BL"mafia ~Ignazio"

As usual, Ignazio was holding a meeting with the various mafia that cooperated with his organization. All the major players of the underworld were gathered in one luxurious room, each with several armed guards standing vigil behind them.

Just as Ignazio was about to begin the important meeting, the sound of a large wooden door swinging open interrupted him. Three men from the Marco family entered—the head of the family and the leader of one of the mafia organizations allied with Ignazio. Ignazio recognized Marco immediately, a middle-aged man with scars covering his body like battle trophies. Beside him was Dominic, Marco's first son and around the same age as Ignazio. But the third man—a younger, shorter figure—was unfamiliar. His face was youthful, probably in his early twenties.

Marco quickly apologized for their tardiness, but Ignazio simply nodded, gesturing for them to take their seats. As they settled in, Ignazio noticed the young man's annoyed expression. It was clear he had been dragged here against his will, and the thought amused Ignazio. As the meeting proceeded, Ignazio led the discussion with his usual authority, but he couldn't help glancing at the young man, who seemed bored and disinterested.

Everything was going smoothly until Ignazio suddenly heard a yawn break through the room's tension. The young man, with a lazy look in his eyes, seemed completely unimpressed. Before anyone could react, he began to criticize the strategy, picking apart the details of the plan with surprising boldness.

"Care to enlighten me on why you think my plan is doomed to fail?" Ignazio asked, his voice icy and cutting, as his gaze fixed intently on the young man.