texas

Eh, Texas.

Hm?

Speaking of the mafia, I'm curious.

Did you used to dress like that in Siracusa?

Black suit and white shirt?

No, I wore a white tux and red shirt.

Hm... That sounds like it could look pretty good.

So you didn't dress up like everyone else?

No, I didn't.

What a maverick.

It's something the Family's key members have to do to make our power and authority known. We dressed differently from your normal Lupo lackeys.

Doesn't that make you really stand out, though? Especially when everyone's wearing all black.

You sure no one's going to just—

Bang!

Off you from a distance like that?

Most mafia bosses are concerned about safety. They'll always have someone from the Family watching potential sniper nests.

But if something like that does actually happen...

I'll slice the bolts in half myself.

Then I'll go full damnatio memoriae on their Family. Wipe the name from Siracusa.

Uhh...

Or should I say that's what I would've done?

These days... I guess it doesn't really matter anymore.

It's the boss's problem to figure out how to take care of our rivals.

All we have to do is deliver things where we're told, and maybe fight a few fights on the way. That's it.

You have a point. Yeah, you're right.

Say, how long has this traffic jam been going?

Half an hour?

This isn't going to work out if we don't get moving soon.

Look, the driver next to us is yelling at someone already.

(Slams the horn repeatedly)

(Lowers the car's window)

Hey, frickin' puk gaai, get a move on already!

What's the rush, buddy? I'm stuck here myself.

Look around you. We're all in this together.

Yiu ah nei! If my deal gets called off, I'm gonna sau nei pei!

Dai lo, I'm trying to get home to the wife too, but this is a traffic jam. Ain't no one to blame for that.

If waiting for the cars to move ain't up to your taste, why don't we play some cards?

Maybe listen to the radio. News has been interesting lately.

You @!#~@%

(Tunes radio to the traffic channel)

According to reports, two vehicles were involved in a crash on the city beltway. By the time the L.G.D. has arrived on scene, the drivers had already left the scene of the accident.

The police are currently interviewing witnesses for descriptions of the drivers and moving the vehicles off the road. All lanes of the beltway should be open again very soon.

Next up, we have another traffic report—

That sounds kinda familiar, doesn't it, Texas?

Maybe we should check up on our buddies?

(Tunes radio channel)

Hello, do you copy?

Howdy doo, Texas?

Croissant, what's going on?

(Sounds of bolts flying around)

We're gettin' robbed!

Did your car break down?

Purdy sure, but I reckon we'n fix 'er up.

Now don't you go snitchin' on me to the baws. Wanna keep my bonus fer the month, thank'yee.

Got it.

Well, I won't keep you. See you tonight.

I thought I was the only one who'd do that.

You seem to do pretty well too.

That's cause—

Ow!

Hmph...

If this traffic jam doesn't let up soon, Boss isn't going to be happy.

Exusiai, I'll take the package and go on ahead. Come as soon as the highway opens up.

Maybe I should handle the delivery.

Do you know what to say when you greet the mafia men?

Something like, 'Penguin Logistics, delivery—'

If you try to do that, it'll end up just as bad as that one night.

It's a fight. I'm not scared of them.

Are you sure about that? They're our customers this time.

If you are planning on beating them up and then having them sign for the package, I will say nothing more.

Oh... right...

And that's why it's better that I go.

At the very least, they are terrified of the name 'Texas,' and that will smooth most things over.

Here's the key.

The key? What key?

You want me to drive?!

Just for the time being.

I'll drive on the way back.

Alright!

Don't crash the car. Got it?

You can trust me to handle anything!

And I just don't...

*Sigh*...

Never mind.

I'll see you later.

Hm? How come Texas left her sword in the car?

Lungmen Markets

(Taking this alley should save me some time.)

(I'm almost to Kang Chai Street.)

(No. 8. Looks like a big warehouse. This is the place.)

(I hope I'll get to leave as soon as I have this delivered...)

No. 8, Kang Chai Street, Lungmen Markets

Hm?

Texas?!

S-Stop! Not a step further!

(They switched to rubber arrowheads. Looks like they're starting to follow the rules.)

I'm only here for a delivery.

Leave it there. We'll have someone come take it.

I need to deliver it to the addressee and have it signed for. Only then can I leave.

(Whispers) Hey, what should we do?