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[Though Xanxus would say otherwise, he knew that Dino Cavallone was in fact, an intelligent man. He had managed to turn his Family's lot around in a few years, where previous generations had failed miserably. He had been selected to be tutored by the Greatest Hitman in the World. He had managed to reinvent himself from the crybaby who was bullied endlessly to a well-respected figure in mafia society.

One wouldn't be able to tell that by looking at him now, and Xanxus took no shortage of perverse pleasure in treating Cavallone exactly how he should be treated. Normal people might contribute it to reverting back to middle school antics, but Xanxus had never really left middle school in terms of maturity.

Besides, if Cavallone was so smart, he should know exactly what kind of hospitality one could expect in the Varia Castle.

Xanxus watched impassively as Cavallone lay prostate on the floor, instead pouring himself more whiskey.]

Get over it.

['It could be worse' he could say, but since Cavallone seemed so touchy about threats today, he would refrain for the most part.]

Are you going to lie there all day?

[It would probably be for the best, considering any time he provoked Xanxus again he was just going to kick him over again.]