Make Our Family Great Again – Chapter 54

The whereabouts of my biological sister, as revealed by Felicita.

It was quite provocative and shocking, but… taking a moment to calm my mind, my thoughts changed. The only certainty was that there was nothing definite.

“Feli, what do you intend by telling me this?”

“If you want, I can keep looking into it.”

“I appreciate the sentiment, but…”

“I know, it’s not a connection that means much to you. But still, she could be the last family you have.”

“Elena is enough for family.”

“She seems to want to be treated as more than just family.”

“Feli, a wife is family too.”

What Felicita meant wasn’t quite that, but I just brushed it off for now.

To be more precise about her words, it was more accurate to say I’m being treated as a ‘woman’ rather than as a ‘wife’.

“Luke, how can you ignore a woman who might be your husband’s sister?”

“…Alright.”

Felicita knew how to handle me all too well. What husband could refuse such words from a lovely wife?

“I knew you would allow it.”

She leaned in closer, trying to kiss me. I carefully wrapped my arms around her waist and responded to the kiss.

“But don’t tell Elena.”

“Why? Is it because that fake sister might get jealous?”

“Feli, don’t refer to Elena like that.”

Felicita often showed her emotions easily when it came to matters regarding Elena. Usually calm and exuding intelligence.

“Luke, isn’t hiding it a form of deception?”

She had a point. However, I was confused about what Felicita’s intention was in saying that.

“We should get going.”

“Your sister does have a lack of patience.”

Felicita didn’t forget what I had said moments ago. At least this time, she didn’t mention anything about being fake.

When we arrived late at the restaurant, Elena looked at us with half-lidded eyes.

“Where have you been all this time?”

“Why don’t you cultivate a bit of patience?”

“You should cultivate some basic dining etiquette! Can’t you see how late it is?”

This time, Elena’s argument seemed more logical. Felicita, seemingly aware of that, didn’t argue further.

“We had some important talk.”

“What was it about?”

“It isn’t something you’d feel good hearing…”

“Luke, what nonsense is she spouting again?”

“Calm down, Elena. Felicita was the one who said you needed to know this first.”

“….”

Even after hearing my words, Elena couldn’t shake her suspicion towards Felicita.

“Feli, show Elena the photo.”

“Here it is.”

Elena checked the color photo Felicita handed over.

Her gaze didn’t waver even slightly, suggesting she couldn’t comprehend what we intended to convey.

“What’s so special about this photo?”

“Elena, you probably know this better than I do.”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you ever seen someone with the same hair color as Luke in your life?”

Elena frowned at Felicita’s question, as if confused by the strangeness of it.

“Is my hair just decoration?”

“…Yours is dyed.”

As Elena casually adjusted her hair, I immediately replied. Felicita looked as if she would have cursed if I hadn’t spoken up first.

“I was just joking.”

“So, have you seen one or not?”

“I don’t recall ever seeing one.”

Elena answered seriously to Felicita’s inquiries.

A light beige color. To be honest, it was a color achievable through bleaching in the world I came from.

However, while black-and-white TVs were present, color TVs were still absent in this world, making such hair color rare.

“What about you, Luke?”

“My memory is a bit hazy, but I’ve definitely never seen one.”

I couldn’t possibly remember every person I had encountered while living in this world. However, if I had seen someone with a unique hair color like mine, I would have definitely remembered.

“Alright, then take another look at the photo.”

“….”

It seemed Elena sensed something about the woman in the photo.

“She has the same hair color as Luke, and she’s the same race—an elf. Could this be a coincidence?”

“…It must be a coincidence. But why is that woman wearing a mask?”

Elena pointed to the woman in the photo and asked. Honestly, I had the same reaction.

“Can’t you see? She’s part of Carmen Family. That means she’s Rita Carmen’s subordinate.”

“So, you’re saying… Luke has a biological sister, and that sister happens to be under that woman’s command? Do you think that makes any sense?”

“A godfather taking an interest in his adopted son’s family—that’s exactly the kind of terrible thing she’s likely to concoct.”

“….”

At least I couldn’t deny the point regarding what Felicita had said.

Rita Carmen.

That woman loved our father.

My father and Rita Carmen were respectively the heads of the Wolf and Spider, tools of the Five Families. Perhaps it stemmed from a sense of shared purpose.

Of course, when my father married Elena’s mother, Rita Carmen’s first love ended in heartbreak.

Heartbroken, Carmen became an enemy overnight, turning from my father’s comrade to his foe.

After taking over the Marmala Family, she and the Spider became part of the Five Families and resisted my father, ultimately surrendering.

Given this tangled web of affection and animosity, it was no wonder that she could be behind the assassination of my father.

“That creepy woman could very well pull something like that off.”

“So what? There’s nothing certain here.”

Even after hearing my response, Elena maintained her prior attitude. She then asked Felicita where she got this information.

“From the Rat Hole.”

“What? You’re causing a commotion just based on what those Rat Hole guys said?”

“Don’t worry. Since Luke allowed it, I’m planning to keep checking if that woman really is Luke’s sister.”

“…Luke?”

“Is it so bad to check just once?”

Elena quickly turned back to me when she heard that I permitted it. There was a profound sense of betrayal in her expression.

I tried to gently comfort and persuade her. After all, Elena was truly my family, more so than the vague sister I hadn’t even known existed.

“…Fine.”

“And there’s one more thing. Along with the photo you just saw, it’s also information we got from the Rat Hole.”

“What else is there?”

It seemed there was something she hadn’t told me yet. My two wives and I proceeded to order our meal while listening to Felicita.

“It seems that African gangs are moving into the southern part of the city.”

“Now it seems like anyone and everyone is piling in.”

Elena finished my thoughts. While this matter wasn’t directly related to the Felini Family, it was different for the Marinelli Family.

*

While we were discussing the African gangs.

The leader of the Nun Robber Gang was listening to what Vanella had to say about what was to come.

“…What does that even mean?”

“What do you mean, what does it mean? You heard everything earlier.”

Vanella replied with a more relaxed demeanor than when she first met her.

“The Godmother has given her blessing.”

“The Godmother?”

“The daughter of the deceased Godfather. The boss of the Felini Family.”

The title Vanella used was a novel term crafted to suit Elena Felini’s gender.

“We have orphanages that our family operates. All you and your sisters need to do is help run them.”

“….”

“You don’t have to die, and we won’t spill blood either. Isn’t that a good outcome for everyone?”

“This isn’t an ordinary orphanage, is it?”

“Right. As you said, it’s not a regular orphanage. It can be seen as a tax haven. Normally, institutions like orphanages have reduced tax burdens.”

Vanella mentioned another famous entity associated with the Felini Family—the Wolf, notorious as executioners for the Five Families.

“What does an orphanage have to do with the Wolf?”

“The kids we identify as promising end up becoming Wolves.”

“…Are you asking us to assist with something like that?”

“Is it fine to kill people, but not to help the orphans become Wolves?”

Vanella, while generally respectful towards her woman, responded with a look of disbelief.

“We only killed the bank guys. They were the ones exploiting the common folk.”

“Not every child becomes a Wolf. Only a select few are chosen.”

Most importantly, Vanella emphasized the most crucial part.

“The Godmother has given you two choices. You can go on living while helping us at the orphanages, or you can die at our hands. Even if you survive by some stroke of luck, the Financial King and the religious community won’t let you off the hook easily, you know?”

“….”

Vanella made it clear as to who was behind this whole scheme to persuade her.

The Financial King, J.P. Hagen, and the religious community of Hebili. Taking on the Felini Family in direct confrontation was impossible for the Nun Robber Gang.

“Alright. I’ll do it.”

“Good, you made the right choice!”

The leader of the robbers swiftly concluded the decision, considering her life and her sisters’.

There’s a saying that goes, “A flea on the nape of the neck is better than a funeral bouquet.”

“But do you think Hagen and the religious community will just let us be?”

“You don’t need to worry about that. The Godmother will handle it.”

Vanella did not know how Elena and Luke would justify their actions to Hagen and the religious community.

But what was certain was that she had successfully persuaded the boss on how to utilize the Nun Robber Gang, and the boss had granted permission. The subsequent matters would be managed by the boss and the underboss as they’d see fit.

“Let’s move locations for now.”

With that, Vanella and her followers began to transfer the Nun Robber Gang to the orphanages located in the eastern part of the city under the cover of night.

Lumini and his followers helped control the scene, but the relocation of the gang was completely left to Vanella’s side.

The Nun Robber Gang numbered around thirty individuals. These individuals were scattered across various orphanages operated by those related to the Felini Family.

To ensure they couldn’t masquerade as nuns ever again, everything associated with their nun days, including their attire, was disposed of.

While those things unfolded elsewhere in the city.

At Lupus Carlton Hotel, my two wives and I had finished dinner and were returning to our respective rooms.

Tonight was a night shared with Elena.

As soon as I stepped into the room, Elena immediately asked, as if it was a given.

“Luke, should we do it again tonight?”

“…I can hardly believe you were a virgin just a short while ago.”

“So are you going to do it or not?”

“Of course.”

On the top floor of the hotel. From that height, the cityscape, the endless night sky, and the night sea came into view.

Making love against such a magnificent backdrop felt delightful. However… I sensed some restlessness from Elena throughout.

“Elena, you don’t need to worry too much.”

“….”

I couldn’t precisely tell what it was that she was concerned about.

Was it the fact that Felicita was pregnant? Or that there might be a biological sister out there?

Since Elena and I were steadily maintaining our relationship, it was certain that a child would naturally come along. It just needed some time.

After calming Elena down, I somehow dozed off without realizing it. When the morning sun began to tickle my eyes, I finally woke up.

However, I never imagined I would be asleep on top of Elena’s body.