Kenji Hagiwara was fully prepared.

He collected cases of famous works that became famous in the past, and consulted seniors who had experience in creating many popular light novels. Although both the cases and the seniors told him that the means of operation were secondary, and the main thing was that the work itself needed to be good...but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that those people who didn't understand their seniors couldn't understand the deep meaning of their seniors.

But it doesn't matter, with him around, the brilliance of the predecessor will surely shine through successfully and become a best-selling light novelist in Japan!

It would be unjust if the predecessors were not famous!

Morofushi Kagemitsu: ...

Do you still remember that the original purpose was just to prevent your predecessors from replacing you without a legitimate reason?

Filled with passion, Kenji Hagiwara ran wildly in a strange direction.

——Although the direction was a bit strange, it was different from his other friend, and at least it was on the right track.

It is very hard to get to know a job that you have never been involved in before, and you also have to take care of your work as a police officer on weekdays. However, Kenji Hagiwara is a very smart person, and with the support of his predecessors (actually he doesn't have that), once he gets excited, he becomes the most excited person in the magazine.

The magazine publisher's president was willing to speak well of him to Sawada Tsunayoshi because he was impressed by the young man's tenacity.

So he actually made full preparations for today.

However, when he almost bumped into his senior at the door before entering here, although he thought he was prepared, he still hid subconsciously, secretly hiding in an alley with a broken street light and secretly observing his senior.

When the brown-haired young man got out of the black Bentley, Kenji Hagiwara even thought he could hear his own breathing.

Although my heart rate hasn't accelerated, the change in my breathing rate is undeniable.

After all, he hadn't seen his senior for more than three years.

Even though he guessed where his senior went after graduation with his extraordinary wit, and asked to be his senior's contact person when the public security came to recruit him, he actually never met Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Kenji Hagihara hesitated for a long time, and hurriedly avoided the gaze of Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was looking in his direction. His friend Keimitsu Morofushi also looked at him with amusement... But he didn't care! He even felt the excitement of a fan who finally got to meet his idol.

——To be honest, this was also the basis of his elaborate plan to make his senior famous. Although he was reluctant, his senior should be admired by everyone, right? What's wrong with that?

Thanks to his excellent connections, Officer Hagiwara, who had a brief interview with the leader of the Inugane Group, the most famous underground idol group of the year, woke up in a strange place at an unknown time.

Time goes back to the present.

Hagiwara Kenji held his plan in his hand, feeling a little nervous after not having seen it for a long time.

He tugged at his collar, thinking about how he had sent harassing messages to You Xun about dyeing her hair because he was too nervous. It seemed that the other party was woken up by his message - most likely he just collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep after returning home - and the tone of his reply was very impolite, with a bit of anticipation in his irritability.

The black-haired young man replied, "That's too much, quq", and his mood miraculously calmed down.

He raised his hands and rearranged the clothes of this waiter in the family shop - he was going to disguise himself as a waiter and even made a new friend to learn the techniques, using courtesy first and then force (huh?), and when his senior had let down his guard with the help of his massage techniques that were praised by his friends, he would make the request - after confirming that his clothes were correct, he stuffed the plan into the tool cart and intended knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, I'm Matsuda, the one serving you this time...eh?"

…

What came into view was not the expected scene of only one senior.

The other person was wearing a slightly loose yukata and sitting on a soft chair, and his outline was much softer in the slightly dim light.

Compared to three years ago, his senior Sawada seemed to have not changed much, except that he seemed a little more tired than the high-spirited look he had seen back then.

Hagiwara Kenji held his breath subconsciously.

Then he discovered that there was someone beside his senior, who was supposed to be alone in the room.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly. From the doorway, he could only see that the man was probably kneeling on the ground, kneeling next to his predecessor, with his black curly head resting on his predecessor's thighs, and his hands stretched out, hugging his predecessor's waist.

It looks like a coquettish gesture.

Kenji Hagiwara was stunned for a moment.

So that's how it is, the senior has also reached this age... No, who is this guy! He didn't even have the chance to hug the senior and act coquettishly!

Woo woo, cry.

Kenji Hagiwara closed the door considerately.

Although I was a little confused inside, seeing his gentle and friendly look, I knew that the two people must know each other.

After he entered, the brown-haired young man looked up at him, then lowered his head and gently patted the black-haired young man's head.

"Okay Andrea, someone else is coming in, do you still want to act like a spoiled child?"

Hagiwara Ken paused for a moment.

He first wiped away tears in his heart because he was actually "someone else", and then he realized that the black-haired young man was none other than "Andrea".

Others may not know this, but as Sawada Tsunayoshi's contact, Hagiwara Kenji naturally knows this name.

Andrea, whose code name in the organization is Martinez, is actually an undercover agent sent into the organization by the FBI. He is also the culprit that caused him and his predecessor to lose contact again... Isn't it said that part of his ashes were mined by his predecessor and part was made into gems?

Although Hagiwara Kenji expressed doubts about the credibility of this unexpected information, now that he actually saw the other party being so intimate with his senior, Hagiwara Kenji subtly felt that it would be a good thing if this person disappeared.

Damn it! He has never even crawled on the lap of his senior!!

And isn't this Japan? Why is there the FBI?

Damn FBI, leave his predecessors...leave his Japan!

The waiter standing there caught the attention of both men.

Tsunayoshi Sawada rubbed Andrea's head soothingly, patted him and asked the young man to stand up, then he turned his gaze to the waiter who intruded.

"I'm sorry, I don't think you need any services here... I'll pay for it, you can go out and rest for a while."

This is no different from chasing away guests.

The once heroic and high-spirited Hagiwara Kenji straightened the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, lowered his eyes, and looked very pitiful.

"Really?" He sniffed, letting his sadness show on the surface, "But I specially learned massage techniques from the waiters here... Teacher Yun Que, can you give it a try?"

Although he sounded very pitiful when he said this, Kenji Hagiwara kept his head raised and looked at the brown-haired young man with burning eyes.

The purple, upturned fox eyes often bring a gentle and affectionate feeling, but when he gazed at the brown-haired young man like this, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt a little bit of a sense of being cherished.

But after a while, he realized that this was probably his editor... the contact person he had never met before.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: …

Before he could say anything, he heard something unusual happening beside him.

He subconsciously glanced at Andrea who was standing next to him. Compared to Novan, Andrea was much more well-behaved, but when he heard what the contact person said, his hair stood up a little. Under his hair that was deliberately grown long to cover his features, he had a pair of emerald green eyes staring at him, like a black cat with green eyes.

【mine.】

The green-eyed cat didn't say anything. It stretched out its claws and stared at the guy opposite it. This word was written in its beautiful eyes that seemed to be flowing with water.

Kenji Hagiwara felt that he was being targeted.

He subtly thought of Novan Dutch, whom Morobushi Kagemitsu had mentioned to him. That guy was like his predecessor's deputy in Italy, but he had an amazing possessiveness towards his predecessor and once said "The Boss is mine" during a confrontation.

Now looking at the angry cat in front of him, he felt that even though the cat didn't say anything, its fierce expression and green phosphorus-flashing eyes were saying something similar.

Looking at the expression of the guy opposite him, he frowned and glanced at his senior.

"Who are you?" The young man, who was much more mature than the young black cat, said calmly, "I haven't asked this guest yet. Oh no, you are wearing a waiter's uniform. Are you a waiter in this store? But I haven't seen you before. Do you have a work number?"

Andrea was silent for a moment and took out his work ID card.

Hagiwara Kenji: …

What a mistake. He thought that if he didn't have the other party, he wouldn't have come.

But he didn't lose the battle, and seeing the other party staring at him warily, he also stared at the other party.

Mr. Godfather touched his nose.

I don't know why, but I feel like this scene is strangely familiar... Is it an illusion? It must be an illusion.

After waiting for a while, he felt that he should stop this silent dispute, so he lowered his voice slightly and called out "Andrea".

The little black cat froze immediately.

The black-haired young man lowered his head, looking very reluctant.

He wanted to act coquettishly like before. As long as he softened his voice and begged, even if the long-haired guy opposite was a guy Boss knew, he would definitely be the more important one in Boss's eyes.

But how does it compare now with before?

If he hadn't seen Boss injured that day, he wouldn't have appeared in front of Boss in such an offensive way.

Even though he was in disguise, just like he could tell at a glance from the news reports that the injured caring citizen was the Boss, he was recognized as soon as he got a little closer to the other person.

Logically, he should have fled the moment he was recognized.

After all, he was no longer a subordinate favored by the Boss, but a traitor to the family. He was even able to escape from the clutches of the Novan family because of the Boss's tolerance... But when he heard the voice of "Andrea" after a long time, the boy even thought that as long as he heard this voice, it would be nice to die here.

So he knelt down rudely, hugged Boss capriciously as he had done so long ago, and buried his head in his arms.

Will you be pushed away?

After all, he made the choice to betray... Even the Boss would be disappointed.

Not wanting to recall the look in Boss's eyes on the day he tried to die together with Boss, Andrea thought sweetly and painfully that if he looked up and saw Boss's disgusted eyes, he might as well die.

Wouldn't it be better to die at the hands of the Boss than to live in this world hated by the Boss?

Thinking this way, he actually felt that this was indeed a good decision.

Just as his thoughts were going further and further off track, Sawada Tsuneyoshi sighed as he realized that the kid seemed to be getting stuck on something strange again.

Then, a big, gentle hand covered his head.

There was no communication, but for some reason, Andrea felt something flowing out of his eyes.

Then the guy with long hair cut off his beard.

Seeing him like this, Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed helplessly in his heart and raised his voice slightly.

"Andrea, be good."

These words seemed to have triggered some strange mechanism. The black-haired young men wearing masks suddenly froze up like a cat with its neck pinched, and rushed out of the room before anyone else in the room could react.

"Hello you?"

Hagiwara Kenji stretched out his hand to stop him, but the opponent was quite agile, and the senior didn't show any intention of stopping him, so Andrea escaped.

He moved his wrists wordlessly, turned around, and saw that his predecessor had a slightly distressed look on his face.

"Sorry, that child is a little shy."

Hagihara Kenji:…

Hagihara Kenji:?

Looking at the brown-haired young man who at least looked sincere, he was strangely silent for a moment.

"It's okay," the young man, who was always eloquent, stammered for a rare moment, "Children are all like this."

Unexpectedly, he actually took his words seriously. Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and burst out laughing.

This laughter seemed to be something that eased the atmosphere and dissolved the strange vibe.

Kenji Hagiwara also chuckled, and seeing that the room was dark, he found a switch nearby and pressed it.

A fluorescent pink Hello Kitty wearing a yellow bow was looking at them from the wall.

Sawada Tsunayoshi:......

Hagihara Kenji:…

The young man with long black hair laughed dryly twice.

"Haha, it's cute, isn't it? This is our store's mascot."

Sawada Tsunayoshi also responded dryly.

"Yes, haha, it's so cute. Your manager is really childlike, haha."

Hagiwara Kenji was silent for a moment, feeling that he could not respond to this.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, they laughed out loud.

Kenji Hagiwara felt himself gradually relaxing.

He closed the door that Andrea had opened when he rushed out, pushed the tool cart out of the door, and pushed the brown-haired young man back into the massage chair while he looked at his strange expression.

"Although I'm a temporary worker, I've also studied hard, so my skills are not worse than the guy just now."

"Huh?" Sawada Tsunayoshi was being manipulated by him without knowing why. After hearing what he said, he realized his intention and hurriedly said no.

He had also never seen an undercover agent actually give massages or do other things... Oh no, Bourbon seemed to be able to do that. He seemed to have said to Scotland that the other party would even go to work personally to collect intelligence.

Is this the self-cultivation of this generation of undercover agents? Or is this the new era of the king of rolls?

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought about it and felt that it must be the latter.

Seeing the brown-haired young man sitting down obediently, Kenji Hagiwara showed a slight smile in his eyes.

With this opportunity, he finally had the chance to get close to his senior. God knows how long Hagiwara Kenji had been waiting for this day.

This room is absolutely safe. The monitoring of the room's electronic signals has been arranged in advance. To avoid intelligence leakage, they did not arrange any monitoring or recording, but at the same time, other monitoring equipment is not allowed to operate.

In other words, even if he gets a little intimate with his senior in the room... no one will find out.

Kenji Hagiwara coughed in his heart, and when he saw his senior, who was as well-behaved and cute as a rabbit, looking at him with trust, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The next step is to explain his predecessor's plan to become famous, striving to make "Teacher Skylark" a light novel writer that everyone likes.

Sawada Tsunayoshi:......

Thank you.

And it's weird to put "Hibari teacher" and light novel writer together. It's really weird, even weirder than Rokudo Mukuro eating pineapple pizza.

But this is the name he chose himself, so Sawada Tsunayoshi could only swallow his anger and shed tears in his heart.

——Fortunately, fortunately Gongmi will definitely not know about this, huh.

After finally getting rid of the contact person and stopping him from talking endlessly about his plan to become famous by exchanging information, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought for a moment and picked out important information that was difficult to convey in the current form to communicate with the other party.

The existence of the organization has always been a cancer in the heart of the Japanese government. In fact, not only Japan, as a large transnational criminal organization, the organization's actions have attracted the attention of many countries - this is also the reason why there are so many undercover agents in the organization.

Even if such a huge creature dies, it is still a centipede, and it is still alive. It has even lost the control of a unified organization. It is difficult to predict what the various gangs recruited by the organization will do in society.

Unlike other regions, Japan is more eager to eradicate the organization - the reason is that, according to the intelligence currently held by Sawada Tsunayoshi, the organization has a complex connection with the Japanese tycoon Karasuma family.

In other words, Japan is the birthplace of the organization and the foundation of the organization.

"However," the Godfather, with his legs crossed, tilted his head, took a sip from a cocktail, and offered a suggestion, "Instead of wiping out the organization with a drastic measure, I do have another way."

Kenji Hagiwara, who was using secret codes to record important information from the other party, looked up:?

Sawada Tsunayoshi swallowed the fruity wine and thought for a moment.

"So... are you interested in having the boss of the organization become our public security assistant?"

Hagihara Kenji:? ?

Hagiwara Kenji:! !

He stood up suddenly.

"You mean! You mean..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him. Although he didn't quite understand why the other party was so excited, he thought from the look on his face that he understood what he meant, so he nodded slowly.

Kenji Hagiwara's expression changed, alternating between excitement and uneasiness, and finally turned into hesitation, and he asked what was on his mind.

"Senior... have you finally decided to become the boss of the organization?!"

Kick rum, punch gin, go undercover in the enemy organization and become the boss, he is indeed a senior! He is the author of "This Thing" is a documentary literature!

…

…

Boss sneezed.

He was having a video conference with his right-hand men. The organization's black technology could holographically project everyone's figure, so Rum, Gin, Belmode and others from different regions gathered together. He himself only showed the part below his neck, with a black crow head sitting at the top.

According to the organization's official ranking, Johnny should also be included in this meeting.

However, although Johnny, who had only joined the organization for three years, had gradually been exposed to the core business of the organization, he still did not gain full trust and was excluded from the core circle.

This is also the reason why Rum has not jumped up and down until now.

But not far away.

Shirley, the most promising researcher in the drug production team, has a deep friendship with Johnny Winger. The Fire of Life Project also has the shadow of Johnny Winger. There is also an electronic project. If nothing unexpected happens, Johnny Winger will also be involved in the near future.

By then, Johnny will know about several of the organization's most important projects, and that will be when he truly becomes a senior figure in the organization capable of competing with Rum.

Boss called a few people together for a routine meeting, also with the intention of seeing if Johnny would get involved.

"Tongshan told me a few days ago that he recommended Johnny to join the Fire of Life Project as a core member." He said, "Tongshan's position in the Fire of Life Project is at the core, and his proposal is crucial, so I want to hear your opinions."

After all, although Tongshan has a unique position in the organization because of the stone tablet, he is not one of the most important code members of the organization.

After saying this, Bermode raised his eyebrows.

The blonde woman thought of the young man who followed Gin. He was a rare good-tempered man in the organization, and she owed him a favor for the Fire of Life... If she had close contacts with Gin's family, it at least proved that he was not a cop and her safety was quite high.

"I have no objection," she said, twisting her blond hair and looking at Rum, as if she was looking forward to the show.

In fact, it wasn't just her. Several people present looked at Rum to some extent - including the Boss.

After all, everyone knows about the open and secret struggles between Rum and Johnny, and now that Boss has brought this matter out into the open, it seems like a slap in the face of Rum.

Of course, in addition to rum, there is another person who is also the focus of everyone's attention.

That is gin sitting opposite rum.

Johnny English was brought into the organization by Gin, and it is closely related to his interests. Once Johnny English enters the core circle of the organization, the power of the Gin faction will certainly increase greatly, even surpassing rum.

As everyone was thinking about their own things, Gin remained calm and composed.

However, the boss was not willing to let him maintain such a cold attitude. After staring at Rum and getting his response, the boss set his sights on Gin.

"What do you think, my Gin?"

Boss asked.

He usually addresses his close subordinates in this way. He says it's affectionate, but if you taste it carefully, it really has a kind of cold implication that he treats these wines as items in his own wine cellar.

Gin was silent for a moment.

"As you wish." He lowered his head slightly, and a figure with short brown hair appeared in front of him.

The crow's head was staring at him, making Gin subconsciously alert. He only relaxed a little when the other party looked away.

But it is not enough.

Gin thought, and couldn't help but think of a certain guy who was the theme of the meeting.

The guy wandered around and handed the difficult tasks to him. The guy knew that the boss wanted to use him, but he was suspicious of him - just like he suspected Gin at the beginning - so he withdrew and handed over the next tasks to him.

Does that guy still remember what he said at that time?

The silver-haired young man lowered his eyes, unable to help but feel a little suspicious. The sound beside his ear faded away temporarily, and before his eyes appeared a scene of him and the other party both waking up in the hospital bed after a certain explosion, and the brown-haired young man was dangling his leg in a dangle with boredom.

[“I hate the current boss, Gin.” said the brown-haired young man, and the shaking of his legs made his movements look a bit childish.

But such a childish guy spoke extremely coldly, just like the other party when he found out that being brought into the organization by him was just a trap, and still rushed into the building that was about to explode with a cold face to save him.

Johnny turned sideways, resting his head on one hand, and looked at him innocently.

Although he looked no different from a few months ago, he had become naive yet cruel——he had become the dark person that Gin had expected.

"Do you want to try being the boss?" He said something that was completely inconsistent with his innocent and pure appearance, with a hint of temptation, "If it were you, I might be able to tolerate it... In this case, we would be accomplices."