Godfather and Assassin

What are you laughing at?

As Sirius was sizing up the group of people who had entered the restaurant, a face loomed close to his.

Yamato glanced at Sirius, then looked back at the group that had just entered, before turning back to Sirius and asking with some curiosity, "Is there anything special about them?"

Sirius casually pushed aside the rather plain face in front of him, which looked particularly unremarkable due to a failed character creation attempt, so it wouldn't block his view. He chuckled as he ate,

"It is indeed somewhat special."

Is it special?

Yamato looked at the short, fat man with Yamato interest.

I can't see anything special about it at all.

The fat man had a cigar in his mouth, wore a top hat, and was very short; compared to my two-meter-tall self, he looked like a child.

But this guy's eyes were arrogant and unruly, as if he didn't care about anything.

"It definitely feels a bit special."

Yamato some surprise, as if he had finally found the difference in a game of spot the difference.

This fat man was certainly special, Sirius definitely recognized him.

Capone Bege, one of the eleven Supernovas who will gather in the Sabaody Archipelago in the future.

Although his strength wasn't among the top in the worst generation, his courage was no less than that of his contemporaries.

It's just too much of a coincidence.

I ran into someone I knew again.

His journey across the world has exposed him to almost half of the worst eras of the future.

That's really quite interesting.

But upon closer reflection, it's not too strange.

Their travels took them to almost every island in the world, and as long as these guys haven't set sail yet, the chances of running into each other are quite high if they're active in their hometowns.

"Kindness?"

As Sirius and his companion stared at Beki without any restraint, Beki noticed them as well.

After all, they were too conspicuous. Apart from the guy who was hiding his face, the only other people in the entire restaurant were the two of them calmly eating.

While eating, he made no attempt to conceal his observation of himself.

Beki frowned.

What's wrong with these two guys?

Aren't you a local?

How could the locals not be afraid of themselves? Their standard choice would be to obediently hide under the table like everyone else.

"Godfather--"

Noticing Beki's gaze, a man in a black suit standing beside him stepped forward, bowed, and whispered in Beki's ear, "Should we take care of these two guys?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

Seriously? Their tempers are even worse than mine, a pirate? Is this what the mafia is like?

"Snort,"

Beki scoffed, glancing at Sirius and the other man. "Even though it's just some random courage, it's still better than those guys cowering on the ground. Ignore them."

"Hehe, he's praising our courage."

Yamato chuckled.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

Beki and her group sat down noisily, and the entire restaurant was immediately packed.

As for those who were hiding under the table, no one paid them any attention; they were allowed to hide if they wanted.

The waiter approached Beki cautiously.

"Bring me whatever dishes are available!" Beki was almost as domineering as Sirius. "We absolutely have to celebrate properly today!"

The waiter forced a smile, turned around, and immediately disappeared into the kitchen.

Soon, all sorts of dishes were served, piling up on several tables.

Beki stood up. Although he wasn't tall, he had a strong presence. As soon as he stood up, everyone held their breath.

"Today is a day to celebrate! From this day forward, this city belongs to us! Rejoice, you fools! We did it!!"

Then, the restaurant transformed into a sea of joy.

Everyone cheered excitedly.

Are they pirates too?

Yamato asked Sirius while eating.

"He's probably a guy like the ronin from Wano Country," Sirius replied.

"Oh!"

Yamato immediately understood.

"You're Capone Bege?"

At this moment, the black-robed man who had been sitting quietly eating stood up and looked at Beki, who was surrounded by a group of burly men.

His tone was very calm.

But Sirius knew that something interesting was about to happen.

How wonderful to witness such a wonderful show while having dinner.

"Do you want to die?"

The man sitting next to Beki stood up and shouted angrily, "How dare you call the Godfather by his name!"

All of Beki's men glared at the man with malicious intent; some stared angrily, others mocked, but almost without exception, their hands were already on their weapons.

"That's it then."

The man in black didn't even change his tone; he simply said calmly, "Capone Bege, someone hired me to kill you. Prepare to die."

Wow, what an arrogant guy.

Sirius smiled to himself, thinking to himself, "Shouldn't an assassin strike their target with a swift and decisive blow, then disappear without a trace, regardless of success or failure?"

"Kill him!"

Almost simultaneously, all of Beki's men in black suits stood up and drew their guns.

Without any hesitation, flames began to erupt from inside the restaurant.

Snap snap snap snap snap!

Intense gunfire immediately echoed throughout the restaurant.

The people who had been hiding under the table suddenly trembled with fear.

This is terrible! The fight has actually started inside the restaurant.

The barrage of bullets gave the man in black absolutely no room to take cover.

But in fact, he made no attempt to dodge, letting the bullets hit him.

The clanging and banging sounds continued incessantly.

The bullets couldn't harm the man at all; after punching a small hole in his black robe, they bounced off and flew around as if he were made of steel.

Yamato casually flicked away a few stray bullets heading towards them, and asked with some curiosity, "Does this guy know how to use Armament Haki?"

Without Haki, an ordinary person's body simply cannot withstand bullets.

Who knows?

Sirius opened his mouth and swallowed the bullets that were coming at him.

Whether it is or not, it doesn't affect their enjoyment of the play.

"The bullets aren't working?"

Beki frowned. "Is this guy made of steel?"

He had no idea what Haki was.

Therefore, he naturally connected the dots to --

"Devil Fruit User?"

Beki's mind went blank for a moment, and she exclaimed, "You're... Daz Bones!"

"It seems I really don't need to hide my identity."

The man ripped off his black cloak, revealing his true face.

He was a young man wearing a martial arts uniform, bald, with simple features and a very calm expression.

His skin had an unusual metallic sheen.

Oh, it was him.

Sirius also knew him.