Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are Are So Dangerous! [BL]-Chapter 125: Unexpected Mentor

As he did, the man’s unfocused gaze finally locked onto Rocco’s eyes.

"Huh? What... What am I...?"

"Tell me your name, handsome," Rocco said with a teasing smile.

"Handsome? Ah, thank you... I’m... Number 56..."

Even though he was facing the man who had almost slashed his throat, Rocco didn’t feel any fear.

It was likely because of the somewhat down-to-earth vibe the man was giving off.

Earlier, his face had been hidden, and he had seemed entirely focused on being an assassin.

However, now, seeing him clearly, he seemed like an ordinary young man.

Nodding at the confused introduction, Rocco thought to himself, Well, that’s what I expected... and calmly began to consider what name to give him.

"Yeah, okay, then from now on you’re Yori." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

It’s fine, names like these are all about the vibe. Shion and Yori. It just felt right. anything else doesn’t matter.

"Alright! With your names all decided, let’s head back to the training facility. But listen up, no more fighting, got it?!"

Feeling pleased with his cool naming skills, Rocco completely forgot about the recent events, including the fact that he had been the one to set everything in motion.

With a carefree hum, he skipped past the door.

Rocco thought he heard Shion and Yori’s voices faintly from behind, but since they were too quiet to catch, he decided to ignore it.

"──If you think about it, it was the arrival of that angel that caused all of this..."

"──Idiot! The captain will kill us..."

...

Although he had been a little nervous, Rocco found that the members of the Assassin Squad were nothing like he had imagined.

They were all really kind people.

When they first saw Rocco being carried by Georgio, they froze for a moment, but soon relaxed and rushed over to him.

They were all warm and friendly.

After living in fear of the cold servants back on the surface, meeting the members of the Assassin Squad was a surprisingly comforting experience.

His naming sense, for some reason, became incredibly popular, and he spent most of his time during the first hours giving names to everyone.

Shion and Yori were both pleased to see that they had gained new comrades with similar names.

Everything felt just right.

After the naming ceremony ended, Rocco, along with Georgio, headed to the captain’s office at the back of the training facility.

He remembered that the main reason he had come here in the first place was to meet Georgio, so he straightened his back, ready to proceed.

"Alright, Master, please sit, sit down," Georgio said, cheerfully urging him to settle down.

"Uh, yeah... But Georgio, this place is amazing... This is the room of an important person, isn’t it?" Rocco mumbled, glancing around at the lavish interior before sitting on the sofa.

Georgio tilted his head in confusion, replying nonchalantly, "Oh, really? I just bought all this stuff randomly," and sat down next to him. Why was he sitting so close, though?

"I don’t care about furniture at all," Georgio continued. "If it’s not to your taste, I’ll just destroy it all and turn it to ash. So, if you don’t like it, just let me know, okay?"

"Ah, y-yeah..." Rocco stammered, feeling uneasy.

Georgio had said something scary again, his sudden shift in demeanor unsettling him.

Rocco trembled slightly from the unexpected madness that Georgio sometimes displayed.

He was about to say, "You don’t have to sit next to me, right? You can sit across from me," but he swallowed the words.

Somehow, he felt like he shouldn’t say that... gulp.

As Georgio wrapped his arm around Rocco’s waist, pulling him closer—perhaps because he was cold or for some other reason—Rocco simply obeyed.

With their bodies in close proximity, Georgio suddenly smiled and spoke.

"So, Master? Why did you come to see me?"

Georgio’s eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, a glimmer in his gaze that seemed to pierce through everything, making Rocco shiver slightly.

As Rocco fidgeted, Georgio pulled him into a tight embrace, almost as if to stifle his nervousness.

"Tell me, Master. Whatever you wish for, I’ll make it come true," Georgio said, his voice warm yet filled with an unsettling intensity.

...

"—You want me to train you?"

When Georgio heard Rocco’s request, his ever-present smirk dropped instantly, replaced by wide eyes of pure astonishment.

He was clearly taken aback.

It seemed this particular request had caught Georgio completely off guard.

Always the one to predict others’ moves, Georgio being this surprised was a rare sight.

Feeling a little triumphant at having managed to shock him, Rocco puffed out his chest and nodded his head confidently.

"Yeah! Georgio, I want you to be my mentor!" Rocco declared, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as he leaned forward eagerly.

For someone who had loved reading shonen manga in his past life, this situation was electrifying.

The idea of gaining a mentor and leveling up rapidly, just like the heroes he admired, was heart-pounding.

Sure, he wasn’t a hero but a villain in this life, so those tropes might not apply.

Still, Rocco couldn’t help but cling to the excitement of the idea, though his shoulders slumped slightly at the thought.

Regardless, he kept his gaze locked on Georgio, his eyes brimming with hope and determination.

"Hmm... but why all of a sudden?" Georgio asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

Rocco blinked his eyes.

That was unexpected.

He had fully anticipated Georgio to give an immediate and enthusiastic "Sure!" Without hesitation.

Was it too bold to barge in during Georgio’s work and make such a selfish demand?

Feeling a little disheartened, Rocco reflected on his actions.

He hadn’t meant to ask for one-on-one training or anything too burdensome—just to be allowed to join the training sessions with Georgio’s Assassin Squad.

It was a modest request... at least by his standards.

However, judging by Georgio’s reaction, it seemed like a no-go.

Still, Georgio hadn’t outright refused.

The fact that he was asking for clarification left room for hope.