Domineering Mafia's Silly Goose Wife

I rejected Chuya Nakahara's offer to send me off, and I took the train back to Tokyo by myself.

Standing at the door of my house, I took a deep breath? Only then did I push open the heavy door with the feeling of stepping on the battlefield.Sure enough? My lovely old mother appeared in the porch in a second? The agility of her body and her quick actions made me, a trained public security elite, feel ashamed.

She stared at me with bright green eyes, as if she had seen me walk into the church in a wedding dress, and asked me excitedly: "Sa-chan, is the date with Mr. Sakaguchi going well? Mommy told you before, Sakaguchi-san is an honest man, and it will be absolutely fine this time."

Old or not? I'm not sure about his duty, but I know he knows how to look at people and be considerate.I don't need to talk too much, I found a reason for myself? Just? I left.

I pretended to be serious and told her: "Mom, when I was dating Mr. Sakaguchi, I met someone from the previous mission."

Mother was startled, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Eh? Then what should I do, nothing happened? It's a matter."

"Fortunately, I prevaricated," I replied vaguely, "At that time? The identity I used as a disguise was relatively complicated, and the relationship with that person? I might not be able to explain it for a while. The most important thing is that it is still inconvenient now. I exposed my identity, so I can only refuse Mr. Sakaguchi with an excuse."

"Are you alright, Sha-chan? That's it? Okay," my mother breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't ask further, "Does Mr. Sakaguchi need my mother to do anything?"

I suppressed my excitement, and shook my head deeply: "No, I have already dealt with Mr. Sakaguchi, but it may not be convenient for us to meet in the future."

Mom nodded? She didn't speak any more, she looked pensive and didn't know what she was thinking.

Probably because of this accident, my mother finally calmed down a bit and was no longer keen on finding a partner for me.

In the Central Plains.

Powerful as always.

I always like Nakahara Chuya!

Without the pressure of a blind date, I felt that I was about to fly into the sky lightly, and my work efficiency had improved qualitatively. Even the smile on my leader's face deepened a little when I looked at me.

The leader called me over, and said with a smile, "Qimu, you're in a good state recently."

"Thank you for your compliment, I will continue to work hard." With my hands behind my back, I honestly replied to the words of adults in the workplace.

He casually placed a document on the table in front of me, leaned back in the chair casually, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "I have a small task here, I think you can complete it perfectly."

I:……

Don't think I don't know, it must be the kind of task that can directly send people to hell if you say so.

According to reports from the intelligence agency of the public security stationed overseas, Vongo Decimo, the veteran Italian mafia leader, and the two guardians will go to Yokohama in three days to prepare for a shady deal with Port Mafia.

"It's good to check the content of their transactions, and you don't need to do anything else." The leader said lightly.

I:……

Don't use this relaxed tone of cooking instant noodles tonight? Can you give me such a hell-level task, the task also has dignity.

I am very worried, worry to the top? Bald.Especially colleagues? He also pretended to be kind and gave me advice cheaply: "Use your beauty to get rid of sex/lure the godfather of the mafia, let alone the content of the transaction, and enjoy the food and drink in the future, and lie down and enjoy it."

"Go away," I added, "go away."

"But the kind of mafia godfather who has seen so many beauties is not so lustful/seductive," my colleague looked at me pretending to be disgusted, and tsk tsk, "The figure is not charming, the smile is not sweet, and the voice is not crisp, say Maybe you can't."

I found out she was provoking me, and found proof.

but--

"This aggressive method is useless to me." I glanced at her.

I commanded my direct mobile troops to sneak into the major five-star hotels in Yokohama, and let them pay attention to the guests who stayed recently, especially the ones with extraordinary atmosphere and attitude. Followed by three or two bodyguards, very mafia-like guests.

Through various investigations and information from various public security informants, I set my target on a five-star hotel near the harbor.I just knew that the presidential suite with sea view is the standard equipment for the rich and powerful to travel, and they will definitely look down on other dilapidated houses.

Wiretapping devices and locators have been prepared, and they are still high-tech products newly developed by the government that can evade metal detectors.Skillfully disguised as a service employee, I rang the doorbell and said politely, "Room service."

The door was opened soon. As a five-star staff member of a five-star hotel, I was about to show a professional female smile with eight teeth, showing my professional quality as a public security elite. The silver-haired young man who opened the door became irritable. He roared in a low voice: "What the hell are you doing, woman!"

I:? ? ?

Huh?I've seen this guy before.

"Pfft——" In the next second, there was a laugh from the sofa, and the other party's voice was gentle and elegant, "Long time no see, Saya."

Eh--

I blinked, then blinked again, and took a step back in disbelief: "Tsuna Yoshi?"

etc!I sneaked into Vongola's room, why didn't the mafia see it, but instead saw my first love who left without saying goodbye and a young girl.

I get it, it's an illusion attack.

The mafia on the other side of the coast is popular with a superpower called "flame". One of the attributes of flame can create illusions that look like real ones.

Pain is the most effective way to break the illusion. I slapped myself without hesitation. The force was so strong that I was stunned, but the scene in front of me did not change at all.

hateful!Mere illusionist, do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm a public security elite who wrote Qi Mushaye and read it as the light of the righteous way.I decisively pulled out the pistol/gun hidden behind my back, and was about to leave this trap while protecting myself——

"Saya." The other party's voice sank slightly, and he squeezed my wrist tightly, "Don't hurt yourself."

The touch on the wrist is too real? The temperature, strength, and even the rough texture of the fingertips are exactly the same as real people.I looked at the other party hesitantly, and with his tacit approval, I stretched out my hand and pinched his face. I felt a big and bold bewilderment appear on the top of my head: "Is it really Gangji?"

"It's me." His tone remained on the verge of sullenness, and he dragged me to the edge of the sofa to sit down forcefully and restrainedly.The ice pack was wrapped in a towel, and he carefully pressed the ice pack on my right face, and said softly, "It's all red."

"Gangji?"

"it's me."

"Kokichi Sawada?"

"Saya, it's me."

A famous detective once said that when all the impossible is eliminated, whatever is left, no matter how incredible, is the truth.

"You belong to Pengo Lie," I looked at his straight black suit, raised my eyes slightly to look at his outline with a little more lines than when I was young, and asked subtly , "Head? Head?, Vongo·Decimo?"

He raised his eyes to meet mine, and suddenly bent a helpless arc: "Yes."

"Heh! Where's the idiot illusionist from, and he doesn't pay attention to science in making illusions. Just? His soft-tempered man who stomps on an ant and screams is some kind of mafia godfather," I directly brushed his hand away, and clasped it backhand His neck pressed him on the sofa, the muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead, and he threatened with the corners of his mouth, "Just shoot? It will break this illusion, right?"

Immediately beside him, Hayato's angry roar sounded as usual: "Judaime! How dare you—"

"Saya, it's really me." The young man under him interrupted him.The boy I am most familiar with has grown into a young man. He lay quietly on the sofa, his arms drooping softly, and his brows and eyes told me helplessly: "You know very well that I am not an illusion."

"...I'd rather be an illusion." I looked at him, and after a long silence, I let go of my hand and pulled him up. "Don't tell me that's why we broke up."

Tsunayoshi Sawada, my first love.

It is also the main culprit that caused my mother to insist on asking me to go on a blind date.

The reason for being together? I can’t remember clearly. Our childhood sweethearts grew up together? Maybe it was someone’s intentional or unintentional joke, or the students around us made a fuss. Anyway, we got along as a couple for some reason.

Seven years ago, after he left a sentence "Let's break up", he went overseas? The two younger brothers entered the rebellious period one after another.Being bald, I have no intention of falling in love and focusing on raising my younger brother, but my mother thought that I was hurt by love, worried that I would die alone, and devoted herself to introducing someone to me every day.

want revenge.

...but I can't.

My first love has already become an awesome mafia godfather. How can I, a little public security policeman, take revenge? I can't do it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at me, lowered his eyes and smiled wryly: "If I say yes, you will definitely be angry, right?"

I glanced at him angrily: "Not only angry? I will directly blow your dog's head off."

"Saya." With moist brown eyes, he looked at me with the pitiful eyes of a little white rabbit many years ago.It was the same in the past, every time I was bullied by my two bad-tempered younger brothers, he didn't dare to fight back, and he couldn't beat my two younger brothers, so he rubbed against me for comfort with this aggrieved face .

You're just an ex-boyfriend who broke up, don't think I'm still doing this now...Damn it!I really want to eat this set.

I rubbed my head aggrievedly, I just felt that these little bastards really firmly grasped my bottom line: "I have to make it clear when we break up, tell the truth? I'll just tell you the truth. Don't be angry?. Okay, I've made huge? Concessions."

"Saya—"

"I'm angry? I'm really going to be angry. You know I'm angry? It's super fierce, the kind that both younger brothers can't control."

He looked at me, and I looked at him firmly.After a long time, until his eyes seemed to be filled with a heavy storm, he pursed his lips and said, "If we are together, you will die."

"Saya, you're going to die," he said.