The Silver-haired youth felt a sudden throbbing in his temples, for a moment, a rare sensation welled up in his heart, leaving him almost speechless.
Speaking of which—since when did he start doing this kind of work that was almost akin to 'mediating a quarrel'?
His heart raced with a thousand conflicting thoughts, yet Gin's expression remained as usual.
Did you come here specifically to cause this guy trouble?
I suppose so." The Blonde-haired youth shrugged, his expression appearing somewhat helpless. "But to be honest, I also think it's quite a hassle.
But there's no helping it, after all, he's been dragged into another murder case.
Gin glanced at the youth, who was pushed to the side and trembling, a few traces of suspicion inevitably surfaced on his face.
That person.. no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like someone who would require a Public Security elite of Amuro Tooru's level, right?
Amuro Tooru clearly understood what he was thinking, seeing this, he offered a smile: "Speaking of which, Gin—"
He had taken a few steps forward earlier.
Can we talk privately?
..
In the end, he agreed.
Gin did not have much understanding of terms like the "shura's battlefield" mentioned by Sheila, but her Intuition told him it was nothing good.
The unexpected meeting with Amuro Tooru felt somewhat more professional at this moment. The air conditioning in the cafe continuously emitted warmth, dispelling the chill unique to winter.
It was a day off, this small roadside cafe was more popular than usual.
The shop's renovation wasn't particularly high-end, likely catering to young people, the interior decoration and furnishings added a layer of youthful and sunny vitality. Among the various types of coffee, there were also a few choices like juice and milk tea, mostly intended to provide options for the youths and girls who were not accustomed to drinking coffee.
Before this, Amuro Tooru made a phone call to his Subordinate, successfully bringing that unfortunate Youth into the Police car.
I don't know if he was just unlucky, or if I was particularly lucky." Mentioning this attempted murder that, due to a series of mishaps, failed to result in a serious tragedy, the blonde-haired youth couldn't help but sound a bit relieved. "To be honest, I thought I wouldn't make it in time.
After receiving information from the Public Security, a group of people worked through the night to conduct an economic investigation into this imminent crime, barely managing to pinpoint the criminal, the time, the location of the potential crime.
Don't let his previous calm demeanor fool you; you should know that Amuro Tooru had been rushing all the way, even running several red lights.
He took a moment to think about the potential fines he might have to pay, after three seconds of silence, he decisively decided to let Kazami handle the matter.
Probably both." Gin stirred the black coffee in front of him with a silver spoon. "He is quite unlucky, while you are quite fortunate.
Amuro Tooru paused, casting a half-smiling glance at Gin. "Indeed—"
I'm quite lucky.
Gin's hand froze in mid-air.
He frowned and turned his gaze toward Amuro Tooru, his green eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny, as if he were weighing the meaning behind the words of the blonde-haired youth.
The youth laughed loudly under his gaze.
His laughter was clear, carrying an inexplicable youthful energy and a sense of ease he had never shown before, as if he had cast off some heavy burden, making one think of birds flapping their wings toward the horizon.
A free bird.
It makes sense—no matter how much he relaxed before, Amuro Tooru was, after all, a Black Organization undercover—with such an identity, life was still oppressive for Amuro Tooru.
Now, at the very least, he can Return to his original life.
Not bad at all.
Amidst the loud laughter, Gin frowned slightly, but his hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, relaxed as he returned to his great cause of ruining coffee.
For some reason, amidst the laughter of the Blonde-haired youth, Gin gradually relaxed as well.
His green eyes softened slightly, he changed the subject nonchalantly.
After saying that, that guy—" Gin mentioned the guy he had caught red-handed with a hint of disdain, "What kind of trouble did he actually cause?
He doesn't have much power himself." Having just suppressed his laughter, the curve remained on the lips of the Blonde-haired youth, his voice grew even softer: "However, there are shadows of some people behind him.
Pausing for a moment, Amuro Tooru took a sip of the coffee in front of him before continuing, "It should be related to Black Fox from a while back.. but the chain of evidence isn't clear enough."
I cannot reveal the detailed Message, but—
The Blonde-haired Public Security elite blinked at the former Organization's Top Killer and said as if it were only natural:
But, if you are truly curious, you can investigate it yourself.
You should have your own network, right?
He spoke these words with such confidence, feeling absolutely nothing was amiss.
Gin accepted this explanation with composure.
Of course, accepting an explanation and rejecting it are not contradictory; the silver-haired man shook his head and said, "No thanks, I'm not very interested."
The two remained silent for a while.
“After this—” Amuro Tooru seemed to be thinking about something, a strange light shimmering in his greyish-purple eyes. "Do you have any plans?"
Gin tilted her head for a moment. "Plan?"
Amuro Tooru nodded.
Are you planning to leave Japan?
His voice was calm and his tone was gentle, as if he were merely engaging in ordinary small talk.
It was just—
[Amuro Tooru] and [Gin] are chatting.
This sentence itself was full of things to nitpick.
But Gin didn't seem to think anything was wrong.
“Yes.” The Silver-haired man nodded, stating calmly, “I estimate he will leave in a few days.”
He looked at the man before him, who could also be called an opponent, raised an eyebrow with a smile: "What? Are you trying to catch me?"
“That's really not the case.” Amuro Tooru raised an eyebrow at his words, his voice somewhat lighthearted. “However, if you give me a chance in the future, I might not let go.”
When the Blonde-haired youth said this, his tone was strange, causing Gin to be momentarily stunned.
Gin blinked his eyes.
He always felt that Amuro Tooru's words just now.. seemed to carry a deeper meaning.
“Once the business with the Black Organization is over—” Gin made a casual remark, "Many people will go their separate ways."
He brushed aside any previous awkwardness or stalemate with nonchalance, changing the subject with an expression that was calm yet left no room for argument.
You were asking me what my Plan was before, so what about you?
Pausing for a moment, Gin tilted his head to look at him and said in a relaxed tone, "What are your plans?"
..
Gin glanced at him sideways and said in a relaxed tone, "What are your plans?"
A plan?
Amuro Tooru thought for a moment.
“It's not exactly a 'plan'—" he replied while thinking, "Once the matters at hand are finished, I'll probably take a trip to Hokkaido."
Hokkaido?
Gin repeated this place name.
Hokkaido.
Amuro Tooru gave an affirmative response.
Hokkaido, formerly known as Ezo, was once the home of the Ainu, it is the only prefecture among Japan's forty-seven prefectures. As the largest island in Japan after Honshu, its population is not as dense compared to other regions of Japan.
It can be said that it is the northernmost island in Japan.
In winter, it snows in Hokkaido.
The swirling white snow created a thick layer on the ground; it felt cold to the touch, however, the way the ice and snow melted on the fingertips was beautiful.
Because of official business?
Gin tilted her head thoughtfully, yet he calmly offered a guess.
"Fifty-fifty," the Blonde-haired youth replied.
It's for official business, but I also want to take a trip to Hokkaido—I've been staying in Tokyo for quite a while now..
Business travel?" Gin remarked. "A good idea.
Hey, hey!" Facing the intention deliberately distorted by the person opposite, Amuro Tooru intentionally showed a hint of helplessness, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face. "I'm not using public funds for private use like that!
However, speaking of Hokkaido—
Gin calculated the time, then turned his head toward the Blonde-haired youth and suggested, "If you are fast enough, you might be able to make it to Hokkaido before Spring begins."
Why should I go to Hokkaido before Spring begins?
Amuro Tooru looked unusually puzzled. "Isn't that a bit too rushed?"
Because there is snow.
Gin said softly.
Because the snow in Hokkaido's winter is beautiful.
..
Because the snow in Hokkaido's winter is really beautiful.
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Author's Note: Thanks to Mori no Yojin Naia for the mines, love you mwah~
Thanks to qwertyuiop for the mine, love you mwah~
Thanks to the Little Angels who provided Nutrient solution: Su Yuqing (5 bottles); Jinxiu Weiyang (1 bottle);
Thank you all so much for your support, I will continue to work hard! Thank you to the Little Angels who gave me Overlord Votes or Nutrient solution between 2020-01-21 11:28:06 and 2020-01-22 16:20:33~
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