Chapter 139

The boss said, "This is the 'Okasan' of whiskey!"

When she woke up groggily, the pain in her body had lessened considerably, and Dongshu sipped the hot water that was brought to her lips.

"Ahem... What time is it now?" Dongshu blinked and looked at the tightly drawn curtains, which did not let in any sunlight.

"It's already 4 p.m., I'm afraid Master won't be able to sleep tonight either." Seeing that her expression was normal, Ichigo Hitofuri breathed a sigh of relief and said jokingly.

"...If I can't sleep, then I'll just stay up." Dongshu scratched his head helplessly and got out of bed.

"Where's Ran-chan? Hasn't she come back yet?" She couldn't find her, even though she had said she would be back soon that evening.

Dongshu opened his phone and, as expected, received an email.

It's just that it's not the boss's email address, but rather the email address belonging to Rob Roy's identity.

"I went out to buy things randomly," Ichigo Hitofuri explained.

"Okay." Dongshu nodded and opened her email.

The brief words immediately caught my eye.

[The three have been notified and are in place. —Gin]

The address and time were attached.

The hardworking model worker not only worked non-stop, but also took the opportunity to complete the task of transferring people over, which he had previously instructed him to do.

To his surprise, instead of the usual meeting at an abandoned warehouse or bar to settle things, they chose a restaurant with a very elegant name.

However, the place where Gin could confidently arrange for her to meet with others must surely belong to the organization's property.

Winter Tree tidies up.

Upon opening the second email, to my surprise, it was an emoticon from Top Killer.

It's very simple, but the ingratiating tone is very obvious.

Fuyuki: "?"

Was her family's hitman switched?

Gin doesn't seem like the type of person to do something like that.

However, the email source and the signature clearly identified the sender, and Dongshu instantly matched this operation with the person in question.

The pretty older sister who was catching mice with Gin one night seems to have played the role of strategist.

"Have Yagen come with me tonight." Fuyuki briefly explained the situation and decided on the person who would accompany him that night.

"yes."

The restaurant building was very elegant, and there was no strange or chaotic smell inside. The waiters' actions showed no difference from those of ordinary restaurants.

"This is it, miss, please come in."

The waiter who led the way kept his head down and did not overstep his bounds.

Fuyuki nodded, and Yagen Toushirou, who was beside him, pushed open the door to the private room.

The private room was large enough to comfortably accommodate three adult men, a little girl, and a short knife.

Fuyuki's gaze lingered on Gin and Vodka for a moment.

What are these two doing here?

As Gin's irreplaceable partner, Vodka should also be working non-stop alongside him, and hasn't stopped working yet.

interesting.

The model worker himself worked overtime, and he didn't even spare his subordinates.

He truly deserves to be called the world's most trusted workhorse and the number one loyal dog of the Black Organization.

Dongshu pretended not to see them and sat down on the sofa in the center of the private room with a stiff face.

"Speak, why did you call me here?" The girl's childish voice was out of place in this tense atmosphere.

She tried hard to control herself and not let her trembling voice betray her fear.

"Ha, just this little girl?" Bourbon was the first to mock.

At this moment, he was no longer the gentle and charming man he was in the bar; his eyes were filled with a cold expression.

"In the middle of the night, instead of doing missions, you come to a place like this to see a brat. Gin, you're just bored, don't drag me into it too."

An information broker who fears neither heaven nor earth—that's the character of Amuro Tooru as Bourbon.

"Shut up." Before Gin could even speak, Fuyuki coldly stopped him.

"If you want to die, get out of the room first."

After her trembling subsided, she stared expressionlessly at the blond man who had spoken sarcastically.

He was completely different from before.

But her trembling fingers, which couldn't be hidden by her sleeves, betrayed her true state of mind.

There was a moment of silence, as if no one expected the girl who had just looked like a victim to suddenly launch an attack.

"Oh."

Gin chuckled: "This is Rob Roy. From now on, she'll be in charge of the three of you."

Rob Roy.

She's rumored to be the most influential person within the organization; from the boss down to ordinary members, no one can say a harsh word to her.

“Yes, that’s right. From today onwards, I am the guardian of the three of you.” Fuyuki dropped a bombshell. She stared at the three people in front of her and said calmly, “According to the seniority, you should call me Okasan.”

Bourbon: "?"

Scotland:"?"

rye:"?"

What do you mean by "should we call her Okasan"? No matter what, they all look like three adults, more like guardians.

The gun's safety was released instantly, and the muzzle was pressed against Fuyuki's forehead. However, the next second, a flash of cold light appeared, and the short knife sliced ​​the muzzle cleanly off.

"Please be polite to your elders."

The boy, who had been standing quietly to the side like a statue, suddenly made his move; his movements were so fast that they were almost invisible.

Ignoring the sudden shock in the eyes of the three, Yagen Toushirou calmly retracted his physical form.

Seeing this, Gin took Vodka and left first.

Fuyuki glanced at the closed door, then his gaze fell on the still-smoking gun barrel on the ground.

"It seems like you have a lot of opinions about me, but unfortunately, it's useless to have opinions. This is an order personally given by the boss."

Should I bring them to live with me and have them act as my caregivers?

What does that mean?

Why not teach them little by little, just like we taught Gin back then?

They still look quite immature now. If it weren't for the fact that his promotion had shrouded them in too much mystery, Gin's keen observation at such close range would surely have revealed clues and aroused suspicion.

Given Top Killer's "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free" mentality, even someone suspected of being a rat would definitely be shot without mercy.

"...Why did they suddenly start fighting?" The mediator, Scotland, appeared, a practiced, gentle smile on his face, his cat-like eyes looking utterly harmless. "An adult suddenly has an extra..."

He glanced meaningfully at Fuyuki before continuing, "...A guardian is bound to be a little emotional, right?"

Please understand.

Although he lowered his stance, there was still a hint of stirring up trouble in his words.

Fuyuki pursed her lips, then took a deep breath and said with all her might, "...It seems you guys are not very good at controlling your emotions. This should be included in the course."

"Otherwise, if the child gets into trouble outside, it will be my fault as the guardian."

"Really?" Bourbon gave a forced smile. "Then what can you do?"

“Dear guardian”.

Dongshu blinked.

Is this guy's personality right?

It takes real courage to be so sarcastic and critical of your superiors.

...Oh, she's not a boss, she's just a very famous person with connections.

Suddenly transitioning from the respected and feared role of the boss to the seemingly respected but actually looked down upon role of Rob Roy, Fuyuki is still adjusting.

After all, even when he used the identity of Rob Roy, he usually only met Gin, Vermouth, and Rum, who knew his true identity.

no.

Now I'm a person with connections!

Bourbon was making threats, while Scotland was acting as a peacemaker. Were these two contemporaries meant to play the good cop and the bad cop?

When questioned, Fuyuki evasively took a sip of the tea that Yagen Toushirou handed her, and as she raised her hand, the cuff of her long sleeve fell down, revealing the edge of a bandage.

The faint white traces were quickly detected by the three bottles of whiskey.

Unaware of her own thoughts, Fuyuki was slowly contemplating the strategy devised to treat her as a real child.

If it were a child, at a time like this, they would probably already be leaning towards Scotland, this seemingly gentle fellow.

However, there are two key words related to his persona: pretense and fear.

He pretends to be cold and strong, but in reality, he is terrified of everything about this organization.

"Hmm... If I could make you work day and night to quickly improve your strength, I probably couldn't do that without taking on more missions."

Fuyuki looked at the still silent Rye, twitched the corners of his mouth, and nodded as if satisfied: "Look how obedient this child is, he doesn't interrupt the adults."

Rye Whiskey: "..."

If you remain silent, the fire will still spread to you.

Sure enough, the next moment Bourbon's provocative voice could be heard: "Wow, kid, Rye, did you hear that? You're a very obedient kid."

"……Um."

Rye and Bourbon clearly didn't get along. His wolf-like green eyes lingered on Fuyuki's calm face for a moment, but he didn't rashly refute.

Fuyuki sighed, "You two don't seem to get along very well. What will you do when you collaborate in the future?"

She spoke earnestly, looking like a mother worried about her rebellious child's future: "We must find a way to work things out. There are tasks that can never be finished, nor can they be avoided."

The team, composed of three codenamed members, will certainly not be handling trivial missions in the future.

Including myself, although she's not considered a combatant, she's still one of the four codenamed members. When submitting the final paper report, her name will have to be added to the end.

“Bourbon, you seem very capable and confident. Why don’t you be the eldest brother in our family?” Rob Roy didn’t seem to care about the earlier offense at all.

She smiled, her smile carrying a strangely warm glow.

The initial fear upon entering the house, followed by indifference, and now this compassionate feeling, is almost like a split personality.

What they saw today gave the three men something to think about.

This kid... someone who can become a codename member, even if he's a kid, is definitely not simple.

Looking at the group, Fuyuki announced, "Since no one objects, it's decided then. I hope everyone can get along well in the days to come and avoid causing any trouble."

—It would be best if trouble broke out soon!

The pleasant first meeting came to an end.

Goodbye, everyone.

Dongshu sat in the car, smiling and waving to them.

The whiskey lovers, forced to stand in a row on the street to see off their "guardian," made a farewell gesture under the threatening gaze of Yagen Toushirou.

That boy is definitely not simple.

The astute undercover agents noticed this simultaneously.

Fuyuki blinked, then leaned back in her chair, looking rather lazy.

Once the car started moving, she suddenly sat up straight, her back ramrod straight, her gaze fixed straight ahead.

She didn't want to suddenly fall headfirst to the ground again and end up with a bump on her head.

Little did they know that this sudden change in his timid and fearful demeanor would fall right into the eyes of the three undercover agents.

[Author's Note]

[Oh oh oh] Oh kasan desu...

Neither world is inescapable. [doge head with rose in hand]