"Before, I thought I was a second-generation black, but I never expected..."
With a lonely look, Sakaki Makoto silently took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and said sadly:
"I am actually the third, fourth, fifth generation of black."
"Um?"
Miss Miyano paused and looked over, bewildered:
"Is Uncle Ryunosuke's father also a gangster?"
"I'm not sure about that. I only know that my mother's name is Karasuma Oriyuki."
After taking a puff of his cigarette, Sakaki Makoto felt very depressed, not excited at all:
"Hongshu said that I am the direct descendant of Karasuma Renya..."
After saying this, he secretly looked at Miss Miyano's face, fearing that Miss Miyano would turn against him on the spot after knowing that he was the son of Karasuma Renya.
after all...
The Miyano couple died at the hands of the organization. Even if Karasuma Renya was not the direct murderer, he is definitely not free from blame.
"I see. This explains why Uncle Ryunosuke would rather sacrifice himself to protect you from any contact with the organization before you are 23 years old."
A breeze blew by, ruffling Miss Miyano's light hair. She tucked her hair and said softly:
"Don't worry, the person I hate is not you, but the entire Black Organization."
"I still remember what Uncle Ryunosuke said to me the last time I saw him."
"What did he say?"
Sakaki Makoto asked curiously.
"He said..."
Miss Miyano nodded and lowered her head to hide her expression:
"I'm sorry, I failed."
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