I saved the world after jumping backwards

When Xuebu and Nakaya walked into the private room, Trixie had already cleared the room.

The three men who were the loudest before shrank in the corner and shivered. Trish patted the dust on her hands that didn't exist, and put the double back.

Bugarati on the side folded his hands in front of his chest, closing his eyes and meditating, obviously expressing his acquiescence to the behavior of Trish's men who couldn't be repaired.

The moment they saw the silver-haired boy walking in, Fugo and Mista greeted him with some embarrassment, and the boy with the messy black hair immediately lowered his head as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground. head.

"For you to see this side, it's really..." the black-haired man with a younger sister said with a dark face, he invited the two to the table, and carefully pulled out the chair for Xuebu.

Xuebu thanked Bugarati, and thought about it, "I think the fight is because of good feelings."

Hearing his words, Fugo and Naranja in the corner looked at each other, and at the same time turned their heads away in disgust.

Trixie: ...Although, Sariel's vision of seeing people is really somewhat outrageous.

Xuebu suddenly chuckled, and the already quiet atmosphere was even more audible.

He thought of Dazai, who was always fighting with Chuya, and said to the Chufa boy sitting on his right, "Mr. Chuya and Mr. Dazai will be like Mr. Fugo and Mr. Naranga, but their The relationship is also very good, it is really good to have such a friend, sometimes I really envy you two."

Chuya, who just picked up the menu and was about to order: ...There seems to be something wrong.

He felt that Xue had always misunderstood the relationship between himself and Dazai, and he really needed to explain to Xue that the relationship between himself and Dazai was really bad.

"Actually, the relationship between me and Dazai is not..." He turned his head, looked at the silver-haired boy sitting beside him seriously, and planned to explain clearly to him.

As a result, what he saw was a perplexed and worried expression on Xuebu's beautiful face, similar to...

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The other party's expression of worry about the relationship between the two of them was almost written on his face, which made Chuya's unfinished words stuck in an instant.

Big misunderstanding!But if he made it clear, would Xue feel that he had quarreled with Dazai, and then tried to be a middleman to make the two of them reconcile!

The thoughts in his head were in a mess, and Zhong Yuanzhong also forcibly coughed twice to cover up, and swallowed the second half of the sentence he hadn't said yet, "... Forget it, it's nothing."

Trixie took the seat on Xuebu's left, and under her gaze, the three men huddled in the corner also sat down obediently.

"Sariel, do you have any dishes you want to eat?" After giving the menu to the silver-haired boy, Trixie propped her face with one hand and looked at him sideways, with a smile in her eyes.

"I'm fine. Is there anything Mr. Nakaya wants to eat?"

Turning the menu to the page of drinks and drinks, the young man Chufa who read it with relish immediately came back to his senses, "Uh, I can do it too."

Xuebu thought about it, and made up his mind: "Since Trixie said it is under the jurisdiction of Mr. Bugarati, then please trouble Mr. Bugarati to order the food."

Bucciarati took the menu from the young man, and said softly: "I see, if you two have no taboos, I'll order some famous products that can only be eaten in Naples. The taste of this restaurant is also very authentic. , the two of you can let go of your stomach and eat."

As soon as the words fell, the waiter who had been waiting at the door had already set up an inquiry menu. With this effort, he turned his attention to Nalanga who had lowered his head like a quail since he came in.

"Mr. Naranga, are you unwell?"

Mista squeezed out a smirk, and exposed his friend's background on the spot, "He, it's because he made a fool of himself in front of you...so he's shy."

The black-haired boy retorted with a blushing face: "Mista, don't talk nonsense in front of the guests!"

Fugo teased him indifferently: "I think what Mista said makes sense."

"Fuge, you bastard!" Nalanja almost became angry again. After seeing Trishul's silent fist, he realized that Xuebu was still looking at him, and his eyes began to wander, "That, that, I... ..."

Sensing the embarrassment in his heart, Xuebu changed the subject and asked with a smile: "I just heard your discussion at the door, are you studying?"

Nalanja obviously didn't dare to take the snow steps and didn't dare to look up at his smile, so he could only nod sullenly with a blushing face, "Well, yes..."

Seeing that the conversation was about to end, Fuge explained helplessly for Naranja: "This guy is still studying, and I was helping him with his homework just now."

The silver-haired boy's surprised eyes fell on Naranja again, "It's amazing, Mr. Naranja is going to school while being a mafia." He remembered the thing that Oda Saku once mentioned that he wanted him to go to school, and he couldn't help revealing Envious eyes, "That's great."

Xuebu is not dissatisfied with the status quo. He can use their power to find out his life experience by staying in the port of Mafia, but he occasionally thinks about what he would be doing now if he had not lost his memory. With such a strong personality, maybe he is doing what he wants freely.

"Y-none..." Nalanga scratched her messy black hair embarrassingly, finally mustered up the courage to look at Xuebu, and gave him a shy smile.

Soon, the meal ordered by Bugarati was ready. After a full meal, the silver-haired boy took out the white card he had picked up in the basement of "Bastet" from his pocket.

"Well, Mr. Buccarati, have you seen this?" Xuebu handed him the card and asked softly.

Bugarati took the card, his eyes darkened, and he said apologetically, "Sorry, Xue, I don't know about this."

Trish and Naranja also said they hadn't seen it, but Fugo frowned and said, "This looks like a hacker's logo, I've seen it on Meloni's computer."

Meloni was a member of Risut's assassination team, and Fugo had briefly collaborated with Meloni in the assassination of his former boss.

"Hacker..." Xuebu pondered, it doesn't look like Sariel left it, but since it appeared in the basement of "Bastet", it must be something important that can wake up the part of him that has lost his memory, he looked at Fuge, begged: "I want to know about this hacker, can you please take me to Mr. Meloni?"

The silver-haired boy frowned slightly, with a troubled look on his face, but there was pleading in his eyes, looking really pitiful and cute.

Fuge took a deep breath as if he couldn't stand the young man's gaze, and nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, just take you to see Meloni. Anyway, Risut is outside..." He paused Dun, helplessly whispered: "Don't look at me like that... If Giorno finds out, I will be in danger..."

Snow step:?

Under Trish's death gaze, Fugo called Risut in.

"Risut, it's like this, Xuebu wants to find Meloni..."

The tall, white-haired man locked his eyes on Xuebu almost as soon as he came in. Before Fuge finished speaking, he refused in a low voice: "No."

Fuge thought he heard it wrong, and looked at him with a frown, his eyes gradually condensed: "What did you say?"

This sudden refusal made the atmosphere anxious, and the tall man, who seemed not easy to get along with, continued: "Panakoda Fugo, what identity are you talking to me with, I said, no."

With a click, a corner of the table was crushed by the man with golden brown hair. He almost wanted to lift the table: "You fucking have the guts to say it again, you son of a bitch..."

"Hey, Fugo, calm down, don't call out that one!" Mista was startled by him, and retreated tactically to hide behind Bugarati.

Buccarati's low and angry voice came: "Fuge, Risut, what are you two doing in front of the guests, it's too disrespectful."

As a cadre, Bugarati, who has the most right to speak, controlled the situation. The moment the "steel chain finger" appeared, Fuge took a deep breath and took the double back. The private room was full of gunpowder. The atmosphere was instantly extinguished.

It's just that if even Bugarati is angry, the situation may really be out of control.Trish got up, she patted the table disapprovingly, breaking the silence: "Okay, stop arguing, Risut, no matter what, let me explain the reason."

"Reason?" Risut sneered, and he said inexplicably, "How long has it been since you've been mesmerized?"

The malice in his sight can no longer be hidden, and the cold voice seems to be mixed with a vicious low laugh. Under Bugarati's disapproving gaze, he said: "I can take him to the assassination team to find Melo." Ni, but he can only go with me alone, does he dare?"

It was originally a quarrel within the organization, but for some reason the topic was brought back to Xue by this new man with a bad face.

Zhong Yuanzhong also became more and more convinced that Xue could not be left here alone, the vases and ornaments around him moved slightly, he stood up, and took a few steps forward with a posture of protecting the silver-haired boy behind him.

The atmosphere became anxious again. Too many gods had gathered in this small private room, and there was a fear that a fight would break out, and the entire shop and surrounding streets would not be spared.

"Although I don't know why you hate me." The silver-haired boy got up, and he walked in front of Risut, his obsidian eyes stared at the man in front of him fearlessly, "I can go with you, I really want to see you to Meloni."

The boy lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he showed a pleading expression towards the other party.

"So, please?"

Risut: ...

Facts have proved that it is not enough to always be head-to-head with others.

Some people still eat the soft set.

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The author has something to say:

It also depends on who is soft...

I will always eat Xiaoxue's soft tricks... shasha...