Nakahara accompanied Osamu Dazai after dinner, reviewed the conversation with Pengo Lie today, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong.

After the dishes were taken away, Nakahara Nakaya glanced at the time and asked Osamu Dazai, "Do you want to go out for a stroll?"

"No." Osamu Dazai glanced at Nakahara Nakaya's slightly tired eyes, "I don't want to go out with a little slug that smells like alcohol."

"It's just a bottle of wine." Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head and smelled himself, "You don't drink it yourself."

"So I'm going to take a shower now." Osamu Dazai said naturally.

Nakahara Zhong also sat on the sofa, picked up the travel brochure on the table next to him, and looked through it.

"Dazai, are you going to the opera?" Nakahara Nakaya looked at Dazai who had come out of the bathroom and asked.The Teatro Massimo is the largest opera house in Italy, and it's on the island of Sicily.

Osamu Dazai said casually: "Opera? Then it's better to go to the volcano, it would be even better if you can catch the eruption of the volcano!" At the end, his tone was a little more yearning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a blank look, "Volcano?" He pointedly looked at the skinny Osamu Dazai, and taunted: "Let's talk about it when you can climb the mountain!"

"That's too much, Chuya!" Osamu Dazai complained and sighed.He hadn't left the office on the top floor of the Mafia building in the port for four years, and his physical strength was far worse than the defected self in the main world.It doesn't matter, he is a brain type and not a physical type, so why do you need such good physical ability!Is it okay to have a middle school?

Nakahara also sneered, "Go exercise if you know you are weak!" He said casually, seeing Dazai's expression of not taking it to heart, he didn't care, who can touch Dazai with him - as long as the other party doesn't do anything die.

Zhong Yuanzhong also continued to look through the Italian travel brochure in his hand.

Roman Forum, Plaza de España, Trajan's Square... The Central Plains also turned two pages, squares and so on... The Cathedral of the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Flowers, the Church of Our Lady of the Flowers, the Pantheon, the Palace of the Elders... the Central Plains Zhongya also Turn over this part, and then the Uffizi Gallery, Borghese Gallery, Castel Sant'Angelo...

"Churches, squares, art galleries, castles..." Nakahara Nakaya looked at Osamu Dazai who was leaning on the bedside reading a novel, none of which would be of interest to Osamu Dazai.What about natural scenery?He turned the travel brochure to the middle, Dolomites, Quilinare, Lake Maggiore, Mount Etna...

Mountains, canyons, lakes... Central Plains also pressed the forehead, or forget it, in case Osamu Dazai is in the mood to jump down, it would be bad to scare ordinary tourists.Or just go for a walk!

Osamu Dazai yawned.Nakahara Chuya put down the travel brochure in his hand, turned off the headlights in the room, left the bedside lamp for Osamu Dazai who was reading novels, and got up to wash up.

After coming out of the bathroom, Osamu Dazai had already retracted into the quilt, only a furry top of his head was exposed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his orange-red half-long hair with a towel, and found that the travel brochure on the table had been moved.He raised his hand and turned it over, and found that one of the pages was folded. Zhong Yuanzhong also took a closer look, is it a vineyard?He raised his eyebrows, since when did Osamu Dazai become interested in the vineyard?Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, and when he slid into the quilt, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

On the second day, Nakahara took Osamu Dazai back to the Mafia Italian branch at the port and started a busy working life.

The leader finally made a trip to Italy, and the people in the Italian branch of Mafia at the port felt like they had been given blood. After all, promotion and salary increase are the common wishes of social animals, even Mafia is no exception.

Listen to subordinates' reports on their work to see if they have deviated from the main policy of Mafia, the rewards that should be rewarded, and the punishments that should be punished; audit the finances of the Italian branch, find out a few moths and kill others; connect with the families that have formed alliances...

Nakahara will no longer let Osamu Dazai worry about the port Mafia, but he will not shy away from him either.

As a result, the subordinates who reported to work sometimes saw a man come out of the leader's suite to pour water, and after pouring the water, he would hold a cup and glance at the report in the leader's hand.The leader didn't stop him either.Then, the man sometimes walked away without saying a word, and sometimes poked a few times at the report.Whenever his hand fell on the report, the leader would look up at him and nod knowingly.Even though the two of them had no verbal communication, the subordinate who reported to work somehow felt like he had eaten a mouthful of dog food.

What is this tacit understanding?

If a subordinate reported to work near lunch or dinner time, he would still be lucky enough to see the scene where Chuya Zhongya pushed the dining car into the suite, which caused an uproar in the Italian branch.

At this moment, someone broke the shocking news that the leader and 'this' had changed clothes when they got off the plane.At that time, I just thought that the leader paid attention to his image and slept on the plane, but after verification, the leader's clothes were stained with red wine. Who can pour red wine on the leader? !Unless... everyone's eyes met, and everything was said in silence.

Wave after wave of gossip flowed back to Yokohama along the ocean.The people in Yokohama, who had just accepted the gossip from the subordinates of the Tokyo branch, were caught off guard by the gossip from the colleagues of the Italian branch, and their faces were covered.

No, the leader has stayed in Yokohama for the longest time, why don't they know anything? !

At the moment, Nakahara Chuya still doesn't know anything about these things. After finally handling all the affairs of the branch, he decided to take Osamu Dazai on a tour of Italy.It focuses on the sparsely populated natural scenery and the food in the bustling area. The former can prevent Osamu Dazai, who loves suicide, from scaring people, and the latter can help him fatten up the mackerel.

"Is this okay? Mingzhong is also the leader of the port Mafia, but he is wandering around in Italy." Osamu Dazai sat on the co-pilot of Chuya Nakahara's sports car, looking at the scenery outside the window, "The clock tower attendant will not let a transcendent level I don’t want to be attacked while I’m walking!”

"The bell tower attendants can't take care of themselves now!" Zhong Yuanzhong said nonchalantly, "Even if they have an opinion, so what? This is Italy, and we are Peng Li's guests."

Osamu Dazai thought silently: It seems that at least in Italy, the power of the attendants of the clock tower is no match for Vongola.As for why the relationship between the two is not good, it is nothing more than those reasons.

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai, and said helplessly, "I told you, you should relax if you come out so rarely, and don't think about the clock tower servants!"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "Wow! I don't look like a little slug with an empty head, no, do slugs have brains?"

Although he said so, Osamu Dazai's expression was indeed relaxed, and he was also interested in commenting on the scenery outside the window.

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