Snow Country is white, Mint Cherry is green—one has silver hair and green eyes, while the other is a "white" bird with green eyes.
I thought I could finish it.. but..
The next chapter will be a buildup, the chapter after that will be a major Plot turning point. You all can try to guess it o(*￣︶￣*)o
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Regarding Gin's image during his youth, the direction I am striving for is: European-style handsome boy + strong indifferent aura + unconscious flirting + top + sadistic humor.
So that's how we get the description where Gin seems to sense something; he [lifts his eyes to glance at her], then slightly [raises an eyebrow], his green eyes flashing with [sharpness], he [curls his lips into a smirk].. just use your imagination..
I have always felt that Gin has a bit of a Drama Queen streak in his heart. "When dealing with traitors, one must ensure they die with a sense of artistry" (for example, Sherry), then there's the explosions, especially that part where he flies a plane and opens fire..
This is because it is Shiratori Midori's birthday, so he gave his a birthday gift—while showing off his cocktail-making skills at the same time.
And that's how it turned out.
She really wasn't flirting on purpose.
One can only say that having high looks and a strong aura is indeed very important..
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I find that you all are focusing on the wrong thing..
Shouldn't the focus of this chapter be on the super, super Gin?
Chapter 10: The Brown-haired girl's gossipy side is about to..
It is difficult to say what Gin's existence means to Shiratori Midori.
Friends? Closer than that; lovers? Not quite; family?
That's not bad.
But.. not quite?
She knew what their relationship looked like in the eyes of others, but she had no desire to correct them.
At first, it was because she thought it was fun—to be honest, she felt Gin felt the same way; the guy always had a bit of a wicked sense of humor.
Of course, more importantly, neither of them disliked being too physically close to one another—that was the real point.
As for what happened later.. she herself had also fallen a little into it.
So, her friend was truly a "monster."
However, she had no intention of changing.
To be honest, she didn't care at all whether Gin's future girlfriend—or boyfriend?—would misunderstand. Nor did she care if his own future lover would misunderstand.
If she and Gin both had lovers.
The brown-haired girl looked at his hands; they were well-defined and clean, showing no sign that their owner had ever killed or been stained with blood.
The restlessness that had been swirling in his heart these past few days grew increasingly intense, Shiratori Midori's breathing gradually grew heavy.
He suddenly reached out and overturned the table.
After a long time, the Brown-haired girl finally came to his senses. He looked at the mess before his and covered his face with his hands.
..
Gin had always thought that the so-called System was quite unreliable.
In all these years, besides saving two lives at the very beginning and subsequently issuing a Mission to Spoilers, giving a jade peace buckle to Shiratori Midori when he received his codename, it had shown no reaction whatsoever.
Truly, there was no reaction at all, as if it were dead.
Gin had always harbored doubts toward the System; after all, in the beginning, their lives had been hanging by a thread, but it wasn't as if there was no possibility of things improving.
It was just that..
Watching the brown-haired girl hold the Jade Ping An Kou out before him, Gin felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
He frowned, his tone turning cold. "What are you thinking?"
"This Jade Ping An Kou has always been with me, now I want to give it to you." Midori smiled.
This appeared only after Shiratori Midori obtained a codename. When the Jade Ping An Kou appeared, the two of them were astonished for a long time; after researching it for ages, Gin even went out of his way to use some connections to have it appraised discreetly without drawing attention.
The final conclusion reached was that "this is just an ordinary Jade Ping An Kou."
Gin felt like he had been played.
After all, it was a Jade Ping An Kou given by the Professional Faking Death System; being cautious, the two of them did not discard this Jade Ping An Kou, which was useless for anything other than looking good.
However, Gin did not intend to keep it himself, since it had only appeared after Midori received his codename, he had left it in Midori's hands.
The Silver-haired youth's expression grew complex upon hearing this. A sense of unease welled up in his heart, he couldn't help but snap, "Shiratori Midori!"
"I know, I've always known.." Shiratori Midori's voice trembled.
Gin was somewhat irritated; he was about to say something when he saw the Brown-haired girl lift his eyes to look at him, his jade-like eyes shimmering with moisture.
His anger dissipated in a strange way.
"What exactly do you want?" he asked again, his tone much softer.
The brown-haired girl had a strange expression, but she ultimately did not say everything.
Gin had a vague premonition about what Shiratori Midori would say next, sure enough—
"If something happens to me one day, you'll have to look for this Jade Ping An Kou.. so I'll give it to you first," the brown-haired girl said, trying his best to sound nonchalant.
"What kind of trouble would you get into?" Gin's green eyes flared with a hidden fire.
Just in case.." The girl said nonchalantly, "Besides, if I have a long-term mission and am not with you, it'll just serve as a keepsake.
"You are my subordinate now." How could there be such a long-term Mission?
Shiratori Midori fell silent for a moment, saying awkwardly, "Maybe?"
She was clearly avoiding the subject.
"What use is this thing?" Gin fell silent for a moment, but he did not press the matter, asking coldly.
He had always been suspicious of the so-called System; if it weren't for the so-called Spoilers, the fact that several of the events had shown omens or had already come true, he truly feared he would feel more than just "suspicion," but "distrust."
Gin was always suspicious.
"Good looking?" she lied casually.
The Silver-haired youth raised an eyebrow at him, offering no answer.
She had already evaded the topic twice, Gin did not intend to give her a third chance.
Shiratori Midori remained silent for a long while, realizing that he could no longer evade the topic, before saying with a sigh:
Zhenjun," she used a long-lost form of address, her tone indifferent, "I suspect my mental state is not right..
I have always.. always hated life in the Black Organization." Her usually bright green eyes dimmed. "It's been getting more and more serious lately, I'm truly worried..
If that's the case, what you need isn't to give me a Jade Ping An Kou, but to find a psychiatrist!
"The Jade Ping An Kou is for protection.. Even if you don't believe in it, carrying it can bring you some good luck." Shiratori Midori tried to change the subject.
Gin saw through the girl's intentions at a glance, he let out a cold sneer. "Is that so?"
The brown-haired girl gave him a pleasing smile, attempting to bluff his way through.
The Silver-haired youth chuckled inwardly, thinking that he had to resolve the matter today.
It wasn't that he hadn't noticed Shiratori Midori's abnormality.
But on one hand, Shiratori Midori had concealed it so well that it made him feel the matter wasn't that serious, on the other hand, after their last talk, she had exercised some restraint.
Midori was consistently somewhat "soft-hearted," but this "soft-heartedness" was always within a controllable range; he hadn't expected Midori's pressure to be so great.
It was so significant that Shiratori Midori could say it directly to his face.
Gin said with a half-smile, "Either you find a psychiatrist yourself, or I'll find one for you. The choice is yours."
Shiratori Midori: …………
The brown-haired girl gave in helplessly, "Fine, fine, I'll go see a psychiatrist," his emerald-like eyes turning toward his close friend, "Could you please put your Jade Ping An Kou away?"
Gin gave a cold, slight lift of his eyelids and nodded.
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The conversation between Vermouth and Gin in the bar that day was quite simple, aside from the sharp, subtle exchanges they traded back and forth.
It was merely a gathering of executives within the Black Organization.
Thinking about how two-fifths of the conversation was about actual business while eight-tenths was nothing but nonsense, Gin felt mentally exhausted.
Every time this happened, he wanted to climb into the position of Spoilers—no matter what, it would save him so much trouble!
The gathering wasn't much; people just ate and drank, listened to music, danced, while occasionally testing or mocking one another—of course, if they encountered someone they liked, they might offer some encouragement or try to win them over.
Unless it is a major large-scale gathering, these kinds of parties are actually quite boring.
Gin's date was naturally Shiratori Midori; this had long since become a routine.
Every time, the Silver-haired youth would feel that having a childhood friend was actually quite nice.
The brown-haired girl was eating happily, without a single bit of the "gaining weight" worries that ordinary girls usually have—partly because she was carefree, partly because—
With such a high level of physical activity, the food would be burned off quickly.
Bored to death, Shiratori Midori scanned the crowd while he ate.
Gin engaged in small talk with a group of people as if it were a routine matter; although his expression remained impassive, the Brown-haired girl, who was quite familiar with him, could see his subtle impatience.
Vermouth was chatting and laughing with a newly promoted executive. The executive was a stranger, but she had heard his codename was something.. Caravaggio?
Cavendish was still the same smiling tiger; privately, Midori always felt that he was very much like a male version of Vermouth.
Wait! Caravaggio?!
Shiratori Midori suddenly perked up, staring intently at their interaction.
The brown-haired girl's gossipy side began to stir: Caravaggio seems quite infatuated with Vermouth.. Has there been a sign this early?