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(Whispers) Let's ask her who it's for first.

We'll call the addressee and have them come out. Gimme the name.

Enrico.

Boss?!

(Whispers) Hey!

Uhh—*Cough*!

Wait here. I'll bring Mr. Enrico out right away.

(Whispers) Hang in there. I'll be back soon.

T-Texas... ma'am...

Hm?

You don't have any weapons on you, right?

None at all.

You won't pull out an Originium sword and kill us all, will you?

Just like when you offed the whole Conte Family?

You know the rules here. Lungmen's rules.

Right. Yes, you're right.

(Phew, thank goodness...)

Mr. Enrico, this way.

I'm Enrico, Signora Texas.

I heard you have something for me.

That's right. A delivery.

It's from the Rat King. Please sign for it.

Rat King?

Alright. Let me see it.

(Opens the package)

My...

Yes, this is from the Rat King.

Where do I sign?

Right here. On the bottom right.

Very well—Here.

Now then—

Please spare me a moment, Signora Texas.

That's a title for the Family leadership back in Siracusa, not me.

Call me Texas.

Right, sure, Texas.

As you can see, it has been years since my brothers and I came here to Lungmen.

A while ago, Capone and Gambino got themselves pushed out of the city... they challenged the authority here, and got what came to them. That got me pushed up to lead the Family.

I want to ask your advice. If you would, please come inside for a chat.

I'm afraid I don't have much advice for you.

I'm all ears.

Will you and your brothers ever go back to Siracusa?

Hoh, we'll most likely stay here in Lungmen.

There is nothing waiting for us in Siracusa. Just the Sicilian bosslady's henchmen waiting to kill us.

In that case, you might want to give up on living like a Siracusan.

Try to live like a Lungmenite.

Hmm...

I'm sure you know much better than anyone else whether fights between families work here.

Whether you are from Higashi, Ursus, or Siracusa, if you want to settle down here, there is only one way.

Be a Lungmenite.

You aren't the first ones to come here, and you won't be the last.

Gang members come and go. In the end, the only ones that will remain are Lungmenite.

That's all I'm going to tell you.

Farewell.

Texas.

Hm?

Are you a Lungmenite?

Maybe.

But I will go back one day.

*Rattle*

*Beep*—*beep*—!

What's that sound...?

Is it coming from the box?

Hey, done already?

Yeah.

I thought you'd be back by the time the road opened.

We had a little chat.

I didn't know you knew how to make conversation.

I was just trying to keep them from giving the boss any more trouble. That's all.

Really? Sounds like they're pretty amenable.

But, eh, look behind you. What's with these guys running outside?

Like, they're coming after you, aren't they? They don't seem very friendly to me.

There's a small problem...

I heard a noise when I was leaving. Looks like the boss made... a few modifications before handing the package over to us.

What do we do now? Fight them?

Fight them? Just go!

This entire neighborhood is full of mafiosos. Do you want the boss to dock your pay for another car?

Oh, right.

Give me the keys. Let's go!

Haah—

Eurill's a bigass cow, but he knows his wine, I'll give him that.

Once we're done with the vinyls, Imma get a few more crates from him.

Took your sweet time, didn't you? The vinyl damn near grew legs and walked up here.

Wasn't the package for the mafia from the Rat King?

Yeah, it's the crusty rat's goods. I made a few tweaks to it.

Those bitches in black think they can get away with blowing up my vinyl collection?

They gonna think again.

So, Texas, did the punks freak when they heard me rappin' after that countdown?

None at all.

They didn't? No way!

I wrote this one special for those clowns. Even grabbed me a random Lupo off the street and tried it out on him before hittin' the booth. He didn't last five seconds.

Your rap didn't knock them out. Actually, they started chasing us after a few verses.

We drove all across Lungmen for the better part of the day just to get away from them.

Gotta be your problem.

I figured your average delivery time and worked it into the plan.

I had a few extra minutes of nothin' in there when I was recording and then gave that delay button a few taps just to give you two time to get away.

Oh, I got it.

Did that Lupo ask you something 'cause of your name again?

See, I thought of that. You see how my mind works?

They got no idea. I prepped that warm-up just for them.

After a wild, intense chase, they go home and listen to this badass tape.