Make Our Family Great Again – Chapter 162

The conversation about the territory allocation is over.

Now it was time for Elena and me to meet the parties involved in this territory allocation.

“Alright. Shall we go then?”

“Luke, it’s fine to eat, but remember to moderate yourself.”

“Got it. I’ll eat in moderation, so no worries.”

“…You sure do know how to answer.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Elena and I moved in different directions.

I headed towards the Kambara brothers, while Elena went to the lunatic and the caporegimes gathered around him.

“….”

As the Godfather and Godmother moved in different directions, the Godfather’s other wife also began to move. Naturally, she was trying to follow the Godfather.

But the Godmother wasn’t going to let that happen.

“Felicita, come over here.”

“What? Why me?”

“Hurry up and come.”

“Ugh. I have no choice, do I?”

An invitation that was far from welcome.

It wasn’t appealing for either Felicita or Elena, but Felicita decided to go along with whatever Elena wanted.

While the two wives of the Godfather headed elsewhere, the Godfather himself was already nearing his destination.

Meanwhile, Samia Zakaya was calming his excitement over the territory allocation with a gluttonous feast.

He was shorter than a real crocodile, but he repeatedly shoved food into his long, crocodile-human mouth in a chaotic manner.

“…Are you just going to stand there? Eat properly.”

“I’m fine.”

Unlike his violent, tyrannical brother at the table, Kambara behaved with dignity. He had also finished his meal pretty quickly.

Most importantly, Kambara was aware of the nobleman approaching him.

“Damn, this ox tail has a lot of meat but tastes so…”

“What does it taste like? I heard Little Dom’s mother cooked it.”

A sudden voice came from behind.

Samia wasted no time and responded immediately.

“I think it’s the most stable flavor among the ox tails I’ve tried.”

“…Really?”

No matter how you looked at it, that wasn’t what he originally intended to say, but I thought perhaps this guy just had a peculiar palate.

According to Elena, that ox tail was the most popular dish, after all.

“Zakaya brothers. You guys are now caporegimes side by side.”

“Yes, it seems that’s what happened.”

“I’m sorry about the Greenburg issue. They didn’t go through you to inform me and Elena directly.”

“I’m fine with it.”

“Well, thanks to that, you and Gollymen have also made your way into the city center, right?”

“Yes. Something like that.”

Samia answered my question honestly.

Yeah, that sort of guy is good to have around. I do have a tendency to collect special folks, but it’s not just about that.

Usually, those involved in the underworld… how should I put it.

You often need to reinterpret everything they say and do multiple times. Trying to figure out what their true intentions are ends up exhausting me.

Of course, that trait might not be a virtue for surviving in the underworld.

“Zakaya. You should be careful, at least more than Kambara.”

“Yes? What do you mean by that….”

“Kambara’s area might be relatively safe, but who knows what could happen in your new territory.”

Rosedale South.

It’s the newly acquired territory given to the Marinelli Family, half of Greenburg. To the north, it borders Armo’s territory, and to the west, it’s next to Elder Leonhart’s territory.

To the south, whether southwest or southeast, it’s all around the Marinelli Family’s area.

Just like during the Greenburg days, the Marinelli Family would still clash with Kambara, but things might be a bit different when dealing with Luca Marinelli and his antics.

Samia’s territory, like Lumini and Elder Leonhart’s, becomes a key alley to enter from the southern to the central part of the city.

Needless to say, the Dragovich Family, along with those opposing us, would be the first to target this area or the first to be preemptively blocked out.

“And Kambara.”

“Yes, brother.”

“You idiot. Call me Godfather.”

Samia pointed out Kambara’s way of addressing me, but I was fine with it.

“….”

In the end, it was Samia who felt embarrassed. Well, from his perspective, it must have been hard to sense the distance between me and Kambara.

“Congratulations. You’re the second after Viola.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re the second caporegime to own two areas.”

“….”

Kambara seemed to have a vague understanding. He appeared genuinely flustered, and just looking at him made me smile unconsciously.

“Brother. I know it might sound weak, but this is a bit too…”

“You mean overwhelming? Or undeserved?”

“I think it’s both.”

Overwhelming and undeserved.

In fact, it was Samia who reacted even stronger to Kambara’s words. With my younger brother saying something like that at such an important juncture, I couldn’t help it.

“What’s the problem? Just handle the Academy as you always do.”

“…That may be true, but taking on my sister’s area is a bit much.”

Kambara expressed his emotions more through his facial expression than words.

“And more than anything, I lack sufficient organization members under me.”

The Wolves under Sarina would follow her to the new area, so he wasn’t wrong. The Wolves and organization members in the Academy were technically under me, not Kambara.

“But there’s Gollymen, and there are Zips too.”

I answered rather simply.

“…Zips?”

Zips. At a glance, they seem similar to gypsies, but they’re not related at all.

It’s slang referring to the elves who crossed straight from Tyrennia into this country. The origin comes from the Tyrennian elves’ preference for makeshift firearms (Zip Guns).

Anyway, from the perspective of the elves whose assimilation was somewhat complete, the Zips were a huge headache.

They unhesitatingly commit murder and crimes, and perhaps because they had less contact with the world tree revered back in their homeland, many of them seemed to be missing a screw.

Their reckless thought process, throwing the implicit rules existing in the underworld out the window…

The Tyrennian elves in the underworld disliked them.

Yet, that doesn’t mean they distanced themselves from them. There were many reasons to dislike them, but also just as many to like them.

First of all, most of the Zips lacked proper identities, making them perfectly disposable for drug trafficking or contract killings.

Moreover, unlike the elves of this country, Zips were ready to give their lives for any crime, making them almost like reserves for the underworld.

I quickly wrapped up the explanation about the Zips to the Zakaya brothers and promptly asked Samia.

“Zakaya, do you have some spare Gollymen?”

“Yes, plenty.”

“Then half can be Gollymen, and let’s fill the remaining half with suitable Zips.”

“….”

Kambara looked sad rather than pleased that his dilemma was solved in an instant.

“Don’t overthink it.”

After all, if Kambara was judged to lack the talent to manage both the Academy and his territory, the situation could change at any time.

The Felini Family. There were plenty of folks wanting to become executives in this massive organization.

*

The conversation with the Kambara brothers ended there.

Of course, before I moved on, I tried a bit of that ox tail Samia had given a not-so-bad review.

Compared to how we used to eat it in Korea, where we’d slice it thinly to the point we barely tasted it, here it was served in thick chunks.

“….”

Damn, it’s really delicious.

Tender and moist, with every bite delivering a satisfying flavor. I liked that there was enough for a hearty bite too.

But I had things to do right now, so I decided to savor more of it later.

‘Elena should be…’

Elena was currently engaging with Vanella alongside Felicita.

Since I was done with the Kambara brothers, it was now Viola’s turn.

Next to Viola were caporegimes like Antonio Alini and Jacob Dread from the northeast. Also, Elder Leonhart was there. Caporegimes like Angela and Michael, who had separate business to attend to, didn’t even come here.

Speaking of which, Granado, who was technically in the same Russo Family situation, was by Vanella’s side.

“Viola. Do you have a moment?”

“Yes, Godfather. Of course.”

Alini and Dread hurriedly stepped back, and Elder Leonhart also wheeled himself away from us.

“It seems you and the Godmother are getting along quite well.”

“Yeah. That’s what it looks like to me too.”

Viola showed no signs of nervousness in front of me. In fact, she threw out a suitable topic of conversation first.

“By the way, I expect you understand the significance of Elena and me assigning you two areas, right?”

“I’ll handle everything occurring in the northeast and my area well. You two won’t need to worry while facing Dragovich.”

It wasn’t a perfect answer, but it wasn’t bad either.

“Is Michael following Russo?”

“Yes, he’s headed to the second academy following Darius.”

Viola provided me with a detailed account of the current situation. Precise information was relayed sharply and any ambiguities were noted as possibilities.

However, throughout the process, there was an undeniable sense of viewing Michael as her subordinate.

“One thing’s bothering me.”

“Yes?”

“Viola, you’re forgetting something.”

“….”

Instead of being hasty, Viola waited for me to continue speaking. Good call; she seemed to have inherited some of her sister’s cautiousness.

“You and Michael are both on equal footing. Don’t forget that.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Godfather.”

I initially thought about being more indirect, but this didn’t seem bad either.

The conversation with Viola ended quicker than with the Zakaya brothers.

Elena and Felicita were still engaged in a conversation with Vanella. It didn’t seem like anything important, but it was clearly going to take some time.

‘Okay, then it’s that guy’s turn, right?’

Vince Lumini.

The caporegime who secured my sister Elena before anyone else and also secured my biological sister Veronica before anyone else.

“Godfather, hold on a moment.”

“Huh?”

But before I could head towards Lumini, someone approached me.

It was Sarina.

“Sarina, hang on. Let me deal with Lumini first….”

“Come on, don’t do that.”

“No, wait!”

Creeeeeak!

It seems like Sarina was targeting me just as I was targeting Lumini.