Chapter 18: One Can't Always Recall the Past

"Tweet ——!" I sneezed and sniffed in a depressed expression.

Damn, I've been dressed enough and warm today, and it's definitely not going to be a cold...... Is that someone talking about me?

Ah, most likely Belmode and Bourbon.

It's not like I didn't notice Bourbon's nonchalant gaze when I was there, but I didn't pay much attention to that.

Because of my own talent, most of the organization's intelligence has passed through my brain, and I am in charge of the technical department, and I myself am a gossip character, so of course I know what rumors there are in the organization. It's normal for Bourbon to be curious about me if he has any guesses about my identity.

For the sake of the other party's beautiful hair color, I reluctantly forgave this faux pas.

Actually, it's nothing, I just prefer light hair colors. First, because I am a pure brunette, I want more things that I don't have; Second...... I think there is also the influence of the gin boss.

Gin's silver hair is beautiful, and he's well-groomed.

Honestly, I think he spends about the same amount of time taking care of his hair as he does taking care of his guns.

The only two times he's cut his hair since I met him, it's because of me.

One time was because when I was just taken as a child, he didn't give me a good meal, which caused me to faint from hunger and gnaw his hair when I was half asleep, and he was very disgusted that his hair was stained with my saliva and cut off;

Another time when I was growing up, I accidentally got the gum on the wrong person by mischievous...... To be honest, that time, I was really scared, and even thought that I might die, but in the end, nothing happened, he cut my hair, and then left me to study in the United States.

I thought about it while I went to school, and came to the shocking conclusion that no matter what I did, the other party would forgive me with a black face, but I was very distressed because I couldn't figure out why, and I was always worried about when this privilege would disappear, and then I started a trial and error trial and error trial and error, trying to find out the truth. Of course, later on, because I found that the other party was too tolerant, I became more and more emboldened, more and more unscrupulous and arrogant, that is another matter.

Of course, the rest of the organization certainly doesn't know the cause and effect. The first time, Gin Boss himself was still a newcomer who had just received the code name, and no one paid attention to it, and the second time, everyone only knew that the other party cut his hair because of me, but he didn't know the reason, and then the rumors became very crooked for a while.

And the reason why everyone knows about this is because I spread the news.

That's right, half of the rumors in the organization about my relationship with Gin Boss were quietly spread by Mimi...... Of course, what happens after that is not something I can control.

It's just that these rumors occasionally reach the ears of the gin boss, but he has not refuted them once......

"Hmm...... If there is no other conclusion after another year, I will really have to stamp the conclusion that I am true love. I muttered to myself, and for a moment my eyes became firm - even if it wasn't me, I was going to make it yes!

My bad personality is all used to by the gin boss, so he naturally has to suffer by himself!

But before that, I have something to do.

I pulled out my spare phone, dialed a number, coughed twice and cleared my throat, but by the time the call was connected, it had changed to another voice: "Hello? Long time no see, Sayuri-senpai. It's me, Nana Sashiyama......"

A surprised voice instantly came from the other end of the phone: [Nana! Long time no see! Have you returned home? 】

"yes, because American universities can graduate early with credits, and I'm a genius." I said calmly in a voice that didn't have too many ups and downs, "Sayuri-senpai, you're also graduating this year, right?" Can I visit you? ”

The other party happily agreed.

After agreeing on a time and place, I hung up the phone.

The name of the person I just talked to was Sayuri Matsumoto, and it was a friend I accidentally made when I used the identity of "Nana Kashiyama", and the other person was my sister who was two years older than me when I was a JK at Teidan High School - and the reason why I needed to contact her to complete the mission of Belmode was also because of the other party's father, Matsumoto Kiyocho.

Sayuri Matsumoto's father is a management officer of the Investigation Division 1 of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. What Belmode needs this time is information from the Metropolitan Police Department, and I just need to help confirm some information that has not yet been made public by the Metropolitan Police Department - for example, the transfer of Kiyoshi Matsumoto.

"So concerned about this...... Could it be that the organization wants to stuff people into the Metropolitan Police Department? I wondered for a moment, then put the matter behind me, "Forget it, the rest is Belmode's concern!" ”

I didn't hide this from the gin boss, and I mentioned it when we met.

The gin boss only frowned when he heard this, and didn't say anything, just routinely instructed: "Your identity is ostensibly Pisk's adopted daughter?" Don't let that be a shame. ”

"No, I can still handle this easily." I made an OK gesture and swore yes, "And I'll be on the lookout for Pisk, too." ”

I still understand the meaning of Gin's boss - he has always looked down on Pisk, thinking that the other party is old, slow, not very useful, and a waste of organizational resources.

Vodka seemed particularly restless today, sneaking around over there and stopping, and finally found a gap to pull me and ask quietly, the words were full of hints: "Cocoa, Chianti said that the new sniper who recently organized a little like Big Brother is the person you found to replace Big Brother, do you have any clue?" ”

"Huh? What? I don't understand what you're saying! I said in a straightforward tone, and decided to turn around and go to Chianti's trouble.

Vodka was visibly distrustful of me, and his expression even became a little worried, but he didn't dare to ask more - the gin boss had already arrived.

Vodka's expression at this time looks like he accidentally discovered that his girlfriend's boyfriend was hooking up outside, but he knew that after he said it, the other party would not be separated and would be reconciled in the end, but he cared about his girlfriend very much, so he hesitated whether he wanted to say the pain and injustice.

I looked at it with some conscience, and raised my hand to pat the other party's shoulder, and gave the other party a thumbs up gesture with a solemn face, signaling that the other party did not have to worry.

It's just that the vodka didn't seem to be in touch with me, but his expression became frightened.

But Gin Boss has already come, and I definitely won't waste time playing guessing with him here, so I immediately left people and ran to Gin Boss's side, and very easily stuffed my cold hand into the pocket of the other party's coat and squeezed it into his palm to keep warm.

This kind of behavior will be disliked by him at the beginning, but after my perseverance and persistence, the other party has long been desensitized, and now he will do whatever I want.

Although I thought about it carefully, I felt that after I grew up, the other party would not show disgust when I asked for various forms of stickers...... Well, in fact, in a way, Gin Boss is quite easy to understand.

"Gin, boss, you don't have any other tasks today, do you? I'm going to buy the latest spring clothes for this season, and you're coming with me. I said in a coquettish tone.

The silver-haired young man looked indifferent: "Go by yourself." ”

Naturally, I didn't back down because of this sentence, but refuted him in a straightforward tone: "But you are the person who sees me wearing new clothes the most, so naturally you have to pick it for me!" ”

The gin boss stared at me expressionlessly for a moment, probably persuaded by me, and finally compromised: "Get in the car." ”

I immediately became happy, turned my head to Vodka and said with a concerned face: "Vodka, do you want to take a taxi home!" ”

Vodka: "......"

Although our organization has an unwritten rule that everyone wears black, after all, it is not really a uniform work uniform, just for the sake of inconspicuousness. The clothes in my closet are very mixed.

Of course, the main ones are red, black and white. Black is the preference of the gin boss, red is the preference of Shirley, who often goes shopping with me to buy clothes, and white is what I think the other two colors are too many to add a little classic.

Gin Boss doesn't like to go shopping with people, but when I ask for advice on my clothes and accessories, he's probably going to agree.

After all, I'm really right - he's watching most of the time!

But......

An hour later, I went to check out, and my expression was depressed.

As a result, I had two more little black dresses.

Alas, forget it, I can't think of asking Gin Boss to pick out clothes for me. His taste is really as fixed as his own travel suit. I have all the famous classic little black dresses of all brands, and even vintage clothes.

But anyway, it was the money of the gin boss, so I bought it.

Even next time, I decided to ask Shirley to go shopping with me.

I threw my clothes in the back seat, sat in the passenger seat, and took out my phone to send an email to Shirley about the next time I went shopping, and the new email came at this time.

[Is there anything I need help with?]

- Bourbon]

…… Well?

I looked at the signature at the end of the email, and a hint of surprise crossed my face — ......

"Who's sending the message?"

"Huh?" I glanced at my email address and wrote it down, deleted it, put away my phone, and smiled at the person in the driver's seat, "It's Belmode!" ”