Mob MC 56.2

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Chapter 56.2. I Don't Need Yakuza Relatives

There is a leaf hair ornament attached to gray hair. To say that she's pretty, Arashi has quite the aesthetic eye. He can compliment me.

In contrast to my good mood, Arashi's face is contorted and looks regretful. Why does he look regretful?

"Oh, you, Yoshiyuki, why are you living so frugally? I'm sure the money is coming in like a roar!"

"I don't think I'm frugal, do you? I think you're living within your means, but..."

Arashi shakes his finger and points at my dad with a look of disbelief. My dad replies in a calm tone of voice with a serious face. After hearing his answer, Arashi's face contorts in disbelief more and more.

We're a wealthy family, you know. My mother is a stay-at-home mom, and we have homemade rice and cakes! Maybe the richest in the world, you know.

I puff out my cheeks and glare at the thug. I know what you mean. It's all about money. I know I know what you're thinking. I'm making all this money, but the love of family is the best value. That is, this life is the best.

"If you are talking about Miu, you are misguided. I am properly saving for Miu."

"Nah, guh, I can't believe it ......, it's a wet hand, isn't it ......?"

Arashi backs away as if he were looking at a monster in front of her cool dad who tells him once and for all. Even if he wasn't a magician, my dad's personality intimidated Arashi. Even the punks have figured out how awesome my dad is. Miu smiles happily.

But there was a kid there who couldn't read the air.

"Boo-hoo, 50,000? That's cheap! That's the cost of my handkerchief. Pppp."

The thug's appendage booms something.

"I'm Takano Miu. The day after tomorrow I'll be in the fourth grade! What is your name?"

"My name is Chuya. I'm the eldest son of a count! I'm the greatest!"

He's quite a little piglet to call himself that. This is indeed the world of novels. There are characters like this that stick out like a sore thumb. They're unlike ordinary mob like me.

"Hey, you poor people! These clothes are hide-lock cashmere furs! They cost 10 million because they're magic clothes! How's that?"

"Heeh. Tamamo-chan, that's awesome. Arashi-san has his pet piglet wearing expensive clothes."

"That's true. Boo Boo, I'm in a good mood!"

With a smirk and a vile smile, the little piglet looks down on us and is overbearing. He's a little piglet. He doesn't seem to be human and can't read the air. Tamamo and I praise Arashi for being overprotective of his pet piglet.

But for some reason, the piglet turns red in the face and begins to neigh with a boo-boo. Despite the cold looks on the faces of those around him, the thug gets back on his feet, and the piglet turns his hand toward us.

"Don't make fun of me! You're a half-hearted magician who can only heal a mere graze!"

Green particles begin to gather on the furious little piglet's blubbery arms, and winds start to blow. Seriously, this guy is trying to use magic. He's too agitated.

The lawn ripples in the wind, and the wind makes his hair curl. Clothes flap in the wind, and the piglet's mouth twists into a smile.

"Look out, Miu!"

With a determined look, my mom covers me, and my dad stands between the piglet and me, trying to shield me.

Oh no. My parents, who aren't magicians, could be seriously injured even at that level!

Tamamo and the others stand there in surprise, not expecting me to use magic out of the blue. The thugs are grinning and laughing without stopping the piglets. He seems to be up to something.

"Blow him away with my magic!"

[Wind Howl]

[Throwing II]

[Bwah!]

I swing my hand as if lifting it to the slightly open line of fire. I swung my hand fast at the speed of a blink, and as soon as a slight breeze blew, something hit him in the face, and the piglet rolled over on his back.

"Guh, and, Dad, something hit me, ouch. Hurt!"

The piglet rolls on the ground, holding his nose. The piglet's rolling on the ground, holding his nose, blood running from his nose, but it is nothing serious. When the piglet braces himself, I already selected the [Fight] command.

"Was the chocolate mousse good?"

I smile as I share the treat with the piglet, narrowing my eyes. I tossed a small chocolate mousse with my Thief II martial arts [Throwing II]. I was aiming for the mouth, but I missed it. Sorry.

The game specs don't allow me to go easy on you. Consider yourself lucky that it was only chocolate mousse.

"Were you okay, Miu?"

"Yeah! The magic seems to have gone out in the middle of the game, so I'm fine!"

My mom asks with a worried look, to which I reply with a nip and a smile that I'm fine. I just gave the little piglet a snack.

"Brother! Why didn't you stop the kid? It would have been dangerous!"

My dad's blood was boiling, and when my dad angrily crowded him, Arashi didn't apologize but instead kicked him. He kicked my dad in the stomach, blew him away, and grinned.

"It's just a little kids' joke, you know. Well, you're not a magician, you don't know that. This kind of thing happens every day."

"Ugh. This can't be an everyday occurrence!"

My dad holding his stomach and unable to stand up glares at Arashi and moans and protests, but Arashi laughs sarcastically as if he doesn't know where he's going.

He's a thug, this old man.

[Minor Heal III]

I use my recovery magic on my dad, who has collapsed, thanking him for trying to help me. A faint light covered my dad and fully healed. He's not a magician, so he'll be fine with this magic. I was relieved to see my dad, whose face had been suffering, stand up because his pain was gone.

As I slip out of my mom's embrace, I speak to Arashi.

"Uncle Arashi. I see you're used to our daily joking around. Well then, can I play with you too, Uncle?"

"What, you want me to play back? You're a conceited little brat! Go ahead, go ahead and play with me."

"Well, then, I'll be my guest!"

I'm looking forward to it. I'll give it my best shot.

After all, the battle is still going on.