Tsunayoshi Sawada thought this was a good idea.

However, Gin doesn't seem to think so.

And he said in no uncertain terms, "Do you have a problem with your brain that you want to check out? I can help you - with my Be|let|er."

...What? He hasn’t even said the amazing book title he’s thought of yet!

He was so angry that he wrapped himself up and sat on the other side, looking out the window angrily, and even forgot what he was going to say to Gin.

Vodka watched their interaction nervously throughout the whole process. He didn't seem to realize that they were joking at all. Instead, he was afraid that the two of them would start fighting in the car... Is he that kind of person?

The Godfather puffed up his cheeks childishly.

He was still greedy (?), and during dinner he tentatively asked three of his subordinates for their opinions.

I don’t know if it’s the same in other places, but in the safe house Johnny joined, there was at least one occasion every day when a family of four (not just one safe house) would be at the dinner table.

——The premise is that everyone’s good mother, the almighty Scotland, is in the safe house.

As for the others.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's cooking skills cannot be said to be excellent, but they are not bad either. However, no one dares to let him enter the kitchen (after all, he is everyone's boss); Morohoshi's skills are actually quite good, but there is still Bourbon who is not to be trifled with, and who will complain that everything this guy makes is unpalatable. Of course, Morohoshi doesn't really want to cook for Bourbon.

Bourbon's cooking skills cannot be said to be excellent, but fortunately his relationship with Scotland is not as tense as it used to be - it seems that their joint research on how to make delicious food has brought them closer.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was puzzled by this and was unanimously rejected when he tried to join them.

He was so angry that he took a big bite of the Scottish secret cheese beef burger...it was so delicious.

After putting aside the story of "I went undercover in a hostile organization and became its second-in-command, so if the organization is not destroyed, I will become the boss," Tsunayoshi Sawada had to think about continuing to deliver information in the original way.

When he had free time, he would think of this plan again, and in order to conceal his identity, he would hesitate whether to artistically process it and change the title to a more obscure one - for example, "It's about how I went undercover in a hostile organization and found out that the organization was full of undercover agents and parallel imports, and finally I had to become the boss of the organization."

Mr. Godfather refuses to acknowledge that the latter contains a certain Mr. Killer.

Both titles brought out strange looks from his subordinates.

Facing the shocked or helpless looks of his three subordinates, the Godfather blinked, said "hey" and smiled.

"I studied the current light novel market for a long time before coming up with this name." He said, "What do you think? Is it not okay?"

It's not a question of whether or not. It's the kind of question that if you say it, they will feel like their disguise has been exposed and they are like mice trying to survive under your claws.

But once you start thinking this way, you will start to doubt whether your disguise is perfect... The opponent is the legendary Johnny Winger. Even if he is temporarily in a "semi-frozen" state due to a mistake, he usually behaves peacefully and is no different from a random passerby on the street. But after all, he is Johnny Winger, the one who created the organization's kingdom in Italy.

The expressions of the three people present were frozen for a moment. Somehow, Bourbon and Zhu Xingda's eyes met for a moment, and they immediately looked away while the former snorted viciously.

Taking advantage of the break when the pets started to fight again (not really), Scotch took off her apron and sat down next to Gangji.

"Isn't this book title good?" The Godfather curled up on the sofa, hugged his knees, tilted his head and asked seriously.

It made him look smaller.

Although he has been in this world for three years, the Godfather's physical age is still 24 years old. In addition, his face is naturally gentle. At first glance, he looks like a little boy who has just grown up.

Scotland - or rather, Morobushi Kagemitsu looked at him, lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Boss, how did you come up with this title for the book?" he asked. He didn't know when he started calling Gangji Boss, but many celebrities started calling him Boss.

The brown-haired young man hesitated.

"How did you come up with this?" he said in a distressed tone. "Maybe it's because it's fun. Being an undercover agent, you become the leader's most trusted partner, and in the end you have to inherit the organization. Well, what do you think, Scotland?"

Although it looks like a light novel, it is actually documentary literature!

Scotland…Scotland could only smile.

"As long as you like it." He said politely, "I heard that when you were in Italy, there were rats from other organizations around you?"

He considered his words, and Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a look of understanding.

It looked like they were having a fight, but the other two guys who were keeping an eye on this place also slowed down their movements.

"Are you talking about Andrea?"

I know that this is what he wants to ask - this is normal, most people in the organization want to know about this. After all, it was rumored that Andrea's ashes were scattered all over the world... However, this rumor is more convenient for Andrea who has left the organization, so he let it go. As a result, guys who are a little familiar with him all want to ask about it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned.

"It has nothing to do with him," he explained with a frown. "Andrea... Martinez is still a child, so I didn't let him get involved in too much work at the beginning. It's a complete exaggeration to say that he is the second-in-command."

He remembered that when Rambo was Andrea's age, he didn't even want to go to class. He could skip classes every day without anyone forcing him to do so, let alone the job of the Guardian of the Vongola.

As for Andrea, although he always patted his chest and said that he could do it, and although Novan couldn't stand (was jealous of) this kind of creature who only stayed around him, he would occasionally pass by and frown to show that it was so-so - you know, it was rare to get such an evaluation from him.

But even so, he would always try his best to avoid letting Andrea get involved in the business, just to control the degree so that the little FBI could hand in the work.

However, the wines that serve the organization seem to have no such awareness of avoiding exploitative child labor.

Tsunayoshi Sawada could feel Bourbon's gaze on him, mixed with scrutiny and some other emotions, but he couldn't tell because it was scanned so quickly.

He simply changed his posture and sat cross-legged, supporting his cheek with one hand.

"Is Scotland curious about Martinez?" he asked.

Scotland didn't expect him to ask this question back, so he nodded hesitantly.

Soon I became proficient again.

"After all, it was a rare mouse." He said naturally, "So what happened next? Did he die?"

Of course, he had heard the rumors that were circulating in the organization, such as the one that Martinez was found at the scene, but at this moment he stared at his boss quietly, hoping to get the most authoritative answer.

The brown-haired young man blinked.

He could easily feel that everyone in the room was focusing on him, which was quite amusing; each of these guys acted more indifferent than the other, but in essence they all cared about this issue.

Why? Is it because you can relate to me?

He tilted his head, and Bourbon and the other celebrities all seemed to avoid his gaze, and finally it was Scotland who subconsciously smiled faintly.

Then Sawada Tsunayoshi also laughed.

He raised a finger in front of his lips and curled his eyes slightly, which was very bewitching.

"secret."

…

…

"I would have been happier if you had told me your secret earlier."

In a basement in Sicily, Italy, a young man with long black hair stepped on someone's face, squatted down and gently tapped the other person's cheek with the whip in his hand.

"Eh? Don't you like being stepped on by me?" He tilted his head, as if he was puzzled. There was a smile on his face, but in this situation, it couldn't be said to be cute or gentle, it could only be described as scary.

"You and I are different... I like Boss to step on me." He said with regret, moving his foot away from the man's face, "But Boss always frowns and says no, because I'm not doing well enough."

The guy, who was already covered with bruises, let out a breath of relief when he pulled away, and almost fainted from the relief he felt from that breath.

Damn... Johnny's crazy dog.

Novan Dutch, who got the information he wanted, threw the whip to his subordinate without even looking at him, took a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.

In the short time he spent cleaning his body, his subordinates had already prepared intelligence about the information revealed by the dying person.

"【Life Flame】Recycling Plan?"

Looking at the description in the text, the young man frowned, and a dark light flashed in his red pupils.

…

"The [Fire of Life] gem?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi sat on the leather sofa and repeated Gin's words.

He frowned and took the file from the man with long silver hair.

Gin glanced at him. The brown-haired young man had already pulled out the paper file and examined it carefully. According to his understanding of this guy, it would take another time, so the man took out a cigar, cut it slowly, walked to the balcony, and puffed slowly.

While the two bosses were chatting, Vodka, who had automatically turned invisible, came in with coffee and biscuits for them in a very charming manner, and then left quietly.

After a while, the time it took to smoke a cigar, Sawada Tsunayoshi had already read all the information that Gin gave him.

"I see. Is this the mission that gentleman wants me to do next?" He looked at Gin sitting back opposite him, with his hands crossed and clenched into fists before his lips. "A gem called [Fire of Life] and a family that collects and prepares to display it... I have never heard that the organization is interested in gems."

Ah, no, maybe there is.

The Godfather thought for a moment and looked at Gin with a subtle expression.

"It can't be rum..."

The silver-haired man nodded.

It's really like this.

Tsukichi Sawada was speechless, because his "business" in Italy went wrong, so he let Rum take over the organization's influence in Italy temporarily; and Rum caused the loss of the organization's property in the gem business, so was he asked to get it back?

The boss of the organization is still as good as always... he has a good balance skill.

The brown-haired young man scratched his head.

"I have the right to refuse," he said, not really wanting to get involved in the organization's business.

Gin already knew this guy's character very well.

"Of course." He patiently put the paper documents back into the file bag, just like when he received the text message from Sawada Tsunayoshi and slowly changed his route to go to the rooftop to look for him, he slowly took out the Breton and placed it on the coffee table.

The young man with long silver hair smiled.

“Or rather, I’m looking forward to it.”

After all, this way I can have a fight with this guy naturally:D

His eager look made the Godfather grind his teeth.

It’s decided. He should write “It’s about how I worked diligently to build up the organization, but there were still undercover agents, smugglers, four, five, and six around me. I was also very upset.” Okay!