I eloped with the leader Zai, who wanted to usurp the throne.

I really have forgotten what my old friend whom I haven't seen for many years looks like. If I hadn't forgotten, I wouldn't have walked around the telephone poles on the streets of Yokohama ten times and not even saw his shadow.

Sitting weakly on a chair by the roadside in high heels, I picked up my phone and wanted to call him and ask him to describe what he looked like, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to find you, brother!
I followed my collector uncle around the country when I was three years old, settled in Italy when I was five, learned how to become an excellent killer with Reborn when I was ten, and met some fake sisters when I was thirteen, and we made trouble together in the Mafia Academy.

But I have never met such a naive brother from a family friend!
Please, I only remember the scene when you wore a little skirt and went to play with me when you were a child. The face was blurred and only the pink princess dress is still fresh in my memory. Do you want me to find a cross-dresser?
My old friend spoke up and answered naturally, "I'm in Yokohama, I'm a military policeman."

I:"……"

I really don't remember you, handsome boy! Don't be so confident that you are somewhere in a city without specific coordinates! And don't tell me your fucking occupation, who knows if you are wearing a uniform or casual clothes!

My old friend added considerately, "I'm on my way."

I:"……"

Standing alone at the intersection, I began to wonder whether the handsome guy was the fierce-looking boy dressed like a lop-eared rabbit in the coffee shop opposite, or the unshaven reddish-brown-haired uncle who just passed by with his three children.

Well, the former is too young and the latter is too old.

Before I could take a deep breath and raise my phone to say to my old friend with a nice voice, "Hi! Handsome guy! Can you tell me about your appearance, hair color, height, weight, and other measurements? If possible, can you send me your home address?", the building in front of me exploded, literally.

The flames that shot up into the sky illuminated the road ahead. Smoke and dust billowed, and the falling dust covered my face. My cell phone was hit by a flying stone and fell into the pool in a perfect parabola, saying goodbye to me completely.

I was too focused to dodge and ended up looking humiliated: "..."

An alarm sounded sharply, and gunfire came from nowhere and rushed over from both ends at the same time, quickly surrounding the scene.

The old man with a goatee, who stood out among the men wearing sunglasses, waved his hand and said, "All irrelevant people, please leave. Now is the time for our port mafia to have a fight."

The red-haired guy with a band-aid on his nose, who was also particularly conspicuous among the group of men wearing sunglasses, said unkindly: "Go home quickly, don't you know that it's time for a fight? You still have time to hang around!"

Finally, they all looked at me meaningfully, looking dusty and dusty.

I:"……"

So I, who was standing between the two groups, was forced to retreat.

I walked home with weak legs. When I stepped on the floor that Tsushima Shuji had just mopped with muddy footprints, Tsushima Shuji, who was about to hang himself on the dining table, saw me and screamed with horror as if the world was about to end. He jumped down and rushed into the bathroom, covering me with a pile of white towels.

He was horrified: "Did you go to rob a bank!!!"

I was stunned: "No, I just got my hair done."

Tsushima Shuji brought me into the bathroom, opened the curtain and pushed me into the bathtub filled with warm water. Like a dried salted fish meeting water, I sank to the bottom of the water with bubbles gurgling out of my face with a peaceful look on my face. He was afraid that I would die, so he pulled me out, shook his shoulders desperately and said something ambiguous.

"Caramel sauce! Don't be upset. It's just a failed bank robbery. My child and I won't despise you! Think about it on the bright side. At least you still have 36D!!!"

I sneered: "Do you want this 36D?" Do you want to send you to Thailand?

The black-haired young man looked flattered, as if he had been hit by a lottery ticket that fell from the sky. He pulled at his clothes, wanting to say something but not saying it: "This, this, bathroom play is not good..."

He looked down at the 36D he had been dreaming of, his eyes became sharp, and two bright red bars slid out from under his nose.

I kicked him out of the bathroom.

Oh man.

After lingering in the bathroom for a long time, I smelled the familiar aroma of food, quickly rolled out of the bathroom with my clothes wrapped around me, looked at the food on the table with sparkling eyes, and then tapped the table nonchalantly like a Nicotine who was dependent on his parents.

"Hurry up and serve the rice, what are you standing there for!"

The young man holding the bowl had the expression of the second male lead in a melodrama. He turned his head away sadly, covered his mouth and choked with sobs: "You don't love me at all, you just love my beauty and skills."

He was wiping away his crocodile tears hypocritically, but I could actually see the same feeling as a cat who is afraid of losing favor and is acting like a spoiled child.

I sneered and exposed him: "You don't love me at all, you just love my money and 36D." This is the takeaway ordered with my money, why are you adding any drama to it?

Someone who graduated from the Drama Academy went to help me serve the food.

At the dinner table, I held the bowl and quickly finished my meal. Then I sat on the tatami and took out my newly bought cell phone to call my old friend again to explain the situation.

The handsome guy over there also apologized, saying that he had encountered a gunfight on the road for unknown reasons and the building next door was blown up, so he went to protect the people. I felt more and more guilty hearing this. After all, I could barely be considered a gangster, so I quickly lied to him and said I would contact him next time when I was free.

Before one crisis is over, another one arises. Dino, this unreliable man, called me crying and said that the big devil was about to come back and if I didn't come back, I would be finished.

"Hold on, I believe in you, brother!"

I hung up the phone quickly, and I withered. I lay listlessly on the tatami, and the little goblin next to me didn't let me go. It came close to me like a large dog. Looking at the sinful face of that rich woman with weird taste who was bullying a disabled pretty boy, I became even more withered.

I was so depressed that my brain suddenly cramped, and I actually asked a very important question to my currently kept lover Shuji Tsushima, whose identity is unknown.

"Do you have parents?"

Tsushima Shuji answered immediately: "No."

"What a coincidence, I don't have one either."

I made a grimace, "Do you have a teacher?"

He pondered for a while, closed his eyes and recalled the past, and smiled with an ambiguous meaning: "I guess so."

I sighed, "I have one too. He was a very cruel and unreasonable teacher. He even said that I was stupid. That was really too much. I worked so hard to become the leader just to save his face. He was such a strict teacher."

"Me too, what a fate! We must be destined to be together!" He chose to ignore my words and held my hand affectionately, "Sure enough, let's go get the marriage certificate!"

I slapped his dishonest paws mercilessly. He was dreaming. He was just my adopted little lover, and he wanted to get to the top. How could that be possible?

I will hide my passport tomorrow and make sure this guy doesn't find it!

Seeing me huddled in a corner, looking so depressed that mushrooms might grow out of me, the perceptive Tsushima Shuji suggested that we go to an amusement park. I asked him sadly if it was the kind of amusement park where crocodiles and brown bears might pop up at any time, or where there were traps that would send you to hell for free, or caves where you would be bitten to death by poisonous snakes if you couldn't get through.

Tsushima Shuji denied it with a frown on his face: "Of course not." I said in a sadder tone: "It's the kind of equipment that tests your strength, such as riding a Ferris wheel will cut you into pieces, riding a merry-go-round will have your brains thrown out, riding a roller coaster will have your head cut off, going to a haunted house will be betrayed by a traitor and stay there forever, swimming will involve fighting sharks, dancing will involve falling into pieces, and jumping off a cliff to exercise your body."

"No! That's some kind of horror version of an amusement park!!!"

I took it for granted: “That’s how I played in my previous school.”
The new version of Mafia Paradise sincerely welcomes you.

I didn't expect my college life to be so rich. Tsushima Shuji covered his face in madness: "... No, even the mafia doesn't play like that, believe me."

The next day, we went to the amusement park. Tsushima Shuji looked at me hiding my ammunition and looked very unhappy. I ignored him and prepared myself for the battle. I pretended to be on the battlefield. I hid the small bomb in my shoes, put the dagger in my sleeve, put the blade in my mouth, and held a bottle of poison, thinking about where to hide it.

"Well, Caramel Sauce, the so-called amusement park is really a place for pure play. There's no danger." Shuji Tsushima, who couldn't bear to watch it any longer, tried to make me give up the terrible idea in a gentle voice, like coaxing an ignorant child.

I tried hard to think about what he meant, frowning as I thought about the innocent game that Reborn had talked about with the three of us brothers before. Suddenly, I suddenly realized what he meant, and I slapped my palms hard, agreeing with him.

"Ah, I see!"

Tsushima Shuji, who was about to cry, looked relieved, but the next second after hearing the words, he almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.

I nodded and said seriously, "It's the kind of game where you sit on a time bomb and do your homework. If you can't finish it, you have to fly up to the sky and become a star. You drink the magic potion with purple bubbles newly developed by Biyangqi and go to Sanzu River to say hello to the kimono guy holding a mace, or duel with a sparrow with a chuunibyou, and then be in a coma in the ICU for three days."

After saying that, I nodded in understanding. I didn't expect that the amusement park is such a dangerous facility. It really should not be underestimated.

Only Shuji Tsushima glanced at my head with a strange look, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, wondering how I had survived until now.

With a sad sigh, I recalled the year when I joined a tour group organized by the school to travel to the mountain behind the Mafia Paradise. As a result, the tour guide abandoned several of us students on the island and left us to fend for ourselves. When we came to inspect the goods a month later, we were completely confused.

Especially me, Sawada Tsunayoshi, and Dino were still running around on the beach shooting water guns, and the delicate and tender guy Shiran was basking in the sun with sunglasses. In the blink of an eye, the boat sailed away, and we were left alone to face the extremely cruel situation on the island.

At that time, Reborn specially warned me with a smile that I must never use supernatural powers to cheat. I had no choice but to go to the battlefield with tears in my eyes.

Then we all lived a miserable life like in primitive society, and after a month we were almost going to see God. Since then, our brotherhood has become even more indestructible.

It's all tears if I talk too much. What kind of hell is Yokohama Amusement Park? Am I going to live a primitive life with this burden like Tsushima Shuji again? No!!!

When we arrived at the so-called amusement park, Tsushima Shuji, who seemed very happy, introduced to me with a perfect smile that the amusement park was not as cruel as I thought. To make it clear, he even pointed to the teddy bears that were distributing balloons.

"Look, Caramel Sauce, that's the cute Mr. Bear. Do you want to get a free balloon?" Blinking his starry eyes to act cute, he ignored my opinion and pulled me to ask for a heart balloon.

"Caramel sauce, don't you think this balloon looks like your love heart-shaped hair?" As he said this, he stared at my hair like a child who was here for the first time and touched it. Excuse me, I felt that he was touching it like a puppy.

Unlike his excitement, I was more listless than a flower bud burned by the scorching sun, and I was trembling as he happily dragged me to a very different place.

Haunted House

Two unique words were written in the bloody and twisted notebook. The blood seemed so real that it could drip down, and the pitch-black entrance was a bloody mouth that swallowed up flesh and blood.

The key point is that this short-sighted little devil Tsushima Shuji was still crying and shouting that he wanted to go in. His intention to cause trouble was obvious to all. Looking at the couple hugging each other quietly at the exit, the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned to his ears, and he dragged me in desperately.

He still looked innocent and harmless: "Caramel Sauce, don't be afraid, Azhi will definitely protect you."

When she turned around and met Sister Sadako, she screamed louder than the little girl next door. She suddenly shrank into my arms and fluttered around, struggling weakly like a dying salted fish. Seeing Sister Sadako getting closer and closer, she jumped on me in fear, hooked her arms around my neck and wouldn't let go, and performed laser dance for me on the spot.

“Yametie ahhhhhh!!!”

What else could I do? I could only forgive this little devil and carry him out with difficulty.

Holding the caramel milk tea I just bought, I hugged him and comforted him: "It's okay, you are very brave in my heart, I like boys like you who are pure, cute and unpretentious."

Taking the milk tea, he choked up and leaned against his favorite 36D, carefully revealing a fawning expression like a puppy.

"Really?"

I nodded. “Really.”

No way, that's fake. I just like you, a cute boy crying with tears in his eyes and red eyes, shouting "Yamedie" with a shameful look on his face.

I wish you could kneel down and submit to me.

Just kidding~
I smiled on the outside but was actually angry on the inside. I just smiled but said nothing.

Finally, we arrived at the last location - the Ferris wheel.

After getting on the Ferris wheel, Tsushima Shuji, who had been looking at the scenery outside the window, became shy and pulled my hand awkwardly: "Caramel Sauce, do you know the legend of the Ferris wheel?"

I:"???"

Me: “I know.”

He continued to approach me, put his hand on my shoulder, and leaned close to my pretty face. His affectionate iris-colored eyes lowered, and suddenly he revealed an extremely serious look. He looked at me without blinking, and his words were like a gust of light wind.

"Well, do you want to try it?"

"sure."

What’s the big deal? I started to unbutton my coat, threw it on the ground, and lifted my hair into a ponytail. The young man next to me was startled by me and didn’t recover for a while. He blinked in surprise, which was unexpectedly a bit cute.

"Hey, this, this, is this what you want? Is it here?" Thinking of something bad, he grabbed his suit nervously, lowered his head and muttered, and couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, "So this Caramel Sauce is so wild?!"

"Yes, although this is my first time too, I have only watched others do it before, but I can still satisfy you."

I rolled up my sleeves and untied my tie, as if untying a layer of restraint, and showed a harmless smile.

The loaded Russian revolver was placed against his brow, and the safety was off. I suppressed my smile and stared closely at the young man in front of me, breathing tightened like a beast that was locked on its target and about to be released from its cage, and gradually it became more dangerous.

"That's the one, right? When the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, you shoot your lover six times. The one who survives is true love."

(End of this chapter)