"Are you in there? Ivy? Toru Amuro knocked on the door again.

Still no answer has been received.

"If you don't answer, I'll come in?" Toru Amuro continued to knock on the door.

There was no sound from inside except the sound of water.

So Amuro slammed open the bathroom door.

He saw Avi Clear through the half-frosted glass door.

Avi Crell sat under the shower in her pajamas, her hands on her knees, her head bowed, motionless.

I'm already drenched in water.

Even the movement of him breaking through the door and coming in did not attract the slightest attention from the other party.

"Ivey? What are you doing? Amuro looked at the boy sitting on the floor of the bathroom and lowered his voice.

The other party ignored it.

Amuro exhaled slowly, turned off the shower, looked around, took out a dry bath towel from the side, covered the boy from the beginning, and then carried the person out of the bathroom.

He put the boy wrapped in a bath towel on the bed, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and then found a hair dryer to dry his hair and wet clothes.

The warm breeze of the hair dryer seems to wake up the teenager who is immersed in his own world.

His eyelashes fluttered, and he looked at Toru Amuro.

“…… Brother Tho. His voice trembled.

The pale blue eyes were like two beautiful pieces of glass, and when tears overflowed from the eyes, the glass cracked.

Toru Amuro's eyes fell on the boy's neck, and his hand holding the hair dryer stiffened and looked away.

Avi Clear didn't wear a collar, so the hideous bumpy scar on his neck was laid bare in front of him.

That uneven scar may not even have been caused by a sharp object, but with some kind of dull object, cut little by little.

He felt that the scar was a little too harsh.

Avi Clear was a man, but when he looked at the drenched party under the bathroom shower, he felt that he saw a puppy that had been tortured and tortured to the point of being bruised and finally abandoned to death in the heavy rain.

He blew his hair and clothes for the other with one hand, touched the scar with the other, and lowered his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in it.

"What happened? Can you tell me? He deliberately lowered his voice.

"What a heavy smell of blood, Brother Tou......" The white-haired young man's eyes flickered.

"How can a man shed so much blood?" The tone is confused, as if he is asking a room, and he seems to be asking himself.

"Did you kill someone? Ivy. Amuro asked quietly.

“…… I...... Kill someone......" The white-haired boy seemed to realize the problem.

"I killed my sister." His expression was a little frightened.

Amuro's eyes became very deep.

"She'll never smile at me again, buy me clothes again, or touch my head again and praise me for being a good boy......" the white-haired young voice murmured.

"I'm not a good boy anymore......" The body trembled uncontrollably.

Large tears rolled down his face.

It landed on Amuro's leg.

"Why did you kill her?" Amuro asked.

“…… Papa explains that Sister Mei is a traitor......" The white-haired boy lowered his head and spoke.

"To prove that I'm okay with her......"

“…… Let me kill her with my own hands......"

"He put the gun in my hand......"

"And then I ...... I shot ......" he raised his hands and looked down at them.

"Akemi-san fell to the ground......"

“…… Lots and lots of blood......" his hands trembled.

The first thing Amuro saw was the scar on the boy's hand.

Penetrating scars, from the palm to the back of the hand.

And then ...... Akemi-san touched my face...... Say she doesn't blame me......" The boy reached out and gently touched his cheek.

“…… From warm hands to cold hands......" seems to recall the feeling at that time.

"Why would Gin call her a traitor? Ivy. Amuro asked.

“…… Because Sister Akemi...... I had an undercover relationship with the FBI sent into the organization before, and it was also Sister Akemi who brought the other party into the organization......" The white-haired teenager asked what to say, and his tone was panicked.

Amuro was silent for a moment.

Did Ivy Clear do it wrong? If it were a normal person, killing someone would definitely be wrong.

But does Aviclell have any other choice?

Gin put the gun in his hand with his own hands.

Does he have any other choice?

Aviclell is very important and talented, but if he betrays the organization, the organization will definitely not hesitate to dispose of the other party.

There is no other option but to shoot.

Otherwise, one more person will die.

And......

Even the people who were killed said in their own hands that they didn't blame Avi Creel.

What qualifications does someone like him have to say that the other party is wrong?

Maybe the one who was killed......

Before he died, he was glad that Avi Clear didn't have to die with her.

But Bourbon won't comfort Avi Creel.

"Gin did the right thing, Ivey, since there is a possibility of betrayal, it should indeed be cleaned up as soon as possible." The blonde man spoke nonchalantly.

"The Ronin Who Started from Douluo"

"Are you sad about this? You didn't do anything wrong, why are you sad? You're making the right choice. He even had a smile in his voice.

“…… Right......? The white-haired young man looked blank.

"It's just that he shouldn't let you do it himself, he just needs to let you watch from the sidelines......" The blonde man looked at the boy with pity.

"From beginning to end, there is only one person who is wrong."

"It's the FBI who used your sister to infiltrate the organization, if it weren't for him, your sister wouldn't have been branded as a traitor, and you wouldn't have encountered this situation."

"Understand? Ivey, you're not wrong, it's the FBI that's wrong. He pinched the young man's chin and spoke in a reassuring tone.

"But...... Do you feel bad about being forced to kill your sister? Do you hate gin? Tissue-averse? He asked.

“…… Can't hate papa. The white-haired young man was silent for a long time before he said aggrievedly.

"Can't be hated, not not hated, right?" Amuro understood the meaning of this sentence and asked with a smile.

That said, Avi Crell still hates this kind of behavior.

"......" The boy was silent and did not speak.

Toru Amuro took it as a default to the other party.

"If it were me, I wouldn't have forced you to do such a thing......" he whispered, holding the boy's cheek in one hand.

Let's continue to hate gin and the organization.

Gin will force you to kill, and I won't.

I'm different from Gin.

I care about you more than he does.

That's why you should care more about me.

So...... Instead of recognizing gin as the only master, it is better to recognize me as the master.

"Do you need me to help you get revenge? Like what...... Kill that FBI? Bourbon's tail rose up, and his tone was a little frivolous.

"I can do a lot for you, as long as you're obedient." He said deceptively.

The young man's pale blue eyes stared at him.

"Even if you lose a sister, you still have me." The blonde man just continued.

"I'm also the brother you identify."

"I'm less likely to die than she is, so ...... I can stay with you longer. ”

"Need help? Ivy. The blonde man smiled at the gaze of his pale blue eyes.

Continue to loathe gin and forget about the so-called sister.

Close to me, dependent on me.

Treat me as the only one.

“…… Help me, Brother Tho. The boy hugged him, burying his face in his chest.

"I'll be obedient."