Kotobuki's life slowly began to become regular.

Normally, we went to school as usual and finished early in the afternoon, finishing the class at about one or two o'clock. Originally, Kokumi was thinking of going to work in the restaurant directly, but Bucciarati said that students should have more time for activities and play, and should occasionally participate in activities between school and classmates.

If the pocket money is not enough, Bucciarati said he could ask the restaurant owner to pay one month's salary in advance.

In order to avoid worrying Bucciarati, Kotobuki thought about it and didn't know who to look for, so he just squatted in the school library every day, holding a book, sitting in the corner to bask in the sun.

Yes, that's right, it's sunbathing. The library is quiet and sunny, and few middle school students stare at books all day long. Even if there are some, they are introverted and don't pay attention to other people's personalities. So Koku happily occupied a corner, leaning against the bookshelf every day to feel the warm sunshine.

Bucciarati was not joking when he said he would stay at his house temporarily. When the time came, Kotobuki would go back, clean the room, and cook for himself.

Bucciarati's return home time is very irregular. After all, he is a gangster and may be assigned tasks by his superiors at any time. But most of the time, Bucciarati will explain to Kotobuki in advance, such as he may not go back for the next two days and ask Kotobuki to take good care of himself.

Many details reveal Bucciarati's gentleness. For example, the kitchen stove was replaced with a brand new one that does not require open flames at the beginning. For some things that were too tall for Bone-Eye, Bucciarati also used Tar's stand-in to slightly change the height.

I have to say that Bucciarati's stand is really useful. He can pull apart anything that his fist touches. Although it has not been explained or demonstrated in front of Kotobuki, it is an ability that can even pull apart the human body. It is not difficult to just slightly open up a space and reset the height.

That's right... On the first day Kotobuki moved in, when he came to the guest room prepared for him by Bucciarati, he held it in for a long time before he said it out loud - some furniture really doesn't need to be so low, such as the toilet.

When I went to work in the restaurant on weekends, I often saw several members of the Bucciarati team chatting in the private room. Most of the time they would order some meals, and many times they would just order a cake to reserve a seat.

Many people would not like such guests, but once you add the word "Bucciarati" in front of it, not only will they not be welcome, but even if you stay in their restaurant without spending any money, the boss will not have any idea of ​​refusing you and will even happily prepare three meals for you.

The boss took Gu Kui with him for a few days, and after confirming that Gu Kui could control the amount of sugar he consumed, he used the weekend as his day off. After all, this restaurant is an old one here, the customers are all familiar faces, and the working hours are specific. There won't be a sudden increase in customers just because it's the weekend.

And the reason why he recruited Kotobuki was because Bucciarati casually asked him at the time whether he needed to hire someone to help out and he would pay the salary himself.

At that time, the shop owner knew who Bucciarati wanted to help, so how could he refuse? Almost all the residents here had received help from Bucciarati, especially for a shop like this, which had to pay so-called "protection fees" to several groups of people before Bucciarati showed up. They took the money but did nothing, or at most, they just didn't cause any trouble.

But when Bucciarati came, he only charged a symbolic amount of money and then worked 100% of the time. If someone made trouble, they just had to tell Bucciarati and it would be resolved. Their peaceful life here was also thanks to Bucciarati, so the boss directly said that he really needed to recruit new people.

Originally, the boss thought that as long as the dish was not the kind of dark food that could not be corrected, even if a kitchen novice came to wash the vegetables, the boss would accept it. But Kokumi was unexpectedly capable, which also made the boss quite pleasantly surprised. And because of Bucciarati's relationship, the boss also took good care of Kokumi.

The customers were all regulars, and most of them would only order a few dishes. So Kokumi naturally had some free time to teach Naranja mathematics.

Although he is currently in junior high school, his knowledge is definitely not limited to this. However, facing a student like Naranja who can't even calculate the multiplication of two-digit numbers correctly, Kokumi feels a little tricky.

"What a surprise, Kotobuki didn't go crazy." Fuge was holding a strawberry cake, puzzled. As Narancia's teacher, he understood better than anyone how frustrating this Narancia family was.

After several missions together, Apache had a better sense of identity with this team. He no longer ignored Fugo's words as he did before, but leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "Don't you think that guy has unusual patience with Naranja?"

"Now that you mention it..." Fugo recalled for a moment, "It seems to be so."

He set his sights on Kokumi and Naranja who were sitting on the other side. Because of Naranja's personality, people often overlooked his age. Now he was stroking his hair, with a bitter face, and said to Kokumi coquettishly: "Kokumi - Oso - it's really difficult! Can you give me a little hint -"

Kotobuki raised his head following the sound of Narancia's voice and happened to meet Narancia's purple eyes, which were very similar in tone to his. Those eyes were very clean and clear, revealing a purity that was not in line with a gangster's. Narancia's black bangs were messed up by himself, and even a few stupid hairs jumped out.

Looking at Narancia like this, the silver-haired boy was a little dazed for a moment, as if when he came to his senses, his hands had naturally placed on Narancia's head to help smooth his hair. For the gangsters, the head is too sensitive, but Narancia didn't care at all, as if he was already used to the behavior of the bone-eating.

"It's okay, we can take it slow." Kotobuki withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes. "We can start with 3*52."

Watching the situation over there, Fuge stuffed a piece of cake in his mouth and frowned slightly, "Are they a little too close? Narancia didn't even refuse?"

Narancia was a person who cared a lot about age and generations. After he knew that Fugo was younger than him, he would mention this matter almost all the time, such as "After all, Fugo is younger than me - just leave it to me!" "I am two years older than you! Fugo, can you please be a little more polite!" and so on.

However, it is rare to hear Narancia mention this kind of thing in front of Gu Kui.

Abbacchio didn't say anything else, but glanced at Fugo with a half-smile, "Are you jealous?"

Fu Ge's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? How could I possibly - just because of a guy like Naranja?!"

Abbacchio snorted and laughed. It might be related to his identity as a policeman. He paid attention to many details. He said to Fugo, "That kid might know someone who looks very similar to Naranja."

"Maybe it's his appearance, maybe it's his personality. You can also check here. Judging from his attitude, the possibility of him being a brother is greater."

Fugo noted this and then continued to complain: "You really have no relationship with Kotobuki? You both have silver hair and purple eyes. Maybe he is a relative you don't know?"

Although Fugo would say something like this, everyone knows it's a joke. It's impossible for Apache not to know any of his relatives, and... even if they are of the same color, Apache and Kotobuki give people completely different feelings.

Apache put on his headphones to block out Fugo's voice. Before closing his eyes, he said, "Why don't you just say that Narancia looks a lot like him and is a relative of that kid?"

Reminded by Apache, Fugo looked over there again and happened to see two pairs of purple eyes with similar tones but completely different colors.

"...It's still different after all." Fugo muttered.

Gu Kui continued to teach Narancia mathematics, trying to break down a number and turn it into addition and subtraction so that Narancia could calculate better, but Narancia just couldn't get it right.

While he was thinking about whether he could come up with a new and good idea, the store manager knocked on the door and called Kotobuki away.

Generally, restaurants purchase goods at a set time, but today, by chance, the butter is almost gone, and it is always faster to ask someone to deliver it than to buy it yourself. The store manager thought about it and simply asked Gu Ku to go to a nearby supermarket.

Gu Kui took the 20,000 liras from the store manager, asked about the brand, and went out.

Fugo looked at the smiling store manager and asked, "Is this also what Bucciarati asked for?"

The store manager smiled and said, "Mr. Buccellati told me that I should treat Osso the same way I would treat ordinary people."

Fugo nodded, not surprised.

Instead of treating it as if it were fragile glass, it is better to keep it simple and normal. This will make people relax and won’t cause more psychological pressure.

Kokubuki walked to the parking lot behind the restaurant, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to drive over. After all, no matter what, at least he was a minor now, and even if he used the excuse that Asians looked smaller than they actually were, it was not a good excuse.

This thought only came to his mind for a while - Kotobuki tilted his head and looked at a classmate named Giorno who was helping the passengers carry their luggage. Why are you so skilled?

Giorno also saw Bones with the supermarket bag on his body, with a smile on his face, not feeling like he was caught at all, "What a coincidence, Oso."

Kotobuki: “…Yeah.”

Giorno smiled and said, "Where are you going? I'll give you a student discount for 200 lira."

Although Kotobuki still had that expressionless face, Giorno was very sensitive and caught his emotions, saying, "Don't worry, Oso, my skills are still good."

But Kokuku asked, "Aren't you going to work at a fast food restaurant?"

Giorno blinked his beautiful green eyes and answered in an innocent and calm tone, "Fast food restaurants charge by the hour. I don't have a shift today, and driving a black car makes money faster. Don't I have to pay the data fee these two days?"

But why do I still think you are so skilled? Kotobuki thought quietly.

The author has something to say: 20,000 liras is actually less than 100 RMB.

You are very skilled, Mr. Giorno.

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