"I feel like these sunglasses want me to go busking...... "Aitto said as he looked at the introduction of the system and touched the cookies.

He doesn't have much of a feeling for busking, but if he thinks so, he can try sunglasses.

"But what do you do if you're a street performer?" Aitto thought about the skills he knew.

Violin, piano, shakuhachi......

If you take it outside to perform, it's a violin or shakuhachi that is easy to carry.

Piano words......

The grand piano at home weighs about 800 pounds.

Normal people shouldn't be able to just move it around, right?

So sure enough, this option is still ruled out.

“！ You should see what other street performers are performing. He thought like an epiphany.

"These beings should be at the most in the amusement park......" Miyamoto thought for a moment.

But is he going to the amusement park alone?

Of course not!

Of course, I have to go with my family!

But on the occasion of PAPA, Sister Akemi and the others are not very happy to get involved, and the others are not very happy to get close to PAPA.

It seems that I can only go to play with Papa and Uncle Vodka by myself.

After all, no matter what, PAPA is the most important family member.

And it's the first family.

"Quick, cookies, look for the taste of papa, let's go find him." He patted the cookie on the head.

Cookie moved its black nose in a decent way and stretched out its front paws in one direction.

Aitto wasn't surprised why a dog made of paper could smell it.

Isn't it normal for dogs to be able to smell?

He just picked up the speed of his feet and ran towards where the cookie was pointing.

In an instant, it disappeared in place.

……

"Did you find the information?" Gin is in a dwelling, wearing gloves rummaging through the cabinets around him.

Not far from his feet lay a corpse, and a little further away there were two.

"I can't find it, big brother, I don't know where they're hiding......" Vodka said, rummaging around.

The long-haired silver-haired man looked at the bookshelf.

Then he pulled out a book seemingly casually and opened it.

"Don't look for it, burn all these books." He flipped through the book and sneered.

"Okay, big brother." Vodka asked without saying a word.

"Come out." Suddenly, Gin looked at the windowsill on the side.

"Who is it?" Vodka clenched his gun in his hand and aimed it at the windowsill.

"Do you need me to go over and get you out?" Gin didn't look like a rival like Vodka, but hooked his lips and laughed.

Vodka, in such an attitude as gin, also put down its gun.

The person who came should not be the enemy.

Otherwise, the eldest brother would not have such an expression.

“papa。” The white-haired boy poked his head out and smiled brightly.

"Ivey, why are you here?" Vodka tone surprised.

"Because I want to find you for something......" the young man smiled and walked in from the windowsill.

Ignoring the corpse on the ground and the hideous expression of the soul that was about to drift away, he stepped over the corpse and came to Gin.

"Let's take cookies and go to the amusement park together." He tugged at Gin's sleeve and said expectantly.

"Cookies? Ivey, did you make desserts? Vodka asked stunned.

The dessert made by Ivy is still very good.

"It's not dessert, it's called Cookie, it's the dog I brought back yesterday." Miyamoto Aito gestured as he touched the Shiba Inu on his shoulder.

Vodka had a frightened expression.

"Is that so? Aha......" he looked at the dog on the boy's shoulder.

It's no longer yesterday's weird white paper figure.

It's colored paper...... Dog?

The godless black lacquer eyes, the upturned cracked mouth, and the bright brushes coloring can be seen at a glance as the texture of paper.

Vodka: It feels even more terrifying......

"Do you want to touch it?" Aitto held the cookie and handed it to the vodka.

Vodka suddenly showed a mask of pain.

Touch...... Or don't touch?

I don't feel sorry for Ive's enthusiasm if I don't touch it, and I feel sorry for my heart when I touch it.

"It's good, it's good......" He stiffly stretched out his hand, touched the cookie lightly, immediately withdrew his hand again, and then smiled reluctantly.

"Papa—" Aitor brought the cookie to Gin again.

Gin looked down at the Shiba Inu, who was ugly to a new level and had a weird smile in the palm of the other party, and reached out and touched it expressionlessly.

"Cute, right? Let's go to the amusement park together! Seeing Gin touch the cookie, Aitto's expression became even more expectant.

"I don't have time to play house games with you, Ive." The long-haired man with silver had a mocking smile on his face.

"Shouldn't you be looking for Shirley for this kind of thing? They will be happy to play with you. The tone was also particularly sarcastic.

"But I'd rather play with Papa more than them." The white-haired teenager pursed his lips and explained.

"Papa, you're more important than them." The tone was serious and firm.

Gin:......

Who asked this? Who cares about this?

Ivey, this little ghost has played with his brain, has he lost his brain?

"Big brother is very busy with tasks every day, so don't bother him, Ive." Vodka said on the sidelines.

"Can't you?" The white-haired and blue-eyed boy stared at Gin, his face full of grievances, as if he was about to start crying in the next second.

Gin:......

"It's useless to cry, I don't have time to say it......" The man with long silver hair took a deep breath.

I saw the young man cry for a second, and he opened his mouth to cry.

"Are you some three-year-old who cries when you don't get it?" Gin's eyes were indescribable.

"I just want to play with you......" Aitto wiped away tears and continued to cry.

"Don't cry." Gin's cold warning.

Vodka too, Ivey too.

Where did you learn the tricks?

Say cry or cry?

"Promise me." Aitto tugged at Gin's clothes and used the No-Stop mode until he reached his goal.

"If you have time." Gin closed his eyes and didn't want to look at the other party's expression, and his tone was indifferent.

Free, heh, never this day.

"Okay!" Ato immediately smiled, and the tears disappeared instantly.

As the book says, using this set of coquettish methods against elders really works!

Papa promised to take him to the amusement park!

"Is there anything I need help with on the mission?" He asked.

"What do you think I need your help with?" Gin smiled and asked playfully.

"You can go." He didn't want to hear Ivey's unexpected answer, so he urged the other party to leave.

"Okay." Aitto nodded.

The head of the family is always very face-saving, and asking this question by himself is not detrimental to the dignity of Papa?

Next time, let's ask in a different way.

Well, as the book says, be tactful.

As he thought so, Ato jumped over the corpse and came to the ledge again, and then jumped off the ledge.

"Big brother...... Here it is...... Twenty-sixth floor. Vodka watched as the other jumped off and looked at Gin with horror on his face.

"What? Do you think that imp is committing suicide? He wouldn't do that kind of thing. Gin smiled inexplicably.

Vodka rushed to the windowsill and looked down.

I just saw a young man wearing a sweatshirt and hat fall to the ground, and he didn't make a sound at all.

"Bye-bye-" The other even waved at him.

Vodka: Ivey ...... It's so strong.

"This little ghost, on the FBI's wanted list, ranks first." Gin also walked to the windowsill, looking at the young man's disappearing figure with deep eyes.

"The FBI gave him the code name - White Ghost." Gin's smile was meaningful, as if he was very satisfied.

Dozens of terrorist bombings have been carried out in the United States, causing tens of thousands of casualties, but no trace of the other party can be found at the scene of the crime.

Even the surveillance cannot capture the figure of the other party, and the other party in the surveillance screen is always a blurry white shadow.

It's like a ghost or ghost that can't be caught by human technology.

Hence the codename.

White ghosts, or white ghosts.

White ghost 。

PS: I don't know if you can see that Aitto is a person who [has no moral concept], [no empathy], [no shame], hmm...... Mentally ill?

So he [has no sense of distance] / Emphasis added!

Will you be serious about saying straight balls? Looks a lot like a natural? If you are touched on the head, you will rub it, and it will stick to you, but it will not affect him to kill you (?).

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