Rulers.

Third Pov

After walking for quite a while, the family finally reached their destination. It was not the throne room they had previously visited.

It was a large room with an impressive bookshelf to the left and a couch and coffee table to the right, creating a miniature livingroom on the right.

Opposite the door they entered through was a large desk with an intricate and complex design. It had three comfy looking chairs on one side and one chair on the other.

Behind the single chair was a large row of windows that illuminated the entire room.

'There he is.' Dante thought, looking at the 'twisted' old man sitting behind the desk with his trusty butler standing behind him.

'Damn, i hate him so much. Having a freaking butler and freaking rubbing it in our faces. Why do you have to take him everywhere?' Dante cried.

'Just you wait, I'll squeeze you for everything you got, then we'll see who has the last laugh. HAHAHAHAH.' Dante rejoiced.

"Hello Father, hello Sebastian." Hinata greeted. Waking Dante from his day dreaming.

"Hello Hinata, hope you slept well." Sebastian responded

"Yo S.B. You good?" Ezio followed.

"Yes Ezio, I'm doing well, can't complain." Sebastian thanked.

'Is that how a servant should speak? No young master or lady Hinata. What kind of fake butler is this?' Dante wondered.

"Old man," Ezio greeted with annoyance.

"Ah, you are here. What took you so long." The Giovanni questioned, ignoring Ezio's remark.

"Nothing, just an unexpected emergency." Hinata responded, sending a look at Dante.

Giovanni followed the look to Dante and was stunted for a second before regaining his bearing.

"All matters is that you are here. Take a seat, and let's get started." Giovanni exclaimed.

Giovanni focused his attention on Dante. Suddenly, an intimidating pressure descended on Dante. He felt like a rabbit in front of a hungry lion.

He started to panic he had never been in sure a situation before and didn't know what to do. Yeah, in their previous meeting there was an intimidating pressure, but that time it wasn't really focused on him. Now it was.

Tried to look to him parents for help but as he was about to a thought stopped him.

'What the hell are you doing?'

'Yeah, what the hell I'm I doing?' Dante questioned.

'Did I forget who I am?'

'I'm a transmigressor with wishes. I have the knowledge, skills, and talent of five of the most outstanding people in the anime. I have the potential to match the sun. I am among the very few possesses of [Conqueror's Haki].'

'And yet an old man with a little fame and power is intimidating me?'

'No.'

'Let's do this again.' Dante thought while getting comfortable. Seemingly not feeling the pressure anymore.

This change in Dante caused the ambience of the room to change. The change was perceived by all in the room.

They saw Dante go fidgety and panicked to calm and confident. It was as though the Giovanni was now the one making a request.

Ezio still relaxed and leaning back in his chair. Observe his son with a slight open eye. A proud smirk crept onto his face.

Hinata seated in a more formal and reserved posture radiating nothing but elegance and restraint. However, if one observed her face, they would see a proud and joyous smile.

Sebastian, the ever loyal statue standing behind Giovanni, had a look of interest. This change impressed him.

Giovanni, upon noticing the change paused. Retrieved his gaze and readjusted. Matching and competing with Dante's intensity.

'I should take this a bit more seriously.' Giovanni stated.

What was meant to be a simple negotiation between a child and an old man. A grandson and a grandfather.

Had turned into a meeting between leaders, kings, rulers.