Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: A New Universe
Chapter 123: Meet the Gang
Previous Chapter Next ChapterBuccellati walked with the couple as he explained a few things. "The boss is at the upper echelon of the gang. Just below him is his advisor. Below that are the capos. Each capo has several teams under them, usually somewhere between one and three. The boss only liaisons directly with his advisor, meaning there's no real way to find his identity, or his location. Now gangsters here in Italy aren't like in other countries. We like to remain discreet. Being conspicuous lends itself to assassination. Even the capos prefer to dress in civilian clothes."
"And jobs too, I'm assuming," Giorno noted. "Of course," Buccellati agreed, "Anyone on the streets could be a member. Whether it's the local barber, a passing taxi driver, even the owner of the toy store. That's their public life. In private expect the sort of luxury lifestyle you see gangsters enjoying in American Hollywood movies. Age means nothing to Passione, only skill and trust. You'll find there are several members your own age in this gang." "So if no one knows who the boss is," Rarity said, "How does one move up the ranks?"
"Through hard work," Buccellati said, "You gather support, rack up a few million lire for the organization. Get enough of both, and one can rise to the rank of capo. Below the capos are people like us. Underlings that are typically split into teams of six to ten. Each team is designated a territory that they are to protect. The protection money comes in the form of gambling casinos, local shipping, and small stores in the region. All businesses under our protection give us ten percent of their monthly earnings. We still buy from them when purveying their store. They need to afford that protection money, after all."
He kept walking. "Other teams include assassination squads or drug peddlers. The sort of people I personally don't like associating with, even though we're in the same gang. The basic gist is, you want to get close to the boss, you have to meet his approval first. Earn his trust, and gain an audience. That's the only way you'll get close. Trying to hunt down his identity is only going to get you killed." "Meaning first we'll need power in the organization," Giorno realized. "Exactly," Buccellati said, "Now I'll introduce you to the rest of the team."
When they entered the restaurant, there was quite a scene. A young boy was threatening a teenaged man with a switchblade while looking like he had been attacked with a fork. The other two men in the room were just calmly sipping tea. "What the hell are you guys doing!?," Buccellati called out, "Is this how you act in front of our new members!?" The group immediately looked over. Buccellati sighed. "Everyone, this is Giorno Giovanna and Rarita Zeppeli. They'll be part of our group from now on."
He looked to the couple as he pointed to each member in turn. First there was the man getting attacked by the switchblade. He had spiky white hair and dressed in a red suit without an undershirt or slacks. "This is Pannacotta Fugo..." He moved to the young boy, who wore a bandanna with his casual clothes. "Narancia Ghirga..." Next was a teenager wearing a blue suit and cap. "Guido Mista..." Finally an older man with long white hair. "And Leone Abbacchio." As Giorno sat down, he spotted Abbacchio pissed into a teapot and pouring out a cup.
"It's a pleasure," he said, "Here, have some tea." Giorno smirked. "Don't mind if I do." To the group's surprise, he downed the cup in one go. Rarity smirked, and Buccellati realized why. Giorno had turned one of his teeth into a jellyfish using Gold Experience. Abbacchio was particularly stunned, as he had expected to use this prank to convince the young boy he wasn't cut out for this life. "Dude, hardcore!," Mista said, "How did you do that!?" Giorno smirked. "Well, you're all keeping your abilities secret. I think I should do the same." That got the group's attention. The couple had already been told everyone in the group was a Stand user, and they wouldn't reveal their powers so readily.
"Good grief, no one can be this dumb," Rarity said as she sat down as looked at some notes from the table, "Especially if they know basic multiplication." Narancia giggled. "Yeah, I do that a lot to mess with Fugo." "Why you little...!," Fugo said, but Giorno placed a hand on his shoulder. "No need to get worked up over a prank." Rarity then grabbed a piece of the nearby strawberry shortcake, spotting Mista looking at her. "Did you want this?" "No, I'll get the next one," Mista said, "Four is an unlucky number." Rarity smirked and shoved the entire cake into her mouth. Mista looked in amazement when she didn't so much as cough.
"If I may say," she said like nothing was wrong, "I just love the fashion choices you've all made. Fugo, that suit would look lovely with an green undershirt. It would have the perfect strawberry image to it." "I actually do that when I do business," Fugo noted. "So how old are you two?," Narancia asked. "We're both fifteen," Giorno said as Rarity sat in his lap. "That's two years younger than me," Narancia said. "Wait, are you two in a relationship?," Abbacchio asked. "Have been for the last two years," Giorno said.
The group started to ask details about the situation they were in. Buccellati smirked. 'I thought there would be difficulties with them adjusting to new members. But Giorno and Rarity seem to have a talent for getting people to accept them.' In many ways, Giorno had inherited the best of his father. His charm and charisma were on par with Dio's, and Rarity was no slouch in that department. The two could be compared to Dio and Enya, only a more virtuous version.
They had taken the first major step to their dream. Giorno wanted to protect Italy from the corruption that plagued it, and Rarity wanted her family's native Napoli to be the home it was in the time of her ancestor William Zeppeli. They now had a group of friends that could make that dream a reality. Five Stand users, one of which they already knew about, the other four they still haven't learned yet. But soon situations would arise when they would learn.