Aria was dancing in her room when someone barged into it and spun her around like an expert.

"Ushishishi~" Bel grinned happily. "The princess is dancing alone without his prince?"

Aria walked away from Bel to her stereo. She pressed the stop button. The room suddenly became quiet.

"What do you want, you creepy jerk?"

"Boss called for you."

Xanxus was drinking his red wine while lazying around on his throne chair.

"You called?"

"Get ready to strip, trash." Xanxus reminded Aria of their bet. Aria rolled her eyes at her boss' command.

"Have your neurons stop functioning?" Aria crossed her arms over her chest. "The battle just started."

"Oh really?" Xanxus smirked. "Levi and Bel won. And tonight is Squalo's match."

"So?"

Xanxus raised his eyebrow. "What convinces you they can win?"

Aria was avoiding Xanxus' question. Instead, she replied with another set of her own. "What makes you think they'll lose?"

She knew what kind of organization Varia was. She certainly knew what she signed up for upon joining the Varia.

But still, seeing someone died was never an easy deal to seal.

Squalo was eaten by a roaming shark in the Ring Guardian's arena after he lost to Yamamoto. In front of Varia, and Sawada Tsunayoshi's party, he was eaten alive.

And Xanxus' response was 'trash'.

The rest of Varia?

They were arguing about who will be the second-in-command now that the yelling freak dead.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, on the other hand, knew mafia was dangerous. He knew he's not meant to be in it.

What he didn't expect was, how he felt so pissed off as Xanxus laughed at his own subordinate's death. How Varia just treated one-of-their-own's death as insignificant.

"Is this how you people works?"

His question left a tingling sensation in Aria. Mafia world was indeed cruel. You could be killed even in your sleep.

The biggest achievement was decided by how much bounty was on your head.

The bigger, the better.

Screw the society.

Now that she thought of it, was it true Sawada's guardian's lost because they were incapable?

Or was it that they lost because there were things more important than winning the battle?

She didn't know the answer, but she felt like she was asking a rhetoric question to herself.