No worries, Bel- someone is storming over in a familiar hood to tell you what to do. Mammon doesn't mince any words-
"You're now Xanxus and Squalo's son, and Lussuria and Levi are your uncles. Everyone is related. Don't ask me how the boss came to that conclusion, but it's the one we're going with."
It's kind of surreal even for them, honestly, but it's worked to their advantage so far. They just wish Lussuria- reliable unlike Bel and not a slavering dog like Levi- had come instead. Woe is them. Coming to a stop, Mammon sighs and crosses their arms.
I told myself I'd tag this and then I KEPT FORGETTING sob i'm sorry
"You're now Xanxus and Squalo's son, and Lussuria and Levi are your uncles. Everyone is related. Don't ask me how the boss came to that conclusion, but it's the one we're going with."
It's kind of surreal even for them, honestly, but it's worked to their advantage so far. They just wish Lussuria- reliable unlike Bel and not a slavering dog like Levi- had come instead. Woe is them. Coming to a stop, Mammon sighs and crosses their arms.
"You're always late, huh, Bel?"