I had to admit, the previous Kayson side plot had left me a little traumatized, so I'd developed a habit. Whenever I wrote a side story now, I would clearly warn you all beforehand. The following plot was relatively short and had a clear outline, so feel free to read without worry.
Also, the Brotherhood of the Sacred Blood I came up with on the spur of the moment last chapter—after a reader pointed it out, I specifically looked it up, and Warhammer 40,000 really did have a fucking Brotherhood of the Sacred Blood. So I changed it to the Brotherhood of the Temple.
We worked in the dark; readers, fill in the blanks.
Fine, it was just a name cobbled together from the Knights Templar and the Brotherhood of Assassins.
Chew chew chew...
"Can the four of us really finish nine extra-large pizzas?" Harry looked helplessly at the sea of pizzas before him.
"What could we do... Who the hell knew we'd run into the Mafia just from coming out for pizza?" Lupin said miserably.
This was how it happened...
After Kayson and the others ordered the Italian High Blood Pressure Set Meal, an unnamed Mafia godfather who had been enjoying authentic Italian pizza in the corner kindly invited the four of them over to his table. He thoughtfully ordered them nine kinds of the most authentic, largest Italian pizzas, along with four huge pots of espresso.
He even kindly paid the bill for them. His only request was that they finish every last bit of the pizza and coffee...
"I seriously doubt... Holy shit? Where did the pizza go?" Harry had been complaining bitterly one second, then watched three of the nine pizzas vanish in the blink of an eye the next.
"Huh? Did you think I wouldn't