Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　Before the rap king could say anything, Nagashima Koki asked curiously, "Can't it be cured? Surgery or magic?"

　"..." Japanese, huh... But who exactly are you?"

　The man didn't know how to respond, and he glanced hesitantly at Mike Creeper.

　I don't know what this kingpin of America's dark side means.

　"Ahem, continue."

　The rap king gestured and raised his glass slightly: "Please get straight to the point, what exactly do you want to say?"

　Just now, the rap king was discussing his new album with Nagashima Koki when a friend came to him asking for a favor.

　And it shows absolutely no respect.

　This displeased the rap king.

　The man, however, was completely unaware of the rap king's thoughts. He simply said, "I...I went to call the police."

　"But the people who harmed my daughter are still two months away from turning 18, so in the end they only need to spend six months in detention."

　“I stood in the courtroom like a fool, and those two bastards were laughing at me… My mother told me, ‘I should come to you.’”

　“My mother said that Mike Creeper was a very good man and that he could get justice for us.”

　"So I want justice, Mr. Creeper."

　The rap king smiled at the man who was saying this, and reached out to turn off the record player... The entire livehouse instantly fell silent.

　“I seem to remember you, Mr. Stanley, right?”

　As he said this, the rap king took off his sunglasses and put them aside. His tone was no longer as humorous as before, but rather extremely imposing.

　"Samantha Stanley, your mother, how has she been these days?"

　The rap king, who was asking this question, smiled as the man nodded stiffly.

　"There's no need to be so serious, your mother..."

　"You have shown me kindness, and I will remember that kindness... So what is your request?"

　As the rap king spoke, the man glanced at Nagashima Koki, looking somewhat hesitant.

　Then, encouraged by the rap king, he bluntly said, "Take care of those two little bastards."

　"..." Upon hearing this, Nagashima Koki's eyes lit up immediately: "Wow! vindictive, I like that."

　Interrupting once again, she still didn't treat the situation as a serious transaction, but rather as a simple "I need you to do me a favor" situation.

　But in reality, if the man's idea is truly the latter, then the rap king would actually be more satisfied.

　"but……"

　Nagashima Koki hesitated before speaking, realizing she was about to be impolite, but she still said, "Your daughter goes to bars, how can she be a good person? Uncle, there's something wrong with your parenting."

　Upon hearing this, the man's face instantly darkened.

　But the rap king laughed and couldn't help but applaud: "WOW! WOW! WOW! That hits the nail on the head!"

　"..." The man who had asked the rap king for a favor hesitated, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything...

　However, he reorganized his words and pleaded, "Mr. Creeper, how much money do you want?"

　In response, the rap king immediately sighed.

　Then, Nagashima Koki shook her head helplessly and said, "Stanley, Stanley... you don't treat Uncle Black as a friend at all."

　man:"???"

　Rap King: "..."

　Nagashima Koki leaned back in her chair, her strangely beautiful eyes wide open from the ticket counter. In that instant... a sense of oppression suddenly arose.

　The inhuman gaze, so intense it seemed to pierce even the true name of a god, instantly instilled fear in the man.

　"What exactly did Uncle Black do to make you disrespect him like this? You won't even call him Godfather?"

　Nagashima Koki's words were very impressive, but the man's Japanese wasn't very good, so he couldn't understand everything she said...

　Even so, it's enough.

　The man could understand the king's meaning from the rap king's appreciative gaze and Xiao Xi's words.

　"godfather."

　As he said this, the man bowed his head respectfully to the rap king, looking quite sincere.

　godfather……

　He said so.

　"..." The rap king nodded, and at the same time turned the record player back on, and the music started playing again...

　This made the man breathe a sigh of relief, and then he looked at Nagashima Koki with gratitude.

　“I will help you get justice. For Samantha’s sake, I will do you this favor… I may need your help in the future.”

　As the rapper spoke, he stared at the man and nodded, indicating that he could leave... He didn't finish his sentence, but his intention was clear.

　After the man left, Nagashima Koki looked at the black man in surprise, as if she were seeing him for the first time: "He seems really amazing, black man."

　What to say?

　Completely different from his usual goofy and lazy image, he was surprisingly quite dignified, almost like half of the handsome Cong Yu...

　Hmm, he's about a third as handsome as Cong Yu.

　"Hahaha, how about that? Pretty impressive, right!"

　The rap king laughed, completely ignoring the "black uncle" that Nagashima Koki mentioned: "But that guy really doesn't treat me like a friend at all... He keeps talking about deals and money."

　I really hate guys like that...

　"Yes, it's really annoying."

　Nagashima Koki expressed the same opinion, and then immediately became interested in what happened next: "Uncle Black, are you going to 'uphold justice' next?"

　It seems that Nagashima Koki is very interested in upholding justice.

　"Yes, I will arrange for someone I trust to handle it."

　As the rap king said this, Nagashima Koki immediately volunteered, "Me? You can definitely trust me, right?"

　"..." The rap king pondered for a moment, staring at Nagashima Koki, seemingly lost in thought: "Are you... fluent in English? Or Italian?"

　Nagashima Koki: "Ah...ah, this..."

　Okay, the rap king understands now.

　"Well, never mind, I'll find someone who understands Japanese to be your translator... You should study English properly from now on."

　As he said this, the rap king gave Nagashima Koki some instructions, revealing an appreciative yet enigmatic smile, and took a gun out of the drawer.

　This is a very special-looking gun, entirely black with countless precious gold threads, like a work of art.

　The rap king unloaded all the bullets and handed them to Nagashima Koki: "Take this..."

　"As long as you carry this gun, my men will all obey you, my enemies will not dare to touch you, and everyone will trust you to uphold justice."

　As he said this, the rap king appeared serious and earnest, surprisingly authoritative: "Take it, and return it to me when you go back to China."

　"After you've mastered English, if you still feel you haven't had enough of this gun, just tell Cong Yu and come to America..."

　"You can take it and play with it anytime."

　-

　[Rap King: Bro? Bro?]

　[Cong Yu: Hmm?]

　[Rap King: What are your plans for this child... for Nagashima Koki in the future? I mean, career plans.]

　[Cong Yu: Hmm, no.]

　[Rap King: Okay, then I want her to help me manage the gang... after she graduates from school and her English is up to par.]

　[Cong Yu: ...]

　[Cong Yu: I...I'll ask her mother's opinion.]

　Chapter 636 The Holy Body of the Underworld

　“Ha… huh—”

　Nagashima Koki, with an indifferent expression, swallowed and spat out candy, her expression melancholy and world-weary, holding the candy in a desolate manner as she held a cigarette.

　She was eating a lollipop by holding the stick between her middle and ring fingers... I don't know if she's lost her mind.

　The two strange men dressed in black suits, white shirts, bow ties, and black hats were following Nagashima Koki.

　One person was driving, and the other was sitting in the back seat next to Nagashima Koki, responsible for protecting her.

　She really looks like a mafia boss (little girl) on a trip, even though she's eating candy instead of cigarettes.

　"arrive."

　The man in the front seat said this, and then countless of his own people got out of the car that was leading the way.

　Following them were members of the Creeper Gang, a mafia organization that resembled "gangster clones."

　At this moment, the gang led by Nagashima Koki has arrived at one of the places where they are needed to uphold justice.

　It seems to be a guy named something like that, around ten years old, and fairly good-looking.

　But as a result, he beat up the daughter of the man who had previously sought justice from the black man... and almost raped her.

　As a result, because he was a minor, he would only be detained for a few months.

　American law is terrible.

　As a Japanese person, Nagashima Koki thought this, sighing for the future of America...

　She didn't know why she had this confident sigh. After all, she didn't really understand that the laws in Japan were even more outrageous.

　The pot calling the kettle black is an example of the pot calling the kettle black.

　What's the next step?

　Nagashima Koki casually asked the two people beside her, and the two exchanged a glance and looked at Nagashima Koki.

　"Knocking on the door and shouting, dragging people out and pointing guns at them to ask questions, that's pretty much it."

　Responding in broken Japanese, this temporary subordinate of Nagashima Koki focused his gaze on the gun at Nagashima Koki's waist.

　That was the Godfather's pistol.

　Honestly, no one could have imagined that the Godfather would actually hand over power to someone else...

　The King of Monsters' underworld empire should be eternal; I've never heard of any power changing hands.

　But the facts were right in front of them.

　The child in front of me, named Nagashima Koki, is unsurprisingly the future leader of the Creeper Gang and Mr. Mike Creeper's godson.

　Even if it's only temporary now, it's the same.

　No one understood why the Godfather believed this ordinary human child had the talent to inherit the gang.

　As for her words, Nagashima Koki got out of the car led by the two: "Knocking on the door...shouting, dragging the person out? This is too much..."

　An ordinary human child would certainly find this to be very rough.

　However, this is the survival rule of gangs.

　The two men and some gang members who understood Japanese thought this...

　However, such survival rules can only be understood after experiencing them gradually, as everyone knows.

　Then, before they could say anything...

　"That's too conservative."

　That's what Nagashima Koki said.

　Gang member: "???"

　"We're here to uphold justice and fairness. We don't need to talk about chivalry with that kind of beast!"