19 After That

"Aren't there any other intruders besides him, Jean?" Alyosha asked one of her subordinates.

"I'm sure there aren't any more. We've searched all parts of the mansion and couldn't find anyone else," replied the navy blue haired person named Jean.

"This is odd," she said. She turned and looked out of the mansion through the large window in front of her. "Nothing missing. Just a revenge attack? I don't think 'plural' is that reckless."

"I will investigate further 'Plural' is not the only syndicate that has crossed and active on the Swiss black market in the last few days after you marketed your latest weapon. There's a lot of possibilities that could happen."

"The sign," Alyosha muttered.

"Why Sir?" asked Jean.

"Nothing. look for someone named Jigger Shaun. For more details, submit the data to me this afternoon. I have plenty of time today."

"Okay Sir, I'll excuse myself." Jean immediately excused herself and left from there. In accordance with Alyosha's orders which required her to get data about the person named Jigger Shaun.

Alyosha opened the door to her balcony. Stand up and grip tightly on the balcony barrier. It was an insult, but she knew it was a provocation. She wasn't a petty-brained fish that would declare a showdown just because of a reckless attack like earlier.

"Ekhem."

A man in a neat suit cleared his throat and stood tall behind Alyosha. He is basically always authoritative and has a strong posture, so even when he stands relaxed he will look like a king who invites the queen to dance.

Even though she knew her brother was standing there, she remained indifferent. Her habit sometimes made her brother want to kick her off the balcony if they weren't siblings. Very funny.

"You're throwing a tantrum again," Elisio said.

"Me, you say?" replied Alyosha did not accept. "I only shot twelve of his men who were brandishing revolvers in front of my breastswhat are they doing."

Elisio frowned, he knew that the dark business world was often filled with crooks and jerks whose brains were nothing more than sex and dirty money. But pointing a gun in front of a woman's breasts sounded funny to Elisio's ears. laughter almost escaped Elisio's mouth.

Apparently a country as clean as Switzerland has been touched by many lower middle class syndicates now. It is evident from the many roots of 'Plural' that spread to it. Alyosha's equivalent crime syndicate and the 'Plural' syndicate wouldn't have liked to attack bars like this were it not for a big feud.

After all, losing ten or twenty men was only a small part of their daily life.

"Err... excuse me..sorry to interrupt your conversation," said Ryou. "I'm sorry excuse me, it's not good if I keep interrupting here."

Elisio's neat eyebrows rose to the side, he glanced at Ryou. If what he glanced at was a girl, she would have taken off her clothes by now.

He couldn't help but smile awkwardly when the two brothers glanced at him with their pointed eyes. Like a wolf's eye that turns to a weak rabbit begging for mercy.

"Why not just here?" Elisio asked. He deliberately said it out loud. waiting for the reaction of his sister who is easily emotional.

"What do you mean? That bully will only make a mess here. Look at his stupid face, he looks like an idiot," said Alyosha.

Apparently the Italian woman has started to lose her manners. Seen from the vocabulary that is not filtered at all.

Because the label of a mafia is attached to her, making the woman more clear in her speech. Luckily the man in front of the two of them was an overly forgiving person.

"But you're sighing because of him," said Elisio lightly. He then leaned against the balcony railing. "Who knows you might end up spending more healthy sports with him in the future."

Like six-year-old siblings, now they are wrestling again on the balcony of the third floor. Ryou, like an observer of a wrestling event, immediately tried to separate the two of them. The authority of a mafia boss and a giant company boss immediately wears off when they see their shameful behavior.

Regard was about to tell the three of them that dinner was ready and served in the dining room. But his intention was undone when he saw the orange-haired person still wrestling on the balcony floor. If there was a whistle he would blow it and encourage them both to get serious about punching each other.

Stop this stupidity. it's still a mystery why a company as complex and big as theirs can run smoothly and continue to grow if they both have traits like elementary school children.

"Sir Ryou, you don't have to trouble yourself. This has become a habit for the two of themit would be even weirder if they got along more than a whole day," said Regard interrupting Ryou who was breaking up Alyosha and Elisio.

"Ekhem. Master Alyosha, Master Elisio," said Regard.

Silence, the two of them stopped with their hands still in the air. the two fists were ready to aim at each other's faces from their wrestling opponents.

"What?" asked Elisio and Alyosha in unison. In addition to not getting along very well, apparently they are very compact and of one heart.

"Dinner is ready," said Regard shortly. with a polite bow he said so and stood up straight again.

The two of them then got up and patted their clothes to dust them off. But even so, the glossy white floor actually didn't leave any stains or fine dust on their clothes. It's just to get rid of the awkward feeling, so they act like that.

"Okay, you can go. We'll be there in a moment," said Alyosha, telling Regard to walk away gently.

"You're not ashamed are you. You are thirty years old but still act like a three year old child," Elisio sneered. Even though he was the same as Alyosha, only he was unconscious. "Come on Ryou, you must be hungry. Waiting for my sister will make your intestines scream out loud with hunger."

Alyosha gaped in disbelief, who actually owns the house here? herself? Elisio? or Ryou? she was always treated like that.

Is it not true in front of Elisio's statement that women are always right?

Forget about that. now the three of them were on a large and luxurious dining table with a variety of appetizing dishes displayed there.

The sound of clinking cutlery clashing very regularly, there was no sound of conversation there. Maybe it was the table manners of the three of them. It just so happened that Ryou himself didn't get used to eating while talking either. And he also took an example from Alyosha and Elisio who remained silent while uploading their dish.

But something funny happened.