American variety show: The Godfather, the Peace Ambassador, what the heck?

Chapter 6 Defending Peace with Face
Looking at the effects described by the lucky halo, Luca was completely stunned.

This skill is so overpowered that it can resolve any trouble that may arise, although there may be some twists and turns.

Trouble? What trouble could there be? No matter how big the trouble, it's not a problem! We can always resolve it in the end.

Isn't this the protagonist's halo that every main character needs?

Luca immediately made up his mind: he had to get his hands on it! He absolutely had to get his hands on the Lucky Aura!
However, the stronger the skill, the more demanding the learning requirements become. In addition to needing a large number of skill fragments, it is also necessary to cultivate the bond to the highest level of symbiosis.

Symbiosis is a bond that goes on a higher level than that of family or partners.

"Symbiosis, soulmates, does Leon and Mathilda's relationship in the original story count as symbiosis?" Luca rubbed his temples, somewhat puzzled.

According to the system description, symbiosis represents a high degree of spiritual compatibility, with lifestyle habits and life goals completely synchronized, achieving an intimacy akin to that of soulmates.

It seems a bit far off, let's build up our bond step by step first.
Both the Lucky Aura and Forbidden Dependence skills require a symbiotic bond to be learned.

You could consider learning other skills first.

Speaking of the Trauma Mark skill, isn't it a bit too abstract? Only dead people can increase combat power, and the dead person must be someone with a relationship of more than one's partner.

This damn Luca thinks that even without this skill, if his family and partner were killed, his fighting power would explode in a fit of rage.

Currently, the only skills that are relatively easy to learn are harmless disguise and dexterity.

You can learn it through the bond with a close friend, and the required skill fragments are not many.

And the bond between the two at present
[Bond: Follow]

After getting to know each other, the bond progressed from strangers to acquaintances, but they are still far from being close friends, and they can't even be considered casual acquaintances right now.

Comrades, we still need to work harder!

However, building a good relationship with a withdrawn and troubled girl like Matilda is obviously not an easy task.

Matilda lives in a blended family and suffers long-term domestic violence. Her biological father is an addict and drug dealer, her stepmother is a chicken, and her half-sister often beats her to maintain her sister's position in the family. This extremely harsh environment forces her to develop a level of vigilance beyond her years.

Moreover, the little girl is unusually precocious, smoking, having bad breath, imitating adult attire, and habitually lying. She is filling the emotional void in her heart in an extremely unconventional way.

poor child.

The next two days were uneventful.

Luca maintained his regular routine, going out to collect debts during the day, stopping by Uncle Biao's supermarket to have a couple of cups of tea and catch up with him, and spending his evenings in bars, chatting, drinking, and gambling with his family brothers.

Occasionally, he would also help the family deliver fish, bury a few people, and maintain peace in the community.

—Luca Old Mo, I want to eat fish. Greco.

Over the course of two days, Luca accumulated another 9 skill fragments.

Matilda and Luca had become acquainted for the first time. When they met in the corridor, they would chat politely for a few minutes, but most of the time it was Matilda who asked Luca questions. She seemed very curious about Luca's background.

As for Stan, there are still no clear clues. Nobody knows where that bastard hid the drugs. Henry and Jimmy have been searching for a long time but haven't found anything, and neither Marigio nor his family has any leads.

It was as if the drugs had vanished into thin air.

But Luca knew that some of the drugs were definitely with Matilda's father.

That evening, at Matilda's house.

Wearing thick gloves, Matilda reached into the oven and took out the baked cookies and biscuits.

The rich aroma of milk wafted over, and Matilda couldn't help but smile happily.

She spent half an afternoon making this.

She carefully packed all the snacks into a bag, then returned to her room and retrieved her neatly packed first-aid kit.

As they passed through the living room, Isa, who was practicing yoga, saw her sister carrying large bags and asked curiously, "Matilda, where are you going?"

"You can't control it."

"Hey, don't even think about running away! Norman told me to keep an eye on you while you do your homework before he left. Have you finished?"

"I finished writing it a long time ago."

Matilda raised her little head and said, "Isn't it just what you want me to do? At least you won't have to worry about me taking the TV remote. Go practice your aerobics and then go seduce those naive boys at your school."

Isa looked furious: "Bitch!"

Matilda ran away after complaining, leaving Isabella chasing after her in anger. This was a common scene at home; the sisters often fought, but Matilda could never beat her older sister.

The two chased each other all the way to the gate. Matilda went straight to the opposite door and banged on it loudly, "Luca! Luca! Open the door! Someone's going to hit me!"

"Bitch! Even God couldn't save you today." *Snap!*

The door opened, and Luca walked out with a puzzled look on his face.

Isa froze instantly: "Oh, my God!"

Matilda dashed up behind Luca, peeking out with only her head peeking out to make a face at her sister.

This was the first time Isa had met Luca, her new neighbor who was always out early and back late, and whose whereabouts were rarely seen.

When Isa saw Luca's face, which was even more handsome than a movie star, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly. All the anger she felt towards her sister had been forgotten, and all she could see was the desire for the handsome man.

Holy crap! This is so cool! Why didn't I discover this new neighbor sooner?!
She immediately realized she had been a bit out of line, so she quickly flashed a bright, gentle smile and waved her hand in greeting:

"Hi~~"

She swayed her hips as she approached, smiling more gently than Matilda had ever seen her. "Are you the new neighbor who just moved in? I'm Matilda's sister, my name is Isa."

Matilda silently rolled her eyes.

What a flirtatious woman, she can't resist a handsome guy.

Luca nodded politely, but was somewhat disappointed to find that the system was completely unresponsive and no character card had popped up.

A complete nobody, not even worthy of a character card?

That's true. In the original storyline, he only appeared in a few scenes and was quickly killed by Stan's shot.

"Luca, Isa is going to hit me!" Matilda cried out like a child reporting to a teacher. "She even called me a bitch!"

"Bitch!" Isha cursed under her breath. "Shut the hell up! Don't ruin my image!"
“It’s a misunderstanding, it was just a little joke.” Isa quickly explained to Luca, her tone incredibly gentle, which made Matilda roll her eyes.

Luca wanted to roll his eyes too. Did they really think I was a domestic violence mediator?
He glanced back at the little girl, and seeing that she wasn't hurt, he turned back to Isa and said, "It seems Matilda doesn't like jokes like that. I think she needs more respect."

"Of course, I will definitely respect my sister, you."

"You can call me Luca."

“Luca, please believe me, it’s not what you see. I just wanted to urge Matilda to finish her homework.”

“I finished writing it a long time ago!” Matilda retorted loudly, showing no respect for her sister.

Isa was so angry she wanted to beat her sister up, but looking at Luca's handsome, mature, and masculine face, she realized that prioritizing romance over friendship wasn't such a difficult thing.

"Then you should have explained it to me clearly. I thought you wanted to sneak out to play."

Isa tried to use a gentle tone to show her sisterly concern. She then said to Luca, "Children always like to find excuses to avoid their studies. I don't really want to put too much pressure on Matilda, but it is my responsibility as her older sister to urge her to complete her studies. I hope she can achieve excellent results at school."

I can't believe you! Luca really wants to spit out this rant. If you had treated Matilda even a little better, she wouldn't have become this kind of troubled girl.

Luca was too lazy to expose Isa's lie; if she wanted to pretend, he'd let her.

Luca was just wondering what excuse he could come up with to sneak into Matilda's house with the listening device.

Isn’t this opportunity coming?

He glanced back and saw that the little brat had already gone into his room. He turned to Isa and said, "I can tell you really care about Matilda. But she probably doesn't want to see you right now. Why don't you let her stay here for a while? I'll bring her back after she calms down."

"You've gone to so much trouble."

"It's nothing. I used to have a naughty younger sister, and I know how to get along with them."

Looking at Luca's handsome and mature face and gentle smile, Isa suddenly realized that her sister was right; those boys at school were indeed not very good.

The two chatted for a few more minutes before Isha reluctantly said goodbye and left. She wanted to go inside and sit for a while, but her sister was inside and might badmouth her again.

Forget it.

There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

However, Matilda seems to have a good relationship with Luca, so what if Matilda speaks ill of him to Luca?
No, no, it seems I really need to make up for my relationship with my sister.

You stopped a case of domestic violence and helped Isabella begin to change her attitude towards Matilda. You upheld peace in your neighbor's family!

[Gain Skill Points x3]

Luca looked at the notification that suddenly popped up with an extremely strange expression.

Is this okay?
I only said a few words, I didn't use any knives or guns, did I?
Am I now so powerful that I can defend peace with my face?

(End of this chapter)