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

Dazai Osamu's money is so easy to spend. After I used his salary card to swipe it on a street in Yokohama, he still indulged me by taking out a stack of checks and letting me fill them out. Could it be that he has more money than me?
Damn it, my status as a rich woman is in jeopardy!
"Madam, what's wrong with you?" asked Nakajima Atsushi, the guerrilla leader sent by Dazai Osamu, with a bunch of shopping paper bags hanging on his body. He served as my follower without any regrets.

The silver-haired boy was wearing a pitch-black outfit even in this hot weather. The furry scarf around his neck made me feel hotter the more I looked at him. I could vaguely see the heavy suppressor around his neck, but his deep purple-gold pupils were clear.

"Nothing, I just remembered that I haven't contacted my brother yet." I looked depressed and fooled him casually, "The weather is a bit hot, there seems to be a crepe stand in front, I'll wait for you here, you go and queue up to buy me a crepe."

I walked over, took the paper bag and threw it to the subordinate behind him: "Go and take the things back."

"Yes, ma'am."

I sat on a bench on the street with my legs crossed, fanning myself with my hands. This weather was almost killing me with heat. Why was Yokohama so hot? I might as well go to Siberia to cool down.

It's so hot that I'm almost hallucinating. Otherwise, how could I see that guy Sawada Tsunayoshi staring at me with a look of deep hatred, like a ghost emitting resentment and seeking revenge in broad daylight? Hahahaha, how is it possible?

"It's true." The young man staring at me from above spoke expressionlessly.

ha?
"Cesia, you know, our fate depends on you. Reborn said that you have to stay in Italy until he comes back. If Reborn comes back from his business trip and finds that you ran away, the three of us can team up and go to the uninhabited island of the mafia to live a primitive life."

The handsome and elegant young man suddenly lowered his head and stretched out his arms to block me on both sides, then leaned over and whispered to me devilishly.

"Huh? Who do you think did this to you?" I stood up suddenly. The brown-haired young man in front of me dodged my head attack nimbly. He smiled innocently and elegantly with a handsome look. The dazzling fake smile almost blinded me.

"Tell me! Why didn't you accept my proposal!" I gritted my teeth, "You actually ran away. You're amazing! I helped you kill those opponents!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression suddenly became extremely difficult to describe. His face drooped weakly, like a flower bud that had suffered setbacks. He looked ten years older. "Dear Cecilia, can you please have a correct understanding of yourself..."

"No, not really..." He glanced at me quickly and stammered, finally covering his face and unwilling to face the reality, "But..."

He took a deep breath and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying. His body became inexplicably hunched and humble. He sat down next to me, covered his face with his hands, and became autistic.

"What do you mean [Tsuna, can I be your leader's wife? If you die, I'll be the Vongola boss]? And you proposed to Byakuran and Dino before it was my turn. Do you think I'm stupid?"

This left me speechless. Byakuran was my childhood sweetheart who used to do all kinds of things together in Italy. Dino was a senior in the Mafia school and helped a lot (actually he was a scapegoat). Sawada Tsunayoshi first met him officially at the tenth-generation succession ceremony. I heard that the source of the curse of the Rainbow Child appeared later. My big-headed baby teacher grew up inexplicably and went from kicking me in the head to hitting me on the forehead with his hand.

Sorry, Tsuna, it was my fault, but I don’t regret meeting you, my junior brother who has shared the joys and sorrows with me (the best one to take the blame).

I couldn't bear it, so I apologized to him: "I'm sorry, Gang, I was wrong."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression softened a little, and he softened his heart and wanted to forgive me and take me back to Italy.

"I shouldn't have been the last one to propose to you." I confessed sincerely, "Next time, I will definitely be the first one to propose to you."

“Who cares about this——————”

Sawada Tsunayoshi was almost overwhelmed by my bizarre train of thought, and almost couldn't breathe, "Who wants to accept your proposal? It will become a widow's marriage, okay! Please have some common sense!"

Seeing that I wanted to run away out of guilt, he pulled me over to settle the old scores. His face was very bad, and veins on his forehead were throbbing: "I heard that you attacked Hai at night the day before you ran away, and threatened him with a gun to ask him to smile for you?"

"No ah……"

"Still trying to make excuses. Mukuro has already complained to me. How could you be so depraved that you want to listen to Mukuro's devilish laughter to brainwash yourself, and you even attacked people at night."

"He's lying! He was clearly up at that time!"

"So you really attacked him at night." What caught my eye was Sawada Tsunayoshi's dead fish eyes without highlights as he looked at the scumbag.

"Hmm!" Realizing the language trap, I shut up obediently, secretly thinking about the three hundred ways to braise pineapple.

"A Gang, I can't go with you. You have to stay for a month." I patted his shoulder in a flattering manner.

"reason?"

"I am married."

"Which saint who saved all living beings married you?!" After a second of silence, he asked miserably, "Is that saint still alive? Do you need me to burn incense at his grave?"

"No, he's still alive." I looked calm, and dropped a bombshell the second after Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief, "He's going to meet God in a month anyway."

"Heh..." He smiled with his lips pulled up, and I knew what he was looking at. He sat woodenly on the bench, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, with a look of a boy whose heart was fed to dogs.

"What do you mean? Are you questioning my love?" I kicked him in dissatisfaction, "Stupid Ou Doudou, I am sincere."

"Chexia, don't act like an elder. Seriously speaking, I'm older than you..."

"Some time ago, you also said 'I love you' to the golden retriever of the Vongola janitor and the green-haired turtle of Dino. That's really cheap love."

...Ah, as a romantic Italian, shouldn't he be able to say sweet words easily?
Besides, Dazai Osamu doesn't look like a lovesick person. No matter what his plan is, if he wants me to accompany him until the last moment of his life, then I will. I am a kind-hearted Italian.

"Chexia, did you commit marriage fraud?" He suddenly said, noticing something was wrong, "For example, someone inherited a billion dollars after their death, so they foolishly signed an agreement or something."

"The poor person who marries you must be extremely beautiful, wealthy, and powerful. He might even be a sickly, infatuated young master who is bewitched by your pure and harmless face and is waiting to be squeezed to death by you."

Damn! You are a prophet!

Although I was the one who was deceived into marriage... hehe...

"Ma'am, the crepes are ready." The diligent young man Nakajima Atsushi appeared in time with the crepes. He looked at the brown-haired young man in confusion, and his eyes flashed, but I stopped him in time.

"You actually attacked a minor!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi, whose expression could be compared to a drama, pointed at the confused Nakajima Atsushi in horror, with a look that said "You are such a beast, Cecia", and his face instantly turned pale.

"Ha! What are you talking about!" I jumped up like a spring and stood in front of Nakajima Atsushi, at a loss for words. "Tsuna, calm down. He's just my follower! It's not what you think. Don't tell Reborn!"

"Yes, dear brother-in-law, I am the husband of dear Caramel Sauce~" The sickly young master Dazai Osamu who appeared out of nowhere put one hand on my shoulder and Nakajima Atsushi's shoulder and said jokingly, "Dun-Dun can be considered our son if you really count it."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

"Mr. Dazai!" The innocent boy Nakajima Atsushi blushed and was at a loss as Dazai Osamu held his neck. This cold and aloof guerrilla leader actually blushed in front of Dazai Osamu. Are they hiding something from me?

The look in Dazai Osamu's eyes suddenly felt strange.

The moment Sawada Tsunayoshi saw Dazai Osamu, he felt something was wrong, as if he had met a kindred spirit. They immediately became attracted to each other, staring at each other and smiling politely for a long time, as if they were having a big showdown. I didn't dare to say anything, and I didn't dare to ask. Because my eyes were fixed on the shy Nakajima Atsushi, I wondered in my heart a thousand times whether Dazai Osamu had found a lover behind my back.

Nakajima Atsushi was frightened by my terrifying gaze: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, your hairstyle looks nice." I said softly.

"Madam, you have good taste. I cut it myself!" Dazai Osamu immediately withdrew from the invisible struggle and showed off in front of me like a child. "Atsushi-kun's hairstyle in the orphanage was really hard to describe, so Aji, who is at the forefront of Yokohama's aesthetic trends, dressed him up. That fluffy hair is the finishing touch. Madam, don't you like fluffy hair very much!"

He put his hands on his hips with inexplicable pride.

These words became in my ears——

...Dazai Osamu rescued the lost boy Nakajima Atsushi from the orphanage, bathed, dressed and decorated him personally, and even found him a fluffy collar, which he showed off in front of me.

This, this, isn't this the standard scenario of a domineering leader falling in love with his young wife? !

Tsk, could it be that this guy married me just to cover up his weird hobbies?

No, it can't be...
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Sawada Tsunayoshi, who saw through everything: "..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "How should I put it? I'm starting to feel pity..."

But in the end, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't say anything, because it was useless to say anything, and he didn't want to say anything anymore.

To be honest, he didn't believe a word of Cecia's nonsense. Usually, her sweet words had to be said in reverse and supplemented appropriately.

Oh, how could he not know her?

If she says [I love you], it translates to [I don't love you, but I only love your power and the benefits you bring to me, but you look so pitiful, so I say I love you].

If one day she proposes to you, congratulations, you can think of an epitaph now. By the way, her dislike is real dislike, her like is irregular, and her true love is really Meifenglan.

But this person is so sincere when saying sweet words, even though the feelings are worthless, he says "I love you" on the surface but stabs you in the back, which is not as good as the discounted rice balls sold at the door.

The only people who can pry the whole truth out of her are her uncle, a collector who has been wandering overseas for many years, and the terrifying devil Reborn.

What did she call it?

"Men can only affect the speed at which I can rise to the top, but money and power will not."

"Oh... by the way, pretty boys are fine, their job is to please me."

She was strong and seemed to be saying some grand words. She also snatched his coffee and enthusiastically went to play mahjong with Bai Lan and the others in her cotton slippers. In the end, she even mortgaged his panties to Bai Lan, who looked disgusted. Is this something a human being would do?
This person... is a piece of shit with no self-awareness...

But her current cheap husband is no pushover either. Are these two trying to compete with each other to see who can reach a higher level?
Are you guys still a couple?

Sawada Tsunayoshi was puzzled, but he didn't say anything.

Wait… why was that cheap husband holding her and glaring at him from behind, why did he make that tea master expression of staying away from my wife, and why did he give her the middle finger behind her back?
Well, your circle is really messy. He was too abrupt and too naive. He is not worthy of stepping into the circle of detritus.

However - he felt that with Cecilia's little brain, she might not be able to understand the straight ball of the black mud spirit in front of her.

I should take this opportunity to take a look at this warrior, and then think of a draft when I pay my respects in a month, and continue to be the tool of Cecia, the heart-breaking arsonist.

"Cheshia...you...take care of yourself..."

Anyway, let me give you a reminder first. After all, no matter how despicable it is, it is still on your side.
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After Sawada Tsunayoshi left, he gave me another severe warning, saying that if I didn't come back, he would send Hibari Kyoya to take me back to Italy and he wouldn't care about my plan to get promoted.

Ou Doudou is such a cold-blooded person. I helped him so much, but I just teased his Wu Shou. Is it that serious?
I was sad and depressed. I occupied Dazai Osamu's desk to play games, cursing my teammates while beating the boss. Dazai Osamu stood beside me, holding a red scarf and cheering me on.

"Ma'am, take a deep breath, you can do this!"

"Be careful, ma'am, it's about to come out, come on!"

"Yes! We won!"

I put down the game, took off my headphones, leaned my head back on the chair and looked at Dazai Osamu above me, and said speechlessly, "Are you simulating a pregnant woman giving birth?"

Dazai Osamu ran to the office chair and sat on my lap, looking aggrieved. He held my face and looked at me: "Because my wife always plays games, am I not fun?"

"What are you talking about?" I waved my hand.

Dazai Osamu's face is shining with anticipation.

"How can you have fun with games?" I said seriously.

"Oh……"

"I'm just kidding." I glanced at Dazai Osamu, who instantly revived after hearing what I said. For the first time, I felt that men who like to act like a spoiled child can be very cute. Although I don't know what Dazai Osamu is up to, he is handsome.

Unhappy with my distraction, Dazai Osamu tried to tease me and made small moves to try to get me to come back to my senses. He acted like a cold and ruthless elite in meetings, but acted like a spoiled cat in need of love after work. He is truly an excellent actor, leaving us far behind.

I looked down at Dazai Osamu, who was curled up on his 36D breasts and angrily stretched out his little paws to defend his territory. For some reason I thought of a kitten that showed off its soft belly and allowed people to touch and play with it.

"Dazai, stretch out your paw and meow."

"Meow~" He blinked at me and chuckled in my ear.

Oh no, Dazai Osamu is kind of good-looking, can act cute, and his EQ is way higher than mine. He is now trying to turn me into a fat otaku with his gentle policies every day, ready to come whenever he calls. He almost ruined me, but this kind of life is so tempting.

Well... Every day when I wake up, I can enjoy the kisses, hugs and lifts of beauties. When I eat, beauties feed me. When I go shopping, I can buy whatever I want. There is no study hell, no big devil, and no tasks that require overtime work...

A light bulb suddenly lit up on my head and I suddenly realized what was going on, and I slapped Dazai Osamu's thigh hard.

Is this the life of a chief?
I understand.

I'm going to kill Dazai Osamu quickly and become the leader, so I can support a bunch of gigolos and live a luxurious life!
(End of this chapter)