Clown coldly questioned, "What do you mean by that?"
The boss smiled and said, "What I mean is, sir, you can take a break for now. I believe everyone would prefer to join a family with more security, rather than a loose organization."
Here, only the families are the most reliable; only those insignificant figures wander the outside world, while anyone with even a little bit of fame will choose a family to join.
The boss looked at Clown with pride; alright, now Clown has truly become a clown.
Unexpectedly, Clown burst into laughter, laughing so hard his stomach ached, his tone undergoing a complete reversal: "Then I am truly delighted; I am truly very happy. My patience, which I've been holding in for several days, was almost running out. It's a good thing you all jumped out fast, otherwise I would have had to endure that nausea for a few more days."
The Clown's elderly voice gradually faded, turning into a magnetic male voice. He rubbed his face, the restrained Chrome broke free from her chains, lightly stepping forward to appear by his side.
The man greeted her warmly, "Thank you for your hard work, Chrome. I'm sorry I made you watch their ugly expressions there."
Chrome shook her head gently, her voice soft and delicate, making her seem like a very shy little girl: "It's alright, this was my plan all along."
At this moment, the bosses could clearly see that this was a conspiracy aimed at them.
“Miss Kirigaya, just for the sake of a mere person like us, you actually used yourself as bait. That's quite something, quite something indeed.”
I just don't know what it is about us that you all are plotting for.
Chrome lowered her eyelashes slightly; they were long, curly, exquisite, elegant.
Because your existence annoys the boss.
Anything that causes the boss trouble shouldn't exist.
And whatever the boss wants, I will take. It's a very simple principle.
The bosses were still struggling: "To think that we actually possess something the Vongola wants, what an honor. However, on what grounds do you intend to capture us? Although our family may not compare to yours, we are still a family of standing; don't think you can just act so arbitrarily."
At his words, Chrome smiled faintly, so elegant and dignified, so confident and composed: "It doesn't matter, everyone, you will have your say. Next, I will personally interrogate all of you. I hope you will cooperate fully."
Chapter 26: Live Stream Day 26
[The bosses leaned toward each other, a trace of a cold sneer appearing on their faces: "If the Vongola Tenth Generation were here, we might be a bit afraid, but don't forget that right now, it's just one person."]
Exactly. Even if you include that Clown over there, what can you do? Do you really think anyone here would let you walk out of here alive?
As if they had heard the joke of the century, several people burst into laughter, their laughter laced with mockery and pity, as if the two were already turtles in a jar, possessing no threat whatsoever.
Someone's eyes grew as dark as a thunderstorm. "I had heard that the Tenth Generation was planning a major move, but I didn't expect it to be cutting off our livelihood. Heh, you are young and ignorant of the ways of the world; be careful not to cause a catastrophe by accident."
You should know that those who will resist you are not just our families, nor is it just this part of Sicily.
Chrome remained motionless, the air freezing within the heated arena. She lightly tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "That is not something you need to worry about. I made myself clear; whatever the boss wants, I will personally deliver it to him.
Not wanting to waste any more words with them, Chrome took action. "Please watch closely to see whether or not I truly possess that strength."
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding buildings began to twist and rotate, finally turning upside down. Most people couldn't withstand the first move; they fell from above one after another, landing right into the wide-open mouth of the Man-eating Flower, which began to swallow them one by one without stopping.
Man-eating Flower: Thanking the heavens for this gift, hands pressed together. jpg
For a moment, screams echoed incessantly through the area. There was no mercy in Chrome's eyes; kindness could only be reserved for those who deserved it. As for the people here, each of them had at least two dozen innocent bloodstains on their hands, showing them compassion would be an act of evil.
The few in front were no pushovers either; seeing that things were looking bad, they grabbed their rings and unleashed flames. "Hmph, you think you can take us all on by yourself? You should know that we've already sent out a signal. In a few minutes, the family members will all arrive, by then, it's anyone's guess who will be begging whom."
One of them targeted World 73 for a sneak attack. Just as he was about to stab Chrome's abdomen, a smile of joy appeared on his face, only for him to be bound by a thorn. The spikes pierced into his flesh, causing blood to seep out.
Clown stood by the side like a spectator watching a play, even clapping and lamenting Chrome's strength: "Your strength has improved again. Oh my, if I don't work hard, I'll be crushed on the beach by you all."
Even amidst the battle, Chrome still had the composure to offer a polite response: "Thank you for the compliment, sir. It is what I must do, for the boss."
Clown's mouth twitched as he said, almost speechless, "Hey, hey, hey, I thought only the Storm Division had such strange vibes, but now even your Kiri Group is catching up."
Sigh, if it weren't for the fact that I know everyone, I would have to fulfill my duty as a good citizen of Sicily and report you all as cultists.
He was clearly joking as well, even dodging the people being thrown at him while he spoke.
Before long, only a few people remained standing in the once-crowded indoor arena; ninety-five percent of the people were bound by thorns, hanging in mid-air or dangling helplessly in the gaping mouths of Man-eating Flowers, their legs kicking.
Chrome gave a faint smile and said softly, "Then I'll take them back first; there's still an interrogation session later."
Clown waved foolishly, "Alright, you go ahead and get busy then."
"Wait!" The bound person struggled, drops of blood fell to the ground like rain, pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
“You can't leave! Don't think it ends like this; our reinforcements have already arrived. Don't think you can get away that easily!”
Just as he said, the doors and windows all around were thrown open, people carrying hot weapons appeared outside, aiming their guns and artillery at Chrome and the others.
I know your flames are powerful, but flames are not omnipotent. When facing the crystallization of human wisdom, even the Guardians cannot escape unscathed.
He regained his confidence and began clamoring again, "Let us down, or I won't be polite!"
Clown pressed his forehead against his hand in frustration and shook his head helplessly. "Sigh, sometimes I really want to open up your brains to see if their internal structures are different from mine. How can people be this stupid? I really should let Reborn see this; he still calls me an idiot."
Otherwise, I'll drag you all in front of Reborn and let him see what a real human idiot looks like.
Clown began to think.
Chrome was quite used to his sudden outbursts of thought; she nodded slightly, in complete agreement: "Reborn always says that the boss isn't smart enough, but the boss is already smart enough; any smarter and he'll ascend to godhood."
Clown..
He had six points he wanted to make.
“Are you serious?”
Looking at Chrome's incredibly serious gaze, he muttered to himself, "Sigh, I shouldn't have asked; I've long since known the kind of nonsense your boss brags about."
Alright, alright, let's end this topic here. Chrome, you take them and head out first; I'll handle the rest.
Chrome nodded, feeling relieved as she led the group of red humanoid balloons, who were all about to fly off.
Under the signal of a commander, the family members outside raised their guns and artillery, under the wide-eyed, furious expressions of the bosses, they were ordered to open fire.
Chrome's eyelashes didn't even quiver as she walked straight ahead.
Drip, drip.
The sound of liquid dripping onto the ground was not blood, but molten iron formed after the metal had been melted by the flames.
Without knowing when it happened, only those holding weapons realized that the sharp blades in their hands had been neutralized by a scorching aura, turning into puddles of liquid.
A low, magnetic male voice spoke with a hint of laughter, rich and warm: "Ah, I thought I'd get to take a break today, just playing roleplay and watching Miss Chrome sweep through everyone. You're forcing me to step in."
If I were to make such a bold claim and let even a single hair on Ms. Chrome's head be harmed, I wouldn't have the face to go to my junior brother for free food and drinks anymore.
Clown's figure flickered for a moment, gradually transforming into another person's appearance; his golden hair was styled exquisitely, beneath which was a face wearing a playboy's smile, handsome and dashing.
Jumping Horse!
Dino couldn't help but say, "That was just a nickname from when I was a kid, let's just drop it now. Just call me Dino. Otherwise, it makes me sound like some African wild horse."
"Haha, Boss is acknowledging your strength." Jack the Ripper Dyson transformed into Romario's appearance and walked elegantly up behind Dino.
Then I'd rather not have that recognition.
The Evil Doctor transformed into Shamar's appearance and stretched. "I'm the one who should be resisting. Who gave me the nickname 'Evil Doctor'? It sounds like an evil villain; it's so uncultured."
The people still standing one by one transformed into different forms, all of them being Vongola members or Vongola allies. The boss closed his eyes in despair.
It turned out that they had been Vongola's prey for a long time; he actually thought he was the hunter.
Chrome left, Dino and Shamar stood together. Dino had a smile in his eyes: "Alright, now it's our time."
Shamar drooped his eyes. "I hope you two tell me everything you know quickly. My time is very precious, so if you don't want to suffer more physical pain, please cooperate."
Romario pressed the advantage: "For instance, who is your true master."
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Dino's eyes lit up: "Look, Romario, I'm going to be so cool in the future. My god, how can you be such a smooth talker? I'm starting to admire myself."
Romario smiled. "Boss, you have always been very handsome."
He saw more than Dino; for instance, the relationship between Calabria and Vongola was as good as ever, that was enough.
It seems the boss and the Vongola Tenth Generation are getting along very well; they have a good relationship.
Dino was overjoyed and said excitedly, "There are actually such stupid people in the world! Tell me, if I tied them up and presented them in front of Reborn, would he change his opinion of me?"
He laughed joyfully in his heart; now, he wasn't the stupidest person anymore.
Romario said appropriately, "If the boss wants to see Mr. Reborn's serious side, then go ahead. I will wait patiently for your reincarnation in Calabria."
Isn't that basically admitting he's going to die? Please, Romario, give him some confidence; at least for now, he should be able to hold his own against Reborn for a while.
Uh, probably.
Forget it, I'd better not test Reborn's patience; he doesn't have much of it.
That's asking for trouble.
Like a thief peeking at a happy life that doesn't belong to them, that person is so amazing, so happy.
Does she deserve it?
Is that truly the future that belongs to her? If all the suffering she endures now is for the sake of future happiness, then she will endure it in silence; as long as she knows there is something to look forward to on the road ahead, she can accept any hardship, no matter how much it hurts.
Some say that moths absorb nutrients from the soil and endure the darkness, all for the sake of that brief moment of light.
Moths fly into the flame, seeking life through death.
“Happy Birthday, Chrome.” In the middle of the massive round table sat a young girl wearing a crown, surrounded by many people who were clapping to congratulate her.
Chrome, why are you crying? Ah, did we do something wrong? Today really is your birthday, right? We didn't get it wrong, did we?
Sawada Tsunayoshi did not look very mature yet, he was at a loss for what to do when faced with the youth's tears.
No, Boss, these are tears of happiness.
Thank you all for remembering my birthday. I am so happy that I don't even know how to express it; I can only shed these useless tears.
Sawada Tsunayoshi sat down, his eyes fixed on her: "They are not useless tears; your happiness is the thing I want to protect most."
Chrome, promise me, next time we can smile happily.
Yes, I promise.
Chrome closed her eyes: I am grateful for everything I have encountered, whether it be happiness or disaster, for it is because of them that I met everyone. No matter what lies ahead, I will overcome any catastrophe and march toward a far greater future.
With my family.