In response to what Toru Amuro said, Miyamoto Aito had only one answer:

"Okay." He raised a big, bright smile.

He doesn't say no to his family, nothing is more important than family.

The Irish identity required him to go to work every day because he was the head of that company.

So after breakfast, he got up and put on his blazer and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he stood in the doorway, bending down to match the boy's height.

So that the other person doesn't need to step on his feet and don't need to jump up to kiss his face.

And from Amuro's position, it was Ivy Clear who gave Ireland a kiss, and Ireland kissed Ivy Clear on the cheek.

But in reality, Ireland only used this gesture to whisper a reminder - "Don't trust Bourbon." ”

"Hmm." Aviklier's voice was also very soft, so light that if it weren't for Ireland and the other party, he would not even be able to hear it.

The conversation ended quickly, like a veneer on the verge of a touch.

Ireland left the house, and before leaving, he glanced at the house, his eyes heavy on something.

Could an undercover agent or a traitor really want to take Avi Clear to play?

He thought as he put on a Patek Philippe watch for his identity.

With his watch on, he logged into the organization's software, chose to send a message, and noted the recipient.

Naturally, the system will send the message to the corresponding person.

……

"Pack up our things, we'll go today." Amuro watched the Irish car disappear completely before turning his head to look at Avi Clear and said.

The young man's face was obviously dazed, as if he didn't know why he was in such a hurry.

"Because I only have a week's vacation, I don't know when the next time I play with you." Amuro didn't wait for the other party to ask a question before taking the initiative to explain.

"I see, you have to cherish every day you get along." Aitto nodded, his expression full of approval.

"Then I'm going to pack my things!" The boy ran upstairs in high spirits.

Amuro looked at the doll bear, although the other party's footsteps were heavy, and it seemed that it was just a nanny robot, and there was no danger, but ......

Just in case the other party will cause damage to his plans, it is better not to bring it.

So he went back to his room and went downstairs with his luggage, and when the boy also dragged his luggage downstairs, he slowly looked at the doll bear, but said to the boy: "Daifuku will stay at home, I just want to go with you, and I hope this is an experience that belongs only to us." ”

The smile on his face was gentle, and his voice was soft and dreamlike, with a hint of persuasion.

Miyamoto Aito stared at the blonde man with those pale blue eyes.

The expression on the other party's face is still gentle, and there is no flaw in it.

Even his eyes are like rippling spring water on the surface of an ice-breaking lake.

Brother Tou wanted to kill him.

Why? Hate him? Or love him?

It doesn't matter.

"Okay." Miyamoto Aitto's voice responded softly.

He is like a docile, well-behaved doll who never takes the initiative to refuse.

"Then let's go." Amuro held out his hand to him.

Aitto shook the other man's hand without much hesitation.

He didn't say that it had snowed heavily in Tokyo not long ago, and he even built a lot of snowmen.

Among them was Toru Amuro, who was still in the punishment chamber at the time, and he used sapphires to make the eyes of a snowman.

But the snow came and went in a hurry, and suddenly the snow stopped, and the sun was shining, and all the snowmen he built turned into snow.

All he had left was the tools he used to decorate the snowman, wigs, gems, twigs, scarves, and clothes.

He picked up the items that had become cold and wet soaked in the snow, washed them and put them away.

"Is the snow in Hokkaido beautiful?" That's just what he asked.

Is it different from the snow in Tokyo?

"It's beautiful, and the snow scene of Hokkaido is famous all over the world." Amuro said in a deep and gentle voice.

"Sounds exciting." The boy's voice was filled with irrepressible joy.

The doll bear stood in the doorway and watched Amuro's car leave, slowly turning around and returning home.

In the next second, its figure disappeared in place, as if it had been completely invisible.

……

Amuro is a well-organized person who can handle everything, even if it is a plan that comes up suddenly, he can prepare it very well.

Whether it is the means of transportation or the hotel he is staying in, he has already arranged it in advance.

Go out with him and never have to think too much.

The premise is ...... You're on the same camp.

Miyamoto remembers that some of his undercover family members would also have a particularly good time for him, and that beautiful fairy-tale experience often ended with a bullet fired at him or a dagger stabbed in his chest.

Brother Tou now is very similar to what they behaved at that time.

Miyamoto Ato didn't care, he just looked at the hotel in front of him with his eyes open and smiled heartily.

"The property is beautiful, are we going to stay here? Excellent! He took Amuro's hand and jumped twice to express his joy.

They came to a place that looked like a fairy tale where elves lived, and as far as the eye could see, there were wooden houses with warm yellow lights, and the wooden houses were covered with a thick layer of snow.

It's like an elven village in the land of ice and snow.

"If you like it." Amuro said softly.

He was extraordinarily gentle today, as if he was going to paralyze Aviclell in such a gesture.

But he couldn't be sure if he succeeded, because ......

If everything before was Avi Creel's outfit, is it possible that the other party's current performance is also pretending?

He booked two adjoining rooms at the hotel, and it took him only an hour and a half by plane from Tokyo.

So when they arrived, it was still early.

Plenty of time for them to pack their bags and rest for a meal.

While eating, Amuro took out the newspaper of the North Poster Agency that he had purchased in the last half month.

Not a single day has fallen.

Most newspapers report on the news of some celebrities in the entertainment industry, or the cases solved by detectives.

He looked at them one by one, read them quickly, and was able to extract the keywords with the highest efficiency.

When he saw the wanted section of one of the newspapers, he slowed down his reading.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a name in the newspaper that he was familiar with and could not be more familiar.

Valley-down zero.

Since he began his undercover career, he has rarely been called.

And the reason for wanting is...... Intentional homicide.

[Drop Valley Zero, male, twenty-nine years old, blonde, dark-skinned, orphaned from a family background, at the same time still a murderer with one hundred and one lives, let the other party wander outside, it is very likely to pose a threat to the masses, please actively report it and help the police arrest him as soon as possible. 】

How...... Ridiculous wanted reasons.

The blonde man's blue eyes were extremely dark, and he thought with a sneer inwardly.

Speaking of IQ, I remembered that I used to do that kind of intelligence test on the Internet, and the result showed that 72 points was mentally retarded.

emmmm…… Only......

I'm sure I'm not mentally retarded, but I can't say in good conscience I'm smart, ahem.

So it's not that I don't want to write about smart people, it's really because I don't have enough IQ.