Chapter 101: The Scene in Namimori Town IF Extra: First Week, Jesso’s House…

"*You have logged into "...Family War"!"

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As the name of the dungeon suggests, the game background is based on the confrontation between families.

Players can choose to join a mafia family and get more exposure to the playable characters in the family.

But which family you will eventually become a member of is entirely determined by the player's subsequent interactions with NPCs.

*Player Name: Fushimi Kyoki

*Current week: Week 1

「*Faction: Jesso Family (changeable)」

Thus, the player becomes a member of the Jesso family.

Although I don't know why the faction shown is not the Millufiore family, which was renamed after the Jesso family merged with another mafia family.

In short, this is how the faction is written.

"You're here." The man who summoned the player had a gentle voice that easily let people down.

The young man with rare white hair put one hand on his face and tilted his head to look at her with an approachable smile on his face. The inverted crown tattoo under his eyes was slightly moved as he squinted his eyes and smiled.

The guardians who obeyed his orders stood on both sides, acting as silent sculptures, waiting for their "king" to give orders at any time.

He leaned leisurely on the only seat, looking at the players with a smile.

This is...

The ruler of the Jesso family and one of the leaders of Millefiore: Byran Jesso.

From the brief contact he had with Fushimi Kyoji and the other party, he could vaguely feel that Bai Lan was a very ambitious leader.

——Refers to the act of bringing players from far-flung foreign countries directly to Italy.

Fushimi Kyoji later learned that several of Byakuran's guardians were gathered by him from all directions, and he vaguely understood.

It turns out that he was just eager to recruit talented people.

Speaking of which... when it comes to the Mafia, most people will think of Italy first.

Including the Vongola, Gabrielle, who are recognized as having the greatest influence in the other world, the up-and-coming Jesso family, etc.... their headquarters are undoubtedly in Italy.

Players who follow the rules and go to school in Japan as students:...hiss!

Fushimi Kyoki had always believed that his classmate Sawada Tsunayoshi was the next leader of a mafia family.

You can often hear the cool silver-haired guy calling the other person "the tenth generation", and the popular boy in the class will often mention "mafia games".

Could it be that the players misunderstood?

Is it actually a literal mafia game?

Fortunately, Bai Lan extended an olive branch to the players, which brought the game back on track.

The only thing that players don't understand is...

"Lord Bai Lan."

He held up his face, his attitude nonchalant, yet he could feel the pleasure: "Hmm?"

"Why... would you invite me to join the family?"

Although I don't really need to know the reason, I'm still a little curious.

"Haha, why~" Bai Lan repeated her words in a good mood.

Violet eyes fixed on the player, and he chuckled softly, "You are more valuable than you think."

He pinched a marshmallow, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and squinted his eyes from the sugar.

"Two people who have never met in any parallel worlds become friends. Isn't it interesting to see such an unexpected development?"

Player: Oo?

You are saying something I can't understand again.

Just ignore it at this time.

The other guardians did the same, but the difference was that they looked at Bai Lan with reverence.

"Haha, what a cute expression."

The chief has always been generous in praising his subordinates.

On a whim, he held out the marshmallow he was about to put into his mouth: "Do you want to eat it?"

The slender fingertips tapped the temples again and again, as if recalling: "Fushimi probably doesn't dislike sweets."

Players usually don't choose to reject other people's kindness.

Except when feeding too frequently.

My mouth was full of sweet taste, which was very uncomfortable.

"Why are you silent? ...Or are you going to disobey the leader's orders?"

He was still smiling, the curve of his lips did not drop, and Fushimi Kyoji subtly felt some changes in the air.

Even the kind smile on the other person's face, which did not bring any pressure, revealed a strange meaning.

The player suddenly realized that from the time she stepped into the door until now, there were only the voices of Bai Lan and hers.

Obviously... the other guardians were there, but even their breathing was barely detectable, and no one interrupted them.

However, the conquerable character clearly expresses his displeasure, and agreeing to his request may be helpful to the subsequent development of the plot.

"Even if Lord Bai Lan is my leader, I don't want to go against my will."

But this is a strategy game where you can't get the be ending.

really.

After hearing the player's answer, Bai Lan laughed happily: "I like you more and more!"

The stagnant air began to flow again with his laughter. Fushimi Kyoki blinked and said, "Master Bai Lan, do you have a mission for me?"

"No, no, no... You don't need to do that."

Bai Lan said "no" several times in a row, then stood up and walked towards the player slowly.

"Fushimi, all we need to do is find the right time, when the Vongola leader is concentrating on dealing with us, and let him see your face and be stunned for a moment."

The slightly cool fingers rested weakly on her cheek, like some cold-blooded animal rubbing against her skin, causing an uncomfortable chill.

"I wonder what kind of expression will appear on Fushimi's face when he sees him wearing the White Magic Spell uniform when he is attacked from all sides, hehe, hahahahahaha..." His laughter was very low at first, and the pleasant chuckle gradually became louder, and one could even hear a bit of neurosis.

Hmm~ The person I loved in middle school was the opposite of me.

This was a scene he had never seen before.

"...Master Bai Lan."

The player paused.

"You are such a bad person."

Bai Lan didn't seem offended at all. Instead, she continued thinking along the lines of the player's statement: "Hmm, what is the stereotypical villain going to do now?"

Evil thoughts welled up in those harmless, narrowed eyes. He seemed to be asking for the players' opinions, and his almost whispering voice was clearly heard by everyone present.

He spread his arms, and white wings spread out behind him for no reason, with endless arrogance and confidence.

"—How about starting with destroying the world?"

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The author has something to say: I am very happy that I am still working on fan fiction on the last day of 2024