CLAN KITCHEN*

Almost every one of the mobsters had already eaten dinner, and as they returned the plates to the kitchen, Lady Celesta washed them in the zinc bowl.

It’s a lot of work, but it’s like she was born for this.

She’s used to it.

Angelika sat on the kitchen island, playing with her bunch of sunflowers while humming a song.

Lady Celesta looked back at her and smiled.

“Do you want candy?” she asked.

“Yes!!” Angelika squealed.

“And here it is!” Bullet came into the kitchen with Blaze.

“Bullet!” Angelika gasped, and Bullet chuckled before hugging her.

“You didn’t tell me Angelika is back,” she said.

“The school...