Nico: As for you guys...
 
Advisor & Executive: ......
 
Nico: You'll get executive treatment. I need you to help keep the family together.
 
Advisor: Thank you, boss.
 
Executive: ... Understood, young master Nico.
No, boss! I'm really glad you came back!
 
Nico: ... Is that right.
 
Jude: They wrapped that up pretty swiftly. A bit anticlimactic.
 
Teo: Big bro's the eldest son. He's been groomed as the heir way more than me.
 
Jude: Groomed? You can fight too?
Teo: I'm not a fighter, alright? I mean, come on, using violence to solve problems nowadays is just ridiculous.
 
Jude: I see. Then I have no interest in you.
 
Teo: W- What's with the attitude... Well, I'm glad you're not interested in me anyway.
 
Nico: Alright, I'm going to go negotiate with the Mozzarella Family. Can you tell me where their hideout is?

Advisor: Their hideout is in Red South—
 
Teo: Ah~ I looked into that earlier. Seems they already moved.
 
Nico: Where to?
 
Teo: That's what I can't figure out. I checked every suspicious registration record and every chat that looked like they were discussing something shady, but nothing.
I think they're probably laying low and avoiding the internet because they're wary of me.
When we were attacked, my phone was the first thing they destroyed.
 
Nico: I see. So they're hiding the old‑fashioned way now.
 
Teo: Exactly. Well, even then, you can't erase all traces. Give me about a month and I can track them down.
 
Nico: We don't have all that time.
 
Teo: I don't want to do it either, honestly.
 
Nico: ... Guess I'll have to rely on my apprentice.
 
Teo: ... Apprentice? You mean that guy, Billy?
 
Nico: Yeah. He's good at digging things up without relying on the internet.
 
Teo: Why not just use our underlings instead?

Nico: If they get caught, it'll inevitably lead to a clash. Billy can handle it quietly.
 
Jude: Billy...
 
Nico: The rookie with the goggles who also works as an informant.

Jude: Ah, that guy. Yeah, he was good at gathering intel.
 
Teo: Well, if big bro, the boss, says so, I don't care either way.

Jude: So, once we find the hideout, what then?
 
Nico: Isn't it obvious?
We storm in and sort things out.
 
 
Nico: Phew... we're here.
 
Jude: Your brother didn't come with us, huh.
 
Nico: That might have looked like a dump, but it's home to him.
And he said he's way too sleepy to move around.
 
Are you sure you don't want me to send you home?
 
Jude: If we stopped by my place, I'd have to feed you before sending you off.
 
Nico: ... You know me well.
 
Jude: We've sparred countless times. You pick things up when you fight someone long enough.
 
Nico: You can't remember people's faces, but you notice stuff like that.
 
Jude: ... Faces, huh.
 
Nico: What? Why are you staring at me?
 
Jude: No, I just thought you had an interesting look today. I've known you for quite a while, but I've never seen that expression on you before.
 
Nico: ... What expression?
 
Jude: Look in the mirror. You look like a cold‑blooded commander standing on a battlefield.

Nico: ......
 
Jude: Well, today was pretty fun. Let me know when you find the enemy hideout.
 
Nico: ... Got it.
 


Nico: ......
 

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