40 Chapter 40
After all the things were over, only the list was lined up to take turns guarding Yasuda Tomo, who was the murderer, waiting for the police to arrive tomorrow morning, and the rest of the people left the living room and returned to their rooms.
Before going back to the bedroom, Amuro changed direction and walked to the more secluded study, and after seeing his behavior, he immediately understood that the other party was going to talk to him, and Zhu Fu Jingguang followed closely and followed.
The two soon met in the study.
"I'm afraid that USB flash drive is fake." After the meeting, Amuro got straight to the point, revealing his previous speculation that he had been interrupted by the collapse of the storage room shelves.
He frowned and went through all those doubts in his head, and affirmed, "If Yasuda Ichiro really had organized intelligence and information, it would be impossible to choose to fake his death...... I'm afraid that the USB flash drive and the handle are just trying to stall for time. β
Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded, "Hmm." I've just checked, and it's really unlikely. It looks like this time it's been a trip for nothing......"
His original task was to obtain Yasuda Ichiro's consent to the witness protection plan, obtain the information in his hand and send the person to the public security headquarters for secret protection, but he didn't expect that the information he needed to obtain was fake, and even the target person was killed.
"Speaking of which, how did you end up playing this relationship with Columbeth...?" Putting aside this predestined matter for the time being, the man frowned, his expression was a little worried, "Didn't you say not long ago that he and Gin ......"
Did you snatch someone from Gin's hands?
"It's a long story." The blonde man frowned, probably not expecting that there would be so many follow-ups after this incident, and it could cause such a chaotic situation, "I care more about the FBI than this." β
Shuichi Akai's behavior is really weird. He is a rationalist who maximizes absolute interests in every aspect, and he dares to expose his identity in front of Columbai for the sake of those love relationships, and it is obviously not his style to keep approaching each other, there must be another purpose behind it.
But the guy is tighter than anything else, and according to what he heard from Judy, he has temporarily disassociated himself from some FBI missions after faking his death, and has secured a secret personal plan that is in the works......
Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled Columbai's expression just now and the smile that disappeared with the darkness in the winery not long ago, Amuro frowned, and said in a low voice, "Hiro, you haven't been with him for a while before, I wonder if he is ......"
The words were interrupted by the faint sound of footsteps coming from the hallway, and the two of them were silent at the same time, holding their breath and waiting for the man who was walking in the direction of the study to leave.
Zhu Fu Jingguang narrowed his eyes, thinking about how there could be people coming here at this time, when he suddenly heard the young tame in front of him speak again, and he didn't lower his voice at all.
"If it weren't for that scene, I wouldn't believe that the rumors in the organization were true, but there was no way, out of the task, now I have to snatch people from Gin's hands first, and trouble the young master to accompany me to act."
Wait a minute! Zero, there's someone out there......
The man on the other side widened his eyes and wanted to open his mouth to stop him, but before he could stretch out his hand, he heard Amuro Toru as if he had been asked something, and continued, "What I bumped into is not a big scene. β
The man with a sunny and handsome face bent his eyes, and when he smiled, there seemed to be black gas around him, "It's just that I broke into the safe house at that time, and happened to bump into Gin and Columbeth and the two of them went to bed, and they were halfway done, and they didn't let go when someone came in with their fingers interlocked, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that Gin has such a side, right?" β
Zhu Fu Jingguang: Ah, ......?
Isn't there someone out there? How can you suddenly say such a thing... And halfway through it, didn't you just untie your clothes, but you were glad that you went early for a long time and didn't face the scene of a full home run......
With his knowledge of his childhood, he immediately judged that this sentence did not seem to be said to himself. Thinking like this, the man with a pair of blue cat's eyes silently turned his head to look at the opposite side, and sure enough, he was in the half-open study
Another figure was caught outside the door.
Very familiar figure.
Or Zhufu Jingguang: ......
Really.
He said why it suddenly became this topic! Is it because I know that the person who came is Shuichi Akai!?
Anyway, it's a bit naΓ―ve, isn't it?! And... If you think about it from the other person's point of view, it can explode when you hear it.
"I think the relationship between the two of them is probably not so simple, so that Columbeth and Gin can clasp each other's hands tightly when they are broken, they should have feelings, right? It's completely different from the kind of bed, companionship, relationship, and relationship where you meet several times a week, and when you meet either to a safe house or a hotel, and there is no other intersection. β
Toru Amuro's smile was a little softer, "When I left, I heard from the researchers at the base that the two of them were even holding hands at the base, and Gin's move was really frightening......
I think your current behavior is even more frustrating......
Stared at by his own young tame with a gentle gaze that was bubbling with black gas, and a little to the side, you could see Akai Shuichi's dark green eyes, sandwiched between the two again, Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth several times, and finally couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "I think we should go back and rest early." β
Don't huck me anymore!
"Yes, then I'll go back first." Amuro turned around easily, picked up the candle next to him that had not been lit for the sake of hiding his figure, and lit it with a lighter not far away, the fire quickly reflected a small space, and the eyes of the person outside who had no emotion.
When he reached the door, he smirked as if he had just noticed someone outside, "...... Mr. Okiya, why are you here? β
"Your room is next to the crime scene, Miss Xu Ya is afraid that you are not used to living and wants to ask if you need to change the room, but I can't find anyone, so let me help her find it together." Okiya paused, "She's in the living room now, if you need ......"
"Thank you, no need to change rooms. He should have slept already, and it wouldn't be good to wake him up and change rooms. The blonde man smiled and passed by the man at the door, "It seems that I will only have to sleep on the sofa next to the bed tonight, and I will see you tomorrow morning." β
Zhufu Jingguang: ......
He was really tired.
Looking at the back of his young tame leaving, the man sighed deeply, and then turned his somewhat sympathetic gaze to Okiya, "... Your identity has been revealed. β
The pink-haired man pushed the trimmed glasses on his face, noncommittal.
"Well, the FBI's tradition of secrecy." Zhu Fu Jingguang reached out and pressed his temples with a little headache, "I don't know what you're going to do, but it's not a good choice to have too much contact with Columbai, he ......"
It's very confusing. And during the time he got along when he was undercover, he always felt that the other party was hanging by something or an idea, and that feeling of suppressing something should not appear in a person who was less than twenty years old at the time.
In many places, he didn't reach adulthood until he was twenty years old, and even if he only reached the passing line in a few months, he was just a person with a minor label printed on him.
The kind of repression that is occasionally revealed...... On the contrary, now after amnesia, even if his face is much longer than before, sometimes the young master's aura makes him feel younger than then.
"I know measure." Okiya waved his hand and skipped the topic for the time being, "I'm here for another matter, to communicate with the public security on behalf of the FBI, I think if I talk to him directly, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble." β
Thinking of the young tamer's attitude towards this FBI, Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed again, "If it's a matter at work, Zero won't... However, if it is a direct representation of both parties, wouldn't it be more formal to let the upper echelons settle it? β
"No one can guarantee that there will be no enemy insiders at the top." The FBI agent frowned, "You should know this better than anyone else." β
Hearing this, the man who exposed his undercover identity at that time was because of the ghost in the public security pursed his mouth and motioned for the other party to continue.
"So it's better to start with this
Going up, it's a little more convenient to communicate with the people who really act than those at the top of the interior who don't know their true identities and only sit in the office and command. β
Zhu Fujingguang's expression changed.
He had indeed heard of the plan that the police were going to take, after all, both in terms of the relationship between the other party and the boss, and in terms of the role he played in the entire organization, the value of the information that could be obtained through interrogation after his arrest was immeasurable.
He is a very important part of the total elimination of the organization.
It's just that behind the whole incident of revealing his identity because of the ghost last time, the various departments at the upper level have been divided for a long time in order to ensure that this kind of tragedy does not happen again, and it is not a task that can be completed by any department alone, and it should be implemented after the adjustment between the various departments.
He didn't expect that the other party was going to say this today.
"You should have heard from them that I'm on a special mission...... Quest for Columbeth. β
"It's been three months on the FBI's side, and if we can complete the plan within three months, then we can change the direction of our entire operation, and we can be more... Clear and effective. β
"What if it's not done?" For a thing, while knowing the best aspect, it is natural to know the worst outcome, Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the other party with a frown, and continued to ask.
Okiya closed his eyes and said as an FBI agent, "If it fails, the FBI will cooperate with the public security to carry out the arrest plan against Columbeth." β
If the FBI and the police join forces, even if the other party is capable, I am afraid that it will not be able to escape smoothly.
β...... I will tell you the truth. β
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The next morning, Ikekawa Na did not leave with Toru Amuro.
After asking the other party to send Enoch, who was full of reluctance, back to the villa, he simply waited in Yasuda's house.
waited until the police took the murderer away, and the people who were originally in the villa were almost gone, only after the maid Xuya was still guarding the house, did he wait for a belated Porsche.
"You're too late, aren't you? It seems like I texted three hours ago, and I can walk up the hill at this time. The dark-haired man, who had returned his coat but was still wearing his dressing gown, opened the door as he spoke, pausing to see what was going on inside the car.
Gin sat in the back seat rarely, and at this time he was recuperating with his eyes closed, and he didn't even raise his head after hearing Ikekawana's voice.
As the door was opened, the man standing outside the car smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Hurt?" Chikawa Nai's expression changed, and she looked down at the clothes on the other party's body, there was no trace, but there was an identical black windbreaker randomly piled up next to the seat, and there was a little blood stain on it.
It seems that the wound has been treated.
"What are you dressed for?" Not responding to the question about the wound, Gin turned his head to look at his black bathrobe and sneered.
"Dress up when you're in trouble." He didn't plan to ask for the kimono that was messed up by water and fruit bowls, and he directly troubled the maid Xu Mei in the morning and threw it away, so now he can only continue to act in a bathrobe and hotel-like slippers.
The silver-haired man opened his mouth to say something, but immediately frowned after his eyes fell on the glass on the second floor of the villa, and reached out and dragged the person directly into the car.
could have been directly supporting the other party's body with his hands to avoid it dexterously, but considering that the guy was blocking it tightly and didn't know where the wound was, Ikekawa Nai was going to make a move, and staggered a little and dragged into the car, his knees against the seat, and the whole person straddled the other party.
β... Can I get on the bus from that side to kill you? He opened his mouth with a customary stab, and Gin sat on one side near the door, and he had no place to sit, and after being dragged into the car, he had to plant himself on the other side before he could sit on the other side.
"There's someone in the villa." Gin frowned, ignoring the wrong posture of the two, and directly reached out and closed the car door, "Drive first." β
"Yes......" Vodka has a faint voice
Coming from the front.
He glanced behind him a little embarrassedly, and quickly looked away, once again affirming the identity of Columbai's "sister-in-law" in his heart.
This posture is also too intimate, if you look at it from the outside, it is like two people talking in the car door for a short period of time, and they can't help themselves, and they directly pounce on each other and kiss.
Trembling at his thoughts, Vodka laughed dryly twice in his heart.
What are you doing here, and no one is really watching from the outside... Let's drive first.
Outside the study room of the villa, the maid Xuya came back with a glass of water and handed it to the pink-haired man standing between the bookcases, and thanked him, "Mr. Okiya, thank you for staying and helping me, let's have a glass of water first." β
"It's fine." Okiya withdrew his gaze from the outside of the villa and picked up the glass of water.
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On the Porsche, after seeing that Gin was injured in the shoulder and was fine, Ikekawa Nai quickly withdrew his gaze and said to the man driving in front of him, "Let's go to Mr. first." β
He received a text message last night, but because his mobile phone had no signal, he only saw it this morning.
Using the key to open the neck ring in front of Gin, Ikekawa frowned and removed it, allowing the vodka to stop at the mall because something in the passenger seat was stuck in her throat.
β... Chocolate? He motioned to the vodka to take the contents with a strange expression, and after taking the bag of familiar chocolates, he turned his head to look at the gin next to him, "You eat this?" β
"That's what Big Brother bought for you." Vodka coughed twice, feeling that he was shouldering the responsibility of the eldest brother's love security guard, "Didn't the box before be overturned......
Ikekawa Na's face was a little more strange, he took out a box of about the same size from inside, picked one at random and put it in his mouth, and then took out the chocolate and the bottom of the whole inside, leaving only a box that was square and couldn't see anything.
He paused slightly, then put the neck ring in and closed the lid.
Then, after the car had stopped at the entrance of the base and the vodka got out of the car, Ikekawa Na took off the hairband, and used her hand to make the side rub hard against the sides of her neck.
Originally, there was only a circle of uniform red marks on the neck, and some places had oozed a little blood.
He couldn't let the gentleman find out that the wound was self-inflicted, so it would take some brute force to break its "evenness".
When he made that set of actions before, Gin just watched, without any intention of asking, and waited until this action came out before the man raised his eyebrows and commented, "If you like pain, there are many better ways than this." β
"Nobody likes pain, but wounds can be useful sometimes." Ikekawa Na glanced at him and stood up, "If I haven't come out for too long, you can go first." β
Gin grabbed a cigarette and ignored it.
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The car stopped at the door of a base, and after getting out of the car, Ikekawa Na stepped on the disposable slippers prepared by the villa and walked in a bathrobe.
Compared to the other bases, the scale here is very large, but there are very few people, and you can't see anyone in the three or four corridors. There are no training grounds and safe houses or anything like that, just floors of labs.
He entered through the main entrance, pressed the elevator with his fingerprint, and waited until he reached the lowest floor, and only after the elevator door opened did he see a few scattered figures.
Several members of the group, dressed in black and wearing sunglasses, stood at various points in the corridor, holding their β‘β‘ at the position of the door as the elevator came down, waiting for the door to open and see the people on it before they put away their guns and resumed their previous standing posture.
Akakawa walked to the end of the hallway with her slippers unsquinting, and only stopped when she stood in front of the door at the end that required fingerprints and facial recognition to unlock it.
"Young Master." Seeing that he stopped, the man standing by the door had no emotion in his tone, as if he had long been accustomed to it, "The boss is inside." Allow me to do your routine check-up before you go in. β
The black-haired man yawned slightly, stretched out his hand, and let the other party use the detector in his hand to scan himself up and down, and when it swept to the calf, the man avoided the ankle
on the silver bracelet.
"May I ask what you have on your hand?" Seeing the black gift box in the other party's hand, which was neither too large nor small, the man put down the detector in his hand and asked again.
"A gift for my husband." Ikekawa Na's face was as usual.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll check this too." Opening the lid, the man checked the contents up and down, confirmed that there was nothing wrong, and then closed the gift box, "No problem, please come in." β
Na Ikekawa walked in.
The interior of the room is completely different from the metallic passage outside, like a study in a European-style building.
The fireplace was still burning in the outdated fireplace, the wood was scorching and crackling, and the smoke was sent up to the processed fireplace vents, and there was no smell of smoke in the room, only a faint smell of smoke.
The floor of the room is covered with a thick wool carpet that makes the whole interior feel warmer.
With a small movement, he kicked off his slipper, placing it in a small area of the doorway that was not covered by the carpet, and his foot quickly sank into the shaggy carpet when he stepped on it.
There was a large chair in the study near the fireplace, and the gentleman was originally just sitting and reading, but when he saw the other party come in, his misty blue eyes were dyed with a little smile, and he closed the book to prevent it from being aside, and his fingers tapped a few times on the armrest, "Come here." β
His appearance is even a little younger than the previous memories of seven years ago, and he has changed from thirty or forty years old to making it impossible to tell whether he is in his twenties or thirties, but he has an inexplicable temperament that does not match his age, and when he looks up, he brings a slight sense of oppression.
Ikekawa walked over obediently, put down the black gift box in her hand, and knelt on the thick carpet, pressing her side face against the man's thigh, like a coquettish child lying on the lap of an elder.
The gentleman reached out and straightened his black hair, his hand expertly enveloping the back of the man's neck, and before his fingertips fell and rubbed slowly, he took a step to see the marks on the man's neck.
The man's movements paused for a moment, and his voice became cold, "... Injured? β
"Well, I accidentally got hit by the trap." Originally, the purpose of aggravating the wound again was to cover up the fact that he had made it, but Ikekawa nodded slightly, feeling that the hand that was originally around his neck relaxed a little.
The strangulation marks on the slender and white neck were particularly conspicuous, and the gentleman frowned and opened the drawer not far away, took out a small wooden box, and applied the cold ointment inside little by little, and did not put his hand on the back of the neck, but withdrew a little later.
"I have other things to do today, I won't have dinner with you. Tell Furukawa what he wants to eat at night and let him prepare. Putting the box back in the cabinet next to it, the man stared at the golden eye on one side and spoke.
Ikekawa paused. His fingers hidden under his sleeve moved slightly, suppressing the not-so-good emotions for the other party that had been brought about by the drug problems and memories that had been gradually discovered in the past few days.
When he looked up and spoke to the other person again, he was no different from when he trusted him wholeheartedly.
"I don't want to go back tonight." He frowned, puffing out his face slightly, "Today is Monday, and Butler Furukawa will add a lot of vegetables to my dinner. β
"Picky eater." The man's fingers tapped a little the bridge of his nose, "Then where are you going to go today, go back with gin?" I've been hearing a lot of rumors about this lately. If you just want to have fun, he won't be a good choice. In those gray industries under your command, there should be many suitable candidates? β
Seeing that the other party didn't interject, Mr. played with the strands of black hair in his hand, and sighed like a parent who is infinitely tolerant of younger generations, "I don't care about your affairs, didn't you bring me a gift?" β
"Hmmm......"
Ikekawa Na spoke at this time, looking a little embarrassed.
"The previous mission was sent to the target, and I asked the assistant to prepare a new one according to his appearance."
He had two purposes in mind this time. One is to let this block appear out of thin air, but it must always be carried on your neck in the bright light.
Originally, it was a bit strange that he suddenly chose to wear this kind of thing, and the slightest mistake would attract closer attention, so it was better to give this thing as a gift, so that it could have a chance to fall on his neck justifiably.
The second is... He needs permission to go out.
I went to Yasuda Villa because the mission required it, Chaolu
The winery and other clubs where you can usually rest are because there are already organized forces there, and there are even suites that belong to him, so of course there is nothing to do when you go to rest.
But if he wants to go to other places that have nothing to do with the organization, such as the coupon that Dr. Nozawa handed him, the location of the next clue, the hot spring inn in the Snow Mountain Resort, he needs a permit.
As he pondered, the gentleman had opened the box.
Quietly in the box sat a neck ring, shrouded in a metallic hue in the light.
The man's movements in his hands paused obviously, and then the soft colors between his eyebrows and eyes became a little deeper, and his voice was as soft as a sigh, "Good boy." β
"Come here, keep your head up a little." The gentleman reached out and straightened the black hair behind him and fastened the neck ring around his slender neck.
"It's beautiful."
It's really beautiful, and the dark metal ring falls on the neck, creating a strong color contrast that complements the black bathrobe on her body.
"What reward do you want?"
"I want to hang out." Chikawa Nai pursed her lips and lowered her eyes to block the doubt in her eyes, "After I came back, I had a task every day, obviously I only had one time in the United States for a long time before, and there were enough documents to be corrected every day." β
"I can give you less tasks, you can go to a winery or a clubhouse or something like that for a while." The man's hand around his neck tightened a little, and his expression was uncertain, "You know, I don't like you running around." β
"Isn't it okay to be very close?" He pursed his lips and looked up to meet the other's eyes.
β...... All right. For the sake of you, you're really obedient this time. He reached out and touched the other party's upturned eyelashes, and said in a compromise, "You have to be back in two days, don't make me angry, huh?" β
"Hmm." He bent his eyes and rubbed the palm of the other's hand with the side of his face, "Of course not." β
When the conversation was over, the room fell silent again, and the gentleman simply continued to look into his golden eyes as if he were reading the pages of an interesting book.
I don't know how long it took, but he put down the little Columbian white wine left in his hand and said, "It's almost time, you can go back first." β
The man on his lap was about to nod his head when he heard another voice from above.
"The lab is almost ready."
Ikekawa lowered her eyes and did not respond. In less than a moment, there was a tingling pain in the earlobe, as if the other party was not satisfied with his distraction.
"Like Belmode, you've probably seen her, nothing has changed from before to now."
After pinching the earlobe of the man lying on his lap hard, the gentleman stroked his hair comfortingly, "The medicine has been perfected for several generations, and there is no problem with the injection." How many people want eternal life, and you probably haven't felt death yet, so you don't know how precious this opportunity is. I also want you to stay with me all the time and not be stuck with longevity or something. β
Dissatisfied with this silence, the pain that fell on the earlobe became clearer and more intense, and it seemed that he was not ready to wait for the other party to open his mouth to agree, the man let go of his hand and made a decision, "Next December, when you have your birthday, you will be exactly 25 years old." β
Ikekawa slowly squeezed her hand hidden under the cuffs, her nails digging into the flesh, and only nodded slightly after a brief silence.
One year to go. He was running out of time.
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When I got back to Porsche, the atmosphere was a little weirder than it had been before.
Vodka kept looking behind him in the rearview mirror, and finally couldn't help but hand the man in the back seat a napkin before driving.
Ikekawa Nai took the soft paper a little inexplicably, and when she looked up at the rearview mirror, she found that her earlobe had been bleeding, from the wound that was forcibly pinched and stabbed,
Bright red blood flowed down, pooled together, and then slowly dripped down and moisturized on the black bathrobe.
"What's going on?" Gin, who had changed from the back seat to the passenger seat, was holding a cigarette, and there was no mockery in his tone.
"I didn't do a good job, and I said something that made him not very happy." Pressing a tissue on her earlobe, Ikekawa closed her eyes and casually pinched the blood-stained paper ball in her hand, "You're going on a mission in a while?" β
"Yes, the eldest brother has a task in a while." Vodka answered, "...... send you back to the villa first?" β
"No, let's go straight to the mission location." The dark-haired man frowned and leaned back in his seat, "I'll stay in the car for a while, and then I'll ......"
He paused, thinking about the villa he grew up in, and only felt that the negative emotions had never been so strong.
Maybe it's because of a performance in Yasuda's house late last night that belongs to the mother and son, maybe it's because of the ultimatum just now, the still painful earlobe, the back of his neck that has been hot, and he doesn't want to go back there at all.
"I'll go to your safe house tonight."
Ikekawa frowned and turned to look at the man with long silver hair in the passenger seat.
With a shake of his vodka hand, the Porsche made an extraordinarily tortuous S-shape on the road, and he swallowed, feeling that he shouldn't be here.
"......" Gin didn't speak, just turned his face away, but both Vodka and Ikekawa Na, who were driving, knew that this meant permission, so the former swallowed his saliva and drove the car more tortuously.
Calm down, vodka cheers yourself up in your heart. Sooner or later, you will get used to it, and there will definitely be countless times after that, maybe the next time you will go to a love/fun hotel, as the eldest brother, it is too inferior to drive randomly because of hearing this kind of words!
Thinking like this, he gritted his teeth and drove the car again, arrived at the mission location, and then got out of the car first like every previous time, leaving room for the two people in the car to talk.
Gin waited for the door to close before extinguishing the cigarette in his ashtray, and he looked behind him in the rearview mirror, the dark-haired man with his hands on his chest, sitting in such a position that it was unclear whether he was contemplating or resting.
The earlobes had stopped bleeding, and the paper ball with dried blood was set aside, and the dull red on the white was particularly glaring.
He waited and waited, and seeing that the man behind him didn't want to say anything more, he simply pulled the door and got out of the car, and the moment the door closed, a barely audible voice came from behind, and for the first time clearly expressed his resistance to the gentleman's actions in front of the silver-haired killer.
β...... I don't want to be one of Belmode's kind. β
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If there really is such a perfect medicine, why is Mr. himself so unclear, and what is he pursuing to transform the body with machinery while taking medicine......
Moreover, who wants to be this kind of monster who is immortal and will rely on medicine forever.
It's not like he hasn't seen Belmode when he's tormented by side effects.
If he had mentioned this to him before returning to Japan, perhaps he would have agreed.
Because it was the person who gave him a second life, a family person, he naturally had no reason to refuse.
But now, the warmth that has lasted for more than ten years has been shrouded in a layer of mind control, memory deletion and cropping, and even artificially created illusions, why did he use the way of becoming a monster...... Accompany that person.
Are they really family...... Or what the hell is the family. All his ideas about family come from the introductions in those books, as well as the descriptions in them, and family relationships are so complex that he can't have an accurate definition after reading so many books.
Suppressing the emotions squeezing in her chest, Ikekawa Na took out her mobile phone and decided to move on to the next step first.
Now that you've earned the chance to go out, let's go to the planned hot spring inn first.
The phone he dialed was quickly connected, "Miss Katori." β
"Young Master." There was a sound of paper flipping over there, and it should have been that he immediately put down the information at hand after receiving the call, "May I ask what it is..."
"Please send the documents that you will process in the next few days to the villa tomorrow, and then help me set the ......," Ikekawa Na said after a pause.
The purpose of booking a ticket directly to the hot spring inn was too clear, and he was not even sure whether Mr. had sent someone to keep an eye on the company's actions.
Thinking of this, he paused, and his tone was a little more relaxed, "Let Miss Masami help me make a travel arrangement, and the time must be controlled within two days." β
"Huh? Is the young master going on a trip? "If you go to a winery, clubhouse, or something like that with a private room, there is no time limit, and you usually want to go as long as you want.
Thinking like this, the assistant lady's tone jumped a lot, she looked down at the document in her hand, and suddenly remembered something, "Do you have something you like?" It's the best time to go to the hot springs and see the snow in this season, and if you don't mind, I'll ask Masami to make plans in this direction as much as possible. β
As she spoke, she tapped her fingers on the table and unconsciously drew an 'A'.
"Well, I'll leave it to you."
Ikakawa put down the phone, feeling that the other party was really happy for herself.
His fingers tapped inadvertently on the surface of the chair, and his eyes drooped in thought.
From the previous actions and investigations, it is completely confirmed that Dr. Nozawa and Assistant Katori are loyal, and there is no doubt about this.
He closed his eyes, feeling so tired for the first time, the opportunity to travel in exchange for pleasing and pretending to be clever, and the mystery he left for himself to be solved when he didn't know when he could solve it, as well as those inexplicable things.
Usually I am rarely entangled by such complicated thoughts, but today it is different.
A very strange feeling came up from the mouth of the heart, and spread to the limbs, so that everyone was a little dizzy, as if they had been thrown to the surface of the sea, and they could only flutter on their own, and could not find the slightest support similar to driftwood.
It's so wrong...... This feeling of suddenly all the security being withdrawn even makes people's eyes a little damp and hot.
He gritted his teeth and leaned back a little, his hand propped to the side, and suddenly pressed against a piece of fabric that was somewhat hard.
Gin didn't know what task he was working on today, and the trench coat, stained with a little blood, was resting in the corner of the back seat, twisted up haphazardly.
By the time he reacted, he had already buried his face in it.
The faint smell of rust, the obvious smoke of gunpowder, mixed with the usual nicotine smell on the man's body, poured into his nasal cavity.
Not enough... The more the better, the number of people who can bury themselves, want to dig a space in the middle to lie in, and then surround yourself with clothes, want to be enveloped by this smell, want to .......
Nest.
When the word came to mind, Ikekawa Na jerked her hand over her face.
How could you want to do this... Thing.
It's a shame too!
Forcibly suppressed this thought, and just gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep all the way back after the other party had already completed the mission, and when he stepped into the gin safe house, he finally couldn't help it, and whispered to the other party, "I need to borrow your bedroom." β
Before the other party could speak, Ikekawa Nai gritted her teeth and continued to add, "Don't ask anything." I'll explain it to you when it's all over. β
To be honest, he couldn't think of anything right now that would explain the act he was going to do in a moment, but that could be said later.
He just wanted to find a place to bury himself in it now, not in a villa that had been taken care of by a housekeeper, nor in a suite where he didn't know if there was eyeliner or not.
Gin would have checked his safe house regularly, and no one would have dared to install anything like that in his house, and Mr. would not have done such a thing to this loyal canine in a safe place.
There is no reason for him to go to a hotel to rest now, and any rejection of suites and villas will attract attention, so it is better to take advantage of the misunderstanding of his relationship with Gin and hide in his safe house.
After saying these words, without even looking at the other party's expression, he walked into the bedroom with a quick pace, closed the door, and then pulled out all the clothes in the closet and threw them on the bed behind him.
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The guy didn't have many clothes, and the whole wardrobe had just been covered after it was thrown up, and it was still far from being piled up into a nest where people could lie comfortably, so he flipped through it again, and turned out the other party's summer clothes.
Still not enough...... Why are there so few things?
Ikekawa opened the bedroom door and looted the coat on the hanger at the door, as well as the sofa cushions, under the strange gaze of the other party.
With couch cushions and pillows underneath and clothes piled on top, he finally made a scribbled nest on the bed, and he rubbed it forward, curled up on the bed, the tip of his nose full of the smell of tobacco.
When he reached out and pushed the clothes, trying to make them softer, he suddenly touched something hard and awkward, and he didn't want this hard object to disturb his sleep, the man frowned and looked at it.
It's actually a headband.
Akakawa pulled it out from under the pile of clothes in a bit of a daze.
It looks old, but both the craftsmanship and the small gems on it are the same as the headbands that I have been using since I was a child, and are sewn little by little by craftsmen.
It was left in the corner of the closet, not thrown away, never taken out and used, as if forgotten, until today when he turned out all the contents of the closet.
The dark green gemstones adorned on it do not dull their color due to age, but reflect crystal clear light.
The original dark green gem absorbed the light, but it was not much like Gin's eyes, which had been shrouded in the shadow of his hat.
He was a little strange how such a familiar and old headband could appear in the other party's closet, but the pain and sleepiness in his temples made the man no longer have the heart to think about this problem, he pinched the headband, buried his face in the black coat in front of him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gin walked in from the living room, and at first glance he saw his completely changed bedroom.
The wardrobe was wide open, it was already empty, and all the clothes were piled on the bed, burying the man curled up on the bed in layers, like a nest of soft clothes.
The warm yellow light illuminates the bedroom, giving this place, which is dominated by black and gray and looks extra cold and empty because of too little furniture, has a strange warmth at first glance.
He frowned, looked away, and pulled his dressing gown and bath towel from under him amid the displeased frown, ready to turn and walk towards the bathroom.
Before he could turn around, the silver-haired killer only felt a tightness in his hand, and the person who had been asleep had already woken up, frowning and tugging at the clothes he had taken away, unwilling to let go, and there was anger between his eyebrows.
Ikekawa Na is indeed on fire right now.
He was suddenly woken up by someone who had slept well, and the guy who woke him unceremoniously took away the 'floor' of his lair, causing the whole nest on that side to collapse, and the clothes were already pitiful, without which he would not be able to surround the bed.
"Let it go." Gin said coldly, increasing the strength in his hands.
"Don't let go." The black-haired man narrowed his eyes, and the sharp tiger teeth on one side were faintly exposed as he spoke, threatening, "Let go and give me back the things." β
These words are too reasonable, obviously taking someone else's things, but the master comes to take his own things, but it seems to be infringing on other people's property.
"Take it and it will collapse."
Just like he can't reason with a drunk person, his current appearance is no different from being drunk, Gin has no patience to deal with it, and after a pause for a moment, he directly took off the turtleneck sweater on his body and stuffed it into his hand.
Bartering is very Columbai's style of doing things. The guy whose brain was not very clear from the impact of the nesting instinct of the omega estrus frowned and compared.
This sweater is indeed a little larger than the dressing gown and bath towel combined, and it has been warmed by the other party's body temperature.
He let go of his grip on the corner of his dressing gown, took the garment and renovated his lair, then turned his back and curled up, not glancing at the true owner of the bedroom beside the bed.
Wait for Gin to rub his hair wet with moisture
When he came out of the bathroom, the man on the bed was still in the same position as when he left, and the whole person was curled up on the bed, occupying the middle position.
He walked over, not ready to go to the couch for a night, but directly reached out and ripped off the pile of clothes close to his side.
Originally surrounded by warmth, suddenly the clothes on the back position were taken away, and the cold wind poured in from the gap position, Ikekawa Na turned over, frowned and before he could speak, he felt the side of the bed collapse slightly.
The man's broad frame refills the gap created by the removal of his clothes.
The clothes that had been siphoned off were not thrown on the ground, but at Ikekawana's request, they became filling material for the pile of clothes on the other side, making the 'wall' of the nest at that end thicker.
It's really serious...... Nest.
And with his clothes.
Rolling the thought around his head, the man with long silver hair squinted his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple without speaking.
Keeping her eyes closed, not paying much attention to the change in the mood of the person next to her, Ikekawa Na leaned forward, the tip of her nose against the other's chest.
The man lying next to him completely filled the previous dissatisfaction caused by too little clothing, and even raised the temperature of the entire bed, making the nest even warmer, and he curled up with the heat source and slept a little more soundly.
Gin propped up his upper body and reached for the lamp on Ikekawa's side. In this position, the man is caged on each other's body, and his body temperature is blended together. After turning the light out, he paused, but pressed another switch next to him, and the light was back on at its lowest and dimmerst light.
In the bedroom, which was not completely darkened due to the dim light, soon only the slight sound of breathing remained, and after an unknown amount of time, Ikekawa Na frowned again.
It's so close.
The exhaled breath will be sprinkled on each other's faces, both of them have long hair, and the strands of hair close to the face blow up with the breath and scratch against the cheeks, which will bring a burst of unbearable itching and disturb the sleep.
However, if you hide back, this small nest will collapse due to the forced expansion of the space in the middle, and only now this distance is the best choice to maintain a sense of security.
Harassed by the blowing hair for a long time, Ikekawa Nai frowned, and finally couldn't help but turn around with the same distance between the two, facing away from each other, and didn't let the breath of the two be entangled anymore.
In the darkness, he felt a gaze fall on him, as if he was surprised by his behavior of leaving his back to others, but the black-haired man really didn't bother to care about it.
Gin guy doesn't like to talk much, even if he does, he doesn't have anything good to say, and sometimes the way to express his emotions is to stare at people with those eyes, and he has long been accustomed to being stared at, and he hasn't been able to sleep when he is watched.
In a drowsy mood, he suddenly felt the cold fingers of the person behind him against the base of his ear, as if he had found something, and rubbed his fingertips on it a few times, and then hooked the annoying hair.
In the next second, the breath suddenly approached, and the guy bit mercilessly on the tooth marks at the base of his ear, trying to cover something, the canine teeth rubbed the skin hard, and the other hand reached out from behind to clasp his waist, tightly clasping the person in his arms.
The sudden close breath, the pain at the base of the ear, the breath that fell on the side of the neck and the ear, and the tingling sensation it brought about made the man who was already asleep open his eyes in an instant.
He reached out and grabbed the wrist that was clasped around his waist, and before he could blurt out the sentence 'get out', he felt the other party's fingers go down a little.
The rope with the key around the neck was hooked out, and with a clear 'click', the neck ring around the neck fell in response.
Wait a minute......!
Ikekawana's eyes widened, and before he could open his mouth to make a breath sound, the man behind him suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist and pressed him face down in the pile of clothes.
The man leaned over without the slightest hesitation, his long silver hair hanging down, adding a sturdy barrier to the lair.
Gin lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and clung to the back of his neck with his sharp canine teeth
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At the same time as the canine teeth pierced the skin on the back of his neck, the man under him shuddered violently, and the hand that had been hanging by his side grabbed the sheet tightly. οΌοΌοΌ.