The bullet didn't hit Aitor and was pinched by him with his index finger and thumb before that.

Uncle Bronx looked at him as if he were looking at a monster.

"Does my question upset you? I'm sorry, please forgive me. Aitto threw down the bullet in his hand and said in an aggrieved tone.

The Bronx's expression was more like he was looking at a monster, or rather......

It's like looking at a devil in human skin.

He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the boy, and without hesitation, he shot again.

"If you hit me, will it make you happy?" The boy said this, standing still and letting the bullet hit his body.

"Can you forgive me now? Uncle Bronx. He didn't care about the blood stains that had been smeared at the place where he was shot, as if he couldn't feel the pain, but just asked the Bronx persistently.

The Bronx didn't answer, but the hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

Under his expressionless gaze, the boy silently shed tears.

The pale blue eyes are like overflowing lakes, and they are also like expensive gems.

It's just that at this moment the gem melts.

Large tears rolled down his cheeks.

He cried like a wounded beast, hoarse, and did not care about etiquette.

The Bronx remained unresponsive.

The young man who had been crying for a long time stopped crying when he saw this, and wiped away his tears with an expressionless face.

"Well, it looks like you're not going to forgive me, Uncle Bronx." As he said this, his face losing all emotion he could see.

The next moment, the figure disappeared in front of the Bronx and appeared behind the other party.

The boy held a bloody blade in one hand, and a human head with expressionless eyes in the other.

The headless body behind him suddenly fell to the ground.

The incision is smooth and neat.

The Bronx didn't realize that he had his head cut off until he died, so the expression on his face didn't look hideous.

"You won't forgive me, Uncle Bronx, but...... Would you like to stay with me? The young man held the human head, his pale blue eyes focused, and his tone soft.

The Bronx's soul looked at him with a complicated look.

Shaking his head, he disappeared into the world.

Aitto was silent holding the head, the blood of the head, and the blood from the wounds he had been shot on, staining almost the entire chest of his clothes.

He let go of his hand, and the head gurgled and rolled to the ground.

"I wanted to get forgiveness before Uncle Bronx died, and then let him stay if he wanted to......"

"Don't you want to forgive me when you die?"

"I just asked what kind of death the undercover agent wanted, and I didn't even say that Uncle Bronx was an undercover agent, and that uncle didn't give me the order to kill Uncle Bronx."

"It's obviously Uncle Bronx, it's too impulsive."

I didn't have to die.

But if you shoot him, you can't do anything.

"Oops, got your clothes dirty......" he held the bloodied knife and looked down at the clothes on his body, his tone troubled.

Any word or reaction can cause the undercover family to be impulsive.

So......

Since then, Ato has been more careful with his family.

After all, you can't stimulate the undercover family.

Ato looked at Amuro intently as he remembered what had happened not long ago.

"Ah, I've already been there, I've passed the interview, and I'll be able to work there tomorrow." Amuro said calmly.

He investigated Café Poirot and found nothing wrong, and the owner's information was also that of ordinary people.

Even after meeting the shopkeeper in person, I had to admit that the other party was indeed an ordinary person.

So......

Avi Clear just found him an easier part-time job?

"That's great! Now Brother Tou, you can relax a little bit. The white-haired boy looked happy for Toru Amuro, and the joy in his tone was undisguised.

“…… Well. Amuro said after a moment of silence.

Avi Clear ......

Have you forgotten that you are also a codename member of the organization?

There is no shortage of money, and the part-time job is just to hide his identity.

Why do you feel so sincere and serious that it will be really easier to find a part-time job......

In which hospital did Avi Crell see, Dean Aoyama......

Psychiatric hospital, the director of the surname Aoyama.

Let's find out when the time comes.

Let's see if we can get Ivy Crell's diagnosis.

You will know what is wrong with the other party.

Amuro always felt that the other party not only had a time cognitive impairment, but also a little bit of other diseases.

It's just that he is not a professional psychiatrist after all, so he can't give an exact judgment.

"I'll wash the dishes when I'm done, and go upstairs to bed early." Amuro said, standing up.

"Uh-huh!" The white-haired boy nodded repeatedly.

His expression looked a little hesitant and unspeakable.

Amuro looked at the obvious emotional expression on the other party's face and frowned.

Here we go again, this ...... A sense of disobedience.

Emotions that are too easy to read, in addition to the fact that the other party really won't hide their emotions, there is also a possibility.

It's that the other party deliberately made you understand.

And as a member of a criminal organization who takes disguise so seriously, Avi Clear is obviously not an idiot who doesn't know how to hide his emotions.

So......

The other party showed it on purpose.

"Anything else?" The light-blond-haired man asked quietly.

"Can you touch me?" The white-haired boy asked with pale blue eyes.

Toru Amuro: ?

What is Avi Clear talking about?

"Touch me, like Daifuku." The white-haired boy raised a big smile.

Daifuku cooperatively raised his hand and touched the boy's hair.

"That's it!" Ato looked at Amuro expectantly.

Amuro's hand raised, and Ato raised his head expectantly, and Amuro's hand was lowered, and he also bowed his head.

Amuro inexplicably felt like laughing.

It's not ......

Is it exactly the same as the dog he had called Harrow?

So he put his hand on the young man's snow-white fluffy hair, and touched the other's head with the skillful technique of touching a dog.

"Alright, let's go upstairs." After touching it, he also perfunctory the boy in a perfunctory tone.

"Hmmm! Good night to Brother Tho! Aitto rubbed his hair against the palm of the other's hand, raised his head and smiled.

Then he led Daifuku upstairs.

Amuro watched the backs of a man and a bear disappear into the stairwell, put away the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, washing the dishes with an expressionless face.

So...... Is Avi Clear a canine breed?

If that's the case......

There seem to be a lot of ways to raise dogs.

Can you ...... yourself? What about raising Avi Crell as your own dog?

Just like Harrow.

Which is more important to be the owner of Aviclell than the so-called father?

Amuro thought darkly.

……

"Very good, Brother Tou is now willing to touch my head, which means that our relationship is one step closer, the next thing is to get him used to touching my head, the next goal is to hug, and then to tell bedtime stories......" Aito sat on the bed and said to Daifuku and cookies.

"Is a goodnight kiss needed? Or do you sleep together? He pondered in a puzzled tone.

But he's already a big kid, so he shouldn't need it.

"It should be enough to go to the bedtime story, so that it already means that we have a good relationship with each other." He nodded in conviction.

In this way, Brother Tou will definitely be willing to stay with him after his death!

Thinking of this, the young man's pale blue eyes became brighter and brighter, filled with a light of gentle expectation.

The neatly placed little white paper figures on the pillow also opened their empty eyes and grinned.

On one of the small paper figures, [Bourbon]'s English is particularly colorful.