Chapter 5: Think of a way

At the same time, the other side ——————

"Vodka, what's wrong with your sunglasses?" Gin keenly noticed that something was wrong with the vodka today and asked.

Vodka endured it, but didn't hold back, and said dryly: "Because my sunglasses are coated with super glue......"

He didn't say who did it, but he could guess who was responsible without mentioning Gin.

Remembering the events of last night, Gin closed his eyes and calmed down - that little bastard still survives, and he has a lot of responsibility.

Ten years ago, when he stuffed himself with a genius girl in his boss for a while, he felt that the other party was not only not an artificial intelligence as his colleagues said, but more like an artificial retard.

Originally, he could have thrown away this burden by persevering, but ...... He found himself suddenly trapped in a time loop and unable to move forward.

At first, he didn't understand why, but after repeating it a few more times, he would know - it was the little mentally retarded person he was forced to take over!

Gin's brain is not bad, his reasoning skills are not weak, and his intuition is sharp enough, and he gradually finds out the pattern - as long as this little retarded is in danger, his time will be turned back.

When he first found out, he didn't think it was a bad thing. Wouldn't it be nice to catch this unlucky child and go to a dangerous place to test the information, and when the danger is dangerous, she will automatically backtrack and safely eliminate the wrong answers. - and then he discovers that if he already knows that there is danger, he can't make a plan, and time will start to rewind when he makes a decision.

And every time he goes back, other predetermined events that have happened cannot be changed, as long as he wants to do something else instead of saving people, time will go back to the beginning like a bug, and he can't rely on this kind of time backtracking to get any benefits of an uncertain prophet.

For this reason, Gin has to endure a heart that wants to kill the other party, and patiently save people every time - just for his own time to move forward.

And because there is a time limit for this, the time given each time is the shortest time he can do, and he can't even throw people away out of sight - it's not that he hasn't tried, but it was confirmed later that it was useless and wasted his time, and Natsume Natsuki was still very useful to the organization, and he couldn't disobey the boss's orders.

You can't even get angry or punish them - because this unfortunate thing will run away from home out of fear or unhappiness and face danger, and then you have to save him!

Even ordinary prisoners can't do it - because she organized related training programs when she was a child, and when she grew up, she was useful and tasked, and later learned from a magician that her escape ability was simply at the level of a master! It's all to blame for Belmode's saying that he wants to train her! As a result, he developed this suffocating ability!

After successfully escaping with another double chatter, the little mentally retarded still stared curiously at him standing at the door, secretly angry, and asked: "Gin, is this what Belmode and the others are talking about? 】

Gin, who was only twenty years old at the time, reacted after a stunned moment, and subconsciously took a step back, looking at the twelve-year-old bean sprouts in front of him indescribably, feeling that he had heard some horror story.

After that, he gave up the option of locking up the guy's little dark room, and told her to stay away from Belmode—that woman really wasn't going to teach anything good.

After trying everything openly and covertly, Gin finally accepted the truth after three years - he really couldn't get rid of this little oil bottle, and he couldn't take advantage of her, and sometimes he even had to coax this little bastard.

And today, ten years later, he has to get used to it, and he is almost too lazy to be angry.

After all, it's been three years since even the seven-year itch was time-bound.

As for the speculation of others in the organization, he didn't bother to correct or speak. Anyway, as his position rose and his attacks became more and more ruthless, no one dared to say anything in front of him.

Gin's mentality at this time is like that classic sentence - just make do with it, and you can still get away.

As soon as he thought of this, the air pressure around Gin was a little lower, which made the vodka driving on the side frequently look sideways, and there was only one thought in his heart - what was the cocoa wine for?

Thinking of this, Vodka was a little speechless for a while, after all, he was also a member of the Cocoa Victims Alliance, although compared to Gin, he was still the little brother in this Alliance.

Vodka raised his hand to help his sunglasses, and when he touched it, he suddenly remembered that this was his third new pair of sunglasses this week, I don't know if it was because he was immersed in his emotions, and for a while he revealed his true feelings, and said sincerely: "Big brother, don't you want to register for a class for cocoa wine anymore!" I remember her saying two days ago that she thought it was very temperamental to play the harp. ”

That's right, even if you sign up for a class, you have to be the class that the little scourge wants to take. Otherwise, she has 800 special techniques for skipping class, and then the annoyance will be doubled in order not to go to class.

It's like Rum once delusionally wanted to cultivate an all-round agent type, and forcibly added a sniper training class to the child, but of course failed, and the child is still very disgusted with the type of gun, and he is not even good at shooting skills, and he is not willing to practice. And according to her own words, "I just need to promise not to hit myself, is there anything wrong with accidentally injuring other people", which amazed the listeners, and said that when she was there, don't let her touch the gun.

Vodka even thinks that's one of the reasons why Cocoa is aimed at Chianti - her first impression of all snipers is unpleasant.

Generally speaking, if you are so arrogant and self-conscious, the organization is not charitable, and the treatment of cocoa wine will not be much better. But...... She is a second-generation organization, and she is a scarce brain research talent.

On the organization's side, the second generation has privileges, and then there is a scarce talent buff, and the boss also prefers to be laissez-faire, and then there is a (forced) escort of gin, and after eliminating the possibility of being mentally PUA, she walks sideways in the organization very confidently.

As for the other people who have been hit by this sideways walk...... There were also those who were angry, but they looked at the gin and thought it seemed to be nothing. After all, Gin didn't do anything, so they just put up with it.

Although Gin is now numb to the eyes of the outside world, he still hasn't given up completely. Hearing Vodka say that, he glanced at the other party, his eyes were not emotional, and there was a hint of coolness.

Vodka hit a spirit, and after reacting, he just wanted to apologize and change his words, only to hear Gin say coldly: "She has learned by herself." ”

…… So big brother, you have actually thought about it this before, have you implemented it first!

Vodka had several thoughts in his mind, and he was still cautious: "That cocoa is quite powerful." ”

It's this power, and at such a moment, it will turn into a sharp blade that stabs at one's own people.

Gin just sneered at this, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking.

He didn't deny what Vodka had just said - heh, if it was really a waste, he would have solved the problem a long time ago.

And vodka is very serious racking his brains to help come up with ideas: "That...... What about finding a way to get Cocoa to know more people? After all, human energy is always limited......"

Even though it's not good, I've heard Chianti's dog talk about vodka, and I can't help but look at cocoa as a pet that I can't throw away if I have a gin. This time, the idea also comes from this - if you find more people to hang out with, then the energy will be consumed and the house will not be demolished, right?

Gin had a low voice, and he could tell that he was definitely not in a good mood, and it could even be said that he had gotten worse, with a hint of impatience: "She doesn't want to meet new members, thinks that the organization's secrecy is not strong enough, and is worried that she will be exposed by an undercover agent, saying that her kind of mental elite is the easiest and most dangerous to target." ”

Vodka: "......" So have you tried this trick big brother!? And I was convinced by this reason! Do you want to throw people away or do you want to find an excuse to keep them?

Vodka felt that he could no longer use his brain, and the more he thought about it, the more terrible he would come to his conclusions.

His sluggish brain couldn't turn around, and he said dryly, "That'...... How about sending her to a Ph.D.? ”

The air pressure around Gin's body was lower: "She just came back from reading, and she will definitely refuse to go out again in a short time." ”

Vodka: "...... "Big brother, are you seriously bothered?! This annoyance sounds weird! How do you feel that it is all connived by you!

Gin, on the other hand, opened his eyes and suddenly asked, "How far is the research institute over there from here?" ”

…… So the last resort is to try to keep people out for the night?!

Vodka choked, then thought about it, and felt that it was feasible: "Cocoa should be willing to go to Shirley's, after all, they are classmates, and they were together when they were in the United States...... However, Belmode doesn't like Shirley, so I don't know if it will make a difference. ”

Belmode ......

Gin couldn't help but close his eyes again and suppressed the anxiety in his heart - that woman had better not teach that little retarded thing again!