Poverty Alleviation Princess 2

"What's that? A good guy in the Mafia gets his reward?"

"Or it should be said that the crane repays the favor."

"That crane is too small."

"Hahahaha, won't it be good if you grow up?"

"Why don't there be kids to save me." Or a statement of emotion or jealousy can come in anywhere in the Port Mafia.

Even if I cared about it at first, now I am numb because I have listened to it too many times.

Looking at his colleagues who were smoking in the corridor, Oda Sakunosuke stopped, turned around and changed direction.

As the person involved, of course he knew what they were talking about.

A low-level waste who can't kill, suddenly one day because of doing good deeds, he suddenly turned into a hot celebrity.

Not only the leaders valued him, but even the government became attentive to foreign investment. The person in charge of the investment promotion department even called him a "young talent" more than once.

——If all young talents are like him.

The world is not far from extinction.

Oda Sakunosuke leaned against the pillar of the unmanned corridor, staring blankly at the bright fluorescent lights above.

Familiar corridors, familiar decorations.

But everything that was familiar to me now seems so strange.

Even if he suddenly became a celebrity, the appearance of the red-haired youth has not changed much, he is still wearing the slightly old sand-colored trench coat, living in an old apartment building.

If anything, it's that he doesn't have to deal with chores that no one wants to do anymore.Although he turned down the new position assigned to him.But people will no longer regard him as the "everything house" that did all the groceries in the past.

Even if I say that everything is the same as before, then the work in my hands is almost always a gift, or follow me to a meeting or something like that.

And along with the work, a large amount of "activity funds" will be given.

I believe that even if I spend all my money on the road of delivering things, no one will trouble me.

Of course he didn't have such an idea either.

Thinking of the obsequious expression on the clerk's flattering expression when he went to accept the task, Oda Sakunosuke felt uncomfortable.He would rather the other party continue to give the task to him indifferently, without explaining a word.

Now the enthusiastic eyes of the other party made him feel as if he was stuck by something, and his goosebumps were about to explode.

Oda Sakunosuke knew that as long as he spoke, he could get a new clerk to connect with him.

But he also understands that substitutions cannot solve the current problem.

That look is still there.

There will be no less gossip around her-maybe it will become more.

In fact, with the status of "cooperative bridge", he does not need to come here to report at all.Whether he does it or not, no one will actually check whether he is at work.

The wages will definitely be transferred to his account, but after a day of leisure at home and finding that he has nothing to do, he still comes.

Habitually come and go around, and then find a place to continue to daze.

Oda Sakunosuke actually didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong.Even making this decision was completely contrary to what he had always been used to.

He doesn't like to be noticed, but now he has become a bridge for the three parties to communicate.

He is not used to standing out, but now no matter where he goes, he can hear people talking about him.

Is this really good?

Is this really what you want?

Oda Sakunosuke himself didn't know.

Just thinking of the five children who have a new arrangement, a better and safer arrangement, he can't say "no".

"Ah, isn't this Mr. Young Talent?"

The familiar lively voice came from the side, and Oda Sakunosuke turned his head, and saw the bandaged boy in black leaning over with a smile.

"Mr. Juncai didn't do anything today."

"I really want to go to work, but you know the current situation."

The red-haired youth smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"I know." Osamu Dazai nodded, "Sakunosuke Oda, who is the most envied person in the mafia in the whole port."

The boy gestured in an exaggerated tone like the host broadcasting the results.

"At times like this, you should complain about him."

Another familiar voice came.

Walking from the other side of the corridor was also their acquaintance.

A young man with a scholarly atmosphere at odds with the port mafia, Tui Tui Glasses.

"At least say 'stop making fun of me'?"

"Stop making fun of me." The red-haired young man said kindly.

However, this copy-and-paste general complaint did not have the desired effect.

Not only did the people who were complained didn't respond, but the people who taught them didn't get high achievements.

——Speaking of loneliness.

"So? What are you doing here?"

Sakaguchi Ango looked at the two of them.

"Thanks to Mr. 'Young Talent', there are so many things to communicate recently like a mountain."

Dazai shrugged.

"There are people coming over there again. Mr. Sen asked me to deal with it."

Over there, of course, is the Yokohama City Hall.

Although Pengo Li's catch was so good that Bai Dao let them hold it, Osamu Dazai still wanted to say: "It's super boring, annoying and boring."

Regardless of the people on Vengley's side, the people on the government's side are really ugly.

I want the horse to run and don't feed the horse, how is it possible?

"In comparison, those two from the Jesso family are a bit cute."

Although he is arrogant and rude and doesn't listen to others, he is straightforward anyway.

Leave if you can't agree.

Even if there is a fight in the future, it will be a matter of the future.

Where are the people in the Yokohama government who want political achievements but don't want to contribute money or effort.

Gee.

"If Mr. Sen can't tear a big bite out of them this time, then don't blame me."

Knowing that he hates boring jobs the most, he forced such a bunch.

Just as he was speaking, hurried footsteps sounded from the other side of the corridor.

"Mr. Dazai, it's time."

Although he was in a hurry, the Mafia in a black suit still spoke respectfully.

They are all familiar with the handwriting of "the youngest cadre of the port mafia".

"Ah-ah--"

The boy sighed exaggeratedly, then turned around and walked towards his subordinates, waving his arms twice as a farewell on the way.

"Understood, I'll go right away—is Mr. Mori trying to make me 'bored to death'? No, this way of dying is too annoying."

"What about you? Going to work?" After seeing Osamu Dazai leave, Oda Sakunosuke looked at Ango Sakaguchi beside him.

"Well, there is something to pick up."

He said, lifting the satchel on his body.

"Really, at the busiest time..."

"Are you busy?"

"I should ask which day is not busy." Sakaguchi Ango said with a cold face, "Although he is usually very busy, he has been extraordinarily busy recently because of Vongola's arrival. Although living in the office can save a lot of time, it is also completely Can’t keep up with the increase in jobs.”

"I have applied for more manpower several times, but there is still no movement..."

"That's...very hard work."

Really? The idler Oda Sakunosuke said dryly.

He really wanted to help, but Ango, as an intelligence officer of the port mafia, had to keep most of his work secret.In addition, work that requires brains such as communication and contact is not his area of ​​expertise.

He could only say a few words of dry comfort, and then watched him walk out with tired steps.

People left, and the hallway was empty again.

Only Oda Sakunosuke stayed in place blankly.

——For the first time in my life.

He began to think about whether the job of "port mafia" was really suitable for him.

-

Sawada Tsunayoshi also returned to his temporary residence.

Now that he has decided to discuss cooperation here, he naturally doesn't need to hide his identity as a humble college student like before.

Compared with the place where I lived before, the place where I live now is much more advanced.

Although there is more eyeliner, it is still far behind Italy, where the mafia gathers.What's more, it's not that there is no manpower on his side, so Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't take it to heart at all.

It's just that he didn't expect that at the beginning, he ran all the way to Yokohama to conceal his identity, and in the end he still couldn't escape the "job".

"I thought I could take the opportunity to take a vacation..."

He sighed and fell on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the holiday has come to an end before it even started.And because of the addition of a new business, he was busier than when he was at the headquarters.

Headquarters work, new business, and training matters.

Loss... No, finding a solution to the crisis brought about by Bailan Jesso is not a loss.

Thinking about the work to be done in the future, the young man slowly closed his eyes.

The recent events flashed through my mind like a slide show, what happened to Bailan, what happened to Kirioneiro, and what happened after I came to Yokohama.

The new head of the Port Mafia would be difficult to deal with, and his cadres—especially the two new ones—would not be easy.

He didn't want to be an enemy of such a person. It was just one thing to fight, and the cost was the most important thing.

Fortunately, it can be a cooperative relationship now. Next, we only need to seriously implement this cooperation and establish a mutually beneficial relationship.Then just discuss with Giotto to develop a new way of fighting.

Giotto has the same attributes as himself, so it shouldn't be too difficult...

But then again, he always felt as if he had seen that face before.

Blonde hair, the same flame as her, and that face.

"Go back and ask... maybe you will know."

He muttered to himself, his thoughts getting further and further away.

more and more...

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat up straight like a corpse.

He knew why he felt that man was a little familiar!

The flame of the big sky attribute plus that name...

"That's Vongola's first generation!"

——After realizing this, the eyes of Sawada Tsunayoshi when he looked at Giotto and Ms. En were not right.

Originally thought that Giotto was a visitor from a parallel world.Because the other party had never heard of the name Bailan Jesso.So I also considered that there might be a difference in time between the other party and myself.

But "there is a difference" and whether it is one's ancestor or the founder of Vongola...the gap is too big.It's not the same thing at all.

and.

The young man's brown eyes looked at the girl who was explaining something to someone.

His attention had been on Giotto before—after all, the other party was powerful and his origin was a mystery, but now it seems that "Miss Yuan, who is a friend with the first generation" is the biggest mystery.

And Miss Yuan said that this is not her original appearance.

He couldn't help but look at the other party's appearance, which was at most a junior high school student.

Could it be that under the child's appearance, there is actually a hundred-year-old demon hidden...grandmother?

Many classic images of witches flashed in Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind.

From Snow White's stepmother to an old lady with a pointed hat boiling a cauldron of potions.

"My gut tells me you're thinking something impolite."

While speaking, the blond youth's fists had rushed to Sawada Tsunayoshi's face.Even if he dodged reflexively, he was still sent flying by the momentum brought by the punch.

Giotto didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just frowned and looked at the opponent: "Can you still be distracted from the battle?"

If this is the case, then he really has to put a question mark on what they call 'unsolvable difficulty'.

Giotto undoubtedly compares his own era with them, and he is far from the age where he can say "I miss the past".It's just pure surprise at the opponent's fighting state.

"Feel sorry."

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up and apologized awkwardly.

"It was me who was wrong."

Seeing that the other party was still out of shape, Giotto simply turned off the ignition and announced a timeout.

"Take a break."

If you are not in the state, you will not have any results if you choose to continue training.

"Really sorry."

Of course Sawada Tsunayoshi understood what was going on, so he had to bow his head and apologize again.

But my "coach" is the legendary first generation of Vengley, and the person I have helped...or the person I think I have helped is such a friend of the first generation.

This impact is really too big.

The degree of shaking was probably second only to when he was shot in the head by Li Baoen back then.

It can't go on like this.

He raised his head and took a deep breath, trying to calm down his confused mood.

Even Bai Lan, who can communicate with the parallel world, got the information, so I have an ancestor to support me.Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that, right?

Even if the ancestors can come, there is nothing wrong with the friends of the ancestors coming together. Who doesn't have a friend to partner with in this world?

It's fine, there's nothing wrong with it.

Before Tsunayoshi Sawada sorted himself out, Giotto broke his mind straight away.

"Thinking about me?"

"Or...you really care about Miss Yuan's affairs?"

The blond youth said with a relaxed expression.

Sawada Tsunayoshi tensed up all over at first, and then relaxed—anyway, he couldn't hide it, so why bother to struggle?

"Sorry... Obviously you are all helping me."

He showed a shy smile, and his fair face was slightly flushed.

"It's okay." Giotto didn't take it seriously, "As a leader, it's normal for such a stranger to appear suddenly and accept help."

Giotto himself doesn't like to be suspicious.He always believes that people help each other, and there is no need for reasons or explanations.

But as a leader, he can't rely on his own likes and dislikes for everything.

Just like no matter how much he hates killing, he also knows that he can't be soft-hearted when fighting.

He can help others and forgive those who want to assassinate him.But you can't ask everyone to do the same thing as you.

"So what are you curious about?"

Seeing that the blond-haired young man really didn't care, Tsunayoshi Sawada swallowed his saliva.

"You said, you and Miss Yuan are... friends?"

"Yes." Giotto nodded, and then added, "Actually, to be precise, she was our investor at the beginning."

"Investors?"

"Yeah, after all we were poor in the beginning."

When it comes to being poor and white, it is the past of a poor boy, Giotto has no shame or wants to hide it.

"Although it is said that the self-defense group was established to protect everyone, in fact, at that time, we even borrowed the house of the headquarters from neighbors, and the weapons and supplies were all collected by everyone. Earlier, we I still have to work to make money.”

"When there is danger, everyone gathers together to fight against the enemy, and at other times they go to work to earn money."

Then use the money earned to live and subsidize the consumption of weapons and other materials.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who directly took over the world's best old mafia: "..."

This is really unexpected.

Because everyone said that in the first generation, they all had an attitude of worship.So he always thought that the first generation was very strong and rich.

Never expected it to be so real.

Sounds like an entrepreneurial young man walking around the streets handing out flyers to solicit business?

"The investment?"

"Well, Miss Yuan is the investor who came from England after that. The orange groves in the Two Sicilies are very famous."

When the blond youth said this, his face was full of pride for his homeland.

"The best citrus in Europe is here, only because of frequent wars. So only the rich and rich have complete citrus orchards. Miss Yuan came here at that time."

A teenage girl, with a boy younger than herself and a female bodyguard, broke into Sicily where anything could happen.

It's still unbelievable when I think about it now.

But this kind of thing just happened, and thanks to her, talents such as myself were able to quickly replenish weapons and ammunition, and develop in time before a bigger crisis came.

Although Miss Yuan has never been in charge of combat matters, no one can deny her contribution.

Even Damon Spedo only respected Miss Yuan when he talked about it.

Everything Giotto said was something Tsunayoshi Sawada had never heard of.

Even though the description was only in a few words, it still made him fascinated.

It seems to have seen the world full of gunpowder and smoke, and those small groups who risk everything just to protect their important land and people.

The beginning of Vongola's story is not full of elite heroes with noble birth and perfect everything.

——On the contrary, this makes Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was just an ordinary person for more than ten years before his life, feel very kind.

But the words said Miss Yuan's words again.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked around vigilantly, and then approached Giotto and asked in a low voice, "So Miss Yuan...is she over 100 years old?"

Giotto was brought by his and Uni's flames, and it can be said that he was captured from the timeline of the time just like the time rocket launcher.But Miss Yuan was here from the very beginning.

In other words, Miss Yuan has actually lived from that era... to the present?

hiss--

Giotto shook his head.

"Honestly, I don't know."

"Huh?" Tsunayoshi Sawada blinked.

"Aren't you companions?"

"It's a companion, but because of some accidents, Miss Yuan disappeared together with her... well, her boyfriend." When he said this, Giotto's tone was much heavier than before, and his brilliant blond hair seemed to be covered with a layer of haze.

"We searched for her for a long time after that, but we never saw the two of them again."

"Arnold... Ah, one of our companions. He spent a lot of time traveling all over Europe, but there was no news. Finally, he got the news of 'they are safe' from some people."

"Miss Yuan at that time was not what she is now." And now she has not followed that "Uchiha Madara" by her side.

When this topic was mentioned, Giotto's expression also darkened.

Although he had never fought a life-threatening fight, Giotto was sure that the opponent was really strong.He didn't think that such a strong and persistent person would leave Miss Yuan's side casually.

But now Miss Yuan changed her appearance, and that person didn't follow her.

I am afraid……

"That's it? Sorry, I took the liberty."

Noticing his arrogance, Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately shut up.

It's okay to ask for information, but it's rude if it involves privacy.

Especially when the other party is his companion.

Giotto shook his head upon hearing that.

"It's not me that you should apologize, but Miss Yuan."

It was true that his question went too far, but compared to himself, Miss Yuan, who was the person involved in the question, was the one who was really offended.So this apology shouldn't be done by herself on behalf of her subordinates.

I do not have this qualification.

Sawada Tsunakichi froze for a moment, then nodded.

"I will."

And on the other side-

"Ah, Ah!"

A Yuan, who was talking to Youni, sneezed suddenly.

"Have a cold?"

"No... Maybe someone said something behind my back."

Maybe it has something to do with divinity, since Ah Yuan has the identity of "Moon Princess", this situation has been tried repeatedly.

Fortunately, not everyone chanting is effective.

Otherwise, if someone says "Blessing Yue Ji" or discusses Yue Ji's affairs, she will sneeze, then she really shouldn't do anything for the day, just sneeze and be done.

The place where they are staying now is an underground warehouse that originally belonged to the port mafia.

Because the price was fair enough, and there were future cooperation lines, the port mafia readily let this place go.

After various modifications, it can be used as a testing ground and training ground.

Greater power is destined to require better tools to adapt, and the same is true for the power of fire.

Personal power is important, but only with the tools at hand can this power be raised to the extreme.

Giotto didn't have this condition at that time, but now he has the condition, he would be a fool not to use it.

"Then the matter of cooperation..."

"Just talk about it as before." A Yuan rubbed her nose.

"Okay." Pengelie's staff who came to ask for instructions withdrew with the documents.

A Yuan can finally be free.

"It's amazing, Miss Yuan."

"what?"

Hearing Youni's words, A Yuan looked over suspiciously.

"Everything at work can be handled so perfectly."

On the other hand, I can't do anything because I'm still hiding... No, even if I don't hide, I still can't do everything like Miss Yuan when I'm still in Kirionello.

"For work, practice makes perfect. If you do it more times, you will find that it is not too different."

It's just a matter of do's and don'ts.

and many more.

A Yuan froze for a moment.

Why on earth did I start working again?