books44 Chapter 215 Sigh, boss, my soft and tender heart is sore (tears)
Chapter 215 Sigh, boss, my soft and tender heart is sore (tears)
Gin rolled down the car window, flicked his cigarette, and pointed vaguely at the vehicle carrying Hamura and Etsuko: "Follow them and tell them we have a collaboration to discuss. We'll talk in detail at the next service station."
"He's really easy to boss around," Kuromon Haruya murmured resentfully. This boss has only been gone a short while, and Gin is already putting on airs!
'But considering that no one else in the organization besides me is willing to cooperate, and his attitude is so good... oh well, I'll just put up with him for now. What can I do, I'm such a professional actor.'
"Okay~~"
With a smile on his lips, he stepped on the gas. The two cars drove side by side, which quickly attracted the attention of Hamura and the others. After exchanging words through the windows, they agreed to talk in detail at a gas station a kilometer away.
"Speaking of which, do you need my help to deal with these unrelated individuals?"
"You don't need to do anything. Just tell Vienna to keep it a secret."
Gin took out his phone and explained while working: "Torakura Daisuke will pass away from the shock in a week, and his estate will be taken over by the organization's foundation. After that, the lambs that have visited will disappear one by one due to 'accidents,' and others will at most sigh that they are unfortunate, but it will not affect your identity."
The sound of a lighter striking the glass ended the conversation, and after the smoke filled the car, silence returned.
As Kuromon Yoya gazed at the seagulls on the sea, he gradually drifted into a daze—as the closest family members who had been together for nearly forty years, they should have been able to talk about anything, but at this moment they had nothing to say to each other.
In his memory, Gin was only somewhat unruly for six months after he killed his mother and was taken in; otherwise, he was quite well-behaved.
As an adopted son, although he disdained sharing a room with his peers, he was still able to excel in both character and academics when required to do so. This was even more true after he became an organization cadre at a young age. No matter what demands Kuromon Haruya made, he would absolutely obey them, immersing future offenders in the abyss of blood.
His excessive quietness and lack of concern were the complete opposite of Sharon's thoughtful and expressive nature. To ensure that he wouldn't become withdrawn, Kuromon Haruya had no choice but to resort to some mischievous tricks, such as braiding his hair and making him wear a skirt, to stir up Gin's emotions.
When interacting with someone like this, who is an outsider, even though he considers himself a skilled and eloquent actor, he doesn't know what to say.
"Really... So what are the upcoming tasks?"
Gin glanced at the former member with zero performance with slight surprise, then remembered a mission, but now was not the time to start the memorial: "How are you and Vermouth's disguise skills going?"
"...After completing Pisco's mission, Lord Vermouth felt that my knowledge was sufficient to complete the mission, and it has been a long time since we last met."
“That woman is still the same; you can never keep up by following her footsteps.” Gin casually stubbed out his cigarette, then suddenly turned his head, his tone suggestive and enticing. “Butbel, if you want to get her attention, the best way is to block her path, snatch her treasure, and turn back to your secrets.”
"Vermouth's treasure?"
With a jolt in his palm, Kuromon Haruya slowed down the car and cast a look of surprise at him, half-jokingly.
Sharon's treasures are undoubtedly Ran and Shinichi, whom she calls "the only two treasures in the world." Gin probably doesn't know the connection yet, but why would he mention this concept to outsiders?
...Has the conflict between Zhen and Sharon developed to this point in the past few years?
With a soft hum tinged with coldness, the man, still bearing his original face, seemed to be seeking something amusing. He propped his chin on his hand, smiled faintly, and lightly tapped the chest of Kuromon Haruya with his gun, saying, "You all harbor hatred for Hell Angel."
"...Oh!"
With his heart at ease, Kuromon Haruya understood his intention.
So that's how it is. So you wanted to find out the truth about the Miyano Elena incident back then!
After all, there were only three survivors in the lab: the boss, Vermouth, and Miwa Kuromon's son, Haruya Kuromon. Finding clues about this person's identity would be the best starting point! Perhaps this scheme was even conspired by the two of them!
In retaliation, he viciously pulled out the last pack of cigarettes from Gin's pocket, took one out, and put the rest into his coat: "If that's the case, she and I might actually have something to talk about... but it's best not to dwell on that kind of repulsive woman."
It's funny to think back on how he once quit smoking for a while because he had to work with Elena.
"That woman is at odds with the organization... kill her."
"Yeah, it's too good for her to die if she disagrees with the organization."
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the steering wheel and swung it sharply to the left, causing the world to spin around.
Squeak—
The brakes screeched, and seeing the front of the car about to hit the guardrail, Gin, unable to bear it any longer, leaned out to correct the situation, using a Beretta to sober up Haruka Kuromon:
"I said turn the steering wheel all the way to the left! If you do it again, your response team won't get a break this year."
"...Oh, okay."
Kuromon Haruya shrank back, handed over the car keys under the menacing gaze of his older brother, and switched to the passenger seat.
No wonder I had a bad feeling today, so that's what it was!
......
Because the conversation had delayed them for a moment, Hamura and his companion drove into the gas station before them and were waiting in front of the convenience store in the rest area.
Following behind Gin, Kuromon Haruya occasionally raised his precious camera, which he had finally managed to retrieve, to take pictures of the beautiful waterfowl swimming on the sea.
When Torakura Etsuko saw them from afar, her expression gradually softened.
Although this morning's events were unpleasant, the outcome wasn't too bad; she was just thankful she was able to escape this miserable marriage without facing retaliation.
She took Hamura's arm and asked kindly, "Did you two call us over for something?"
After all the twists and turns, Gin didn't want anything to go wrong at the end, so he decided to take matters into his own hands: "I remember Mr. Hamura is an expert at the Institute of Ethnology, right? We haven't reached an agreement with Mr. Torakura. I wonder if your institute accepts business inquiries?"
"You want to acquire vampire-related literature, right? No problem!" Hamura understood, took out his business card and showed the institute's email address: "This is our internal email address. I have some colleagues who also study this area. Feel free to contact us if you need anything!"
"Hmm." Gin nodded coldly.
The two assumed it was just the effect of being kicked out by Hucang, and after offering a few words of comfort, they even threatened to send him a wedding invitation.
Just as Kuromon Haruya stood behind him gloating, the convenience store door opened, and a family of two adults and one child emerged, their innocent and familiar child's voice piercing the sky:
"Hey, what are you doing here, Kuromon-kun?"