MAFIA TWINS

NEW MEMBER

"Wake up!" Izumi exclaimed at the stranger.

The man woke up uninspired. He still thought that Izumi would make calculations with him. That pitiful face stood before Izumi without daring to look at her.

"How old are you?" ask Izumi.

"40 years" he answered briefly.

"If I give you a second life, what do you want to do?" ask Izumi.

For a moment the stranger thought before he gave an answer. Freeing himself from death was a great miracle. It seemed like this cruel girl was not as evil as she thought.

"Fed my life to you, Miss."

The stranger's reply left Izumi shocked.

What a bold answer, but Izumi liked that. He knows how to return the favor and understands that his life is cherished. A person like Izumi is a nurturing type even though from the outside it looks very loud and arrogant.

"Are you sure? The mafia world is not a beautiful world. The reality is more cruel than a murder drama" Izumi explained.

"Since I have begun to harass you and fall before you, I have died. I'm willing to die for you right now, Miss."

Although the stranger's words were absolutely certain, but it did not necessarily make Izumi immediately believe.

Izumi picked up the man's knife and handed it to him.

"Cut off your little tip!" exciting Izumi.

It was a test of his sincerity and his obedience to Izumi. If he can do it, it means he can really be trusted.

The stranger was a little surprised, but he immediately did.

He placed the knife on the tip of his left pinky finger. He slowly closed his eyes and prepared to pull the knife back. The sharpness of the knife is estimated to make the fingertips approximately two centimeters long was broken instantly.

Craasshhh!! Praengg!

Only halfway through the knife cut, Izumi kicked the stranger's right hand until the knife fell.

Scratches of wounds deep enough to make fresh blood drip from his left pinky.

Izumi walked up to pick up her bag and threw a wound plaster to the stranger.

"Wear it!"

Izumi's face looked more friendly than ever. He sat back in front of the small still burning fire. Raghaza was already there first to light the fire.

"Thank you, Miss!" the stranger knelt before Izumi.

"Hm."

Izumi replied without looking at him.

"I'm Kora. Besides martial arts I also have other skills in forging metals. The knife was my handmade."

Izumi looked at him.

At first he had no interest in hiring Kora, but hearing of that ability he felt the need to recruit her.

"I, Miss." Raghaza.

"Do you need a forger?" ask Izumi seriously.

"Very necessary, Miss. Let alone someone who was already experienced in processing and fusing some kind of metal."

Hearing Raghaza's reply, Izumi glanced at Kora.

"Go to Black Rose's headquarters on M road tomorrow morning!" Izumi's orders.

Kora was very happy. He immediately prostrated himself in front of Izumi.

"Thank you, Miss. Thanks!"

"Go!" expel Izumi.

Kora went from there with all sorts of mixed feelings. What was clear was that he felt that Goddess Fortuna was siding with him. Kora had long been looking forward to the opportunity to enter into an organization.

Kora's heart was blooming, making her forget to ask if she was working inside the headquarters Izumi mentioned, or somewhere else.

His steps felt very light even though he came home with only a little money. In his eyes was the sweet smile of his wife when he learned of this news. However, Kora wanted to say it when not being with their children. It was better for him to keep his new identity a secret as a new member in the Black Rose organization.

The rain had subsided, but it must have been very night.

"Ghaza! Looks like it's raining a little more, huh?" Izumi stared at Raghaza intensely.

"Yes. If you want, we can go home now." Raghaza tidied up his jacket.

Bizarrely. Not happy and immediately rushed home, but Izumi was the opposite. He tidied up his appearance lazily.

"Go home only. Next time I'll take you for a walk. Let's just say it's a debt, I'll pay it soon."

They both looked at each other.

"I don't feel like I'm lending you anything. And this togetherness is more than enough." Raghaza's eyes glazed over.

Izumi dissolved in the fierce waves created between the two. No matter the status and age of those who had quite a steep distance.

Slowly Izumi brought her face closer. There seems to be no rejection from Raghaza. Izumi did not want to think about the motive of his obedience. Which was either because he was his subordinate or did have the same feeling as Izumi.

The cup!

Izumi ventured to give a fleeting kiss on Raghaza's lips.

"Thank you for taking care of me tonight" he whispered in Raghaza's ear.

Raghaza seemed to be drifting to accept Izumi's treatment, but he did not want to be too confident and felt privileged.

She thought, maybe Izumi also did the same to other men given her high status, where she could get the man she liked.

Meanwhile, Raghaza thinks that he is nothing and feels inappropriate for Izumi.

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