After a long time, Akai Shuichi finally spoke.
The anger from a few minutes ago seemed to have been forcibly suppressed by him. At this moment, the expression on the Black-haired elite agent's face was extremely calm, so calm it was almost strange.
His tone when he spoke also seemed calm and composed, as he merely gazed at Gin, using his usual low voice.
You're quite accurate..
Akai Shuichi was momentarily unsure whether to feel relieved or disappointed, he raised his eyes to ask his doubt: "You've already decided?"
This question was, in fact, asking something he already knew the answer to.
After all, if there hadn't been an arrangement beforehand, Sheila would never have arrived so promptly.
Gin nodded silently.
Before jumping into the sea, he had been observing the time both intentionally and unintentionally, all to catch up with Sheila's support.
"So—" A multitude of doubts surged through Akai Shuichi's mind for a moment, but he still decisively blurted out the one question he wanted to ask most:
The arrival of Amuro Tooru and me is actually a problem for you, isn't it?
Gin gazed at him deeply.
After a long time, the Silver-haired man tilted his head slightly and replied to Akai Shuichi in a slightly hoarse voice, "No."
The Sunset's afterglow falls upon the Sea, dyeing the boundless ocean in a dreamlike golden glow. The Shimmer on the sea reflects the soft Sunlight, flowing with magnificent colors.
The clouds on the Horizon were painted with beautiful colors by the sunset glow, as vast patches of Sunset glow spread across the sky, boundless and immense.
They sat on a small speedboat, cutting through the waves, leaving behind splashes and long-lasting water trails beneath the boat. As if their tranquility had been shattered, the sea waves presented a broken shimmer.
Gin [male] slightly lowered his green eyes.
He looked at his hands. The knuckles were distinct, the index finger was long, his palm bore the gun calluses that Gin knew all too well.
A tiny water drop nestled against his neatly trimmed nail; Gin's finger moved unconsciously, the water drop fell with a "plop."
Gin looked at the shattered water drop, then lifted his eyes to look at Akai Shuichi.
The Sunset shimmered in his eyes, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly, appearing casual as he said, "It could be considered.. an Accident."
But it's not a problem.
Gin said calmly.
The arrival of Amuro Tooru and Akai Shuichi was indeed something Gin had not anticipated.
However, it truly did not have any impact on Gin's original plan.
I didn't notify Sheila on short notice," Gin explained. "I was going to do this today regardless of whether you were here or not.
Anyway.. looking at the current situation, his plan to fake his death has also failed.
So—
It probably wouldn't matter if I said it.. would it?
As Gin's words fell, Akai Shuichi's expression suddenly turned grim.
“So—" he confirmed, word by word, his attitude terrifyingly cold: "Today, your decision to jump into the sea was not a Plan B triggered by the presence of Amuro Tooru and me.”
“Whether Amuro Tooru and I are here or not, you were going to jump anyway,” Akai Shuichi stared straight at Gin, asking as if to confirm, “Right?”
Even though he was asking for confirmation, there wasn't a single trace of doubt in his tone.
Gin blinked.
"Yes," he said indifferently.
..
The fake death plan arranged by Gin was intended from the very beginning to be a "hands-on" performance where he would "play the part to perfection."
In other words, whether Akai Shuichi is present or not, whether the FBI and Japanese Public Security witness it or not, he will do it regardless.
The Black Organization would not necessarily trust Heine.
But it didn't matter.
What Gin wanted was not for the Black Organization to actually believe he was dead.
Even if they had doubts, the Black Organization would not truly fall out with Heine. As for Gin's "departure," his "death" was undoubtedly more beneficial to them than "Sherry's defection."
After all, Gin is not only a threat to them, but he is also an existence worth targeting for other international organizations.
After all, he held many of the Black Organization's secrets, the Black Organization did not want him to fall into the hands of others.
The Black Organization would accept this fact as a default, might even intentionally or unintentionally mislead other organizations—as for private investigations, they would certainly not be few.
But in terms of the intensity of the investigation, because they had to conduct searches privately out of fear that other organizations would discover the Truth, these actions were far smaller than an "open and aboveboard" purge of Traitors.
At the same time, this also invisibly reduced the clashes between Gin and other organizations.
After all, before they knew that the "always loyal Gin" also had intentions of "defection," they would naturally be willing to believe the news that "Gin died during a mission."
Gin is, after all, one of the core members with significant power within the Black Organization, his death must be a major loss for the Black Organization. The Organization would never joke about such a matter.
A Dead man, no matter how powerful, is nothing more than a Dead man.
Even if there were some routine inquiries, they would not devote too much energy to a Dead man.
It could be said that when it comes to this matter of faking death, he and the Organization are both winning—although the Organization likely wants to turn his faking death into a real death, until they can achieve that, faking death is certainly better than an overt defection.
But having Heine simply prove his own death was clearly not going to work either—anyone could see there was something fishy about it.
The Black Organization certainly won't let this insult pass so easily, it's even possible that Heine might pay the price for it.
So—
You should know that Heine came to meet his Subordinate because that Young Master chose him himself.
So, choosing a few Spies to witness this scene isn't a difficult thing, is it?
Regardless, he still had to jump into the sea—even if he knew it was dangerous.
..
“Even if you know there is danger?” Akai Shuichi lifted his face slightly, asking with indifferent eyes.
"I deal with danger all the time," Gin replied with a tilt of his head.
The clothes were soaking wet, clinging to the body in an uncomfortable way.
The sea breeze brushed calmly against his cheek, blowing away a single water drop, the water vapor remaining on his skin dried slowly in the wind, seemingly carrying away the warmth of the human body as well.
With a delayed realization, a chill gradually traveled from every nerve to his brain.
"Even if you know there is a more reliable way?" That person [male] spoke again.
Whether it was an illusion of Gin's or not, he felt as if Akai Shuichi's voice had grown a few degrees deeper.
Even if you know there is a more reliable way?
Yes, he certainly knew there were more reliable ways.
To put it bluntly, in the eyes of Gin, who has been dealing with Death for over a decade, there are truly too many ways to fake death.
There were more reliable ways.
Even at this very moment, even if he secretly hid an inflatable life jacket to jump, it would be more reliable than plunging directly into the sea.
It's not like he doesn't have an inflatable life jacket.
It's just that—
“There's no need..” Gin said, his voice indifferent as he lowered his eyes.
There was no need to think any more about it.
After exhausting himself for so long, everything he wanted to do has finally been completed.
Everything he had to do, he had also completed.
Since it is like this, why must he plan every step so carefully, why must he consider so much?
Is there any need?
Wouldn't it be good to take a break? Wouldn't it be good to indulge a little?
Anyway, this Probing Plan has a pretty high mission completion rate!
Anyway, he.. was not afraid of death.
Even if you might fail, even if you might die because of it—" Akai Shuichi spoke each word with emphasis, his voice sounding as if he were gritting his teeth, "you still feel there is no need to think much about it?
Gin looked up at Akai Shuichi.
The glow of the sunset bloomed in his eyes, the Silver-haired man pursed his lips slightly, but said nothing.
The clothes on his body were beginning to dry, however, the sticky sensation of the fabric clinging to his skin only grew more intense.
It didn't feel like much while in the sea, when he first left the water, he didn't feel anything wrong. But now, now that he is safe, the discomfort is gradually creeping in, making him want to strip off the clothes clinging to his skin.
Gin frowned slightly, wondering if there were any spare clothes on the speedboat.
Thinking about these things, Gin didn't even bother with certain "ridiculous" questions.
The Silver-haired man's expression was excessively calm, almost exuding a sense of inevitability.
He did not answer, but Akai Shuichi had already found the answer.
The Black-haired agent took a deep breath, as his chest heaved violently, he felt a roar surge through his brain, making his ears ring.
To the point where he could no longer restrain himself, his hands pressed against the ground suddenly exerted force.
Akai Shuichi let out a cold sneer, clenched his other hand into a fist, swung it fiercely toward Gin's face.
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Author's Note: Two updates today, the next one will be out tonight.
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