Chapter 58 Valia Sicily Holiday ②

"Hi, welcome to the Sicilian Valia sightseeing tour. I'm your guide, Fran."

Fran held up the small flag, his voice calm.

On the second day after arriving in Sicily, Yaochuan Ling took Valia and her group out for a leisurely stroll.

It's not difficult to gather this group of people; she just needs to appease XANXUS, and the rest will be easy to deal with.

Bell, Fran, and Lusslia readily agreed.

With the leader's word, Mammon and Levi were dealt with.

Without consulting Squalo, she shrugged him off like a bandit and dragged him onto the pirate ship.

Anyway, Squalo won't refuse.

Yao Chuanling: The plan is in place.

Luslia got up early that morning and started dressing her up, speaking with certainty that he had accumulated a lot of inspiration that he hadn't seen for a long time and was waiting to put it into practice.

For example, the Greek style, which perfectly complements the Mediterranean.

Her light golden hair was braided into a low plait, and the small round ornament between her eyebrows jingled softly.

The older sister liked to dress her up, and the way she looked at her was as if she were looking at her most satisfying work.

"Our Ling-chan is getting more and more beautiful."

Lusslia felt quite accomplished and proudly tossed one side of her green hair.

Fran said sincerely, "In this respect, I think the transvestite senior might be a genius."

So it turns out that the former "Shamate" transvestites could make normal things.

Sister Xiaoling looks even prettier today.

Fran had always known that Yokawa Rei was beautiful; he knew it the first time he heard the name from Rokudo Mukuro.

Elves are by no means ordinary-looking beings.

He sketched out the image of an elf from other people's descriptions and felt more and more that she shouldn't be an elf, but a succubus.

They were mortals who had been bewitched.

"Excuse me, tour guide, where are we?"

Yao Chuanling obediently raised her hand to ask a question.

On her first visit to Southern Italy, she couldn't contain her curiosity and wanted to explore the area.

Fran put on his glasses with a flourish and unfolded the route map in his hand.

"This is the lemon plantation owned by Varia, right on the coast. But why am I a guide? I'm just a lonely outsider."

He couldn't help but complain.

This newly appointed official in Vallia was born in a small village in France and is not a native of Italy.

"Hehehe, that's because you talk the most."

Bell retorted without holding back.

The blond prince was Italian, but he was a prince and wouldn't do the job of a tour guide.

In this small garden stands a thick, lush lemon tree. Under its shade, XANXUS lies leisurely in a rocking chair with his eyes closed, Squalo leans against the trunk, Levi attentively fans the chief, and Mammon checks the estate's finances.

"Where is Yao Chuanling?"

He and Lusslia had just returned from buying drinks when he looked around and realized that the guy who had specifically asked for lemon ice cream was nowhere to be found.

The elf popped its head out of the tree: "I'm here!"

It's her nature; wherever there are trees, she always stays in the trees.

Bell looked up at the sound.

The tree is laden with lemons, and these fruits, along with the branches and leaves, form the backdrop of an oil painting, from which a fairy in a white dress emerges.

Her hair was lemon-colored, and her eyes were the color of new leaves.

At this moment, he reached a consensus with Fran.

"This ice cream was bought by His Highness the Prince himself. You must finish it all, not a single bite."

Bell handed her the ice cream while making a sinister threat.

A hollowed-out lemon is used as a container, filled with vanilla gelato and topped with chocolate sauce. The vanilla balances the lemon's acidity, resulting in a refreshing, sweet and sour taste.

"Thank you, Your Highness! I will certainly eat it with a grateful heart."

Yao Chuanling said some comforting words and scooped up a big mouthful and stuffed it into her mouth.

The cool, refreshing taste made her squint, and a pleasant feeling spread across her body.

Lusslia strolled over slowly, carrying several drinks, and placed the tray on the table next to the boss.

The prince who was traveling with him left him behind with two lemon ice creams, leaving Luslia with no choice but to carry the remaining drinks back alone.

"Neither of you paid."

Mamon floated over, picked up his glass of soda, and didn't forget to urge him to pay.

Lusslia: "I thought I didn't have to pay since Bell didn't pay."

This is a manor owned by Valia. Is it a problem that these officials are eating and drinking for free? No problem.

"Princes don't have to pay for things they buy."

Bell and Yao Chuanling sat together, eating ice cream in sync, showing no remorse upon hearing this.

This was originally Fran's spot, but after Bell came up, he worried that the branch wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure of three people, so he resentfully moved to the branch next to him.

Lussuria kindly reminded him, "Mammon, you didn't pay for yours either."

Given Mammon's personality, if he isn't shut up in time, he'll keep nagging about this.

Honestly, once it comes to finances, he becomes relentless.

The only honest child felt guilty. She glanced at the nearly empty lemon bowl and took out a card.

"Should I pay?"

In this world, the bank card that Hibari Kyoya gave her can be used.

She's been using this card since middle school. Tetsuya said that during the years she was gone, the Disciplinary Foundation would deposit money into it every month, and it has accumulated into a considerable fortune over time.

This is more than enough to cover the cost of these items.

"They dare not accept it."

The leader, who had been resting with his eyes closed, took a sip of red wine and leisurely stated his conclusion.

Those worthless subordinates were terrified of him, like mice before a cat, afraid of displeasing him. They probably wouldn't dare accept his money.

Squalo explained, "This is the boss's business, don't worry, Mammon is just acting out of professional habit."

Mammon's destined profession is that of a miser.

Since the two most authoritative voices had spoken, Yao Chuanling obediently withdrew his words and then sat on a tree branch, playing his short flute.

She had finished her lemon ice cream, and as her gaze swept over them one by one, a feeling of joy welled up inside her.

They, including her, rarely had a moment of quiet. At this moment, only the light and sweet sound of a flute lingered around the lemon tree.

Peaceful and serene.

She thought of that word.

What is the name of this piece of music?

Bell rested his head on her shoulder, the last bite of ice cream in his mouth, and asked indistinctly.

The music in this style sounds like it was composed by her.

If it doesn't have a name, the prince wouldn't mind naming it.

Yao Chuanling was used to people suddenly getting close to her, so she put down her short flute and tried hard to remember.

"Between you and me."

It was the song I gave to Chuuya Nakahara when I was fifteen.

Bringing up the old story again, she belatedly realized the somewhat ambiguous title of the song.

Bell clicked his tongue in annoyance.

The assassin's keen intuition told him that the other party was someone to be extremely wary of.

With a touch of nostalgia, she said, "It was Chuuya who gave me that name."

XANXUS swallowed the wine and casually tossed the glass onto the table.

The elf sat behind and above him, her gaze shifting upwards; it was the first time he had ever seen someone from this perspective.

The skirt spread out like a white lily, and the chain on her leg swayed gently with her movements.

Her innocent and free-spirited nature remains unchanged.

The most eloquent person in all of Valia commented, "It sounds like the name of a great writer."

He remembered that there was a famous writer in Japan named Nakahara Chuuya.

Yao Chuanling gave Fran a thumbs up, deeply agreeing.

"The superpowered individuals from that world can all be found in this world."

For example, names of people, works of art, or certain distorted past events.

When are you going?

XANXUS didn't care about those he had never met; he was more concerned about how much time he had left to spend with them.

He sensed the excitement in Yao Chuanling's tone, and figured she would be setting off soon.

The leader still harbors resentment over her refusal to come to Valia back then.

But he knew that no one could control her. This girl had always been annoyingly willful.

Squalo: You're the last person who has the right to say that, you damn boss! -_-#

"I'll be leaving in a few days."

Sure enough, she spoke without any hesitation.

Let's invite Bai Lan along too.

Upon returning, Byakuran set a new goal: to conquer the barriers of the other world. He was interested in a world eight trillion times beyond, and this was a perfect opportunity to take him there.

It was a very interesting world, with a group of interesting people.

“XANXUS.” Yao Chuanling leaned out from the tree, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “The current Valia is the most perfect and wonderful Valia in the world.”

Although the members have very distinct personalities, when put together, they can create wonderful and bizarre music.

Her expression was completely genuine, and those who knew her knew that elves never lied.

As if something funny had been hit, XANXUS burst into laughter, and the rocking chair swayed along with him.

"Can I take it as Sister Xiaoling praising me?"

Fran turned on another branch, causing the leaves to rustle.

He maliciously discarded others, taking only the best and keeping only himself.

Bell stabbed three throwing knives into his frog headgear and taunted, "Fran, your Chinese comprehension is zero, isn't it?"

This young man has his own understanding of this.

He pointed to the leader below who was laughing: "Furious."

“Jealousy.” The sleazy, bearded man next to the leader.

"Arrogance." The long-haired captain who had just clicked his tongue.

"Greed." Mammon, the miserly elder, counting his jewels.

"Lust." A transgender woman who likes muscles.

After pointing around, it was finally Bell's turn: "Sloth."

He always bullies his juniors and dumps his own work on them.

Fran, expressionless, snapped the knife off the frog headgear and concluded, "So, I'm the best."

Even their names correspond to the seven deadly sins.

Me, Fran, who is hardworking, witty, brave, and humorous, stands out as exceptionally perfect among this group of people.

This child didn't suffer any cuts for nothing.

"Hehehe, we knew it all along, you stupid frog."

Bell casually threw three more knives at him.

Varia's recruitment requirements stipulate that one must be proficient in at least eight languages, so showing off one's foreign language skills here would be like trying to teach an expert to do something beyond one's expertise.

Yao Chuanling, who had never even heard of the Mafia before, exclaimed, "So cool!"

Such a serendipitous coincidence is even more delightful.

XANXUS stopped laughing, got up from the rocking chair, took a long stride, and stood under the tree.

"Get down."

He felt a surge of desire to hold her.

The summer in Sicily is hot and bright, and perhaps because of the temperature, a surge of heat rose within him.

Yao Chuanling restrained his strength and leaped lightly.

Under the influence of gravity, she crashed straight into XANXUS's chest.

It's so hot and so hard.

Just like last night...

Yao Chuanling blushed slightly, reached out and slowly wrapped her arms around his strong waist, hiding in his embrace.

The consequences of last night's commotion were borne entirely by the elf.

Having committed a crime, she had no choice but to let XANXUS make his demands. He was reasonable and asked her to sleep with him and not wake him again.

Back then, XANXUS held her tightly, forcing her to get close to him, and even now, she wrapped her arms around his waist to get more space.

Last night I was passive, but now I'm taking the initiative.

"how?"

XANXUS sensed her movement and chuckled softly.

The impact was negligible to him; he remained completely still, gently embracing her.

Yao Chuanling was straightforward and candid: "I like you guys so much."

Whether she's happy, angry, or sad, she expresses it all.

Fran fell from the tree.

In his last second in the tree, he caught a glimpse of Bell's bright red ears.

It looked like it had been tanned red by the summer sun.

It turns out she was Xia Tian (Summer).

No, it should be gentler and more tolerant than summer.

Summer may pass in an instant, but she will live on forever.

Luslia took photos while wiping away tears, while Squalo awkwardly scratched his hair.

Their leader was the first to respond: "Don't talk nonsense."

Isn't this just a matter of course?