A.. Lollipop?
The Silver-haired youth felt an inexplicable sense of awe, then reached out, tentatively bringing the Lollipop toward his lips, then—
Sss—
..
Hiss—
A voice that wasn't particularly familiar, but certainly wasn't a stranger's, rang in Gin's ears.
Gin froze for two seconds, his mind still somewhat clouded, before belatedly looking toward the source of the voice.
He looked directly into Amuro Tooru's resentful gaze.
He paused, then looked at the 'thing' in his hands.. or rather, in his mouth.
“………………” The Silver-haired youth fell silent.
What lollipop? Isn't this just Amuro Tooru's finger?!
This dream is such a mess.
..
Amuro Tooru expressed that he was truly innocent.
Truly, there wasn't a single bit of falsehood in it.
Seventy-two consecutive hours without sleep or rest was truly exhausting, combined with the injuries on his body, the result of his mental exhaustion was his mind being flooded with nothing but "sleepy, sleepy, sleepy" on a continuous loop.
The kind that is written in bold black ink.
Lingjun felt like a fish being baked under the scorching sun; if he didn't get the nourishment of sleep soon, he would truly turn into a dead fish with its eyes rolled back!
Although the people around him were not ones he could trust.. although he was an Undercover.. but..
—It shouldn't be a big problem to take a nap right now, right?
—And I am really, really too sleepy.
Finally, unable to use reason to suppress his body's instincts, Amuro Tooru entered Black Sweet's dreamland.
When he woke up again, they were almost at the Base—and it was time to get off the tram.
The Blonde-haired youth glanced at his watch to check the time: Hmm, good, he had slept for about two and a half hours.
However—
The guy beside him seemed to be sleeping even more deeply than he was.
Gin was a good sleeper; even in his dreams, he never talked in his sleep. Compared to his usual stern demeanor, he appeared a bit more peaceful and a little less cold in his deep slumber.
His appearance was actually quite handsome—it was just that most of the time, people focused more on his aura. Now, lost in a dream, the quiet silver wolf unexpectedly revealed a hint of innocence.
Amuro Tooru let out a startled laugh, thinking that this was truly unexpected.
Even though he knew he certainly hadn't done it on purpose, if he were being conscious of it, he definitely wouldn't show such a side of himself, but—
—Does this count as a kind of.. what was that word again, a Sugar-coated bullet?
The blonde-haired youth's thoughts drifted aimlessly.
Perhaps because things were becoming unsettled, Gin's brows furrowed deeply. Seeing that they were almost at their destination, Amuro Tooru simply reached out, intending to wake him.
And then—
And then, he was bitten by Gin, who still retained a sense of vigilance even in his sleep.
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Author's Note: Finished the revisions!
Jinjiang is truly addictive QAQ
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It seems there is a reader in the comments whose birthday.. I'll consider this chapter a Gift for the reader Little Angel.. even though it might be a little late..
Happy birthday, Little Angel.
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Thanks to Wurobuhuan Little Angel's landmine, love you, mwah~
Thanks to Yingru Shi Little Angel's landmine, love you, mwah~
Thanks to Qiemo Little Angel's two Grenades! Love you, mwah~
Mew~
Chapter 63: New Year's Day Side Story: Nana's New Year's Day
Nana woke up very early.
Whether it was because she hadn't slept well yesterday—or perhaps because the air conditioning was set too low—Nana woke up just as dawn was breaking.
She remained in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake for a while; her usually sharp mind had turned into a mushy mess, a thick porridge, or some other kind of sticky substance. Then, blinking her eyes, which still held a trace of hazy moisture within her green eyes, she struggled to reach out from under the covers to light up the mobile phone sitting on the brown wooden nightstand.
The i Phone screen lit up, the pale white light emitted from the electronic device appeared exceptionally prominent in the dim bedroom, illuminating the Girl's listless face and adding a strange, ghostly atmosphere.
5:47
In any case, it was early enough—or for certain night owls, "early" could easily become "late" enough.
Nana curled her lips, buried her head into the soft feather pillow, intended to continue her intimate connection with it.
She rolled around on the bed with her eyes closed, trying her best to relax her thoughts—
After all, it was a rare School Entrance Leave—
Ahhh, I want to sleep—
After tossing and turning for a long while, Nana opened her green eyes, her clear eyes silently revealing a fact: she finally had to admit that she currently had absolutely no desire to sleep!
Fine, Nana thought in compromise.
The first day of the New Year. Sleeping early and waking up early—a perfect routine.
..
Even though she was already awake, Nana had no intention of getting up immediately. He casually turned off the air conditioner that had been running all night—she had to admit, she felt the indoor air was a bit dry—then she propped another pillow behind his head, picked up his indispensable Companion, comfortably began scrolling through his i Phone.
First, several congratulatory SMS messages caught his eye, some of which were from his colleagues. Nana lightly typed out simple well-wishes, attached a "Happy" emoji, clicked send.
Due to various objective and subjective reasons, she hadn't made many friends during his school years; instead, the few she could actually talk to were people she had met through work. After replying to them one by one, the corners of Nana's mouth curled up slightly.
Her mood improved.
Then there was his boyfriend.
Niwang's SMS blessing seemed to have been sent right at the stroke of January 1st, but unfortunately, she was working overtime at that time, so busy that she was completely overwhelmed. Once she finished working and returned home, she fell asleep immediately and naturally did not notice it.
Her finger brushed over the slightly teasing words on the Screen, Nana seemed to imagine Niwang's expression when he sent the SMS, the look in her eyes growing even softer.
She typed out a reply, pausing and hesitating several times.. After a long moment of hesitation, Nana finally sent it.
Mood value rose once again.
Next.. is Zhenjun.
The SMS was sent shortly after three in the morning. Nana, who had a certain understanding of Zhenjun's line of work, was not surprised by this, but she couldn't help but feel worried: So late.. is Zhenjun very busy?
But.. when we last met, didn't he say he hasn't been very busy lately?
Shaking her head to dismiss those thoughts, Nana replied with a smiley face and took the opportunity to ask if the other party would have some free time for a visit, then opened the next message.
Sister's SMS arrived right on time as well. Nana's eyes lit up, but the light was quickly replaced by worry—her body had never fully recovered. Nana hurriedly replied, telling her to get plenty of rest and not to stay up too late, rambling through a long string of messages filled with nothing but instructions and reminders.
She secretly wondered if she was being forced to develop a talent for being a nagging mother.
After finishing her words of concern, Nana paused, then her finger moved again.
“Sister, Happy New Year!”
And then—
Nana frowned silently, her clear green eyes filled with confusion.
Why would they send me blessing SMS?
..
It was the first day of the New Year, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.
The general spring cleaning had already been completed. As the year drew to a close, there were all sorts of year-end parties; even though Nana wasn't exactly part of the "popular" crowd, she was still dragged along to several rounds of them. Coupled with the heavy workload during that period, Nana was exhausted.
Luckily, the house wasn't large, otherwise she wouldn't have known if she could finish cleaning it.
The Mirror cake has already been prepared—she had Ran's help with this, as she couldn't make it herself. It had to be said that although she knew Ran was a girl with incredibly high combat skills and domesticity, she still felt quite embarrassed to ask a girl a few years younger than herself to handle such a thing.
Fortunately, New Year's Eve soba doesn't have to be too troublesome—although she doesn't know how to make it herself, the supermarket sells simplified versions.
The clock hanging on the wall ticked steadily, the hands inching toward nine o'clock. Nana blinked her eyes, after three or four minutes, she heard the doorbell ring just as expected.
Mm, I have an appointment to go to the Shrine to worship with Yaji.
So Nana opened the door.
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Senso-ji in Tokyo is quite famous, because of the New Year, the crowds are far greater than on ordinary days.
—to the point that the police department had deployed personnel to maintain order.
Nana scanned the crowd and spotted several faces that were quite familiar.
As her hand was gripped tighter, Nana tilted her head to look beside her; Niwang's white hair remained highly conspicuous amidst the crowd. "Puri~ Hold me tight—"
So she lowered her eyes and smiled, "Mm-hmm, I've got you."
Well, what does it have to do with her? Why can't she just have a good time with his boyfriend?
After spending several hours completing the ritual of visiting the shrine and drawing fortune slips, considering Sister's health and Zhenjun's personality.. Okay, neither of them seemed like the type to visit a shrine, so Nana took the opportunity to pray for several more amulets.