Chapter 74

Gin suppressed the waves of fear in his heart and tried his best to clear his mind so as not to disturb the boss with his random thoughts.

As for the proportion of awe and fear towards mind reading, that depends on one's own opinion. Gin did not show any special expression on his stern face, but he became more respectful towards Douma.

Not only is Gin adapting to the transformation from human to ogre, Douma is also adapting to his own new abilities.

Fortunately, Douma had experience in controlling the new shell when he just traveled through time, so it was not a big problem for him to control the new ability of the Demon King's limited edition that suddenly appeared. It's just that his perspective would occasionally turn uncontrollably to Gin, or he would accidentally hear Gin's thoughts.

"Ahem..." Douma coughed lightly and looked away, not meeting Gin's gaze who was forced to remain silent.

Under the influence of the famous Mori, Douma's originally thin skin gradually became thicker, allowing him to ignore the slight guilt rising in his heart at this moment, pretending that he heard nothing and saw nothing, and changed the subject without any sense of disobedience in the face of Gin's inquiring eyes.

Douma pretended that he didn't know the strange upper structure of the Black Organization. He calmly walked past the wisteria and asked Gin who was not far away: "Without Karasuma Renya's personal testimony, will there be any problems with the handover of the organization?"

"Please rest assured, boss. Even without Karasuma Renya's participation, there will be no problems with the handover of the organization." Gin was brought back to the point by Douma's sudden question. After making the assurance, he dutifully explained to Douma, "Karasuma Renya has always been very mysterious. He is called 'that gentleman' by people inside the organization. Only me, Rum, and Vermouth are qualified to see him. He will not have direct contact with anyone other than the three of us."

Gin's implication is obvious. As long as they can resolve the doubts of the other two, Douma will not encounter any resistance in taking over the Black Organization.

"I'm not going to get involved in this matter. Can you solve it by yourself? Dispel their concerns and accept the change of boss." Douma made the statement without any guilt.

Gin, who was used to the boss giving orders from behind the scenes, didn't think there was anything wrong. The hardworking model Gin nodded slightly and said confidently: "I can handle them alone. There is no need to trouble the boss to take action."

As he said this, a cold light flashed across the eyes of Gin, who was the scavenger of the organization. Rum and Vermouth had better know each other well, otherwise don't blame him for not remembering their friendship.

In the distance, Rum and Vermouth, who were being missed by Gin, shuddered at the same time.

Douma accidentally heard Gin swearing in his heart, and while he was holding his forehead, he couldn't help but sigh: He is worthy of being the society's Master Gin, so cruel.

Since he wasn't the one being targeted anyway, Douma patted Gin's shoulder without any pressure and said sincerely, "I believe you can do it."

It's so funny. With Gin, the only real wine in the organization, it's easy to catch the "brewery" that all the members mixed with fake wine (crossed out) with water. (bushi)

After the discussion, Gin drove Douma back to the Honghei Building.

On the way, Douma glanced at the clothes he was wearing and then he remembered that Gin also needed the same. Otherwise, he might not be able to leave the house during the day and would have to stay at home.

Thinking of the importance of sun protection for cannibals, Douma didn't care that it was getting late and quickly took out his cell phone to call his omnipotent adjutant.

I was sleeping soundly late at night and suddenly received a call from my boss. Most people would probably go crazy, but Masaki Yuto is obviously not an ordinary person. He is a fanatic (crossed out) and brain-dead fan of Douma.

When Masaki Yuto vaguely saw the caller ID, the irritation of having his sleep interrupted that was surging in his heart disappeared instantly, and he stood up straight. If someone saw him like this, it would be impossible to guess that he had just opened his eyes for ten seconds.

"I'm sorry, Yuto, for calling you at this time and disturbing your sleep." Douma's apologetic voice came into Masaki Yuto's ears through the receiver.

“No, no, no…” During the pause, Masaki Yuto glanced at the book on the bedside table and made up a lie so as not to make his Lord Douma feel the slightest bit of guilt: “I was reading just now and haven’t slept yet. Lord Douma didn’t disturb me.”

Douma stared at the dark night outside the car window, and said in a slightly subtle tone: "Oh."

He couldn't see the situation on Masaki Yuto's side, and he was skeptical when he heard his adjutant say this. It's not that Douma didn't trust his adjutant, but Masaki Yuto had done this kind of selfless behavior too many times.

Every day he is troubled by his subordinates' excessive loyalty. In Douma's mind, he is thinking about the problem that if other bosses knew about this, they would be so jealous that their eyes would bleed.

This was the first time that Masaki Yuto received a call from Douma so late, but he was not annoyed at all. He was happily looking forward to working overtime, because as long as he thought that he was needed by Douma-sama, he would feel very satisfied.

Masaki Yuto was like a chicken with blood pumped up. He held his phone in his hands and asked excitedly, "Master Douma, if you have any instructions, I will be on standby at any time."

The adjutant's energetic state dispelled Douma's doubts. Even the most loyal person cannot control normal physiological reactions... right?

Douma ignored the remaining doubts in his heart, unwilling to think about what kind of perverts were around him, and asked directly: "Are you still in the company now?"

“Yes!” Masaki Yuto nodded heavily, completely forgetting that Douma couldn’t see him nodding through the phone, and explained his position clearly: “I live in the dormitory after get off work, and you can summon me at any time, Douma-sama.”

Originally, Yuto Masaki did not live in the Ganghei Building. After all, he was just an unappreciated clerical worker before, and he had no qualifications for his superiors to make an exception and allocate a room in the Ganghei Building to him.

The situation now is completely different. Douma is one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, and Masaki Yuto is his adjutant. The treatment in all aspects is incomparable to before.

In addition, Douma himself has been living in the Minatoguro Building because of Yumeno Hisasaku's concern that he cannot leave the Minatoguro Building at will. Naturally, the fanatic believer Masaki Yuto would not miss the opportunity to get close to Douma, and almost immediately moved all his belongings in and settled down directly in the Minatoguro Building.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Masaki Yuto, who is always prepared, successfully receives additional orders from Lord Douma.

"Yuto, go to my room and get a brand new set of special sunscreen clothing and wait for me downstairs." Douma paused and changed his words, asking Masaki Yuto to take the clothes and wait for him in the next street.

Gin's car is a bit recognizable, and it would be bad if it was seen by people other than Morio. The Port Mafia is not the Vongola that is extremely tolerant of Guardians, so it may not be a good idea to play both sides, especially since Douma is about to become the boss of another transnational criminal organization.

Gin, who was sitting in the driver's seat and driving quietly, pricked up his ears without making a sound. Combining all the conversations he had just heard, Gin had reason to believe that the idiot on the phone was a competitor who intended to compete with him for the boss's trust.

"Heh..." Gin sneered silently, and showed a cruel smile that could be described as vicious from an angle that Douma couldn't see. In terms of loyalty, ability, and the closeness of his relationship with the boss, he, Gin, was destined to be the winner!

The long-distance confrontation unfolded without the other party being aware of it.

Masaki Yuto narrowed his eyes and stared at the black Porsche that appeared like a ghost. He didn't let down his guard until he saw who got out of the car. He greeted him like an enthusiastic puppy and said, "Master Douma, this is what you asked me to bring."

"Thank you." Douma took the box from Masaki Yuto and handed it to Gin who got off the bus at some point. He reminded him, "Remember to change into this when you go out during the day."

"???" Masaki Yuto looked at the scene in front of him in confusion. Wasn't this white-haired man who looked tough a member of the Black Organization in the file? When did Douma-sama become so close to this man?

Gin glanced at the non-threatening weakling, Masaki Yuto, and took the box with both hands: "Yes, boss, I remember it."

The word "boss" from Gin's mouth made Masaki Yuto look suddenly enlightened. In the underworld, the title of boss has a very clear meaning. It seems that this white-haired man who looks tough has also fallen under the spell of Douma-sama's suit pants.

The number one brain-dead fan, fanatic, and the president of the Douma Fan Club, Masaki Yuto: As expected of Douma-sama, no one can escape your charisma, and I stand proud and proud.jpg

Douma was burned by Masaki Yuto's increasingly perverted gaze. He quickly said goodbye to Gin, and then disappeared in the direction of the Minato Black Building without looking back.

As for whether it is safe to let the weak lieutenant, Masaki Yuto, stay with Gin, who has just turned into a cannibal? Douma is not worried. He believes in Gin's self-control. He is a ruthless person.

And Gin did not disappoint Douma's trust. He clenched his teeth and fists without saying a word, and did not touch the delicious and powerless food in front of him.

From Douma's attitude towards this guy named Yuto just now, Gin could tell that this guy was a subordinate trusted by the boss and someone he could not touch.

Therefore, even though the feeling of hunger almost overwhelmed him, Gin did not do anything to cross the line. He just stared coldly at the idiot who didn't leave quickly.

In fact, Yuto Masaki still has some understanding of his current situation, but his trust in Lord Douma allows him to ignore the terrifying aura of the person in front of him. After all, in his heart, all believers who believe that Lord Douma is God/Son of God are his half-brothers!

With this belief, Yuto Masaki spread his wings on the edge of danger and bravely extended a hand of friendship to Gin.

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Being ignored, Masaki Yuto did not feel embarrassed. He smiled tolerantly and asked in a friendly manner, "Sir, do you want to join Douma-sama's fan club?"

"Hmph." Gin snorted disdainfully and condescended to hold the human's hand.