"You've figured out a new use for undercover."

Vermouth's eyes inevitably showed a bit of interest, but Gin obviously didn't think it was funny. In response to the two of them not taking the undercover agent seriously, he first glanced at Vermouth coldly, and then warned Hoshino Aoi on the other side of the phone:

"This kind of thing is not your business. The gentleman has made his own decision, and you just need to execute it."

Hoshino Aoi didn't take it seriously either. She just shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"I know, I know. Gin, you already told me this once last time. I've already remembered it. There's no need to warn me a second time, right?"

Having said that, Hoshino Aoi pretended to be casual and casually told about the time when she was taught by "Gin" in the study space.

"Don't think that just because you taught me Japanese and shooting, you are my teacher and can tell me what to do as you please."

Although Hoshino Aoi spoke casually, her eyes were slightly narrowed. If you looked closely, you could see seriousness in her eyes.

Obviously, she was testing him on purpose.

And the result was as she expected—

Gin on the other side paused for a moment, then naturally continued:

"Haha, haven't you heard of the old Chinese proverb? Once a teacher, always a father."

So of course he has the right to control her.

"whispering sound……"

Hoshino Aoi's eyes flashed, knowing that the content she learned from 'him' in the learning space should have been implanted into the real Gin's mind by the system.

In that case...

She snorted coldly, looking like a rebellious child who refused to obey discipline.

"If that's what you said, then wouldn't Vermouth be my mother? So when are you two planning to get married? You know, whether it's the lack of fatherly love or motherly love, it will have a huge impact on children."

"...If you're bored, why not take a stroll around Shirley's lab? Or do you want me to use my Beretta to help you fulfill your wish of visiting the hospital for a few days?"

Gin's voice was full of threats, but even so, Hoshino Aoi could hear Vermouth's laughter through the microphone.

She didn't mind at all that Hoshino Aoi had elevated her generational status, but...

Thinking back to when he had taught her how to read and write, and later on, he had even taught her his own art of disguise...

Although she didn't know where she got the patience from, but thinking that she was like a blank sheet of paper after being brainwashed, and everything she knew was taught to her by her, Vermouth subconsciously relaxed a little towards her.

Too……

No matter what, Middles was the child she "raised" after all, and she was a completely different person from before she was brainwashed.

She actually doubted her loyalty to the organization before...

For a moment, Vermouth even wondered if she had done too many tasks recently, which was why she was suspicious of someone who had been brainwashed into a blank slate, and even spoke the way she had taught him...

And this change in her attitude was immediately noticed by Hoshino Aoi.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

very good……

Another planned thing was completed.

Hoshino Aoi had already secretly arranged this when the system told her that she could only choose members of the Black Organization in the learning space, and that the system had no way to completely erase their memories, so everything they did in the learning space would remain in their subconscious.

Whether it was the subjects she was studying, the teachers who taught her, or even the timing, they were all the result of countless times of pondering in her mind.

And the ending was naturally within her expectations.

Hoshino Aoi pursed her lips, pretending to be really threatened by Gin, curled her lips, and made a dissatisfied "tsk" sound.

"I know—"

She drew out her words, and it sounded as if she was finally going to obey. However, just as Gin was about to hang up the phone, he heard her slightly provocative voice coming from the receiver, but she hung up the phone right after she finished speaking, without giving him any chance to scold her.

"So I said, Gin, you're really boring. How on earth can Vermouth stand you? Why don't you come and play with me? Anyway, boyfriend and girlfriend are just a feeling. If it's Vermouth, I don't mind being her girlfriend or boyfriend at all."

"Pah—"

'Beep-beep-beep-'

In the dim car, the only sound was the beeping sound of the phone after it was hung up.

Gin silently glanced at the phone in his hand that was hung up by the other party, and listened to the voice of the woman sitting in the back seat of the car. She didn't react at first, but when she reacted, she started laughing. He fell into a rare state of speechlessness.

"Come to think of it, if Middles came to me with a picture of her braiding your hair and asked me to go out with her, I might actually agree."

Vermouth's eyes were almost curved with laughter.

Before Middles was brainwashed, she hadn't interacted with her much. Even when they chatted, it was only to achieve her own goals. So she never knew that Middles was actually such a lovely child...

Girlfriend or 'boyfriend' or something...

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the interest in her eyes was so strong that it almost overflowed.

The things I had originally wanted to tell Rum gradually faded in this atmosphere.

Forget it, just like she said, if the undercover agent is used properly, it might even have unexpected effects.

And now we really don't know who the real undercover is. Although the organization is indeed not as decent as the official ones, we can't let people talk nonsense when it comes to evidence.

So since she wants to play, let's leave Scotland to her. As for what to investigate...

At worst, I won’t tell him the deeper things.

As for 'rye' and 'bourbon'...

"I think Bourbon should be fine."

Vermouth looked at Gin who was sitting in front of her and said slowly:

"After all, if you follow the logic that someone who is too proactive in their mission might be an undercover agent, then you are the most suspicious person."

When she said this, even Vermouth couldn't help laughing:

"But we all know that you are the least likely person to be an undercover agent."

After eliminating this point, 'Bourbon' naturally becomes less suspicious.

"As for rye..."