I felt very strange at the time, wondering to myself, who broke up with her?
Judy? She was the one who clearly initiated the breakup.. Miyano Akemi? No, not her either!
So I looked it up and got this answer.
"This should be a translation misunderstanding. In fact, Akai's lines at that time did not specify that the 'lover' was female.. From TV425 later on, it can be known that 'lover' is a pseudonym for GIN, 'being dumped' refers to losing the clues regarding GIN." — Taken from Baidu Zhidao.
Me??
You can even play it like that?
Since when did it become possible to play it like this?!
(Especially since James even mentioned something about a broken mirror mending itself on the side.)
He instantly fell for Qinchi.
Currently struggling to choose a CP.
But I've come to realize that even if the ending is a 1v1 pairing, it won't stop the protagonist from living life to the fullest, right?
Moreover, especially now! If a youth isn't wild and unrestrained, they are wasting their youth!
ORZ
I have a feeling that if things are arranged this way, he definitely won't let me off easy..
Chapter 8: Chapter Eight: His Openness and Honesty
It is hard to say whether shopping can truly be considered a type of physical exercise that requires sufficient stamina.
For many girls, even if an eight-hundred-meter run leaves them panting as if they've lost half their lives (for example, the author), they can still spend an entire afternoon shopping with boundless energy, without even breaking a sweat.
However, if you think this isn't a physically taxing task, take a look at those men standing nearby with their eyes glazed over before you say that.
If there were any men beside them.
For Shiratori Midori, even if the things she encounters are many girls—and not just girls—that she might never come into contact with in her entire life, it doesn't change the fact that she is still a girl.
However, rather than going shopping—
She preferred pestering her companion to go shopping together.
Gin indicated that he refused.
Nonsense, it's not like he has nothing better to do; he'd be better off using that spare time to write the report for this Mission!
However, after Shiratori Midori's persistent pleading and her logical argument that "it's on the way anyway!", followed by her begging, "Will you just walk with me for half an hour, please?", Gin finally gave in.
To be honest, in this regard, Shiratori Midori was truly quite a character.
Having had his wish fulfilled, Miss Shiratori was in an excellent mood, his recent depression after the killing having vanished, replaced by a faint sense of relief in his eyes.
She returned to the hotel to change into casual clothes, wearing a light blue shirt layered under a khaki tracksuit jacket. With her hands tucked into her pockets, she swayed slightly from side to side, her eyes curving into crescent moons. Beige mid-length shorts hugged her thighs, tracing beautiful curves and revealing her slender, delicate calves, which were coated in a thin layer of muscle, well-proportioned yet possessing strength. A thin, royal blue leather belt cinched her waist, accentuating her slim waist and long legs, exuding youthful vitality.
Gin did not wear the trench coat she usually wore, partly because she wanted to relax, partly because wearing a trench coat at this time would attract too much attention.
He had not yet developed that inexplicable stubbornness he would later exhibit—the kind where he would insist on wearing his signature black trench coat even when it drew too much attention, or refuse to change out of his Porsche even when it was clearly bugged.
The youth wore a smoke-gray knit sweater, which looked somewhat mature, but it complemented his calm and composed features perfectly. Paired with slim-fit light blue jeans, it further accentuated his tall stature and long legs.
His silver hair was tied back into a ponytail, he wore a baseball cap, with his slightly slanted bangs just barely covering his eyebrows. His phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, his green eyes carrying a hint of coldness, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his handsome features exuding a touch of cold solemnity.
And when he looked at you with those emerald eyes, the chill in his gaze seemed to melt into an inexplicable light, carrying a hint of nonchalance and scrutiny.
An inexplicable charm.
Midori's heart skipped a beat, thinking to herself that her little companion was becoming increasingly demonic.
Or perhaps.. the brown-haired girl tilted her head slightly, wondering if it was because she was seeing him through rose-colored glasses?
She looked at her close friend once more, observing his skin, which was slightly fairer than the average Asian, his face, which could definitely be described as "handsome," and his physique, which appeared flawless due to the regular exercise required by his profession..
Shiratori Midori: I knew I wasn't exaggerating!
Gin, looking completely bewildered by being scrutinized repeatedly by her friend??
"What are you looking at?" The Silver-haired youth, who had faced battlefields and killed enemies, wouldn't even be afraid if the sky fell and would still dare to land a finishing blow, felt a bit unsettled by being scrutinized, his tone filled with exasperation.
It's nothing!" Midori snapped back to her senses, shaking her head repeatedly. She changed the subject guiltily, "Shall we go buy some Konpeito?
Gin: …………
Perhaps because of her profession, although Shiratori Midori liked beautiful flowers, elegant clothing, exquisite accessories just like any other girl, she could always restrain her "likes" and focus more of her attention on firearms and daggers.
However, she never hid her fondness for one particular thing.
Candy.
She loved candy, especially Konpeito and Apple candy.
Neither of these two types of candy is rare—in fact, they could be described as quite common. Their prices are naturally not expensive either; they are both affordable candies.
But the brown-haired girl simply loved them—even though her current salary was enough to afford much better candies that were ten times more expensive than these, she still loved them.
Apple candy is sweet and sour, a common treat at temple fairs or rituals (such as the Summer Festival), though it is typically eaten during such occasions; more commonly, what is sold on the market is Konpeito.
Konpeito is one of Japan's traditional wagashi, also a tiny, star-shaped candy, which is why it is also called Star candy. Shiratori Midori had only mentioned Konpeito without intending to change the subject, but once the words were spoken, she truly developed a craving for Konpeito.
The brown-haired girl looked around with great excitement, wanting to see if there were any candy shops nearby.
Gin felt somewhat helpless, thinking to himself how this girl was always coming up with new whims and causing trouble, but since he was only accompanying Shiratori Midori on her shopping trip, he simply let her be.
"Is there anything in particular you want to eat?" Midori asked, not ignoring her companion.
No." Gin shook her head. "As for sweets, I only really like Nama chocolate, there aren't any shops selling Nama chocolate here.
True." Shiratori Midori nodded, but she was not discouraged. "Let's just take a look..
Having said that, the brown-haired girl walked ahead with light steps; the silver-haired youth did not argue, his hands tucked into his pockets and his gait leisurely, but since he had long legs, he did not fall too far behind.
There seemed to be an unspoken understanding between the two, even the air felt light and comfortable.
However, a startled cry broke the atmosphere between the two.
S-Sister?
..
It was a clear female voice, carrying a hint of uncertain doubt and intense surprise.
Gin didn't pay any attention to the female voice—there were many pedestrians on the street, he didn't think this voice had anything to do with them.
After all, they were here on a Mission; what were the odds of running into someone they knew? Besides, that female voice clearly didn't belong to anyone he knew.
Unless, they were also colleagues from the underworld.
Either they were an "acquaintance" or an "enemy"—but in either case, one wouldn't normally call out to them so abruptly on the street, especially using the term "Sister."
However.. some things in this world are truly quite coincidental.
Hearing that voice, Shiratori Midori froze in surprise. She turned around to look toward the sound, a look of astonishment appearing on her face.
The Silver-haired youth took in Shiratori Midori's appearance and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"
The surprise in Shiratori Midori's eyes quickly vanished, replaced by a faint worry. With a solemn expression, she shook her head slightly toward Gin, then turned her gaze toward the girl who had made the sound.
Gin followed her gaze and saw a girl of about fourteen or fifteen, likely in her junior high school years, with an unmistakable air of adolescence on her face.
With the same green eyes and similar traces around the eyes, Gin casually assessed that the girl bore about a forty to fifty percent resemblance to Shiratori Midori, though her hair was black.
After seeing Shiratori Midori's face, the hesitation that had been on the girl's face gradually vanished, replaced by pure surprise and joy.
“Sister!”
The worry in Shiratori Midori's eyes gradually dissipated at the girl's second cry of "Sister," and the solemn expression on her face slowly softened.
The brown-haired girl revealed a gentle smile, her features softening slightly. "Nana."
Her smile at this moment was somewhat different from the smile she usually gave Gin; this smile was gentler, the smile of an older sister toward her younger sister; her smile in front of Gin was more relaxed and lively, the smile of a friend toward a trusted person.
But they were all equally sincere.
The little girl ran up to her sister with a cheer and gave her, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, a big hug.
Seeing that Shiratori Midori had no intention of pushing her away, the young girl nuzzled against her sister while acting spoiled, "Sister, I missed you so much!"
Midori let go of her younger sister, gently tapping her forehead, her voice gentle and doting: "You're already fourteen, why are you still acting so spoiled?"
Nana said with a giggle, "Because you're my big sister!" After a brief pause, the young girl asked curiously, "Sister, why are you here?"
Hearing this, the Brown-haired girl's green eyes darkened, she did not answer.
The little girl didn't notice the change in her sister and continued to chatter, though her voice gradually grew low. "You haven't been home for so long.. I haven't seen you in such a long time.."
A faint, imperceptible sadness flashed in Shiratori Midori's eyes, but she remained silent. She lowered her gaze slightly and reached out to stroke her sister's head.
She was a girl in her adolescence after all; although she was sad, her attention was quickly captured by something else.
The little girl turned her head and looked at Gin beside her with a hint of timidity, her eyes showing clear surprise when her gaze fell upon the youth's silver hair.
She asked curiously, "Sister, who is this big brother?"
Is he your boyfriend?
Shiratori Midori was startled, for reasons unknown, she did not immediately deny it, but instead looked toward Gin.
The two of them looked at each other.
Two pairs of green eyes met, they could not discern any obvious meaning in each other's gaze, but in that instant, it seemed as if something had quietly changed.
Midori withdrew her gaze, her heart feeling inexplicably strange, yet her expression remained unchanged. "No, he is Sister's.."
She suddenly didn't know how to describe her relationship with Gin to her younger sister.
In front of her colleagues in the Black Organization, she could openly say they were friends, but in front of those who were unrelated to the Black Organization yet knew her true identity, she was unsure if Gin would still be willing to let her reveal the nature of their relationship.
After all, if she did that and exposed herself, Gin would also face the risk of being exposed.
Even though she desperately wanted to tell her younger sister, to tell her own family, that the youth was her best friend.
Shiratori Midori fell silent for a moment; ultimately, she did not want Gin to take any risks, so she opened her mouth, intending to gloss over the matter.
However, before she could speak, she heard a clear yet slightly magnetic voice coming from behind her.