30. REBIRTH: 25D…

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At around seven o'clock in the morning, Yushan Chaodeng was finally able to leave the hospital.

Although he thought there was nothing wrong, Rei Furuya still insisted on driving him home.

"This is not a minor injury." The boss glanced at his abdomen. "What if the wound opens? At least you can rest at home for a few days. You can just use the computer to handle your recent work, right?"

Miyama Chaodeng tightened the collar of his suit jacket. His previous clothes were stained with blood, so he could only wear the hospital gown. But this alone was too conspicuous, so Furuya Rei lent him his suit jacket.

It's a grey suit, and Yu Shan Chao Deng has one of similar colour. After all, there are only a few types of formal men's suits, so it's normal to have contrasting colours.

His appearance was not picky about clothing colors, even bright pink would not look too bad, but his boss's coat did not fit him very well.

The shoulders should be wider. Theoretically, there is not much difference in height between him and his boss, but the width of his shoulders made by this shirt make him look exaggerated, like a double-door refrigerator.

Yushan Chaodeng was still looking at his reflection in the car window, and a voice message saying "Yushan Chaodeng is a burly man" played in his mind, and he almost laughed.

Hearing what Furukaya Rei said, Miyama Chaodeng stood at attention and said, "But Furukaya-san sent me off, how are you going to get back?"

When they came to the hospital, they drove Miyama Asato's car. After sending him back, Furuya Rei had to leave alone.

"You are the most important thing now," said Furuya Ling. "I am worried about you. You couldn't even find out that you were injured, and you kept delaying until you lost too much blood and passed out. Do you think you can drive back by yourself?"

Miyama subconsciously looked away from the lamp, but then realized it was very obvious and forced himself to look up at his boss.

"but……"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Or do you think my words are useless now?" Furiya Ling's tone became a little harsher. Miyama Chaodeng immediately stopped talking and nodded very obediently in agreement.

"OK."

Furiya Rei felt as if he couldn't breathe, and he knew that his adjutant was a very stubborn person.

Miyama Chaodeng has his own set of principles for doing things, and it is difficult to change his mind once he has made up his mind. But if someone is more powerful than him and forces him to change his mind, he will still obey.

Furiya Ling didn't mean to be mean to him, especially now. But the fact that some people didn't care about their bodies at all still made him angry, and he didn't want to do that. After graduation, he was rarely easily provoked by others.

He wanted to say a few more words to Yu Shan Chao Deng, but because he had been silent for a while, the adjutant looked up and glanced at him cautiously.

Those eyes were like a cat secretly observing this person to see if it could rub against him, and then it realized that he was looking at him and quickly lowered its head.

Just now in the hospital, Furuya Rei said something inappropriate in the name of joking, but was immediately rejected. The words were not hurtful, but Furuya Rei's heart still skipped a beat.

He was sure that he had to keep his distance from his adjutant. If he didn't want to cause trouble, he wouldn't even be able to be friends with him.

But.

Fūya Rei sighed, turned around, opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat: "Let's go."

That's too bad.

He still wanted to kiss him very much.

-

Along the way, Miyama Asato didn't dare to chat with his boss. He sat in his seat and fiddled with the spare buttons on the lining of Furuya Rei's suit jacket. The smooth surface of the buttons felt nice, and it was the kind of touch that he could play with for a long time when he didn't know what to say.

I didn't know what was going on with my boss, and I remained silent the entire time. Even when we accidentally made eye contact at a red light at an intersection, I would deliberately avert my gaze.

It seemed to have started with the words he asked Mr. Fūya to stop joking.

Well, he must have offended the other party when he was in the hospital just now.

Yu Shan looked out the window at the light and watched the traffic behind him from the rearview mirror. It was rush hour and there was some traffic jam on the road.

It was clearly a good opportunity to get closer to Mr. Fūya, but Miyama Asato felt that if it happened again, he would definitely say the same thing.

He would be a fool if he took Furuya Rei's words seriously. If he didn't cut off all his fantasies, he was worried that Mr. Furuya would never talk to him again.

Just like yesterday, when I gave the work to Kazami but he refused to look for him.

Isn't it better to maintain the status quo? I can still enjoy Mr. Fūya's care with a thick face.

Yushan Chaodeng pretended to turn his head nonchalantly to look to the right, but he happened to immerse himself in those gentle purple-gray deep eyes.

The two people looked away almost at the same time. An ambiguous and indescribable awkward atmosphere spread in the car. No one wanted to say anything to change the atmosphere at the moment, but no matter what, Yushan Chaodeng actually felt that the current environment was not unpleasant.

It was almost eight o'clock when they arrived at the apartment building of Miyama Asato. Furutani Rei parked the car, returned the keys to Miyama Asato, and the two stood face to face for a while.

Miyama Chaodeng didn't know what to say, but it seemed like it was pretty good to stand like this.

"You can go back." In the end, it was Furuya Rei who spoke first, his tone seemed a little gentle, "Remember not to touch water for the next two days, keep your hands fixed when you sleep, and don't do strenuous activities. Order takeout... or I can bring it to you?"

"I'll just order takeout." Yushan Chaodeng said immediately.

Then there was silence again.

Miyama Chaodeng looked at Furugaya Rei and seemed to be hesitant to speak. According to social etiquette, Mr. Furugaya not only stayed with him in bed all night, but also sent him back in the morning. He should at least invite him to sit up with him.

But he couldn't say it out loud. Yushan Chaodeng was a little worried that the other party would discover his little thoughts.

"If you remember to bring the clothes Hiro left at your place, bring them to me next time." Furuya Rei gave him a faint smile, "Go back and have a rest."

Yu Shan's face started to burn with anger. He lowered his head and responded vaguely, then turned and went upstairs.

When he was at the door of the apartment, he looked back and saw Mr. Fūya still standing there, staring at his back.

He didn't dare to watch any further, so he quickened his pace, returned home, closed the door, and sat down on the ground somewhat powerlessly.

Yushan Chaodeng raised his hand to cover his chest. His heartbeat was so fast that he could even notice the abnormality. When he thought of the other person's smile, he inexplicably felt like crying.

The tip of his nose felt sore, and he immediately pressed his fingertips against his nose.

The system nimbly jumped down from the windowsill, holding the cardboard in its mouth, and landed in front of Yushan Chaodeng. He used the cat's claw to write "Are you okay?", making the scene at this moment even more absurd than the dream Yushan Chaodeng had when he was unconscious.

But when he thought of that dream, Yushan Chaodeng wanted to cry even more. He sniffed and said to the system: "Speak human language."

The cat threw the board aside, stood in front of him, and asked in his emotionless but lively cold voice: [How did you get hurt again, Master? ]

Miyama Chaodeng glanced at himself, he was wearing a very disgusting hospital gown, but he was wearing his boss's clothes on the outside, and he felt that the hospital didn't seem to matter.

Under that thin piece of clothing was his waist and abdomen, which had been stabbed by Pramya. The wound was actually quite deep. If he felt pain at this moment, he probably wouldn't be in the mood to think about anything romantic.

"Something happened." Yushan Chaodeng didn't want to tell the system about these things. It wasn't that he hated the system, he just simply didn't want to.

And judging from the system's usual performance, Miyama Chaodeng felt that it would be very difficult for him to understand human emotions. He might even tilt his head and advise him, "There's no need to cry over such a thing."

[Alas.] The system sighed in its inorganic and cold voice, [Compared to the last one, the master is too easy to get hurt. In the short time that this machine has been bound to you, you always come back with wounds all over your body.]

After thinking it over carefully, Miyama Chaodeng realized that it was true and could not say anything to refute it. He paused and passed on the topic: "Yesterday, I suddenly thought of the matter about that senior. According to what you said, he is still alive. However, based on his age, there is no one in the public security database who meets the lifespan requirement. I think he must have faked his death and continued to live under a new identity."

[A very accurate guess, worthy of being the master chosen by this machine.] The system immediately praised, "He" could not reveal the host's basic information, but the guess confirmed by Yushan Chaodeng could be judged, [Can it be found? Will it be troublesome?]

"It's a little difficult, but I can try." Yu Shan Chao Deng crossed his legs on the ground and leaned against the door. "According to your description, that person is not unknown. Moreover, if he really knows the characteristics of the system's tasks, maybe this method can be used to reversely hook him... If he is unfortunately exposed in the future, I will do this."

The system tilted its head, and it was very cute to make such a gesture in the form of a cat, which made Miyama Chaodeng feel fortunate that he did not choose the ball that year: [MASTER is a little too pessimistic? ]

"Um?"

[The previous host is a powerful person, but you who are also qualified to bind to this machine are not bad either. If you really fight against him, this machine thinks you have a greater chance of winning. You are very outstanding and have many beautiful qualities that are easy to be liked by others. Just now, this machine was watching until this machine came to you. Your boss was still looking in this direction downstairs. ]

When he heard the latter part, Yushan Chaodeng deliberately turned his eyes away.

[He should like you very much, right? ]

"Impossible." Yushan Chaodeng retorted.

[Although this machine does not have emotions like humans, its analysis of emotions will never be wrong. The body's reactions will not deceive, heartbeat, pulse, hormone secretion...]

"Can we get down to business?" Yu Shan Chao Deng interrupted him, with a somewhat fierce attitude, "I don't want to hear this."

[Yes, what kind of topics do you prefer?] The system asked patiently, and took the initiative to say, [Or would you rather the machine shut up?]

Yushan Chaodeng was upset by what he said. If he calmed down now, he might have more random thoughts. It would be better for him to continue listening to the system mumbling something else.

"Just say something." Yushan Chaodeng said.

The system thought for half a second and then said seamlessly: [Are you interested in the "system" itself? The system is to keep the world stable and adaptable. Because the system cannot directly interfere with the world, it needs agents like you to take over the execution of the authority.]

Miyama Asato tried hard to put Furukaya Rei's face out of his mind and focused all his thoughts on what the system said.

"How do you judge the stability of the world?" Yushan Chaodeng asked.

[Stability is stability, just like the moon naturally revolves around the earth, it is a common saying.] The system said, [Your talent allows you to see things that have not happened when you come into contact with certain people or dream, right? If this is a possibility in the future, then these things will happen, which means that perhaps this is an event that the world allows to happen.]

The system's words were a bit confusing and incomprehensible. Yushan Chaodeng felt that this was not what He meant, but He expressed it this way for some reason.

He tried to understand and asked, "Fatalism?"

[It can be understood this way, but not all. ]

“…I cannot agree with that.”

The system acted as if it wanted to know more, although it was a little funny for a cat to have such an expression.

"Since it didn't happen, it means it's an event that can be changed. The world allows it to happen, but it doesn't require it to happen." Yushan Chaodeng said, "If this is true, then I should have died long ago."

The system stared at him for a while, as if processing what he said: [Yes, what you said makes a lot of sense. You are indeed the "savior" chosen by this machine. ]

Miyama Chaodeng was completely unable to hear sincerity in the other party's emotionless voice, and he didn't want to chat with the system anymore, so he stood up with the help of the shelf next to him: "You go and play, I'll take a shower... and wipe myself."

Halfway through his speech, he remembered his boss's instructions and decided not to disobey him.

Miyama Chaodeng took out the coat of Zhufu Jingguang from the closet. It was the clothes he deliberately exchanged with the other party when he first met. He put it in a paper bag and placed it in a conspicuous place in the living room so that he would not forget it.

As for the boss's coat...

Yushan Chaodeng didn't know what to do with it, so he threw it on the bed and went into the bathroom.

*

Shinjuku at night is more lively than during the day, full of people who come here to have fun. Young men and women who rely on their beautiful bodies to make some quick money look at the pedestrians on the street implicitly to judge whether the other person is valuable.

A white-haired man in a black coat was walking on the street, his long white hair tied up behind his head. He walked here with a frosty face, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura that was difficult to approach.

There is a very unique charm about him that makes him worth inviting even if he is a poor guy, not to mention that his coat doesn't look cheap at all.

"Get lost." Gin scolded the sixth person who came up to him and this time it was a woman. He had no sympathy for her and walked towards the target store with an unhappy look on his face.

The woman he pushed away looked up at the sign, which read "theGOLDCUP" in cursive gold letters. She blinked with a subtle expression.

——This shop is very famous. It is also a very famous gigolo shop on this red-light district.

——The gentleman just now looked like a man with thick eyebrows and small eyes, but I didn’t expect him to be…

Gin walked straight into the store. The male hostesses inside had all seen the world, so when they saw a man coming in, who was not usually within their service range, they still treated him warmly.

Gin wouldn't have been so annoyed a week ago. He resisted the urge to shoot the polite male PR in front of him, who had a look on his face that said 'oh, this is a gay', and asked coldly, "Where is Skyy?"

The male PR immediately showed an understanding expression. If it was Skyy, it would be normal. That guy was popular with both men and women and was the signature male PR of their Big Golden Cup. If Skyy was willing to come to work regularly, it would not be a problem for the monthly turnover to reach 2 billion.

"Do you have an appointment? Skyy does not accept non-appointments... *&*#"

The male receptionist was suddenly pressed against the abdomen by Bourla. He was so scared that he blurted out garbled words. Gin threatened with an impatient and cold voice: "I never say it a second time."

"Don't bully my clerk, GIN." An elegant and charming lazy voice came from the side. I don't know when, a man appeared next to him, "Looking for me?"

The man had a very young face, looking about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but his mature temperament made people think he was ten years old. But it was this combination of maturity and youthfulness that made him so attractive.

Skyy was wearing a fancy shirt that was open to the chest, revealing her beautiful pectoral muscles. She also wore a silver chest chain inside, which was very suggestive.

He was wearing glasses with thin gold frames. He raised his hand to push back his golden hair, revealing his beautiful forehead. He had a very unique feeling of a gentleman who turned into a bad guy. No wonder he could attract customers to give him money one after another.

Gin looked at him expressionlessly. Skyy smiled and patted the receptionist on the shoulder: "You should leave first. There is nothing for you to do now."

Then he looked at Gin and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Gin followed him in without looking around. He barely endured the intermittent glances from the other male hosts in the store. After all, he was looking for Deep Blue Whiskey this time.

Skyy took Gin around several corridors and entered the innermost luxurious private room, which was also full of lights, wine and women and a decadent atmosphere.

As soon as he entered, he lay down lazily on the largest sofa and motioned Gin to sit anywhere. "Busy man of the organization, how come our TOPKILLER has time to come to my place today? Could it be that he wants to have fun with me? Let me say in advance that I don't mind homosexuality, but I like docile and beautiful children. Gin, you are not within my hunting range."

Deep Blue Whiskey is used to talking nonsense in this job. In the past, Gin could pretend not to hear it, but today a vein popped out on his forehead, but he still tried to restrain himself.

He pulled out a palm-sized paper bag from his arms and threw it to the dark blue whiskey across from him: "This is a task sent by the boss himself. We need to check the detailed information of this person."

"Looking for information? You don't want to go to Bourbon or Vermouth, but come to me? I can't do everything." Dark Blue Whiskey showed an expression like a street thug, but he was still handsome and not annoying. "And you know, I have other..."

"It's Bourbon's little lover." Gin said.

Deep Blue Whiskey sat up suddenly, put the paper bag he had casually thrown in his hand on the table, and tore it open carefully.

Photos of the white-haired young man taken from many unusual angles were leaked. Deep Blue Whiskey's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but hissed as he looked at the photos: "That's my type. Look at this face and these eyes. So beautiful."

Deep Blue Whiskey flipped through a few pages and found a folded basic file of Yushan Chaodeng. The photo on it was when he was eighteen years old. Deep Blue Whiskey couldn't help but lick the tip of his tongue.

"Bourbon's lover." He tutted. "A cop?"

He seemed somewhat interested, but still not fully motivated.

Gin knew just what to do to provoke him, so he leaned back on the sofa cushions, crossed one leg, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Yes, I'm dating Scotland too."

Dark Blue Whiskey paused as he looked at the photo: "Huh?"

"Yes, he is dating Scotland and Bourbon at the same time." Gin said. He can now say these words very naturally. Seeing the confused expression of Deep Blue Whiskey, everything he had created before seemed to have value. "The boss is very interested in him and wants the most detailed information about him."

Deep Blue Whiskey looked down at the photo of Miyama Chaodeng, took off his glasses and threw them aside, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Since years ago, you've believed that Scotland was a rat in the organization, but you haven't found any evidence. The boss has tolerated you following Scotland for years, so you should at least do something about it, Skyy."

"There is definitely something wrong with Scotland." Deep Blue Whiskey's voice became gloomy, no longer as enthusiastic as before, "I will find out his fox tail."

"You have an opportunity now." Gin tapped the coffee table in front of him with his knuckles, "Start with Miyama Asato."

Dark Blue Whiskey pondered for a moment, then raised his head and gave Gin a knowing smile: "This is your mission, Gin."

Gin's expression did not change: "He knows me."

"That can't hide the fact that you casually handed the BOSS mission to other people." Deep Blue Whiskey laughed, put the photo in his hand to the corner of his lips and kissed it, "How about this, you make a new identity for me, and I will do you this favor."

He walked into the dark, moved the vase in front of him, and revealed a safe. Then he took out a file bag from it and handed it to Gin.

"I want this, send it to me within this week."

Gin took the file bag silently, raised his hand and bit off the gloves that were inconvenient for delicate operations.

Dark Blue Whiskey's request wasn't excessive, so it was okay for him to agree to it.

He removed the rope from the file bag and took out a piece of thin paper from it. It was a new identity prepared by Dark Blue Whiskey that had not yet been entered.

Just seeing the name above, Gin frowned.

After two long minutes, Gin couldn't help but look up at the handsome male host standing opposite him in flashy clothes.

"Are you ill?"

*

Yushan Chaodeng rested at home for days. The wound on his abdomen had scabbed over, and he felt that he was fully capable of going to work.

It’s not that he loves going to work. As a corporate slave, no matter how much he likes his job, he will feel like not wanting to go to work, especially in the morning.

The main reason was that he didn't have many time gates left. Last time in Pramya, he completed the task and got two ten-draw draws. After drawing them, he had the standard five and a half days left, which meant that he now had twenty-five days of time gates left.

He changed into formal clothes and looked at the closet full of suits in a daze.

His clothes have been getting scrapped quite frequently lately.

Yushan shook his head at the lamp, ate some breakfast casually, picked up Scotland's coat on the table, and when he turned around to close the door, he keenly noticed that something seemed wrong.

Someone was watching him.

Miyama Asato uttered a short "Ah" and said to himself, "I forgot to take Mr. Amuro's coat."

He opened the door and ran into the room, leaving the door wide open.

He did not take Toru Amuro's coat, not because he forgot, but because he pretended not to remember.

He will wait until Mr. Amuro asks him for it before taking it away. He doesn't really want to return it before then.

That night, he threw the clothes on the bed before taking a shower. He only remembered it when he went to bed at night. However, the clothes had a very soothing smell and was a very good sleeping aid.

As long as you hold it, you will fall asleep within minutes.

It was not until now that Miyama Asato realized that this smell was the same as the previous few times he slept in Mr. Amuro's room.

Comfortable, clean smell.

Miyama Asato was actually very aware that his behavior was a little abnormal... In short, if he told others about it, his life would probably be over.

In two days, he will send it to be washed, and then his boss said he would return it to him when he accompanied him to the hospital this week.

Anyway, with such a plan, it was impossible for Miyama Chaodeng to go back to get his boss's clothes. He stood in a hidden place at the door, took out his service pistol from behind, and loaded it with a very light "click".

There was a very small sound coming from outside the door, and someone was hiding himself and tiptoed to the inside of the door. However, just when the head was half out, it was blocked by the black muzzle of a gun.

The man froze, and Miyama Chaodeng saw his face clearly. He raised an eyebrow and put away his gun: "Kudo Shinichi?"

The elementary school student, who was not even as tall as his waist, smiled awkwardly and walked out from behind the door: "Um, I'm Edogawa Conan, Officer Miyama."

The system, which was sitting high on the sofa, jumped down and squatted not far away, looking at this side.

Yushan Chaodeng pulled him in and locked the door. He could finally look down on everyone with his height. "This is a private residence. You should know that, right?"

Edogawa Conan looked at him and apologized very obediently: "I'm sorry."

"I wanted to find a chance to meet Officer Miyama a few days ago, but you didn't seem to be at work these days... so I wanted to try my luck at Officer Miyama's house."

Miyama Chao Deng was speechless. Conan actually knew where his family lived. He mentioned it in a previous case, which involved related content during the investigation. It was probably deduced based on other content, such as the time gate of the moon seen from the window.

Miyama Chaodeng placed the paper bag containing Zhufu Jingguang's coat on the dining table, came to sit next to the sofa, and asked, "So, what do you want to see me about?"

Conan was relieved to see that Miyama Asato was not angry. He looked at Miyama Asato, but still felt a little embarrassed to speak.

Last time he was with the detective team, he ran into Miyama Asato and Okiya Subaru. The two seemed to be discussing something very important, and when they passed by, Mr. Okiya noticed their presence and used some other information to suppress the reason for these two people who theoretically had nothing in common to be together.

Then, by reading the lip movements of the two, Conan realized that Officer Miyama had already learned that Okiya Subaru was Akai Shuichi.

Conan asked Mr. Akai afterwards, but he refused to tell him the details, just like Mr. Amuro.

Although he already knew that he was an undercover agent of the Public Security Bureau in the organization, he refused to tell him any information.

But now it seems that I can try my luck at Yushan Chaodeng.

Ran Mouri no longer always wants to meet with Asako Miyama alone to ask him whether what he said before is true or false. Conan always feels that she has made up her mind.

Conan sighed. No matter what, he would try his best to get rid of that organization as quickly as possible so that he could become Kudo Shinichi again.

"I think..." Conan was about to speak, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

He looked towards the door. Yushan Chaodeng also showed a confused expression and looked over.

Yushan Chaodeng is a lone ranger. Not many people know his address, and none of those people would come to his house for no reason, especially at eight o'clock in the morning.

He walked over with some surprise and opened the door. Standing outside the door was a young man wearing a work uniform and a hat. The gray-brown hat looked a little dull, but the blond hair under the hat was shining.

He gave Yu Shan Chao Deng a textbook-level warm smile, looking like a college graduate: "Hello, door-to-door installation. The home theater package you bought has arrived."

Yushan Chaodeng: "?"

He is not often at home and does not have time to watch movies or play games, so he would never buy such things casually.

Suddenly, Yushan Chaodeng realized something and looked at the system cat squatting next to him.

system:"……"

The system just didn't expect that he hadn't left until now, and looked aside guiltily.

Yushan Chaodeng didn't know how to tell the sunny courier in front of him that he didn't actually order any home theater, it was his cat who messed up it.

This is as outrageous as asking for a refund for underage game recharges or telling the teacher that you have finished your summer homework but forgot it at home.

He glanced at the several large boxes behind the cheerful young man. Although it was certainly possible to return them, he always felt that it would be very troublesome.

——Forget it, even though the system is useless and costs money, my life is priceless, so just consider it my retribution.

Yushan Chaodeng was silent for a moment, then made way for the handsome blond courier outside to come in.

"I'll leave it to you."

The handsome guy took out the express delivery slip and handed it to Yushan Chaodeng with both hands: "Then please stamp it here."

Miyama Chao Deng said to Conan who was stunned, "Go to the second drawer on the left under the bookcase at the door of the second to last room and get me the seal."

"Oh!" Conan responded immediately and turned around to look for it.

The courier smiled broadly at Yushan Chaodeng. His sunny and cheerful look made Yushan Chaodeng like him a little, and he nodded at him.

"Oh, right!" The courier took off his rough linen gloves, took out a business card from his left chest pocket, and handed it to Yushan Chaodeng. "This is my business card, which was printed recently! If possible, please accept it. This is the first time I hand out a business card to someone."

Yushan Chaodeng naturally would not refuse such an ordinary request. He took the business card with both hands and saw the name on it. A subtle look of doubt appeared on his usually expressionless and cold face.

Yushan Chaodeng had been a police officer for so many years that he thought he was knowledgeable, but the name of the courier in front of him, who looked like an ordinary sunny and cheerful boy, still made him feel a little outrageous.

It's even more outrageous than someone introducing themselves as Hatsune Miku.

This made Miyama Chaodeng very suspicious of the mental state of the person who registered his name.

"Long-term mission: the truth"

"Find out the courier's true identity and discover his purpose."

Yushan Chaodeng felt a little absurd.

Although the name of the courier in front of me doesn't sound like his real name, it's precisely because it's a pseudonym that it makes people want to complain even more.

But since this person can let the system issue a task specifically for him, it means that he must have other purposes, and I should be vigilant.

Miyama Asato took the business card calmly and said to the sunny and cheerful courier in front of him, "I will cherish it, Mr. Sakamoto Fudo."

The courier couldn't help laughing when he heard him calling his name seriously.

"That's really nice.":,m..,.