God of Crime: Strongest Mafia Boss

While Adam and the others prepare themselves to board the plane heading to Paris, France for fortheir mission, a certain someone is having great difficulty dealing with a shadow from their past.

"Heh. So… the crybaby's here. How has it been since the last time we met?"

Standing in front of her house, Cecilia was sporting what could only be called a teasing smile as she gazed at the maid who came out of the car alongside Fedora and Natasha.

"Crybaby?"

Fedora looked up toward Aleksandra, an incredulous look plastered on her face, whose own prim and proper smile started twitching ever so slightly once she heard Cecilia speak. The gloom that was practically omnipresent in her eyes shaved off ever so slightly as her incredulous look was changed to a look of curiosity as she survein her eyes left slightly and were replaced by undeniable curiosity.

Aleksandra had many nicknames. But most of them evoked fear and respect as well as awe. Certainly not something as embarrassing as Crybaby.

"Oh, she didn't tell you about it? Then again, I am not surprised. It must be quite embarrassing;"

"Miss Kaminari. I see that your sense of humor is as sharp as ever."

"You can call me Gospel. I like that name more. Anyway. I won't tease you much more, don't worry."

"I am grateful."

Cecilia snickered and looked at the two princesses. Only a few days went by since the last time she saw them but the changes in them were…Astonishing to say the least.

"Good. Good. I cannot make a full evaluation. But indeed. You two have a great potential simply waiting to be unearthed. This is pleasing to see."

Natasha approached a little and bowed slightly, "Thank you for accepting us. I know you did not have to we will…"

"Yeah, yeah yeah, no need to go all formal on me, and if it's money you wanna talk about then no need to bother. I don't need to tell you that no amount of money can buy the tutelage of a zodiac, right?"

Cecilia stopped Natasha from continuing, "My baby son has been all grown up lately and doesn't need me anymore. So I was quite happy that he requested this of me."

Cecilia had been surprised when Adam asked her to train two werewolves but she was not against it. She knew that Natasha was his lover and that Fedora owed him her life.

'This was something I would have never imagined doing two decades ago.'

She had never been all hate on supernatural but after killing so many of them, it was hard to say that she had ever felt goodwill toward them.

This was one of the mysteries of life. Ever changing and flowing. Never statics.

"Well, will you guys enter, I feel like the bad guys by keeping you outside like this."

Cecilia snickered and approached Natasha before hugging her slightly, "Before we start training, I have a few, well…Many questions in fact for you. The last girlfriend my son had was batshit crazy. So I have to be sure."

She brought them to her house. She didn't know what kind of experience Adam would have in France but she hoped that, whatever it was, it would help him in growing stronger and would not break him.

'I am getting emotional now.'

There was not much she could do to help him this time and she knew this was a feeling she would have to get used to in the long run.

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Meanwhile in the LAPPD,

Theresa finished working on some important documents and the reports about the events of the last night. Her current position was in quite jeopardy. After all, just after becoming a Director, events after events happened and she was helpless. Worst was, even the case of her predecessor's assassination went nowhere as they did not have any clues to use and follow.

"Ugh ~I am beat. Makoto, would you like some hot chocolate?"

She waited for a second only to realize that…Makoto was not there.

"Oh…"

Theresa stopped herself. She had forgotten that Makoto had gone on a mission overseas.

"This feels weird."

She muttered to herself. Realizing that for the first time in a very long while…She was once again alone.

"What should I do?"

Theresa spoke to herself. She did not like being alone. This was the ground for many bad thoughts to sprout in her mind and she hated being that vulnerable.

Makoto had been a constant addition in her life for so long that she had started to feel like someone who would never go away.

"I guess all children must grow up."

This would be her first very big mission without having a powerhouse hovering behind her back. Perhaps only such things could help Makoto grow stronger and break her limits.

"Should I visit sis?"

She wondered. She had much to talk to Cecilia about. This was perfect the moment to do so.

Once her thoughts reached this, she nodded and stood up. She would visit her sister and have a good time. She didn't have to stay here alone like some pitiful woman.

"Also not everything was bad."

Makoto wasn't the only one who was gone. The same went for Adam, her nephew with whom she had barely any contact and Theresa had a feeling.

Soon…The current director of the Paris Paranormal Department would understand what it feels like to have the Calamity alarm sound in your district.

She had to say. This was not a great feeling. But this was not her problem anymore, was it?

"Poor bastards…"

She simply hoped he would be smart enough and move all civilians as fast as possible before anything big started otherwise…

"Well. Who knows? Perhaps I am wrong and nothing will happen?"

She laughed as she said this out loud and left.

She was already sure deep down that Adam was a trouble magnet or rather that he was attracted to places where troubles happened.

This was nothing new to her. Mei was like this and so was Cecilia in the past.

Perhaps it ran in the family.