat?"

"It's raining too much outside, I accidentally slipped in..."

"Then I'll accidentally knock you out too."

"Sir, I was wrong o(>﹏<)o"

"Do you think you don't have to be beaten if you apologize?"

"!!!"

I closed my eyes reflexively, waiting for the storm of pain to come.

But I sifted the chaff there for a while and nothing happened.

Quietly opened his eyes a crack——

"Hey--?"

The chief lord is still reviewing the document, without any intention of moving.

Have you finally found your conscience o(≧v≦)o

Has he finally realized that violence cannot solve the problem? !

In fact, come to think of it, Arnold is not so difficult to get along with.

The aloof Mr. Fuyun also has tender moments.

Well, all right.

I was secretly proud of myself, while Arnold came straight to me with handcuffs and steady steps.

then……

Crackling, head-covering and face-beating...

It made my teeth loose/(tot)/~~

As a result, after the goods were finished, there was a sentence:

"Sure enough, I still can't bear your look that deserves to be beaten."

fuck you!

How can I owe a beating!

How could I owe a beating!

You don’t want to be reconciled if Nima doesn’t torture me to death, do you?

You don't feel good if you don't beat me up every day, right?

I must be fucking blind to say that you are easy to get along with and that you are gentle, I must be blind!

"Are you mumbling there that you want to die?"

"!!!"

Don't, don't... I want to live two more days~~o(>_<)o~~

The chief lord glanced at me with ice-blue phoenix eyes, and then turned his gaze to the document in his hand.

A pure white quill signs the name at the footer, and the movement is so smooth that it catches the eye.

I kept looking at him, and I seemed to understand when I looked at him.

He is so good-looking, with indescribably handsome features in his eyebrows and eyes, taking up all the beauty and kindness, so he was born with a cold and arrogant air of neglecting others.

He is proud, he is aloof, and he treats you well in a way that only belongs to him.

He's not good at explaining, and won't explain.

He won't even give you a like.

But this is the kind of him who has done everything for you and never said a word.

The brand new umbrella slid down the arm of the sofa and fell to the floor with a thud.

"Mr. Arnold, today...thank you for protecting me all the time."

"Did I protect you?"

"..." Could it be that you happened to pass by =. =

"Little devil."

"what?"

"I said, you can only die by my hands."

"……Yes, it is……"

Hands clenched into fists, loosened, and then clenched into fists again, this cycle went on and on for a long time.

"……gentlemen."

"Ah."

"...I seem to like you."

"..."

He didn't answer, and he didn't look up, as if the conversation just now had nothing to do with him.

I took a deep breath and walked to his desk, the sound of the rain outside the window seemed to be louder than the footsteps.

"That...Arnold."

"what?"

"……I like you."

"I know."

The slightly impatient voice could not conceal the gentle taste in the air.

Arnold stood up, propped one hand on the desk, and pressed the back of my head with the other.

……

…………

It was a thick and long, rain-like kiss.