Bourbon watched the Irish car disappear completely, looked back at the door closed by the vodka in boredom, and raised his eyebrows playfully.

Sometimes, vodka has a brain.

But what's the point of closing the door to him?

He had known for a long time that Avi Clear was faking his illness.

Ireland is the only one who would believe that Avi Clear is sick.

The robot diligently passed in front of him with a rag, but Bourbon stopped him.

"Robert, prepare me afternoon tea." He instructed with a natural and contemptuous gesture.

Like a tall young master.

He did live the life of a young master for many years.

The only son of a finance officer, the last thing he lacks is money.

"Okay—yes—" A smile appeared on the robot's electronic screen, and the voice of the reply sounded emotional, but also full of stiffness.

Bourbon turned his head to look at the closed door again, shrugged his shoulders and went downstairs, sitting on the couch in the hall waiting for his afternoon tea.

It just didn't take long to sit down, and I couldn't help but want to get up and see what was going to happen in the room.

Gin will surely find out the fact that Avi Crell is pretending to be sick, what will he do if he finds out that he has been deceived?

Maybe it's not a lie, after all...... Gin may have known it was fake from the start.

But he came anyway.

yes, for whatever reason, it turned out that he was still here.

Bourbon smiled with interest, thought about it, and wanted to get up and walk out the door.

in the room.

The man with long silver hair was standing beside the bed, where Ireland had stood, looking down at the boy on the bed in the same manner.

It's just that Ireland's eyes are concerned, while Gin's eyes are calm.

It was like a beast looking at its prey with cold eyes.

The silver-white snake poked its head out of his hair and down his clothes, falling through a layer of quilt and falling on Aviclell.

The same cold gesture, the same color.

Looking at the young man who was still flushed and his eyes were foggy, Gin spoke calmly:

"Are you trying to fool me? Ivy. ”

There was not a hint of anger in his voice, even a slight smile.

But that was clearly not a happy smile.

Gin hates deception, and Aviclell has sworn never to lie to him.

"I didn't." The white-haired, blue-eyed, immature-looking boy sat up from the bed, his pale blue eyes still shining with water, but his expression was innocent and ignorant.

"I didn't try to cheat Papa." He repeated again, in an affirmative tone.

Gin hooked his lips mockingly, reached out and pinched the young man's chin, lifted the other party's face, and forced the other party to open his mouth.

"So what are you doing now? Well? He ran his thumb over Aviclere's teeth as if he were treating a beast with fangs, and as if checking that the puppy's teeth were growing.

Sharp teeth and claws are always the best weapons for a beast.

"Who do you want to know if you're sick?" Gin sneered.

Of course, for Avi Clear, this is certainly not a deception.

The video was passed to him by Bourbon, and the news of Avi Creel's illness was also told to him by Bourbon.

And what about Avi Clear? What did the other party do? The imp didn't even admit that he was sick.

Even if it is a deception, it is Bourbon lying.

But is Ivy Clear really innocent? How can it be.

He just made a sick appearance and let Ireland and Bourbon find out, and that's it.

Next with the character of Bourbon......

Avikril didn't have to do anything, Bourbon would naturally call Gin.

After all, that Bourbon guy is a bastard who doesn't think much of a big deal when he sees the excitement.

And Avi Clear just wanted Gin to know the news.

The news of the so-called illness was just a signal to Avi Crell to him.

Meaning - I miss you.

Clearly, Avi Clear did.

Gin successfully received the signal from Bourbon.

The silver-haired and red-eyed man looked at the white-haired and blue-eyed child meaninglessly, and withdrew his hand nonchalantly.

"I won't get sick, Papa knows it, so I won't be deceived." Aitto explained earnestly.

If you don't get deceived, it's not cheating.

Only believing is deception.

"Hideki and they're both sick, and I've been through the same thing as them, so I should be sick as them......" Aitto continued to explain why he was sick this time.

But he didn't say anything about the purpose of his illness.

His purpose...... It was for the family to come and see him.

Like Hideki and their family.

I don't know whether I believed it or not, Gin sat down on the edge of the bed, his face was flat, but his hand was raised again, from the young man's forehead all the way down to his neck.

The cold hands have their own cooling effect, but the temperature on Avikrell's body has always been hot.

The body temperature is real, and so is the condition.

In that case, how can it not be considered sick?

As if thinking of something funny, Gin raised the corners of his mouth, and the arc became wider and wider.

"If you're bored, I can give you a task." He slowly withdrew his smile and spoke coldly.

The boredom of the province is starting to get sick.

He wasn't so bored that he would cooperate every time.

"Do you know what happens to a sick dog?" There was a wonderful evil taste hidden in his tone.

Aitor shook his head.

"I don't know." He answered honestly.

This is knowledge that is not in the books.

"It will be abandoned, or it will be eaten." The silver-haired man reached out and stroked the young man's face with rare patience, but his smile was bloodthirsty and crazy.

Aitto blinked.

"I'm not going to get sick." Again, he reiterated earnestly.

So it will not be abandoned.

"I just want to see you......" He rubbed his face against his old father's palm.

The body temperature on his body visibly dropped, the flushing on his face disappeared instantly, and his complexion returned to snow-white.

In an instant, he changed from a sick posture as if he would lose his breath in the next second to a healthy appearance.

Gin withdrew his hand and took his phone out of his coat to look at it.

I don't know what I saw, he let out a low voice.

Then he said to the young man with an expectant face in a playful tone:

"Ireland left because of your illness."

"Probably won't come back." He looked at the young man with an ignorant expression, as if he hadn't reacted yet, and emphasized it again.

"Uncle Ireland left? Won't come back? The white-haired and blue-eyed boy muttered blankly.

He saw Ireland leaving, and he thought the other party had something to do, but ......

Won't come back?

"Don't you want me too?" His face immediately showed the grievance of being abandoned.

"Why is Uncle Ireland leaving? Am I doing something wrong? ”

As if he had found the only object he could rely on, he grabbed the gin and cried unscrupulously, as if he couldn't hold back and seemed to be venting his emotions.

Tears immediately wet Gin's clothes.

Gin turned his head and tried several times with a cold face but couldn't tear the person off of him.

"He applied to browse some of the organization's scientific intelligence, about human experimentation."

"Probably something happened that made him realize that he was not strong enough."

Gin explained coldly, lest Avi Clear think he had been abandoned again and start going crazy.

"He didn't think about improving his abilities by this means before, but now he has done it to this extent for you......"

"I think you'd better laugh." Gin scoffed.

The kind of project that will kill you if you are not careful, Ireland dares to think.

It's really thorough.

Avi Creel, a terrible monster.

(End of chapter)