Without anyone noticing, Sawada Tsunayoshi's relationship with the members of the Port Mafia improved.

It was at that battle that the young man waving flames in his hands left a deep impression on everyone present.

In maifa's world, the strong are respected.

Apparently, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who possessed great strength, was quickly accepted by the creatures of darkness.

Originally, when Sawada Tsunayoshi entered the port mafia, he was jokingly called "Crown Prince" (270: What the hell), and there were also voices of opposition or contempt.

However, after such a fire burned through the night, the sounds inside the port mafia suddenly stopped.

And then——

"Your Highness, Tsunayoshi!!" The port mafia member, who was wearing a black suit, had a red face and was as big and strong as a black bear, raised the lunch box in his hand and said with a twinkling look, "You forgot to bring your lunch box today too? Please, this is the lunch box I just learned how to make last night. I'm not very skilled, so please use the normal one!"

The words he spoke were all jumbled up and down, and you could tell how nervous he was.

Tsuneyoshi Sawada blinked. Ever since he came back from his first "mission" a few days ago, the attitude of the guys at the port maifa towards him had subtly changed a little.

Of course, with the support of the brotherhood certified by the leader himself and patrolled by one of the five major cadres, Ozaki Kouyo, these guys belonging to the port mafia could not be too rude to him.

However, the love and respect given out of humanitarianism or in obedience to the orders of superiors are different.

Sawada Tsunayoshi pursed his lips, remembering that he indeed forgot to bring his lunch box. He looked at the mafia who was in good health but was about to be twisted into a pretzel, and became a little hesitant.

Normally, you shouldn't just accept things given to you by others, especially food. But this person looked very nervous, and it seemed like he mustered up a lot of energy to give the lunch box.

And he certainly didn't bring any lunch.

Just as he was hesitating, the man looked at him, and with a ruthless heart, he stuffed the lunch box into Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand.

"Please help me taste it. Dazai-sama, if you need me for something else, I'll be leaving now!"

He is actually Dazai's subordinate.

Hearing the name of another little friend, Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned and sighed helplessly.

He lowered his eyes, as if he was looking at the lunch box that the other party had stuffed into his hands. He did not seem to notice - or although he had noticed, he chose to ignore it - the gazes that were projected from all directions and were observing him.

The brown-haired boy had a cold yet gentle expression, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked as clear as a white lily still covered in dew.

After standing there for a while and pondering how to go to Dazai in a seemingly normal and reasonable way, the young godfather felt that more and more eyes were on him, so he stepped forward and walked towards the cafeteria.

The port mafia has its own cafeteria.

But the cafeteria has been closed recently because the head chef and several of his apprentices who lived with him were involved in a fight in their sleep not long ago and met God in their peaceful dreams.

Of course, the chefs of the port mafia are not ordinary chefs, so what the chef saw might not be God, but the devil from hell.

But none of this matters. What matters is that because of the death of the chef, the port mafia's cafeteria has to be closed for two days.

This is why Tsunayoshi Sawada brought his own lunch box like a middle school student.

——Of course, no one had told him this before.

Perhaps Ozaki Koyo was prepared for him, but the evil capitalists called several high-ranking people to a meeting early in the morning, so that Sawada Tsunayoshi could only wander around alone.

Then it was discovered that he had no lunch.

Then someone sent me a lunch box.

At this moment, sitting at a table by the window in the cafeteria, Sawada Tsunayoshi ignored the vague glances and prepared to start eating seriously.

Although the window was empty, there were still bowls and chopsticks. He picked up a pair at random and opened the lid of the lunch box.

The mafia member who looked fierce and burly had a childish heart that was unknown to others. The lunch box given to him was in the shape of a brown bear, and it even had two round ears.

Just... kind of cute?

He was thinking with mixed feelings, but he was not surprised at all when he saw that even the rice ball inside was molded into the shape of a cute little bear. He looked at the rice ball that was decorated with black sesame seeds except for the eyes, and while admiring its cuteness, he bit off half of the bear's head in one bite.

So horrible.

The port mafia members who were secretly watching the young man and calling him a bear head sighed while holding their chests.

His Highness Tsunayoshi is so adorable!

Strong and cute, he can even eat his rice balls seriously... What a big treasure their Lord Tsuneyoshi is!

[Of course, we will protect His Highness Tsunayoshi till our death! ! ]

Oh, Lord Tsuneyoshi, who has saved some of them several times in just a few days, doesn't seem to need protection.

Most of the guys in the port mafia have been in the mafia since they were young, and the Japanese government has always advocated loyalty. When they think that they have nothing to repay in terms of force, their eyes turn red and they don't know what to do.

[No, there is another place where Lord Tsuneyoshi still needs our protection.]

Those who are more clear-headed took time out from their crazy candid photos to come up with ideas on the forums. [Your Highness’s masterpiece is still unsalable as far as I know.]

[How disrespectful! That is the work of our Lord Tsunekichi!]

[I read it last time. Isn't it well written? Those vulgar people can't understand Your Highness at all! ]

[That's right! Although the Crown Prince has forgotten about this matter now, we can't forget it! We must restore our brother's glory! ]

【Hey, upstairs, you've been exposed. 】

[Ahem, ahem, since he is the leader's brother, he is also the brother of all of us. Anyway, since the pearl is covered in dust, let's go and blow away the dust.]

[I swear to protect the world's number one, Lord Tsunayoshi! 】

Sawada Tsunayoshi, who still didn't know what was going on, said: ...A-choo!

…

After finishing the food in the lunch box and cleaning the lunch box, Tsunayoshi Sawada looked for the burly man who gave him the lunch box in the building of the port mafia.

But unfortunately, before he found it, Morigu waved his hand and summoned him over.

Next to the black-haired, red-eyed man stood A, whom he had met once before.

"Tsunayoshi, come here, let me introduce you to him."

Mori Ogai, acting like a good brother, said gently, "This is A. He will be a member of the Port Mafia from now on... He is on the same level as Momiji-kun."

As he said this, the man put one hand on his chest and saluted in a formal manner.

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and looked at the other person.

Unlike the other psychics whose names he knew more or less, the name "A" did not belong to any famous writer in Sawada Tsunayoshi's memory.

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that the Godfather, who has been a poor student since childhood, is too ignorant.

Mori Ouwai didn't know what to think as he looked at his curious and confused expression, but A was in a good mood today as he had achieved what he wanted. He also began to like this young man who had been a topic of discussion recently.

In order to get close to Mori Owl, he also studied this guy.

This little thing that appeared from nowhere was brought into the port mafia by the old fox Mori Owl, saying that it was his younger brother. It has become very influential inside the port mafia and seems to be very popular.

Of course, A had also heard of the battle rumors about the kid whose name was either "Sawada Tsunayoshi" or "Mori Tsunayoshi", but unlike the port mafia that he had seen with his own eyes, A was well aware of the tricks of those second-generation gangsters, rich second-generations, and so on. At this age and appearance, the so-called achievements were probably achieved by the people arranged for him by Mori Ogai.

What about the little ghost?

There was a hint of contempt in the man's eyes.

The most the little devil had to do was talk and then give the opponent a final blow, and all the fame and power would be his.

To be honest, A doesn't dislike this kind of thing, after all, he has been doing this since he was a child.

And looking at the attitude of the stubborn Mori Ou in front of Xiao Gui, maybe pleasing Xiao Gui will help him to rise quickly in the port mafia.

After thinking for a while, the man smiled.

After some casual greetings, Mori Ogai smiled and said to Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Didn't Dazai-kun say last time that the port mafia building felt a little crowded?"

He smiled as if he had picked up eight million from the ground.

"After A joins the Port Mafia, we will have money to build a few more buildings... Let me think, with five Port Mafia cadres, it would be nice to build five more buildings."

This was a condition they had already agreed upon.

A, who didn't have much other things but had a lot of money, smiled and nodded.

"Not only will we build five more buildings," he said, "I will also build the Port Building as well."

That means there are six buildings in total.

Although it was not his own house, Sawada Tsunayoshi could not help but brighten his eyes when he heard this, and his expression when he looked at A became much more loving (? )

The sucker...Oh no, the sponsor, this is the sponsor!

He is the sucker who covers the fiscal deficit!!

God knows how much Tsunayoshi Sawada had hoped that Vongola could have such a writing sponsor (read as a sucker) to fill its financial deficit, but reality told him that there was no such creature.

There is only one person, Hibari Kyoya, who can beat him and make him call him daddy.

Even though he controls the Brothel Group and has a lot of wealth, and he helps the Vongola when they encounter problems and when he is in a good mood, Hibari Kyoya is not a philanthropist after all.

Therefore, every foreign debt must be repaid with the Godfather's own body.

Countless high-priced fights of 10 million each were fought in the Vongola training room, and the one who was beaten the hardest was when Yoshimasa Sawada planned to fake his death.

In order to win the support of Hibari Kyoya, the Godfather was almost used as a rag by the other party.

[“Is this all you have?”]

At that time, although he had won numerous battles, the Vongola Cloud Guardian did not show any joy on his face.

The man, who looked like some kind of large carnivore, put away his weapon, casually threw away his damaged ring, and walked with such elegance that he could have walked directly into a high-end banquet hall with just a different background.

Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't see any of this.

He was knocked down by Hibari Kyoya, and with his eyes closed, he stared blankly as if he was seeing the ceiling for the first time.

Hibari Kyoya stood in front of him.

The black-haired young man had a not-so-nice expression on his face, the kind that normally Tsunayoshi Sawada would avoid on seeing.

But he was so tired now that he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, let alone escape.

Moreover, rather than running away, Sawada Tsunayoshi actually felt that he was more looking forward to the feeling of being hit in the face by the duckweed crutch.

Cold and fierce, it pulled him out of his trance.

Only at this moment did Sawada Tsunayoshi feel that he was alive.

At any other time, he felt like he had turned into a walking corpse, wandering vaguely in the world, not knowing where he came from or where he was going.

The familiar, cold touch of a duckweed crutch pressed against his cheek.

There was already some swelling there. When Hibari Kyoya got angry, he liked to hit people in the face, so Sawada Tsunayoshi had taken several attacks on his face today.

At this moment, his eyelashes trembled, and his brown pupils opened, looking at the other party in a trance.

"How long are you going to be boring?" the man asked. "Does the death of a baby make you weak?"

Yeah, isn't it?

The other party sneered, and even though he was in a depressed mood, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but shudder.

He looked towards Yun Que Gong Mi tremblingly, not having any of the dignity and majesty of a godfather. Instead, he looked like a frightened baby bird, cute and pitiful.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Hibari Gongmi lowered his eyes with an indifferent look, and there was an almost ruthless look in his purple pupils.

"If that's the case, then go to hell," he said cruelly.

After saying this, the Cloud Guardian, who had hurried over from a foreign country just to give the leader a good beating, left in the same hurry as he had come.

From the closed training room, it was said that the leader's crazy laughter with no regard for etiquette could be heard.

Not knowing why he suddenly recalled this past event, Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyelids twitched.

Although he didn't always lose in fights with Hibari, and even had a great chance of winning, Hibari Kyouya was like some kind of ferocious beast, and would bite hard if he showed the slightest flaw... So he still felt quite painful after that day.

But pain can keep people awake.

So soon after, a complete plan took shape in Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he had arranged everything well, but the fact that it was Varian who was responsible for retaking and guarding the Vongola headquarters in the end made the Godfather feel a little sad.

After all, with Xanxus and Varian's personalities...it would be a good thing if the Vongola Castle wasn't torn to pieces by this group of people when he returns.

But this cannot be avoided.

And he doesn't have a sucker like A.

With thousands of thoughts running through his mind, out of respect for his financial sponsor (the sucker), Tsunayoshi Sawada promptly smiled adorably after the other party said he would be responsible for renovating several buildings.

"Mr. A is amazing." He praised him and then asked doubtfully, "What about the subsequent maintenance costs?"

——In a place like Yokohama where fighting can happen all the time, this is an important matter.

This was originally still within the scope of argument, but A was so overwhelmed by the boy's admiring (not really) look that he waved his hand in agreement.

"Of course it's all on my account!"

"Wow--"

Overhearing the conversation between the two, the black-hearted businessman Sen Ouwai promptly took out a contract and said, "For flowers like this, it's better to sign the contract today than to wait for a better day."

As he said this, he gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a look of praise.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: …

He wanted to get back the maintenance fees that he subconsciously wanted to claim.

After all, this is a port building, not a Vongola building, right?

However, the matter was done, and the adults (?) signed the contract happily. When Sawada Tsunayoshi found an opportunity to exchange information with Dazai Osamu in the evening, he heard the other party talking about this matter.

"By the way, due to the instigation of a certain guy, that idiot A agreed to be responsible for all maintenance costs of the Port Building from today onwards."

The black-haired young man took a sip of tea and commented, "He's stupid but rich."

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought for a moment and nodded silently in agreement.

"But even if we start today, there won't be any problems," he said. "Will there be a sudden enemy attack?"

There probably is no such thing.

After all, the situation in Yokohama has been easing, and the Port Mafia will undoubtedly be the final winner.

Coming to cause trouble at this last minute is no longer just an ordinary vendetta, it's a blood feud like dancing on the ancestral grave.

——That being said.

At night, a ochre-haired boy wearing a black leather jacket stood in front of the towering building.

Next to him stood Randou, a former port mafia official who was theoretically a defector.

Two people, one tall and one short, stood in front of the building. The shorter one turned his head and asked, "Is this the place?"

The tall man nodded.

The next moment, the ochre-haired boy stepped on the ground, and several cracks appeared under his feet.

"Hey, I'm here to look for Sawada Tsunayoshi." He leaned forward slightly, his hands still in his pockets, his pupils that seemed to be emitting red light in the darkness stood up, staring at the man in black standing in front of him, "You guys, you took someone else's brother away, don't you remember to come back?"