〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 45: 1995 - Pesci.

Naples, Italy. June 14th, 1995.

Pesci was the last member to join la Squadra. And he was, without a doubt, the least qualified of them all. And he knew that very well. Thus, he would do everything to obtain his capo's validation, seeking to help her by all means. So she knew he would always be under her feet. And Prosciutto was never far away, watching the one he considered almost like his little brother, since Pesci had made him his role model.

"Pesci!" his elder barked. "Be more flexible on the wrist! That's not convincing enough for Mamma to want to keep you with us!

- Y-Yes !!"

Pesci's Stand, Beach Boy, was at first glance just a fishing rod, but it had the power to be formidable. However, the least he could do was to learn how to use it properly. (Y/N) sighed as she saw the hook get stuck in a tree. She lit a cigarette.

"Still have a lot of ground to cover..."

- Give him a chance, Mamma. I'm sure he will be useful to us.

- I hope so. You know what I'm supposed to reserve for him if he never gets better.

- He'll pull himself together. He's just a little slow.

- Mmh, that's the least we can say."

Bells tinkled a few feet behind her and she turned around immediately. Risotto had just returned from a mission, accompanied by Ghiaccio and Formaggio. He smiled at her, she smiled at him, and she looked away again at Pesci's laborious training. Suddenly, arms hugged her from behind and she almost jumped. But she immediately recognized the scent that accompanied those arms.

"Yes, Mel?

- Mamma, I need to talk to you. This is important.

- Hm. In five minutes, in my office.

- Thank you, amore."

He chuckled and she rolled her eyes. Melone had grown up well, and she was especially proud of what he had become. A jovial young man, especially applied in his work, even though his lustful side still had this bad habit of showing up from time to time. She couldn't blame him, she only knew too well where he came from and what he had been through. Prosciutto barely glanced at him, and Melone licked his lips before walking away. (Y/N) found him five minutes later, already sitting at her desk. He smiled broadly as he saw her enter.

"Mamma, do you know how much I love you?"

- ... What nonsense have you done this time?

- Hey!"

She sat down at her desk and he immediately came to sit on her lap. She had given him this bad habit from the beginning, so it was a little late to stop him. But he cooed, making puppy eyes, and she knew very well that something was wrong.

"Come on, Mel. Tell me what's going on.

- Promise me not to get mad..."

She hated having to promise that, the news that followed was seldom gratifying. So she didn't answer. She just stared at him with a cold look and he shivered.

"Promise me?

- Speak.

- Maybe I investigated you?"

- How come?

- I didn't want to break the rules, I swear! It's just that... After all this time together, I wanted to at least prepare something for your birthday!"

She blinked slowly, no expression on her face, and he just shivered a little more. She was terrifying when she'd take her capo face, not just her natural Mamma mask. In a cold, almost threatening voice, she asked,