This was a "good idea" that Fūya Rei came up with in a split second.

After all, although his top boss seemed to treat him and Zhu Xingda equally, people's hearts are always biased, and Zhu Xingda's relationship with Johnny Yingjia is much closer than when he and Johnny Yingjia first met.

Therefore, according to Johnny's preferences (probably), some weaknesses are revealed.

Johnny Winger would love it.

The young man was so determined.

Next, we just need to perform better than the other stars.

Watching his two subordinates enter the training ground, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but cover his forehead.

baldness.

Gin, the busy man, somehow got interested today and stood beside him. The silver-haired young man was followed by his regular pendant, Vodka. Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the honest Vodka and felt that Gin was indeed Gin. He had anticipated the chaos that would come from multiple subordinates and simply chose a universal nanny (crossed out) to easily resolve all the unexpected situations.

As expected of you, Gin!

Gin felt a little frightened by the guy's resentful (? ) gaze. He pulled his hat down to avoid the poor guy's gaze.

Vodka, who was standing at the back, saw the interaction between the two. Knowing his elder brother very well, he could naturally feel that his elder brother's mood had improved a bit, and he couldn't help but make another note in the little notebook in his heart.

I got it!

I will post a short joke in the forum tonight!

The older brothers had no idea what their younger brothers were thinking, because the fight soon began.

The two men were whispering to each other from time to time. It was not just about vodka. Even the two men who were fighting couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat when they saw them talking, and they each started to think about something.

Originally, three trials were planned, with each of them choosing one, combat and sniping. After each of them won one, they fell into a stalemate.

But it's okay this way.

When the two people looked at him at the same time, hoping that he would announce the contents of the third trial, Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Well, let me think, the Star Lords and Bourbon..." Seeing the two guys, each of whom was injured, looking up victoriously, the Godfather paused maliciously.

"The third round... let's see who can make peace with the other first." He instructed very gently, with a kind of nostalgic light in his eyes. When the two fighting bad guys saw this, no one knew what they would think.

But he still said in a gentle but threatening tone: "You must be a companion who can be trusted with your back."

…

…

Scotland took a nap in the safe house.

He was temporarily dragged out to do a mission, and when he came back he fell into a deep sleep.

There was a note from Bourbon left on the coffee table outside, saying that he had heard about Johnny Earnhardt and the mysterious "third person" and went to the organization's training ground.

The two bottles of wine have brought them closer in recent times.

Although they already knew each other, they still had to create an appearance within the organization that they had just met and were still gradually getting used to each other. From the "exchange" when they met to gradually being able to accept coexistence, it was also a new experience for two guys who had known each other since childhood.

That day, Scotland rubbed his hair and read the small note, then tore it off and washed it into the sink, thinking about what to make for himself for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

While searching for ingredients, he was thinking, Bourbon... no, he was still quite confident in Zero's work, but he didn't know what kind of personalities Johnny Yingjia and the third person had, just hope they didn't suffer any losses.

Thinking of this, the guy who said he was relieved still quietly quickened his pace and made two sandwiches quickly.

But before he started eating, his ears perked up sensitively.

The young man with short black hair looked towards the door sharply, and after a while, the door was opened from the outside.

A young man with short brown hair stood at the door. Behind him, Zero and an unfamiliar guy were squeezing each other. The scene looked like a nanny taking care of two problem children.

Scotland, with a sandwich in his mouth, took his hand away from the pistol behind his waist and looked at the scene hesitantly.

"It seems like you guys have a pretty good relationship?" He chewed the sandwich slowly, looking at the brown-haired young man in the lead openly, "You said so, um... Johnny won?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone's stomach made a "gurgling" sound.

Scotland: ...

He hesitantly raised the plate in his hand: "Maybe you guys would like to have one? If you don't mind."

Well, he probably didn’t poison it (no).

As soon as he finished speaking, Johnny Yingjia smiled a relieved smile, so bright that it was even a little dazzling.

"That would be great if you could."

Johnny Yingjia looked young and had a gentle smile, a very friendly smile, not the smile that was often seen on the faces of superiors.

If this kind of smile appeared on an ordinary passerby, Scotland would think that this person must have a good personality, and if they had any interactions, he might think that he could be a good friend. But this was Johnny Winger, an important figure in the organization.

He had to be more vigilant in his heart.

But there was still a smile on his face.

Tsunayoshi Sawada led two guys who looked like a pair of cats and dogs that were at odds with each other into the safe house.

This was his first time in this safe house, so he was a little curious.

Scotland shared the sandwich in his hand with him, put a random can of Bourbon and Star in his mouth, and took him on a "tour" of the room.

This is a small Japanese-style detached house, somewhat similar to Tsunayoshi Sawada's home in Japan.

There are three floors in total, two of which are residential. The top floor is a small attic. It is said that the roof can be opened, and you can see the stars directly from here at night... God knows what use this has for a group of poor and vicious guys. What do they do by opening the open-air roof? To welcome the rain of bullets from the sky?

No one knows, and no one asks.

The basic layout of the other two floors is also very similar to that of Tsunayoshi Sawada's home, both of which are ordinary Japanese-style homes.

The first floor is mainly the living area, and the second floor is the rooms of each person.

Although he did not live here, and Bourbon and Scotch moved in first according to custom, the master bedroom was still reserved for him.

The room was a standard hotel room, not shabby but not as comfortable as one that had been cleaned by my mother.

Looking at his expression, Scotland hesitated.

"Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi finally adjusted his expression and rubbed his cheeks a little embarrassedly.

"No," he paused, saying that he began to think that his mother was inevitably a little childish when it came to this kind of thing, so he could only try to gesture, "but I always felt like something was missing."

Scotland blinked.

"Is it because Johnny has been hired and you haven't moved in yet?" he said.

Sawada Tsunayoshi also blinked.

Scotland looked at his expression, which was similar to the expression her childhood friend had many years ago when he was alone in an empty dormitory and didn't know what to do. She couldn't help but speak hesitantly.

"If you don't mind, maybe I can help you figure out how to set it up?"

"That would be great."

Sawada Tsunayoshi agreed without hesitation.

This made Scotland laugh, and he pinched his chin and thought for a moment.

"Johnny what kind of room would you like?" he asked.

That's a really good question.

Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated and asked, "Just... ordinary ones?"

"What about the color?"

"Whatever... I like blue more."

"Where's the furniture? There's only a bed and a wardrobe in the room now."

"Then you need a desk, right?"

"What about the bean bag sofa? They're said to be very comfortable."

"Then have one too."

While the two guys were fighting with each other with eyes while holding sandwiches, Scotland had successfully established a connection with his boss by discussing the bedroom furnishings.

Not only that, listening to the other party's well-organized responses and suggestions, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but shed tears in his heart.

Scotland, it's really useful.

Better than vodka!

"Oh, by the way, I also want the room to have a certain smell." Perhaps gradually relaxing, he gestured.

Scotland thought for a moment and mentioned several flavors, but they were all denied by Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"It's not aromatherapy, it's just a very common smell that you would have at home." The brown-haired young man lowered his head and twitched his nose a little listlessly. "There is a little bit of this smell in the room, but it's not obvious."

As he spoke, the young man held his chin with some worry.

"Just like the room that my mother cleaned before, it always has this smell."

Scotland looked at him seriously, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly laughed.

"I see." He pushed open the window, letting the sun shine into the room that was sealed by thick curtains because the owner was away. "It smells like the bed washed with fabric softener and exposed to the sun. I did a thorough cleaning before you came."

He stood at the window with a smile on his face, which made Sawada Tsunayoshi sniff involuntarily. He found the source of the indescribable sense of familiarity that he had felt since he saw Scotland, and he was about to express his thoughts sincerely in the next moment.

Mom——