mafia boss can't be mess with

Chapter 1   I open my eyes looking at unfamiliar sealing. Because I woke up with a headache, I thought I got drunk, and my mind started to get foggy.  “Agh” Now I feel like someone is hammering my head. this dam hangover, because I thought one of my subordinates took me to a 5-star hotel so I didn't question the surroundings.  " Was it a bad dream? ", I murmured. I can still feel my sweaty back, so I passed it as a bad dream as my headache became stronger. I was strongly in need of water so when I looked around and found it.  "Ah ". I thought I should reward him. Normally, I am not that carefree but today is my favorite author's death.  I was so sad, I didn't even cry when my father died, but this was more than that to me. He was my only motivation, so I got drunk.  However, I remember this happened ages ago, but because of the painful headache that keeps getting worse, I throw it to the back of my head. I found the cup on a small table right next to my bed. Strangely, I can see even at night. Normally, I can't see without glasses so I was a bit surprised. the headache is getting worse, so I throw that too to the back of my head. I was trained to endure since young.  so, I didn't notice the pain I'm having can knock a grown man.  so when I reached for the cup of water, strangely my hand didn't reach it. The last time I checked my arms were 470 H long. And because I was still lying on my back facing the ceiling, I couldn't see the strange scene.  so when I moved my head to the right, I saw it!. "What is this " I looked at my hand. It was white like snow and its small size belonged to a 12 -year-old kid. Then suddenly memories flew into my mind and the headache got a lot worse. glitching my teeth, rolling on the bed while holding my head. I didn't let out a sound but because this body doesn't belong to me, my pain tolerance was gone, this kind of headache used to be nothing to me, I even got used to gunshots. After a while, the pain was gone like it was a lie. Then the memories started coming. It was fast but I understood one thing about this body owner. that's today was his 10th birthday and the boy died of some thought of sickness.  with memories of my past life replaying in front of my eyes. I was confused, I think this kid got cursed because I can still feel his existence in my head.  it's him, wait! did my personality fused with a sissy kid. I was a mafia boss of the nostra family and I was the 45th boss, Cosa nostra.  Then as soon as I remembered who I was, memories started to replay in front of my eyes. wait. isn't it too late for this? what a glitch lol I looked up with the pathetic look and said "bad connection huh " the tip of my mouth started twitching then I laughed full-heartedly I didn't know God still uses Dial-up lol. Anyway, I remember clearly when I was 8 years old that all members of the family were taught 5 words that are engraved in our minds. respect, honor, integrity, loyalty, and brotherhood, we were taught all kinds of fighting skills from boxing to assassination, we learn that a hand-shake and eye contact are important. That finding mutually beneficial relationships is important. That money is for investing, not for buying toys or impressing people. That education is important. That having a purpose (and a passion) is the most important thing to success. That drifting through life is unacceptable. That young love is not true love, and you should wait until you are older to find a woman from a good family. How to negotiate. How to invest. How to do basic finance. How to research. How to write. How to present/pitch. When I reached 18, I was the only one that finished my education early. I started to take missions and give back to the family, at 29 I became the boss and at 35 I dominated the underworld. I was known for and called crime lord, don, gang lord, kingpin, godfather, and criminal mastermind, but No one knew I was otaku and got the biggest collections of manga and a lot of light novels, etc. But I didn't expect to be blown off in my secret safe house, which no one knows that even existed. The memories flow by and I experience it like I was living in the moment. Time went slowly, I had fun for a while then when I fully recovered the memories from my past life and relieved it all. rereading all the manga and novels that I like. awesome!. As I lay down I started to reorganize my thoughts, because all of my memories that I even forgot had become clear as a mirror.  all the books and moments I had experienced became books and are kept in a library in my head.  After looking around the library, checking out the novel and manga sections, I brought back my conscience. When I remember what happened I was not that angry about my death, I was relieved, because if I died and they found my collections I will be written not as the great boss but as the biggest clown of the mafia history.  I knew I was not going to live a long life and  I had a lot of enemies. I was not surprised. even if I lived long and died of old age. I will burn that place to the ground with me. Then, I experience the life of this body. I can remember clearly when I was born my mother was the first to hold me, it was for a while, but I can see her happiness and joy from her eyes. she was a kind and caring mother, and  I was named Austin Gundulf by my father. From that moment,  I had only a few memories of my father visiting my mother but he didn’t even glance at me, he looked like a caring husband but a cold father. I only got the chance to greet him when my younger brother was born. I was 5 years old when I saw my cute brother coming out in the head maid's hands. I didn’t even look at his face. quickly rushing into the room to check on my mother, I was worried because I  heard from the maid that the delivery was going to be risky and there is a high chance of her death, father got worried and told my mother that she should drop the baby. however, my mother was angry at him and refused to listen to him.  As soon as I entered the room, I saw my father holding a  priest from the coaler and shouting at him, and packed into the corner, the doctors behind the priest all had pale faces. when I look at mother she had a pale face with a smile on her face. I got worried and ran to her, Then I grabbed her warm soft hand and called her. “mummy “ “mummy “ After the second call, she looked at me, smiled, and told me with a soft voice.  “take care of your brother and don’t hate your father he cares about you, he just can't express it “ I nodded quickly and replied“I will mother “ “ so don't worry and focus on recovering”.  Later, mother closed her eyes, with a warm smile on her face.  she was allowed like that, her smile and voice allows place people heart at ease, all the maids and people loved and respected her. she was the opposite of father. no one knows how they fall in love.      After the funeral, I went to look for my newborn brother, when I saw him smile with his cute face I couldn't help but smile. He has the same smile just like his mother. he got main character looks, the only thing missing was the light ring the cartoon baby Jesus had over his head. one year after my brother was born, I only saw my father on New Year's Day for one day.  But in the second year, I stood at the front door with my brother in my hands, to greet my father. but he was not alone, a beautiful woman was walking behind him. She was wearing a bright red dress full of jewels and heavy makeup. She looks like a typical evil stepmother, like in the stories I have read to my brother for bedtime. looking back at my father with an angry look. I asked him “Who is this? ” he replied without looking at me  “she is your mother from today onward”   “  She is what ?” I asked again. but father gave his coat to the old butler and went back to his office. two years later, I got a sister.  the house with huge so I didn't meet the stepmother and her daughter.