"You ......"

Halfway through, Ikekawa squeezed a word out of her throat. He looked at the card in his hand, and didn't smell any romance in it.

Not to mention romance, the thought that this card was prepared by Gin, even has a faint murderous aura.

"You prepared that?"

Gin glanced at him, already understanding what was going on from his little brother's strange performance today, "Vodka prepared. ”

...... But he's your little brother, isn't that no different from what you prepared?!

Seeing that the other party said this calmly, Ikekawa Na almost didn't catch his breath. He glanced at the card in his hand several times, trying to see some code message in it, to tell himself that the man opposite him had been kidnapped, instead of actually preparing a ...... for himself This kind of thing.

And does that guy really read this kind of book?

He pursed his lips, remembering the cover of the book in the flickering candlelight of the scented candle. It is a hardcover version of the hard shell, and the beautiful English font outlines the title of the book.

Then, from this cover and this book that he had read as a child, he remembered another picture.

The boy with long black hair nestled in the arms of the man sitting in the chair, opened the hardcover book, and then curled up and yawned slightly.

As soon as he read a few pages, he was itched by the tip of his nose from the other party's hanging silver hair, frowning, reaching out to hold down those annoying hairs, which caused more static electricity caused by the friction of the clothes, making the ends of the other party's hair a little fried, and the fine strands of hair rubbed against the exposed skin with the wind even more annoyingly.

The butler behind him apparently felt that it was rude to let the killer in charge of protection sit in a chair and then snuggle up on the other person to read a book.

But this is the person given by the boss to this little master, just like the stuffed bear on last year's birthday, the owner of this gift has the absolute 'right to use', even if he wants the other party to sleep with him at night, he has no reason to stop it as a housekeeper.

So the butler could only walk over and put down the sliced apple pie and fruit tea in the tray in his hand, and gave each other a warning look.

Strictly implement the concept of that BOSS, The bodyguard who only listened to the words of this little young master refused to accept the signal, and quietly served as his human-shaped warm water bag, because it was really not interesting, he drooped his dark green eyes, and could only look at the pages of the book.

...... This guy has really seen it!

Remembering that he had been exposed to the books he had read or talked about and had been exposed to Gin, and some of them were even brought back by him after he had asked the other party to bring them back after leaving the villa on a mission, Ikekawa Nai took a cup and took several sips of fruit wine to block the expression on his face.

Isn't that even weirder......

Originally, the purpose of this meal was to talk about the previous events and see if we could get more news.

After all, he didn't think that Gin was the kind of guy who really didn't say anything if he forgot about it, at least he would definitely mention it a few times when he usually sneered at him, but Gin really didn't mention it at all.

There must have been some other reason in there that prevented him from talking about it, and the eye drops were ...... Remembering Gin's skillful attitude when she gave herself eye drops, and even occasionally carrying a spare bag on her body, in case she sometimes forgot to take it and ran out of use when she had a headache, Ikekawa Na remembered another question.

Did he even know that the eye drops were used to control himself?

This question determines whether the guy is an accomplice to the boss or not, and although he tends to answer no, it's better to figure it all out.

Thinking of this all the time, Ikekawa Na reacted to another thing. He has always been too trusting of Gin, and this sense of trust probably comes from the projection of his subconscious experience when he was a child, so after realizing that he had forgotten that past, his first thought was to find Gin to make it clear and then make amends in what he was able to do.

But isn't this act completely revealing that one's memory is recovering...? If the other party's thoughts on his memory are the same as that gentleman's, when the information about the memory recovery is transmitted to the boss, he can be dragged to the laboratory in the middle of the night to consolidate his brain again.

Reaching out and rubbing the temples that were swollen again because of the complicated thoughts, Ikekawa Na temporarily will

The matter was pushed back, and he put down the card, and was about to open his mouth to explain this matter to the other party, when he smelled a strange smell.

It's a strange sweetness, mixed with uncomfortable bitterness, crackling in the air, full of malicious joy.

Very strong flavor, so strong that it obviously does not come from the emotions of one person, but from many people.

In the next second, a series of gunshots rang out outside the private room.

From the time of the gunshots and bullets, it should be a □□ with some ideas, and the two people in the private room stood up at the same time at the moment of the gunshot, and pressed the hand they were carrying with their hands. On the gun, his eyes were awe-inspiring

Aware of the movement outside.

"Don't move ——!"

"Squat down for me! Do you hear it——! ”

With the shouting, there was another sound of bullets shooting and breaking through the air, and the people outside seemed to be shooting indiscriminately at the private rooms on both sides, and the bullets easily broke the already decorative fabric curtain and shot at the people in the private rooms.

Ikekawa looked for the sound and ducked to the side, avoiding the bullets that flew indiscriminately in the air, and the sharp wind of the bullets blew out the countless candles in the private room, and the sight fell into darkness as the sound of glass popping came from overhead.

This time, he couldn't lock the exact location and didn't have time to dodge, so he could only subconsciously raise his arm and block the forehead that needed the most protection.

A cold touch came from the arm, and after the glass fell to the ground, the scene fell into a depressing silence, and after someone outside cursed not to shoot indiscriminately, the original shocking gunfire finally stopped.

Looking out through the cracked open curtain in the private room, Ikekawa soon saw the perpetrators of the riot.

A team of gangsters with their heads covered in black masks were walking this way, and every time they passed a private room, they would arrest the people inside to check, as if they were checking something, and after looking at it for a while, he quickly realized that it was not checking, but just selecting.

They don't know for what purpose, it is not enough to use the entire hotel guests as hostages to blackmail the police, and they are ready to take a few more important identities as hostages.

The gangster stopped in a private room diagonally in front of him, and dragged out a man wearing glasses who looked unusually unrefreshed, and the man at the head looked at the other person's face and evaluated it as if he were picking a commodity.

"Isn't this the guy who claims to be a genius computer programmer? I saw you in the newspaper not long ago. ”

The man touched his chin, didn't give the other party's companion a glance, seemed to think that the other party's identity was enough but not too good, he smacked his lips and thought for a moment, but still motioned to the gangsters behind him to bring it.

Ikekawa's attention was not on the man, and he frowned at the fellow of the genius programmer who was disliked by the leader, confirming that the guy was indeed Bourbon.

And it's a bourbon in a 'bourbon' outfit.

The blonde man in a black vest stood behind the crowd, looking at the riot scene inside with a cold face, and only waved his hand to make a nervous and frightened look when the gun-wielding gangster's eyes looked at him, but that expression was really a bit perfunctory to Ikekawa Na.

Remembering that I heard that Bourbon had an important mission today, but I didn't expect that the mission venue was actually this restaurant, Ikekawa Nai glanced at the side again, and felt that this group of robbers today was really unlucky.

It's not good when to come, but you have to pick today.

Ikekawa Na originally wanted to take another look at the number of people, but before he could see the outside clearly, he felt his wrist tighten, he turned his head and saw Gin tugging at his wrist, his expression was a little terrifying.

Following the other party's gaze, he realized that the sticky feeling on his arm that he had been feeling just now was not the wine sprinkled after the bullet broke the bottle, but blood.

Many of the glass shards that flew before pierced directly into the forearm that he exposed from the hem of his sleeve because of the action of raising his hand, but he didn't feel any pain, because the smell of malice in the air just now was too strong, and there was also the smell of blood outside, so he didn't notice it at all.

Is the lack of pain also an effect of the vampire buff?

The injuries were not serious, but they looked terrible because of the glass shards, with shards on the forearms and wrists, and the most serious one was the one that was stuck horizontally on the side of the wrist, and it was difficult to see if there were any blood vessels in the dark light.

"You don't feel pain?" Gin sarcastically said.

This time, he didn't even say the tone words that he usually makes when he was unhappy, his face was probably darker than the private room that had lost the light source, there was nothing to bandage here, he took out the □□ with a black face first, and looked like he was going to directly deal with the people outside and then take him away.

Ikekawa Na, who originally thought that this method was not impossible, remembered a certain device she had just seen, and still pulled the person back and pressed it to the seat with her intact left hand.

"Wait." Under Gin's particularly unhappy gaze, he spoke, "I don't want your wanted warrant to be on the front page. ”

At a glance, he saw at a glance that behind the gunmen walking in front, two also masked guys were holding a camera, not like they were videotaping, after all, the leader still turned his head to say something to the camera from time to time.

Obviously, they want to put pressure on the government and the police for some purpose, so they came up with this kind of real-time live broadcast operation.

Of course, Gin can open the heads of those guys who don't have long eyes by himself now, but it's better to do this kind of thing under the live broadcast...... Even if they are a black-clad organization, they are not to the point where they are unscrupulous to pull out a gun and kill people in front of the camera.

He doesn't want to go to prison to get people out of prison when the time comes! I don't want to be in charge of Gin's prison either!