Sawada Tsunayoshi's brain was in a state of panic for a moment.

It wasn’t because the old crow had exposed his identity—the vest thing was originally Schrödinger’s, but because he actually exposed it in front of Gin…

Even with the blessing of the flame of death, Sawada Tsunayoshi was still panicked for a moment.

He turned his head hastily, and the black muzzle of the gun had suddenly turned around. The Beretta that he had taken care of with his mutterings was now facing him. It was a new and strange experience that he had not experienced in a long time.

And there is also the matter of Andrea... Although he was puzzled at first as to why the FBI would send a child of this age as an undercover agent, and whether other official organizations besides the Mafia were also using child laborers, he only found out about the FBI's past and stopped there. He did not expect that little Andrea's identity would change like an onion with one layer falling off and another layer remaining.

Now that I think about it, it was the other party who also did the finishing touches on the fake identity. No wonder it was so flawless... It turned out that he was just filling in his own family tree and added him in logically.

The myriad of things made his mind spin, and once he started thinking, the fire in his body began to boil as if it was unwilling to be ignored.

Tsunayoshi Sawada had a headache, physical pain.

But let's put Andrea's matter aside for now, the first thing we need to deal with is Gin.

...How can we solve this problem? Is it a physical solution?

Beneath the Godfather's calm exterior, there lurks an inexplicable confusion and panic.

Too bad, the current situation.

But Tsunayoshi Sawada always feels that today's situation will continue to get worse.

Perhaps because the crow saw through the panic beneath his cold and strong exterior, it started to laugh.

His laughter is very strange, a "ho-ho" sound, like the kind of sound that only an older guy can make, but it also has a somewhat mechanical quality... Is it a voice changer?

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned.

"Why aren't you talking?" Crow said with a smile, as if he was not the one standing within Sawada Tsunayoshi's attack range and facing life-threatening danger at all times.

He is very happy to see the current situation. Compared to everyone sitting together in harmony chatting and playing cards (?), Crow is more happy to see the current situation of snipe and clam fighting each other.

He raised his hand and nodded his gin from a distance.

"Azhen looks like he wants to say something," he said. "Aren't you guys playing the good friend game? Don't you want to listen to what he has to say?"

——What did he say?

Sawada Tsunayoshi muttered in his heart with an expressionless face. Did he hear him say that he was going to kill him soon?

But even though he thought so in his heart, he still raised his head and looked directly at the other person with his eyes that were exceptionally calm despite his deathly state and seemed to contain fire.

What kind of look is that?

Tsunayoshi Sawada knows that Gin is an out-and-out villain and the top killer of the organization. Even within this evil organization, he is a fierce and untouchable existence.

At the beginning of his undercover work, when he followed Gin everywhere, watched him threaten and bomb a dragon, and stared at the target of the mission with a cruel and cold gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi had imagined that one day his identity would be exposed and he would be treated with the same gaze.

But when the time came, he still felt uneasy.

"Feel sorry."

He finally said this, like a scumbag who was caught cheating and had no room for excuse.

Such a reply naturally confirmed Gin's guess that had popped out from between his teeth.

The expression of the silver-haired young man suddenly darkened, and his dark green eyes stared at Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had a cold expression and seemed to not care at all, like a beast that was about to tear the prey in front of it into its stomach.

"Very good," Gin laughed angrily, "Very good, Johnny is in prison, Jigokudera Hayato... No, this name is probably fake, too. You are really good."

The black cloak was tightened imperceptibly, and a part of the dark pattern that reflected the faint light wrinkled because of this action, indicating that the owner was not in a peaceful state of mind.

But what can Sawada Tsunayoshi say?

It was indeed him who made up the lie, and it was also him who deceived Gin. Logically speaking, he should not have felt so guilty about Gin, a villain who would be sentenced to death no matter which country's laws were followed.

However, facing the other person's green eyes that seemed to be emotionless and covered with deep ice, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Feel sorry."

He spoke again softly and sincerely.

Gin was really pissed off by this guy and laughed.

He was the undercover agent, he was the one who half-held the gentleman, and he was even the one who tried to trick him into rebelling against the gentleman.

As a result, he said sorry with a cold face and looked aggrieved.

He didn't know how many times he had been fooled by this guy's expression.

Mistaking the lion for a rabbit and the hunter for prey, Gin almost laughed out loud at his own stupidity when thinking about the flawed acting of this guy whom he had denounced countless times.

He even thought of letting this man take the position of Mister. He would become the sharpest blade of the organization and personally put the crown of power stained with darkness and blood on his accomplices.

Accomplice, huh, accomplice?

What a funny word.

…

[“Eh? You don’t like this word?” After being rejected for the first time when he proposed to become an “accomplice”, the brown-haired young man lay on the hospital bed with his injured leg still raised high. But he was still tired of lying there, so he relied on his face and the coquettish skills he practiced in front of his mother to ask the nurse to turn him over.

The young man lay on the pillow and cried out that he was finally alive. He turned his head and saw that the silver-haired young man, who could now be temporarily called his "partner", seemed to be reading a book.

Looks like a very learned person.

Tsunayoshi Sawada tried to raise his head and look for a long time, but he couldn't see what the other person was holding in his hand. He could only retract his head dejectedly, but after a while he started to stagger around like a child with ADHD.

Gin actually didn't really want to care about him. This guy was like this sometimes, stupid, which made him occasionally doubt whether it would be useful for him to kidnap him back.

When I was thinking this, the other party's noisy voice rang in my ears again.

"Gin——" The brown-haired young man held his face and called his name like a primary school student, "Gin——Are you home? Gin——"

Is this person really three years old?

Gin had no idea what to do with the noisy guy, so he turned his head and stared at him silently.

But there is only one "partner" that I use well. Although vodka is also quite good, it is in a different field from this guy.

In order to feel comfortable while performing his mission, Gin doesn't mind tolerating some of the other party's minor problems.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi got a signal of agreement from his eyes.

The brown-haired young man uttered a sigh.

"So it's not possible?" He sowed discord openly, using the wild method he learned from Reborn, "It is said that a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Don't you want to be a boss?"

This statement was so blatant that after Gin thought for a second whether this guy was sent by some organization to create discord, he decisively chose the negative option.

——What a joke! If those institutions that can send undercover agents to the organization carefully train their undercover agents in this way, the organization would have dominated the world long ago.

But it is undeniable that Sawada Tsunayoshi's words did stir up some ripples in his heart.

Gin sneered, watching the soft brown thing tuck itself into the quilt.

"What a terrible man."

Still mumbling unpleasant words.

Gin raised his eyebrows and looked over, and the guy raised his hands in surrender very quickly.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, and recovery always takes a long time.

During this time, Vodka took care of most of the chores, so Gin and Sawada Tsunayoshi had nothing to do and spent a long time in their VIP box (not really).

Therefore, when he was almost recovered and the two had to part in a hurry, Gin rarely felt a little strange and uncomfortable.

But Sawada Tsunayoshi naturally had no idea what Gin, who had a sullen face, was thinking.

He leaned against the door frame, staring at the silver-haired young man with burning eyes.

"It's really scary." He complained, "We are about to say goodbye, can't you just smile at me?"

Vodka, who was packing up things in the ward, raised his ears and looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Maybe it was because he was about to get rid of this guy who was too noisy in the ward. Apart from that strange feeling, Gin was in a very good mood. Even satisfying this guy's small request would not be a problem.

So he pulled the corner of his mouth.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: …

So scary!!!

The corners of Gin's mouth were smoothed out again.

Carefully looking at the other person's expression, Sawada Tsunayoshi laughed.

"After all, Gin is just that kind of person." The brown-haired young man said this, and he seemed a little listless for some reason, which made Gin feel a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, he sighed a few times, and then continued with a depressed look, "Everyone is saying that if you work under Gin, you might die if you make even the slightest mistake."

The brown chubby face shook its head, and the pretended depression disappeared as he spoke, making Gin feel subtly more comfortable.

He sat lazily on the chair and leisurely lit a seven-star incense stick.

Noticing Sawada Tsunayoshi's gaze, the curve of his mouth smoothed out a little, but it was still hard to tell the depth of his expression. However, Sawada Tsunayoshi, with his super intuition, could feel that this person was probably happy.

It's really hard to please.

Sometimes Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but complain about him, but Gin was really nice to his own people, so after a brief complaint, he would secretly erase the complaint from his own complaint notebook.

While thinking this, Gin had already lit a cigarette. After taking a puff, he saw that he was still there. After thinking for a moment, he waved.

Tsunayoshi Sawada always complained that his movements were like summoning some soft herbivorous animals, and Gin always smiled and said nothing about it, but whenever he wanted Tsunayoshi Sawada to come over, he would still wave like this.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi muttered, but still went over.

Gin likes to be obeyed, not to mention that this brown-haired guy has been by his side for several months and they have almost gone through life and death together, so he felt better and waved his hand, asking the other party to squat down.

The posture of standing in front of the seated Gin was indeed a little uncomfortable, but if he asked him to squat, Sawada Tsunayoshi would feel weird, so he shook his head and slightly bent his knees as if he was talking to a child.

"Do you have any other instructions?" he muttered. "This position is very tiring."

Gin sneered and rubbed his messy hair.

"You won't die." He said, looking at the brown-haired guy with wide eyes.

So Mr. Top Killer of the organization subtly became comfortable again, his tone was still cold and hard, but with a kind of inexplicable indulgence in it - making Vodka wonder if his eldest brother had been possessed by someone's soul.

He held the Seven Stars with one hand and took another sip. His slightly open finger joints covered most of his face, hiding the man's true expression.

Gin looked at the young man with a look of surprise and confusion, recalled the not-so-broad back that carried him out of the explosion scene, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"I won't let you die." He said calmly. Even Sawada Tsunayoshi was slow to realize that the other party was responding to what he had just said about the organization members' comments about Gin.

——If I work under Gin, if I make even the slightest mistake, I might die.

And now Gin tells him that he will not let you die.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned.

By the time he reacted, Gin had already pulled away.

His expression was so stunned that Gin sneered briefly, then took off his hat, put it on the brown-haired young man's head, and added something with a rare hint of mischief.

"Or, a bullet."

——For a guy of Gin's level, killing someone is just a matter of a bullet, right?】

…

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly recalled this past event.

It was from then on that the relationship between him and Gin became more harmonious and they began to reveal some of their inner thoughts to each other.

The title of "accomplice" was established invisibly. The situation in Italy was extremely chaotic. He ignored the time difference and complained to Gin in the middle of the night. Sometimes, after drinking, he would hold the phone and cry about how much he had paid for His Majesty's ascension to the throne (not true).

Gin, on the other hand, was more cautious and introverted. Whenever he came to Italy and was injured, he would knock on Sawada Tsunayoshi's window, climb in through the window, enter the room openly, and kick the original owner of the room onto the sofa.

Gin thought, if he had known this earlier, he would have kicked this guy to death.

But he couldn't help but feel some strange emotions. This kind of emotion had almost never appeared in the life of Gin and Kurosawa Jin. When the seed was about to sprout, it was crushed by the guy who planted the seed with his own hands.

Too lewd.

He thought of the rat he had tracked down a few days ago, and now he thought that maybe it wasn't the whiskey that Johnny had added to his men, but the guy himself.

Gin closed his eyes and suppressed the unknown emotions that were surging in his mind.

The crow had finally had enough of the show.

He laughed and even clapped his hands.

"You are truly worthy of being the elite of Japan's public security." He tilted his head, and this cute action turned out to be a horror story.

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, but ignored him and stared at Gin.

"I'm sorry," he said, "but it's true that I hope you can replace him."

——The only thing I hope to be your “accomplice” is not a lie.

Gin remained silent, the muzzle of the gun in his hand still pointed at the brown-haired young man. His gloomy green eyes made people feel terrified and no one knew what he was thinking about.

“It’s really a skill of words.”

The crow spoke again. He really was like a crow. When he found the right opportunity, he started to make noises in an unsettling hoarse voice. "But what are you going to do instead of letting Ah Zhen become the boss of the organization? Sending the boss you created yourself to jail?"

His words still emphasized the natural contradiction between Tsunayoshi Sawada and the organization, which made Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but frown.

He wanted to continue speaking, but Sawada Tsukikichi, whose brain was already swollen from a headache and fever, no longer wanted to listen to this shrinking guy continue.

He had a cold face and released flames from his hands.

A silent explosion — a sound rang out, and the crow's mouth was still open, but the whole person seemed to be instantly engulfed in flames and burned.

The next moment it turned into ashes.

Rum, who stood by and watched, had his pupils tremble: "Boss!!"

He turned over and tried to escape from Gin, aiming his pistol at Sawada Tsunayoshi, but the bullet was destroyed in the heat of the flames before it even touched the brown-haired young man.

This is the difference in combat power brought about by the Flame of Death.

It's like using tanks in an era when people and cavalry were still used. The former had almost no ability to fight back.

Rum turned away angrily.

"You still want to stand on his side?" He said viciously, "Without the Boss, you Kurosawa Jin wouldn't even know where you are. Do you want to betray the Boss?!!"

Gin didn't answer yet, silently resisting Rum's attack.

Although he is also a guy who has been training for many years, Rum is no match for the top of the action team. After a few moves, he is at a disadvantage. His cold eyes swept across the room and aimed at Master Tongshan who was silent on the side.

"If you come over again, I'll kill this bald donkey first," he said grimly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head.

Michizen is neither Sawada Tsunayoshi nor Gin. He was able to enter here only because he could resonate with the stone slabs. As for himself, although he has daily training in the temple, he is powerless compared to the professional rum.

Rum's head was covered with sweat.

Even he had never imagined that he would end up in the current situation. The leader he followed was reduced to ashes in a flash, leaving not even ashes.

And he couldn't even see what was happening.

Fear, fear, shock, all kinds of complex emotions quickly enveloped Rum. The last string in his mind was jumping, and he was thinking about how to survive in the current situation.

How to maximize benefits.

Yes, as Sawada Tsunayoshi once said, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. Rum, who worked hard in the organization and finally became the second-in-command of the organization, certainly has a heart to control this large multinational organization.

Not only the organization, others may not know, but Rum certainly knows the deep connection between Karasuma and the Karasuma family, the largest chaebol in Japan, which has a high status in politics and economics. Once Karasuma dies, these things will naturally be his.

Yes, unlike Karasuma Renya, who has enjoyed wealth and power for most of his life and is therefore obsessed with immortality, Rum is still a mortal.

Eternal life is an illusion and we don’t know whether we can achieve it, but worldly power is within our reach.

So his only remaining eye moved around randomly, and finally locked on Gin.

"Are you going to stand on his side?" he said, "He's a cop... You, Gin, have a lot more blood debt than I do. If you compromise, you know what will happen."

Under these conditions, death is even the best outcome.

Rum looked at the silent Gin, his arms still feeling the aftershocks and pain from the fight just now, which made him even more determined to get Gin to stand on his side.

It's not just because of the other side's force.

Gin, who was in the middle of the game, might not have realized that Johnny had no intention of killing him. In other words, with Gin, and relying on Johnny's ridiculous weakness or something, he could greatly increase his chances of winning.

So he frowned and said, "Standing on my side is different, Gin. Stand on my side. After this incident is over, you can still be the boss of the organization, the unique leader."

Of course, whether or not one can survive is another question.

But Rum persuasive, trying to capture the organization's top killer with wealth and power.

——Since Johnny tried to seduce Gin with the same conditions, he would surely succeed.

The room was silent.

The silver-haired wolf turned his head, and his dark green eyes fell on the brown-haired young man who was in an unknown mood.

"What else do you want to say?"

he asked.

Rum frowned and shouted urgently: "Gin!!"

But Sawada Tsunayoshi remained silent.

When he looked up again, the pair of eyes that contained flames looked at Gin kindly, gently, and even helplessly. The golden-red light was dazzling and bright.

"It's up to you to choose him or me," he said softly. "You are free, Gin."

Then the next moment, a bullet grazed his face and passed by.

Rum was delighted.

Sawada Tsunayoshi remained motionless.

The flame from the rum didn't even get close to him, but the one from Gin just brushed past his cheek.

The hot magma flowed down his cheeks. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that the fire in his body had already spread to the outside world along with this flame.

He won't be burned into a fool.

Tsunayoshi Sawada even took some time to think about this issue.

Then he shook his head like a lion shaking his hair.

Rum happily promised Gin countless benefits - as long as he could kill the traitor Tsunayoshi Sawada. In the middle of the conversation, the two brothers had already divided Crow's legacy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but sigh.

"Look, this is your confidant," he said.

Rum, who was talking nonstop, suddenly got stuck.

A secret door opened behind him.

A Crow Mask man operating a wheelchair passed by the guy holding Tongshan and said "idiot" indifferently.

Rum fell down, and in that instant, Crow walked behind Gin.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you."

He said so.

There is no voice changer this time.

Tsunayoshi Sawada closed his eyes slightly and observed this real "crow" in the light of the lamp.

Crow was wearing a black dress and looked energetic, but his old age could not be concealed.

Unlike the exaggerated hood-like crow mask, this time the crow wore a black mask that covered most of the cheeks, revealing the old lower half of the face.

The hands controlling the electric wheelchair were also exposed, just like any other old man passing by on the street, like dry bark.

This is the true face of "crow".

When he got close, Tsunayoshi Sawada realized something was wrong. The "crow" standing in front of him was definitely not a human.

After ruling out strange options like aliens popping up for no apparent reason, Sawada Tsunayoshi locked on the remaining answer, and while he was still dizzy wondering whether he should give it a try, he acted decisively.

"My name is Karasuma Renya." Crow said, bending slightly like a gentleman.

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned.

However, the other party hid behind Gin. Rum could see that the bond between Sawada Tsunayoshi and Gin made it difficult for the former to attack the latter. The same was true for Crow, his superior who was more capable of playing tricks on people. Therefore, this was probably the most "safe" place in the whole room.

He looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi and smiled.

"Since I am unable to move, please let me talk to you here."

——Even though he said this, there was no apology in his words.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him, wondering if Karasuma Renya had anything else to communicate to him.

Karasuma Renya looked at him with her hands folded in front of her. Although she had aged, her posture was still upright, and one could vaguely glimpse the grace of her youth.

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned: "What do you want to tell me?"

he asked bluntly.

Karasuma Renya just laughed.

"I thought you'd like to talk to me," he said. "About the fire you use. Wouldn't you like to know where it comes from?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi: “?”

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Karasuma Renya smiled indifferently and continued speaking.

"If my research results are correct, it comes from the stone slab behind you - I am used to calling it the [Original Slab]."

Hearing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had originally wanted to roast the crow again because of Karasuma Renya's flowery words, frowned and looked at the stone slab.

Unlike the distant glimpse outside the glass house, this time he could observe the stone slab from a closer distance.

Suppressing the resonance in his body, Tsunayoshi Sawada saw the shape of a pacifier formed into a circle on the stone slab.

Is it... Son of the Rainbow?

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand.

The fire in the body grew stronger and stronger, as if it was about to burst out.

Seeing his fascinated expression, Karasuma Renya couldn't help but widen her eyes and curl the corners of her lips.

Come on, go a little further.

Karasuma Renya's heart urged silently.

Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, but it was as if the attraction coming from the depths of his soul left him no room to hide. He stretched out his hand and touched the stone slab that exuded a magical charm. A golden-red light flickered slightly in his eyes, and flames flowed out from his fingers almost uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha, hahahahahahaha, what's wrong? Why did the flame you are so proud of suddenly appear?"

Karasuma Renya couldn't help laughing out loud when she saw this scene.

He turned his wheelchair and moved a little away from Gin's side - yes, even at this time, he did not forget to hide himself in a safe place.

Sawada Tsunayoshi tried hard to control the flames. The flames that were usually as docile as sheep now ran around like a mad black goat and poured into the stone slabs.

"You did...what."

he asked with difficulty.

Karasuma Renya said, "What did I do? I didn't do anything."

Karasuma Renya smiled maliciously as he watched the brown-haired young man being dragged down by the flames he was so proud of, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Perhaps, I just slightly increased the resonance between you and the [Original Plate]."

He said this, with a hint of obsession in his eyes.

Resonance.

Resonating with the "Fire of Life" has always been an important topic of research for the organization. When he said this term, Tsunayoshi Sawada realized where he had lost control.

He gripped the slate with both hands and could feel the strength draining from his body.

The pain of the body that was suppressed in the state of death gradually surfaced. Not only did he feel dizzy, but his limbs also felt unprecedentedly weak, just like the time when he was dragged to Siberia by Reborn to fight a bear. He was shot by the impatient tutor and conquered the wild bear in the university with his whole body naked.

Then I caught a bad cold.

The feeling now is very similar to that time, even more painful.

The biggest difference is that there is neither a malicious tutor nor a trustworthy companion around.

This made the hardworking and strong Godfather feel wronged for a rare time.

And Karasuma Renya was laughing wildly.

He saw the powerful godfather bending down like a wild beast forced to break its waist, and the sadistic desire in his heart and the ecstasy of his ambition being fulfilled swept over his whole body, making him almost uneasy, as if he could stand up directly from the wheelchair at the next moment and perform a medical miracle.

“Is it painful?” He chuckled, his voice sounding like a broken bellows. “Of course it’s painful. It’s painful to have your life energy drained away.”

"But it doesn't matter. The pain will soon be over." He leaned down slightly, with a smile on his face, "Because you are about to die."

"Of course it doesn't matter - even if you die, you will still be alive." He pressed a button, and the wall he had just walked out of opened completely, revealing a giant device with data recording something unknown. On the top of the device was a huge glass jar-like thing, in the center of which was a stone slab exactly the same as the one in Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand, suspended in the air, as if one could see the flame belonging to Sawada Tsunayoshi surrounding it.

At the bottom of this device is a chair. Karasuma Renya patted Gin's hand and called him "Ajin" affectionately.

"Push me over, Gin," he said. "Johnny's addition is no longer a big deal."

Gin was silent.

He put away the gun, like a tamed beast, and grasped the handles of the battery-powered wheelchair with both hands.

"He's going to die," he said, not as a question but with certainty.

Karasuma Renya smiled with a subtle expression.

"Yes, he's dying, as happens to anyone who has his life force drained out of him," he said. "You know, I've been looking for someone like him for a long time."

He looked up at the huge device.

"I've been working on this thing since I got the stone slab. It took me three years to finally make something that works," said Karasuma Renya. "It can inject the life energy absorbed from Johnny Lejia into my body. With the new energy, my dead cells will be renewed, allowing my body's functions to return to what they were before."

"However, my body's ability to absorb this kind of energy is not very high. I can only retain one out of ten. The best carrier is still someone who can see the flames - for example, Johnny Lingjia, his body is an excellent carrier."

Having said this, he looked back with regret.

"So this is just a stopgap measure, do you know what the best course of action is, Array?" he asked.

Gin remained silent, but Karasuma Renya didn't need his feedback.

He said: "After I regain my vitality, if Johnny's body is not dead, we will freeze him and create a software, or a chip, whatever, to inject my spirit and memory into his brain - in this way, that powerful body will be mine."

Gin finally spoke: "If that's the case, then you can gain eternal life?"

he asked.

Karasuma Renya laughed as if she heard a child asking a question.

He stopped explaining and said perfunctorily, "Yes, as long as it can be like this, and then get Johnny's body, and live forever with that strong, young body, it would be the best."

It was already a bit irrelevant, Karasuma Renya had already fallen into her own delusion.

After hearing all this, Tsunayoshi Sawada stood up shakily.

He was already feeling dizzy, and the loss of a large amount of fire made him even weaker.

In a trance, a voice pierced the darkness and reached his ears.

"Hey, do you hear that?" the man said.

Tsunayoshi Sawada stood up shakily.

He closed his eyes, and the plush gloves on his hands changed into a fighting form. He opened his eyes again, and all the discomfort was forcefully suppressed.

He exhaled and began to release the heat in his hands tentatively.

Karasuma Renya is still in fantasy. He has seen his healthy and strong future, but he finds that his progress is getting slower and slower.

"Hey, Zhen, hurry up." He said badly, and reacted half a beat late, "No, who were you talking to just now?"

He turned around and saw the silver-haired young man's slightly raised chin and Beleta carelessly resting his head on his temple.

He didn't even know when he took out the Seven Stars, shook out a cigarette with one hand, and his eyes passed by the shocked Karasuma Renya and fell on the front, even curling the corners of his lips as if he had anticipated what was about to happen.

Behind them, a huge flame burst out, brushing past the two people's heads, like a huge meteor crashing into the giant device in front of them.

In the surging firelight, the young man wielding flames in his hands flew into the air, his black cloak fluttering, leaving a dazzling arc in the air, and snatched the fallen stone slab.

Karasuma Renya glared at Gin angrily.

"you!!"

The silver-haired young man looked at the figure in the flames and sneered.

[“I won’t let you die.” In the memory they shared, he said, “Or, a bullet.”

——As long as you accept this bullet, all previous conflicts, whether it was betrayal or lies, will be written off. 】

This was the worst deal Gin had ever made.

He watched the brown-haired young man walk out from the flames, lowered his head, put a cigarette in his mouth, and threw away the empty cigarette box.

When the other person came over, he waved as he did before, clasped his hands around the other person's blank gaze, and said goodbye.

"fire."