If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

I always feel a little flustered when Master says that.

But as he said, on the seventh day, Ruslia called me.

I followed him through a long corridor before arriving at the office of the Ninth Generation of Pengelie, which made me wonder if all the mafia bosses have to set up such a line at the door of their offices.

After arriving at the office, the one who turned around was a white-bearded and white-haired grandfather, who was the ninth generation of Pengelie in the photo I had seen before.

It seems that nothing is wrong... I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Peng Gelie Jiudaimu is still alive, then everything will be easy to deal with.Vengley's internal problems have been resolved by himself!The century-old family still needs outsiders to wipe their ass, and they don't despise shame.

"Hi, Chief Nine Generations, this is Chisaki Rokujo, the representative of the Japanese public security." I bowed to pay my respects, and said in a respectful tone, "It's great to see you in peace."

"Ah... the Japanese public security." Peng Gelie Jiudaimu smiled slightly, showing his momentum, "This pattern of repeated confirmation...is it suspicious of the old man?"

"Of course not, Jiudaime, how could you say that!" I straightened up and accused me in a complaining tone, "We are obviously worried about you, since the cooperation between you and us has always been smooth I came here to see you for the sake of being safe! I also specially brought Japanese Raspberry Daifuku as a souvenir, just because you haven’t seen me for a long time, and it seems that the expiration date is about to expire, so I gave it to your son! It’s the same for public officials It’s very tiring, even if you let me pigeons for so many days, it’s too much to play this kind of back-and-forth now!”

"...Ah, yes, yes."

"Yeah, so... then please sign it." I took out a document, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "After signing this, I can go back to my life. To be honest, I am quite homesick. If you confirm that there is no problem, quickly sign and I can leave quickly."

Peng Gelie Jiudaimu probably saw that I was too lazy to argue with me as a little girl, so he signed directly.

I took a look and initially confirmed that there was no problem with the handwriting, so I didn't care too much.Anyway, I still need to find the leader of Balian, XANXUS, to sign it later.I don't think Jiudaimu will do anything, the focus is on the Balian group.

But... when I said that I was going to XANXUS to sign, the expressions of Squalo and Ruslia became a little subtle.

"...Your boss, are you very shameless?" I asked with a look of surprise.

"Little Chisaki!" Ruslia's tone suddenly became frightened.

"Tsk, brat, you have to bear the consequences of what you ask yourself!" Squalo, who folded his hands on his chest, showed an impatient look, glanced at me, and nodded, "Come with me."

I obediently followed, and finally saw this Balian boss.

The other party was indeed very imposing at first glance, judging from the arrogant sitting posture and appearance.

The reason why I mentioned appearance is not that the other party looks terrible, but the scars on the exposed skin of the other party.Although there is a saying that a scar is a man's medal, but this one has too many medals...

When I thought about what I saw in the information, the black-haired young man in front of me was imprisoned after the failed rebellion eight years ago, and I couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic in my heart—although the usurper failed and deserved it, but I also suffered when I saw it. A lot of sins.The mafia is really inhumane.

And at this moment, the black-haired young man opened his eyes suddenly, and looked over with a murderous look. His dark red eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly, "What kind of eyes are you, scum?"

"..." Well, an Italian man.In this huge Italy, only my little friend Giorno can satisfy my previous good impression of Italian men.I said seriously, "I am Rojo Chisaki, the representative of the Japanese public security. I am here to hope that Mr. XANXUS can sign this entry agreement on behalf of Balian."

The other party stared at me, squinted his eyes, and then drew his own gun...

"BOSS! Calm down! They just want you to sign, not to provoke you!"

"BOSS! This is the official representative from Japan. We will have to enter the country to find someone later. You will have a lot of trouble if you kill him directly!"

"BOSS! This is just a weak little girl!"

I stared dumbfounded at a group of people going up to hold XANXUS's hand, and I was a little dazed.

Why?What?So it turns out that Balian's inner painting style is like this?I feel like I missed a lot this week!And Ruslia, why do you say that I am weak...

"Hey! Damn girl! Hurry up and get the document and sign it!"

"...Ah, good." I came back to my senses, carefully put the file on it, and when I met XANXUS' eyes, I was silent for a while, and said with a serious face, "That's right, I'm just a fragile little girl , if you attack me, you will lose."

other people:"……"

In the end I got the agreement signed by XANXUS and slipped away.Just before slipping... I looked at the giant robot standing behind XANXUS, and I always felt that something was not coordinated.

But... anyway, it's Peng Lie, so it's normal to be developing some new weapons internally... right?As long as they can't come up with a Gundam, I don't care.

When the Gundam comes out, they will ask them for copyright fees on behalf of Yoshiyuki Tomino (the father of Gundam).

After getting the documents, I immediately sent the photocopied electronic version to Mr. Kazami for filing, then I stored the original documents myself, and embarked on the journey back to the city with my small suitcase.

"Hello? Kazami, I've come back with a deal... Hey? Have you negotiated with the Supernatural Special Affairs Division? Okay... Well, I'll go directly to Yokohama to hand over..." After I hung up the phone , looked at the phone, estimated the time, and sent an email to Mr. Nakaya.

[I'll find you the day after tomorrow! 】

Finally... we are going to meet again!It's just that explaining your identity will be a headache...

My originally happy expression gradually collapsed, I put the phone up and rubbed my face: "Well... If I explain it thoroughly, there is still a chance..."

……

At the same time, Yokohama, Japan, Port Mafia Office———————

"...Ah, this is really... an interesting thing." Mori Ogai looked at the report in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he let out a somewhat artificial exclamation.

"Is the barley tea still not ready?" Koyo Ozaki, who was participating in the meeting there, rested his chin on one hand and looked over, "Huh? What's the matter? If it's because you want to go shopping with Alice again, you don't need to say anything." gone."

"No." Mori Ogai smiled, and pushed out the report in his hand, "The Japanese public security wants to send someone to Yokohama, and they said they will officially accept the appointment the day after tomorrow."

"Japanese police? Has the police started to make noise... Anyway, the first headache should be the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"There is also the entry from Italy's Pengo Lie... It seems that this Japanese policeman should have come directly from Italy."

Koye Ozaki said with emotion: "Japanese police... Chief, you said that Chisaki's father is from the police, right? I don't know if Chisaki will return to Yokohama this time..."

Mori Ogai smiled: "Yeah, I don't know what Jiang Gu is doing now. If the representative of the police is Jiang Gu, it would be beneficial to Hong Kong gangsters."

"...You really dare to say these words." Ozaki Koyo glanced at her boss, then looked at the third person present, "What's wrong with you Chuya? It's unusually quiet today."

"...No, it's nothing." Some young men with distracted red hair came back to their senses and squeezed the report in their hands, "...let's continue with the topic just now."

……

Although Italy has beautiful scenery, people are very problematic.

When I returned to Japan, the plane was delayed for several hours, and then it was nearly a day's flight journey.

When I arrived at Haneda Airport and boarded the bus to Yokohama, I received an international call from an unknown number.

At first I thought it was something wrong with Balian, so I picked it up puzzled, but it turned out to be my new friend Qiao Luno.

And the other party called because he had promised to let me know when he fulfilled his dream...

Although I am very moved by keeping promises, but...

"Hey!? Really, Giorno!" I was shocked, it's only been nine days!Nine days from joining the group to killing the boss and successfully usurping the throne!What an earth-shattering inspirational story! ?

"Congratulations—ah, ah, if it wasn't because I have already returned to Japan, I would definitely go to your coronation ceremony! Ah, I just returned to Japan, what do you want? As a person from my hometown Special products...and give it to your friends too...eh? Don't you want the number to be four? Okay, I'll avoid this..."

After finishing the phone call with my friend, I couldn't help sighing—that's great, this is the so-called dream is anyone great?But most people can't reach it... Well done, Giorno!I can tell from your hairstyle!You are a man of great things!

"...I arrived in Yokohama earlier than expected." I looked at the time displayed on my phone, and after a moment of silence, I took a deep breath—good!Then just get a little bit of my little friend's joy and go to solve the biggest problem today!

I stood on a familiar street, took a deep breath, dialed the most familiar number, and waited anxiously for the other party to pick up: "Why didn't you answer... Ah, hello? Chuya, where are you now?"

【Furuya Chisaki. 】

"Huh?" I laughed, "What's the matter with you, Chuya? It sounds so serious, and why is it so strange to call you by your full name... By the way, let me tell you, I am now in ..."

The other party directly interrupted me, with a calm tone: [I have a question for you, answer it truthfully. 】

"...Hey? What?" I was stunned for a moment, with a bad premonition in my heart, and quickened my pace. Even though I knew it couldn't be such a coincidence, I subconsciously looked around to find the figure of the other party, "Tell me."

[Did you become a police officer after you defected, or did you become a police officer before? 】

"..." I fell silent, and my steps stopped slowly.

This is... the worst case scenario.

I know I can lie.

As long as you say that you are the next one, it makes perfect sense logically.After all, as far as the Hong Kong gangsters are concerned, the insiders only think that Oda Saku is, so it makes sense for me to join the police because of Oda Saku.

As long as I explain it like that, Mr. Chuya will believe me.Mr. Mori is the only one who can guess the truth in Hong Kong and black right now, and Mori Ogai would not tell even if he knew, because it is not good for him, but what he keeps secret can be used at critical moments, such as threatening me to help him An incident or extortion of the police once or something like that...

but……

The other party is still waiting for my reply, only shallow breathing can be heard.

I have seen him.Just across from me, in the gap between the passing traffic, people can be seen clearly through the street lamps and shop lights on the street.

On the rest day, Mr. Nakaya wears private clothes and still likes to wear a hat. His profile looks the same as it did two years ago.At this moment, his expression is very serious.

"I..." I said with some difficulty, "It was before."

The other party did not reply immediately.After a long time, he chuckled lightly, and his tone was a little relaxed: [This time I was very honest. 】

After a moment of silence, I whispered, "Because I don't want to hide it from you anymore..."

【To shut up! 】

...Ahhh, this is the worst possible time - damn it!Don't let me know who revealed it!

I tried to explain, but the words I finally said were dry: "Actually, I came today to tell you about this..."

【...Are you coming to Yokohama? 】

"Well, now..." I lowered my eyes, "It's just across from you..."

I saw the red-haired young man standing across from him turn his head subconsciously, with a hint of astonishment on his face.

I looked over with a hint of pleading eyes.

[Don't appear in front of me again. ] The other party stared at me, and I could hear the killing intent from the voice, 【Next time I see you, I will kill you with my own hands! 】

[This time is true, there will be no next time. 】

"...Okay." I heard myself answer.

……

"Ah...has this been discovered?"

"...Mr. Dazai, can you give me a preview before your next appearance? I think I will have a heart attack from you." People, "You...you didn't just watch the show all the time, did you? That's too much."

The black-haired young man came out from the shadows. The windbreaker he was wearing was still the same style as Oda's, which made me feel uncomfortable no matter what.He walked to my side and looked in the direction of my previous line of sight: "Zhong is also easy to fool, if you cry in front of him, maybe he will soften his heart."

"Tears are indeed a kind of weapon, especially girls' tears. But when tears are used as weapons, they can hurt others." I sighed, "I haven't tasted it yet... I have already hurt Mr. Chuya."

This has been my fault from the start.

The other party looked over and showed a somewhat surprised expression: "So...Xiao Qian, you are...you don't mind hurting me?"

"...What are you talking about Mr. Dazai, this trick is useless to you, otherwise I would have cried [-] times in front of you when I was in Ganghei." He frowned, thoughtfully, "No, eight hundred chapters might be a bit too much, it hurts the eyes...eighty chapters should be enough."

Mr. Dazai just smiled, and looked at me with eyes that knew everything: "Then Xiaoqian...why are you crying now?"

"Hmm... probably... hurt yourself. I think I can understand your suicide method, Dazai-san... No, no, it's completely different in nature! I still can't understand it!" I took a deep breath and calmed down. Feeling refreshed, he smiled at him, "Hey, since we met, are you going to eat curry? Don't worry, it's not very spicy."

I thought about it and added, "I'm still treating you."