The two of them seemed to have a very good relationship.
And their strength is not lacking either.
If Akai Shuichi really were the Black Organization's "Moroboshi Dai," becoming partners with these two would be good news for him, but clearly, he is not.
Or rather, not just that.
However, he was not afraid of a challenge.
On this side, Akai harbored doubts regarding the Black Organization's notification, while on the other side, Amuro Tooru and Scotland, who had just received the email notification, also wore solemn expressions.
The notification didn't say anything else besides this one arrangement." Amuro Tooru looked at his phone, idly tapping the email while facing Scotland, his expression solemn. "Do you think it's a coincidence or a probe?
.. I don't know." Scotland fell silent for a moment before giving a powerless answer. "But regardless, be careful of Rye.
Scotland, who used the alias "Takahashi Su" and was actually an undercover agent for the Japanese Public Security, warned his junior cautiously, "Rye doesn't seem like a simple individual."
"Yeah." Amuro Tooru nodded, took one last look at the email content he had read over and over again, closed his phone with an expressionless face.
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Author's Note: Magazine.. you know what I mean, *smile. jpg*
The Whisky Trio has been formed!
Gin is not present in this chapter.
Chapter 33 Chapter 31 This Ragdoll Looks a Bit Eye..
Gin was utterly speechless regarding the newly formed Whisky Trio.
He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but after learning the true identities of the three of them, he found some of their behaviors to be particularly hilarious.
For example, even though they clearly had no desire to complete the assassination, they were forced to act due to the presence of the other party.
For example, one might clearly want to break away to gather intelligence, yet find themselves forced to stay close, maintaining an awkward yet polite smile.
For example, the incessant mutual probing.
Gin felt deeply that their interactions were an endless cycle of—probing—vigilance—forcing loyalty to avoid exposure—increasing wariness toward one another—probing.
Besides, they also intentionally caused trouble and sabotaged each other.
Based on this, in order to maintain the assessment of their abilities within the Black Organization, this group composed entirely of undercover agents actually has a very high mission completion rate—even higher than many Senior Cadre teams.
That is quite impressive.
Gin expressed his reaction: ".."
So, why must an Undercover make things difficult for another Undercover?
Of course, within this trio, Bourbon and Scotland were clearly on the same team. Perhaps due to a reflexive response after mutual suspicion, Bourbon found Rye extremely obnoxious, Rye was equally wary of him, to the point that Scotland often had to step in to smooth things over.
This matter was widely circulated among the Ordinary Cadre; even one day, while Gin was chatting with Vermouth, he heard his teasing about it.
Afterward, Gin flipped through the mission completion records for this group and found that their completion rates for missions such as "firefights," "assassinating rival organizations," and "betrayal" were all very high.
In contrast, their performance was less than ideal when it came to clashes with the legal way, assassinating Justice, or trafficking contraband such as arms, firearms, solutions like DP.
—It's not that it was bad, it's just that compared to their actual abilities and the completion rate of their other missions, it was somewhat below their usual standard.
Of course, the gap was not yet significant enough to arouse suspicion.
Gin was not particularly surprised by this; after all, even an undercover agent would show bias when performing a mission.
Although they were suspicious and wary of one another, their ultimate intentions were the same; aside from testing and guarding against each other, there would naturally be times when they would go along with the flow.
He wasn't a fool, being able to control his own biases to such an extent.
After three months of silence, having kept an eye on them for two days after hearing news about them from Vermouth, Gin ignored them once again.
He had his own matters to attend to; what did these three bottles of Whisky have to do with him?
..
There weren't many missions recently, so Gin had managed to get some rest. Seeing that things had been relatively quiet over the last few days, he set a time to go visit Nana.
Nana was surprised by Gin's arrival, but she was also very happy; her Green eyes sparkled, a clear smile appeared on her face.
He was already considered mature among his peers, but in front of Gin, she still seemed like a little girl.
Nana had already entered university, it was none other than Rikkaidai. After a period of losing herself in her studies and neglecting sleep during her final year of high school, she.. well, her grades had improved, but ultimately, limited by her intelligence—or rather, the limits of her learning ability—even with the extra points and preferential treatment granted for being a direct admission from her school, she had only just managed to scrape by the minimum requirements to enter Rikkaidai.
And her admitted major was the Philosophy Department..
Gin was speechless at this result for a long while. Seeing Nana looking so incredibly pleasantly surprised, he ultimately swallowed the sarcasm that was on the tip of her tongue.
Nani was truly pleasantly surprised. She certainly knew her own level; being able to get into a university at all was already quite good enough! It didn't matter what department it was.
Being able to barely scrape into Rikkaidai this time was entirely due to her extraordinary performance during the exam!
Such good luck.
Nana felt lucky.
Rikkaidai isn't actually that great of a university—if anything, its affiliated junior and senior high school is considered quite good in Kanagawa. Generally speaking, high-achieving students don't often choose to stay at the affiliated school after graduating from its junior high division.
Of course, some students stay for reasons such as proximity to home, tuition fees, or a preference for direct admission.
This also allowed Nana to get a bargain.
Rikkaidai is also in Kanagawa; although it is a bit far from her newly rented apartment, it is not excessive. Although freshmen are required to live in dorms, she is a local, since her financial situation wouldn't allow for it, she submitted a special application to the school and continues to live at home every day.
For her, taking the subway to class after waking up early every day left her with plenty of time.
After entering university, Nana became even more independent. Since Gin did not continue teaching her—as he felt there was no need to demand too much from Nana—she no longer needed to rent that large house with a basement, so she simply moved out and rented a new place.
She no longer had Gin send her this portion of the money. During Gin's free time, Nana suggested to him that, from now on, he only needed to pay her tuition and food expenses; she could find ways to cover her own rent and living expenses.
The income from her part-time jobs after starting university, along with the commission fees from her own detective missions, was not much, but if she lived frugally, it was just enough to get by.
Gin found it quite amusing when he heard that: "Are you already trying to save money for me? Don't worry, I can still afford you."
Given the unique nature of her profession, even if one could list a whole bunch of flaws with their eyes closed, the benefits were well worth the danger.
Risks and opportunities coexist; if nothing else, her savings were the real deal.
Of course I know you don't lack the money for my expenses; you could afford me even if they doubled." Nana's expression was serious, her green eyes staring straight at Gin, as her right hand gripped the hem of her clothes. "But, I can't let you support me for the rest of my life, can I?
“I will have my own life too, I will have to gradually become independent..” Her voice was not loud, but her tone was very serious: “I can't.. always rely on Zhenjun, can I?”
To be fair, "You don't rely on me too much.." Gin met Nana's determined gaze, then averted her eyes, her thin lips moving slightly as he uttered those words.
"But.. I suppose that's fine." She ultimately agreed after all.
This was her first time visiting Nana's new home.
To save money, Nana rented a smaller apartment. There was not much furniture in the room, while it looked simple, it was also somewhat cluttered.
".." Gin's gaze swept over the "clutter" in the room.
Nana spoke up before he could say a word, "I live alone.." She paused, feeling frustrated with herself, "If I had known Zhenjun was coming, I would have cleaned up beforehand.."
Gin ignored her. He walked into the entryway, the first thing he saw was a two-seater fabric sofa. The coffee table in front of the sofa was plastic and blue, the overall style seemed to match quite well.
Most of the furnishings in the room followed the principles of being inexpensive, simple, highly practical.
Nana's expression was somewhat awkward; it wasn't much for her to live simply herself, but it was inevitably embarrassing to have Gin see it.
Even so, she didn't feel any sense of shame or inferiority; although she was embarrassed, she remained composed.
What was there to feel inferior about?
Gin was quite satisfied with her attitude. He approached the sofa and was about to sit down when he discovered a Doll placed in the corner of the sofa.
A Doll is really nothing special.
Boys can play with dolls, so it is even less of an issue for girls.
It's just that this Doll looks a bit familiar, doesn't it?
Silver-blue, medium-length hair tied in a small braid, hazel-green eyes, a slightly pointed chin, holding a tennis racket in his hand.
Gin thought this, so he asked.
His tone was teasing, as if he were smiling.
Nana lowered her head in embarrassment, her voice a bit airy. "This was given to me by.. Niwang.."
Gin glanced at Nana, whose unusual behavior was glaringly obvious, pierced through her with a sharp question: "Are you two dating?"
.." Nana paused, then nodded anyway. "Yeah..
Her Green eyes remained open and clear, but her voice trailed off with a hint of shyness.
This is quite uncommon.
Gin lowered her eyes, a hint of amusement playing in her gaze where Nana could not see.
But Nana recovered quickly, a clear curve forming at the corners of her mouth. "That guy said that because I moved when I went to university, we don't have time to meet up normally, so he sent a 'her' to me, so it's as if she's staying by my side."
And then he said.. even with a doll around, I still have to make time to think about her.
After saying such an obviously affectionate thing, Nana's smile faded, yet a deep sense of amusement still flowed within her green eyes: "Who else would accompany me? Who else would miss her?!"
Gin..
He felt somewhat speechless.
Nana seemed to only just realize that Gin was still there, she gave the Silver-haired youth a sheepish, pleasing smile. "Sorry, Zhenjun.."
"If you don't want it, why bother taking it?" Gin said, intentionally being blunt.
"Um.. this?" Nana pursed her lips, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
Gin had a bad feeling.
It's just that, since he made it with her own hands, he did a decent job, I'll reluctantly accept it.
Gin wanted some peace and quiet.
Has he been too idle lately?
Since she's bored, finding someone pleasing to the eye at a bar or within the organization would also be a good choice! The one from last time was quite to her taste.