Take it slow, don't be impatient.
It's okay.
Really, it's okay.
..
Gin descended step by step, walking into the secret underground passage.
This underground passage had cost him a great deal of effort during its construction, with ventilation being the top priority, to ensure that it would be convenient for those who came after to explore.
He stepped down the last step and came to a halt before the sealed metal door, then took off his black leather gloves and began unlocking the fingerprint scanner.
After the first layer of identity authentication, there was the password.
After skillfully entering the seven-digit password, Gin knocked on the door.
What met his eyes was a clean room, a spotless floor, slightly dim light, simple and elegant furniture decorations, and—
Two sleeping girls.
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“I've come to see you.” The Silver-haired man lowered his eyes slightly, his fine bangs casting a small shadow that silently covered a portion of his face, however, the part of his face that remained visible was still cold and resolute.
Even with his eyes cast down, those cold and fierce green eyes still gazed at the sleeping Girl.
"I haven't come to see you in a long time, but I know you won't blame me." She would never blame me.
“Some of the things you wanted to tell me, I already have the answers to, some I still don't understand..” Gin's tone was indifferent, but his gaze grew increasingly obscure. “I hope I can find the answers in the end—even if my former self always thought it was a very foolish approach.”
He raised his hand to gently touch the girl's cold face, the sensation of his fingertips still soft, without any of the stiffness of the deceased.
This was only natural.
If it weren't for the help of the so-called System, Shiratori Midori would have long ago turned into a pile of skeletons; and if it weren't for Shiratori Midori's restraint, how could he have held himself back to complete the System Mission.
Gin has too many ways to "find loopholes."
If there were no "Resurrecting Shiratori Midori" as bait, the System would have nothing that could [move] him. In that case, what would his choice have been?
Perhaps he would obey the Black Organization? — After all, he didn't care about good or evil.
Perhaps he had broken away from the Black Organization to seek another way?
But regardless of which choice he made, he would have crushed any potential threats—namely, Conan and the others—in their cradle, rather than elaborately setting a trap like this.
After all, with no possible benefits, why would he trust a System of unknown origin that had almost no presence?
And why should he include the System in his own plans?
Gin tilted her head and curled her lips into a slight, rare hint of gentleness. "However.. for now, I am willing to take a look."
It's not just because of you.. it's also for.. myself.
After a pause, Gin withdrew his hand, the moment his index finger left the girl's face, it trembled slightly. The silver-haired man spoke slowly, saying:
For myself.
For myself, I want to understand certain things.
To think about my future life, to see different scenery, to feel others' kindness—
She tilted her head slightly, recalling memories in her mind, some vague and others clear.
—To experience the emotions he had always looked down upon.
This is probably what you have always hoped for.
By the way, I have prepared a gift for you." After a long silence, the Silver-haired man spoke again, casually changing the subject, "But I might not have enough time to give it to you.
After a pause, his eyes took on a pale cyan hue, like misty rain on water, the slight upturn of his lips revealed a hint of softness. "I will give it to Nana. Of course, now is not yet the time."
If you can wake up, you can see for yourself if you like it," he said with a gentle blink, "If you don't wake up, Nana will place it before your grave.
“I'm going to find what you left for me.” Gin lowered his head and said to the girl whose appearance had remained unchanged for many years, “Let us meet again next time.”
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Stepping out from the secret passage, Gin cast one last glance back at the slowly closing door, his eyes dimming slightly.
He closed his eyes, as if to relieve the pent-up frustration in his heart, when he opened them again, those eyes, clear as ice and jade yet slightly cold, had returned to their calm state.
Gin walked out of the Bedroom, the moment he looked up, he saw Miyano Akemi sitting in the Living room, waiting for him restlessly.
The woman immediately turned to look at him upon hearing his deliberately heavy footsteps. The moment her eyes met her figure, Miyano Akemi stood up in a hurry as if startled, her gaze like a newborn fawn—watery and filled with a hint of unease.
She asked with concern, "Are you.. okay?"
Gin nodded slightly, which served as a tacit agreement.
Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief, then pursed her lips, her gaze flickering for a moment. "Is she.. doing okay?"
There is no such thing as "okay" when it comes to a corpse.. but she was truly afraid of upsetting Gin.
And..
She also truly felt Guilt toward Shiratori Midori.
Gin fell silent for a moment, not answering the question.
After a pause, he turned to look at Miyano Akemi, his green eyes shining brilliantly under the light, flickering with an obscurity that Akemi could not decipher: "Actually, I should have let you meet Akai Shuichi, but looking at the current situation, Amuro Tooru is indeed more suitable."
He did not plan to reveal the news that Miyano Akemi was still alive to Akai Shuichi right now; after all, the resulting chain reaction would be very troublesome.
“It's alright,” Miyano Akemi replied.
As she spoke, the gentle Long-haired girl shook her head slightly, curling her lips to indicate that this was already quite good. Her soft eyes and brows shone with a bright radiance under the light, making Gin understand in an instant why so many people cared for her.
This kind of bright light, which is not aggressive but instead shines upon you silently and gently.. is indeed a lovable existence.
“But rest assured.” Gin's gaze softened for a moment, then he promised, “I will make sure you meet Akai Shuichi.”
Miyano Akemi was stunned.
His beautiful face shimmered under the Light, his bright eyes seemed to possess a gemstone-like luster at this moment, a look that could make anyone's heart soften.
Actually, Miyano Akemi was quite good. Gin thought.
For Akai Shuichi.. seeing his "deceased" girlfriend again, he would probably be very happy.
If he could make him abandon those.. inappropriate thoughts, it would be considered a great deed.
It could also be considered his compensation.
Thinking about it this way, Gin suddenly felt it was a bit of a pity.
Why doesn't Amuro Tooru have a girlfriend?
While he was lost in thought, the Woman opposite finally reacted to his words.
Miyano Akemi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flickering in her blue eyes: ".. Ah?"
She let out a dazed syllable, her eyes staring blankly at Gin, her long, slender eyelashes trembling slightly as her gaze grew unfocused, as if she had fallen into a daze.
Before long, Miyano Akemi's eyes grew misty from dryness. She snapped out of her trance due to the stinging pain in her eyes and hurriedly blinked. When she opened them again to look at Gin, her clear, bright eyes seemed to hold a hint of shock.
She seemed to have thought of something, yet she also seemed uncertain, so she spoke with hesitation, her fair cheeks even flushing with a slight tint of crimson, with a noticeable redness spreading even to the tips of her ears.
She asked, appearing almost at a loss, her hands hanging at her sides clenching into fists before relaxing again. "Gin.. what do you think.. the relationship between me and Da Jun is?"
Due to extreme nervousness, she was still calling him by Akai Shuichi's alias.
Gin suddenly had an unpleasant foreboding. He blinked and asked only a single suggestive question: "Didn't you.. send him an SMS before?"
We've already broken up," Miyano Akemi said with certainty. "The SMS I sent him was a breakup text.
Gin: ……
He couldn't help but ask himself sincerely: Could it be that I really lack the talent for matchmaking?
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Author's Note: Yes, you don't.
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To the Little Angels in the comments section who have been persistently urging for updates, congratulations, because of your passion, today's update is being released early..
Don't tell anyone [Smiling JPG]
And then, I have some unfortunate news to share with everyone: I have no more stored chapters.
So—
Gurgle..
*Ahem*, just kidding.
To remind myself, I took another look at the School Entrance Leave that said I would post daily in August.. I will do it QAQ
Why isn't August 28 days long? QAQ [whispering]
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Because school is about to start for me, so, you know how it is.
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Chapter 156 Chapter 140 Gin's face is terrifyingly pale..
Nana does not particularly like attending parties.
The forms of a Party are usually diverse, ranging from company Colleague gatherings, to private gatherings between Friends, to holding a Party to announce various important matters, so on.
The cost also fluctuates according to the host's wealth and the importance of the Party.
As a detective, Nani had been invited to several parties before. To be fair, the more high-end the party, the less interested Nani was.
After all.. a normal girl shouldn't like being stared at or subjected to subtle criticism, right? Especially that unintentional condescension that slips out nonetheless; it was truly loathsome to him.
And then there was that back-and-forth pleasantry; things that could clearly be said in just a few words, yet they would insist on dragging them out into a long-winded mess, as if it would be impolite not to spend half an hour on it. It was truly speechless.