Tartaglia is one of the top of the mafia's committee that called "Fatui", occupying the role of a harbinger, one of those who are the eyes and hands of their leader — Tsaritsa. And another mafia comes to Childe for negotiations, thinking to gain his trust.

The meeting took place in a local club, in a bar on the top floor. Both parties were sitting on sofas, separated by a table. Typically, there were documents, drinks and ashtrays on it.

But the eleventh Fatui is not so simple, the alpha is just like a cunning fox. Although even he himself didn't want to listen to strangers, his omega Aether was next to him. Childe wounds the chain around his finger and took a drag and blew to the side.

—Mafioso Lord Childe, what do you say...? Do you agree to our deal...?

—Childe I will think about your offer, but don't expect me to remember it.

He chuckles, laughing loudly. Tartaglia lowers his hand with the cigarette and gently tugs the chain of the collar on Aether's neck with his other hand.

—Childe Bunny, what do you think of these bad guys~?