Chapter 59 059 (Additional update 15)

Vodka finally crawled out of the room without even taking the things he brought with him.

Given his personality, it was hard to tell whether he stayed on purpose. Gin snorted, sat back on the sofa and crossed one leg.

He picked up his Beretta and wiped it carefully with a flannel. His gun had been used for many years, but because of its owner's love, it did not show many signs of aging.

Gin put the gun back into the gun belt hanging inside his clothes and saw his phone light up. He knew who it was without even looking. He glanced at it and saw that the kid's choice of words and sentences was still very personal, sweet but not clingy. Was this how he usually asked others to do things for him?

Gin didn't reply to the message and lit a cigarette.

The pile of colorful cards and badges left by Vodka were still on the table, and inevitably rushed into his field of vision under the backdrop of thin white smoke.

Gin looked down at the pile of exquisite peripherals, almost all of which were smiling, and sneered.

He picked up one of the photos with his two fingertips and placed it in his palm.

His medium-length black hair was draped over his shoulders, and a thin braid hung down beside his ears. The golden sunlight fell on the ends of his hair, dyeing it into a dreamy color. His young face was covered with a gentle and approachable smile, just like the feeling he gave people.

It can be seen that the painter put a lot of effort into depicting his eyes. His blue eyes sparkle like a lake in the forest. They are very attractive, as if they are looking into his eyes.

However, it is still not as good as the eyes of a real person.

Even Gin had to admit that Yashiro's eyes were really beautiful. When he coaxed him into joining the organization, he could have had a better excuse, but when he was stared at by those eyes, he subconsciously used a more gentle statement.

Gin put out his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, then stood up and prepared to leave to do his mission. As the head of the organization in Japan, he couldn't be lazy like someone else, and he had a lot of things to do every day.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets, and whether it was accidental or not, the photo card he had just picked up was also taken in with him.

Gin walked to the door and Vodka was waiting for him in the car. Gin got in the back seat and told Vodka to leave: "Go to the place we agreed on before."

——

After deducing the reason why Yayoi drifted into the organization, a nameless anger emerged in his heart. This anger was not directed at anyone, neither at his

Hagiwara Kenji - of course I can't blame him. If Yayoi wasn't there at that time, he would have died. And Hagiwara had always wanted to work with Matsuda, but suddenly he changed his job to the Investigation Division. This must have been a reason for this, and it probably left a big psychological shadow.

It wasn't directed at Yashiro, so how could he be blamed? Should he blame him for saving his friend, or blame him for losing his memory and joining the organization?

In the end, Fūya Rei started to blame himself out of spite.

Yashiro's eyes widened as she watched Furugaya Rei pour almost half a bottle of hot sauce into her rice.

"Bourbon, do you like spicy food?"

Fūya Ling picked up the part with the most chili sauce in the middle with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth: "Well, I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't eat it for a meal."

Even though there was a little rice, Fōgaya Rei's face turned red instantly. The chopsticks in his hand fell on the table and he covered his mouth and started coughing.

Yashiro ran to the kitchen to get some water for him. After Fūya Rei drank three glasses of water, he almost recovered.

He leaned against the table with his forehead in his hand and saw Yashiro sitting next to him looking at him with a serious look.

Those eyes are still so beautiful. When he looks at someone intently, it gives people the illusion that he regards the other person as the whole world. For such a look, you really want to do something for him.

If you still don't know who Yayoi is, you'll probably be confused for a while because of Cider Furuya Rei.

But now Fūya Rei knows that he is serious. Nishitaka Yayoi is that kind of person. He can really care about everyone and treat everyone well with all his heart.

It's too hard.

Furiya Ling closed his eyes and sighed. He was not sure whether Yayo had completely lost his memory, but he would rather it was true. Being a cider was much easier than being a Saitaka Yayo. Even if there were missions, he didn't need to do it himself. Even the organization didn't really assign any dirty work to him. It was only after they found out that he, Scotland and Lei were the ones doing the mission that they let him in a little.

"Don't be so stubborn next time."

Seeing that Fūya Rei didn't look up, Yayoi didn't insist on staying by his side and got up and went to the next room.

Fūya Rei felt that Yayo seemed to have approached him just now. He opened his eyes only after Yayo left. Next to his elbow was a piece of milk candy wrapped in laser paper.

Furiya Ling also knew that he was being too stubborn and that it was too lame to make someone younger than him worry. He looked at the red rice and could only throw it away even though it was a waste of food.

In the afternoon

It was a bit cloudy outside. Fūya Rei, who had not slept well the night before, had a nightmare when he was catching up on his sleep and when he woke up he found that the person in the dream appeared in front of him. Yashi, who was a bit nervous, naturally chose to catch up on his sleep.

Yayo was awakened at night by the sound of Furuya Rei getting dressed. Furuya Rei did not wear the gray suit he wore in the morning, but changed into a set of clothes with black as the main color, which was convenient for movement.

The rain had already started to fall, and the sound of the rain could be heard through the heavy windows. Suddenly, the room was lit up, illuminating Rei Furuya who was sitting on the floor wiping his hair.

Furiya Rei raised his head, his attitude was not as relaxed as usual, even his eyes became very dangerous, and then thunder was heard outside the window.

"Did I wake you up?" Furiya Rei's voice became a little softer, but his expression still had a strong "Bourbon" flavor.

"Do you want to go out?" Yashi sat up and tested the temperature of the quilt beside him with his hand. It was still a little warm, as if it was a temporary task.

"It won't be long. I'll be back before sunrise." Furiya Rei put the gun into his gun belt and put on a coat. His tone was as gentle as that of the older brother next door. "You should rest for a while."

He probably wouldn't take me there no matter what.

After Yashiro finished her judgment, she lay back down very obediently and even closed her eyes.

Before leaving, Furuya Rei tucked in the corner of the quilt for him. Yayoi heard the sound of the door being locked, sat up and leaned against the window, and saw Furuya Rei putting on a hood and getting into a black car.

This is the normal life of the organization members.

Dangerous missions are assigned every now and then, and you have to complete them no matter what you are doing at the time. It may be killing people, or it may be something else. For human beings, at least those with moral values, it is difficult to accept.

In comparison, after Yashi joined the organization, it was like he was playing around. No tasks that exceeded his moral bottom line were ever assigned to him. The boss even tacitly agreed to Whiskey helping him do the tasks with his name on the list.

When Yayoi came to this world, Conan's original work had not yet been completed, and the only name revealed about the identity of the organization's boss is "Karasuma Renya".

But there is no way to know whether "Umaru Renya" is still the same as before.

There is a gap between comics and reality. It is impossible for comics to show everything. At most, they can only show readers the most important things related to the protagonist.

Just like his own comics only describe things related to him, and never tell readers that Shengye-kun actually has a lot of free time.

I love cooking, and it's the kind of special-grade cooking that sparkles. Because this matter has no particular relationship with the main plot of the story, the cartoonist will not waste time describing it.

Similarly, Yayoi's understanding of the organization is the extent of what he learned from the comics before he came to this world. Like Conan, he doesn't know who the boss is. Even though he knows that the purpose of the organization may be related to immortality, he has no specific solution.

The members of the organization are also not all shown. It is just like the joke on the Internet that everyone except Gin is an undercover agent or a loser, but in fact, it is impossible that Gin is the only real wine in the organization. The main reason why readers have this illusion is that the real wine basically has no intersection with the protagonists.

Yayo has been in the organization for more than half a year, and he has seen more than one real sake. The one who impressed him the most was Ichinose. He was the one who confirmed that Yayo had lost her memory. His personality is also very abnormal, but it can be seen that he is very capable, otherwise Gin would not have such a good relationship with him.

Yashi was lying by the window. It was raining outside. Raindrops fell on the windowsill, splashing irregular shapes, and were then quickly covered by the next drop.

The afternoon is very suitable for sleeping. Even if it is not raining, Yashi likes to listen to the white noise of rain. It gives a sense of quietness that is isolated from the world.

His cell phone lit up. Yayoi had turned on silent mode before going to bed. He went over and picked up the phone. It was a call from Shuichi Akai.

[Tomita Kanji has contacted me. Is it convenient for you to go out now?]

"Now?" Yashi looked at the dark sky outside, moved the phone away and looked at the time displayed, only to find that it was only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it seemed dark because of the rain.

So Zero went out again without sleeping for long? It was really hard.

Yashiro put the phone back to her ear and said to Akai Shuichi, "I'm fine."

"I'll pick you up. Where are you?" Akai Xiu got to the point and said.

"I'll send you the location later." Yayo didn't tell him directly because he was in Furuya Rei's safe house. Furuya Rei and Akai Shuichi didn't get along well. Even if they were considered to be fighting on the Red Team, Yayo didn't intend to tell Akai Shuichi about Furuya Rei.

After hanging up the phone, Yayoi changed her clothes and left Furuya Rei's residence.

He bought a new umbrella at the convenience store downstairs and called a taxi to the suburbs.

After estimating that the location was about the same, Yayoi got out of the car and took out her phone to send the location to Akai Shuichi.

As for the destination, Yashiro was not very clear about where he was, until he saw the "Penguin King Park" on the location, he felt a little familiar.

"From which work does it seem to be?"

Akai Shuichi sent a message saying it would take twenty minutes, and Yayoi calculated the time and decided to go in and take a look.

Not far away, Yashi saw the King Penguin. It was a very large slide for children, but also very cute from an adult's perspective. There were a circle of little penguins around it. It turned out to be a children's park.

The impression of Yayoi was immediately apparent when I saw the real thing. It is one of the important landmarks that appears many times in "Cardcaptor Sakura". As a sweet children's work, the King Penguin in the rain also seems to have a magical atmosphere.

Yashi raised her head and saw a figure appearing above the King Penguin's head. He was wearing a long robe and an exaggerated flat hat, and holding a staff in his hand that was taller than him.

When I looked again, the person had disappeared, as if what I just saw was an illusion.

Yashi turned around and the young man appeared behind him, wearing a black robe with a magic circle of stars and moons on it. He looked like a magician.

He didn't bring any shelter from the rain, but his body was still dry. There was no fog on his robe, hair, or even glasses. He stood in front of Yashiro with a fresh look.

"Good day." The young man bowed slightly with a gentle smile on his face. Even though his height only reached Yashiro's chest and he looked like an elementary school student, his tone of voice was very mature and his voice was a gentle bass. "Can I just call you by your name, Yashiro?"

Yayoi nodded and responded: "Then what should I call you, Kuro Rido? Or Elio?"

The person in front of him is one of the reincarnations of the great magician Clow Reed in the original work of "Cardcaptor Sakura". After Clow's death, his soul was divided into three parts, two of which are in this world, one is reincarnated as Sakura's father Kinomoto Fujitaka, and the other is reincarnated as the person in front of him, Hiiragi Ze Elio.

Unlike Fujitaka, Elio inherited some of Kuro's magic and memory. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful magician today.

This theory of reincarnation is theoretically very subversive to the worldview of Yayoi, an atheist, but he knew about it when he was watching the animation, and now he doesn't even realize it.

"Call me Elio, let's not talk about the past." Elio still smiled and looked at the boy holding a transparent umbrella opposite him. "I have a premonition that brought me here. It seems that this is the guidance of fate.

. "

Yashiro narrowed her eyes and smiled at him. Even though it was a rainy night, it seemed as if a large field of lilies was blooming around the two of them.

Compared to the script team headed by Dazai, Elio speaks more like the Riddler, but with the bonus of being a magician, people feel that he should be like that and it is not strange at all.

"There is no coincidence, only necessity?" Yashiro asked with a smile. This famous saying that runs through the work "Magic Card" was now spoken from his mouth.

Elio nodded happily. Even though he looked younger, his tone was like that of an elder. He said gently, "There is no such thing as coincidence in the world. Even if the probability of something happening is very small, there must be a reason for it. Just like our meeting, we shouldn't have met in this form."

Crawley knows everything.

Listening to Elio's meaningful words, Yashi supported his chin and thought for a moment.

"So, is there anything you want to teach me?" Yashi changed to honorifics and his voice was a little lower. He seemed to understand what Elio meant, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Just like the fog in the forest, he could vaguely see something, but the next second the fog covered the forest again, as if it was just an illusion.

"I can predict everything, but I can't see your future." Elio said to him apologetically.

This is not surprising.

Yashiro was not surprised, she sighed and smiled at Elio: "No, you really have to solve your own problems yourself. It's not right to put all your hopes on others."

"Well, if it's you, you can definitely do it. As long as you believe in yourself that 'there is absolutely no problem', you can definitely do it. Sakura often says this." Elio nodded, seeming very relieved.

"I won't give up." Yayoi replied.

"I can't really help you, but as a magician, there are ways to cheat a little bit." Elio raised his head and winked at Yashiro playfully.

He raised the staff in his hand and tapped it lightly on the ground. Then a magic circle with images of the sun and the moon began to spin under his feet. Then many cards floated out of his hand, with the backs of the cards facing Yashiro.

"Divination." Elio said.

Glowing cards were floating in front of the robed wizard. Both he and the cards were there without any possession, but not a drop of rain fell on them.

"Please pick one, and I'll read it for you." Elio let the twenty-two cards float to Yashiro's side and formed a circle around the green-eyed boy.

.

Yayoi also has some supernatural powers, and healing is already a very magical ability. But when you really come into contact with magic, it is still a little different. Just ask who didn't dream of being a magician when they were young?

Without much hesitation, Yashiro reached out and grabbed the card closest to him.

After Yashiro finished choosing, the rest of the cards flew neatly into Elio's palm, leaving only Yashiro's card. Elio motioned for him, "Turn it over and take a look."

In the middle of the card was a round disk wrapped with chains, engraved with words that Yashiro could not understand, and surrounded by thorns and flowers, each occupying almost half of the disk.

"The wheel of fortune," Yashi read out the words under the card, then looked up at Elio. "Is it a tarot card?"

The name of this card coincides with the title of his work, like a special coincidence.

"For divination, no matter what card you use, it has the same effect." Elio said. He walked to Yashi and stretched out his hand, took the card, and looked at it carefully for a while. "Sure enough, just as I thought, fate has changed. At least it is obviously different from before."

"change?"

"I think it's going in a good direction, but it may be difficult." Elio raised his head and said, his eyes still gentle, "It will be painful."

"I will be more miserable if I continue. I can do anything as long as it can change the current situation." Yashiro answered quickly, as if she had rehearsed it countless times.

He had indeed thought about it many times and even tried suicide. There was nothing to be afraid of anymore.

"That's good." Elio sighed softly, and the card disappeared in his hand. He looked up at Yashi, "Do your best. It won't be any worse."

This sentence was a little unclear, but Yashi didn't want to think about the bad meaning, so he just took it as encouragement. Elio's words were very credible, and he immediately felt refreshed.

So he thanked Elio and prepared to leave the Penguin King to wait for Shuichi Akai at the door. This is a children's park, and cars are not allowed to enter to protect the children.

But before he was about to leave, Elio stopped him and asked him to help sign two names in the notebook.

"My family, Spi and Ruby, like you very much. If possible, please let me take a picture." Elio said with a smile. Just like what Yashi thought of him, he cared a lot about his family. Although he looked a little strange, he was actually a

A very gentle person.

This is of course a very simple request, and Yashiro is very confident about his signature.

It even rubbed against Elio's rainproof artifact. He put the umbrella aside and entered Elio's barrier. The rain stopped in mid-air. Even without an umbrella, he couldn't feel a drop of water.

It was really convenient. He had been walking for so long with the umbrella that his trouser legs were wet, but Elio was still dry and clean.

Yashi signed two names on the notebook that Elio handed over, and also signed "to" very skillfully. When she was about to return it, she was instructed by Elio to sign a third one.

"Just write 'To Elio' on this one." Elio said to him with his eyes curved, pointing to the spot on the notebook with his fair hand, "Don't forget me."

…

Shuichi Akai picked up Yayoi at the park gate. The boy didn't even raise his eyes, but kept looking down at his phone. He was still looking at his phone even after he put away his umbrella and got in the car.

"Did you get caught in the rain?" Shuichi Akai handed the hot orange juice he brought to Yayoi from the front, turned on the front lights of the car, and looked at Yayoi's cuffs. It seemed that everything was fine.

"Thank you." Yashi took it, opened the lid and took a sip, then suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I just took a photo with someone."

"Group photo?" Akai Shuichi heard his emotional tone and continued to ask, "I thought you would be used to this kind of thing."

He was referring to the day when Yashiro was exposed in front of him. He originally wanted to leave quickly to avoid leaving any images, but later found that it was unnecessary. Yashiro was very skilled in taking photos with others and could basically be a professional model.

"Yes, it's amazing." Yashi looked up at the roof of the car, "I never thought I would meet this person, let alone that he seemed to like me very much."

There will be more people who like you.

"Can you tell who it is?" asked Shuichi Akai. He was really curious.

"How to describe it..." Yashiro didn't care to tell Akai Shuichi, but Akai definitely didn't know who Kuro Reedo was, let alone Kuro Reedo's reincarnation. He thought for two seconds and said, "It's like a Muggle walking on the street and meeting Dumbledore... that feeling."

"?" Akai Shuichi seemed to be even more confused.

However, he could sense that Yashiro was in a good mood, so he didn't care to know the specific content. Moreover, he was unwilling to admit that maybe he couldn't understand because there was a generation gap between them.

“What happened before was

I took over the case. I had said before that I wanted to meet Tomita Kanji, but he went abroad a few days ago. He was lucky and escaped being hunted abroad. "

While explaining to Yayo why he had to come out this time, Shuichi Akai used his mobile phone to Google who Dumbledore was. Then he saw the crazy old man with a white beard and wearing floral pajamas on Wiki, and his expression became even stranger.

Yayoi meant that she had just encountered a Riddler in a robe?

"I must complete this mission this time." Akai Shuichi said, pressing and copying a noun he had never heard of and preparing to search on the next page, but he accidentally pressed the search button instead of reading it aloud.

"In 1899, he met Grindelwald and developed a romantic relationship with him..." The tablet's smooth electronic voice read out diligently, and it was very clear in the small car.

Shuichi Akai turned his phone to silent mode with a gloomy face and started the car in silence.

"Lei."

In the silent car, Yashiro suddenly spoke.

Shuichi Akai did not answer, or rather, he would rather be deaf now.

He is not as calm as Akai Shuichi was later, after all, he is still relatively young.

"I've been strictly trained and I don't usually laugh."

“…”

"Even if I can't help it, I won't laugh in front of you."

"Thanks?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Akai Shuichi's tone, and he turned his head slightly to look at Yayo beside him.

"No, I mean, can you please pull over? I can't help it."

*

Finally, we arrived at the agency building. It is a newly built entertainment company, and it has only been two years since its establishment.

It is actually somewhat different from what Ohkouchi said at the beginning. He said that there are not many other artists in the company, and if Yayoi comes, they can use all their resources to support him.

The latter may be true, but the former is an exaggeration. When the company was first established, because it had a good financial foundation, it signed a lot of people, including newcomers and already famous artists, and was also considered a rising star in the industry.

Simply put, Yasunari Ohkouchi was making big promises for himself at the time, but when he met an industry insider like Vermouth, all his plans were exposed.

But it is true that the boss likes him, and it is true that Tomita Kanji said that he must be signed. Otherwise, why would such a wealthy businessman spend time meeting an unimportant colleague in one of his industries?

They got off the car and went to the front desk to explain their purpose. Perhaps Tomita Kanji had instructed them in advance, so they were given a temporary door card and allowed to take the elevator up.

Akai Shuichi had a stern expression on his face, and he didn't say a word during the 45 seconds it took the elevator to the 23rd floor. Yayoi felt that he was a little childish.

It’s not the first time that I’ve failed in front of him. Zero was still there last time.

However, as a mature person, Yayoi decided to take the initiative. He reached out and grabbed Akai Shuichi's sleeve.

Shuichi Akai felt the falling gravity, looked down, then raised his head and silently raised the corners of his mouth.

After the elevator opened, a secretary came to greet them at the door. She was very friendly and told them apologetically that Mr. Tomita had something to deal with and asked them to wait in the lounge for no more than 20 minutes.

The secretary took them to the lounge, but they were not the only ones there. There was another young man with red dyed hair and fashionable clothes, sitting in the lounge very casually, with his feet on the coffee table. He just glanced at someone when he saw them coming in.

Sitting next to him was a young man in a suit with a lot of hairspray on his hair. There was also a young man wearing black-framed glasses and a plaid shirt, who was huddled in the corner timidly. Sitting next to the young man in the plaid shirt was a girl with heavy makeup on.

Seeing the secretary bring someone in again, everyone in the room couldn't help but look up to see who it was. After seeing Yayoi, the man in the plaid shirt blushed with excitement and screamed briefly: "Nishitaka Yayoi!"

Then he was glared at fiercely by the red-haired young man. He immediately pulled back his plaid shirt, lowered his head and said nothing, but occasionally raised his head to peek at Yashi.

The secretary was indeed a person who had seen the world. She showed no doubt about the scene before her and said softly, "This is our artist, Fujimura Nobuyuki. I will let you know when Mr. Tomita is done."

Only Fujimura Nobuyuki's name was introduced, and the others seemed to be his assistants or something like that, so they should be insignificant.

When introducing Fujimura Nobuya, he simply mentioned his name and then hurried away in his high heels.

Yayoi could feel that Fujimura Nobuyuki had a strong malice towards him, which was a bit strange. He had never met this man before, and it was the first time someone hated him so much after seeing him.

Shuichi Akai also sensed it and took the initiative to step forward to block most of Fujimura Nobuyuki's view.

The girl over there immediately stood up and smiled at

They said, "Come sit over here, we'll go over there."

She pulled the collar of her plaid shirt and sat on a separate chair next to her. Akai Shuichi showed a very charming smile and thanked her. The girl's face immediately turned red and she lowered her head and said, "It's okay, it's nothing."

"Why should I give them space?" Fujimura Nobuo said lazily, his feet still on the table in front of him, as if he didn't think his behavior was rude at all. "They are just amateurs who don't know if they can become famous yet. They look like losers and can only hide behind others."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "amateur", as if this would be an attack on Yayoi.

"Xiao Xin, don't say that. Yashi-kun is very popular on the Internet." The man in the plaid shirt said timidly, his voice getting smaller and smaller, but he continued, "Basically he always ranks first in the trend..."

"When is it your turn to speak, Uchida Sumito!" Fujimura Nobuyuki didn't wait for him to finish his words. He angrily grabbed something nearby and threw it at Uchida Sumito. Uchida Sumito didn't even dare to dodge. He closed his eyes and was hit by the hard folder. His forehead was hit by the corner of the book, which turned white at first, and then bled.

Even the bleeding did not stop Fujimura Nobuyuki. He stood up, pointed at Uchida Sumitu and cursed: "Are you my assistant or someone else's assistant? I took you in when you were homeless, right? I paid you when you had no money to eat, right? You actually sided with that guy? What's so great about being number one in the trend? I can get there sooner or later!"

The girl immediately took out a handkerchief and pressed it on Uchida's forehead, but that was all she could do. When Fujimura Nobuyuki was cursing, she basically kept her head down and didn't dare to say a word.

After Fujimura Nobuo finished scolding, the man in the suit slowly spoke: "Hey, look at it, it's bleeding. Xiao Xing, take your brother Chengdou to wash the wound, don't let Miss Yamashiro see it."

Miss Yamashiro was the secretary's name, which Yayoi had seen on her name tag.

Kubo Anne responded in a low voice, pressed Uchida's forehead with a handkerchief and went to the bathroom next door.

"Ah Xin, keep your voice down too. Don't make fun of yourself." said the man in the suit.

"You say I'm a joke?" Fujimura Nobuyuki was still very angry and glared at the man in the suit.

The man in the suit shook his head, and Fujimura Nobuyuki seemed to have thought of something, and then he sat down angrily.

The man in the suit then turned to look at Yayoi and the others, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, saying with a smile, "I'm the agent of this straightforward guy, Takeshita Hideaki,

Smiled. "

He seems to be a smooth guy. He can describe Fujimura Nobuyuki, who is obviously violent, as a straightforward person with a straightforward temper. Hideaki Takeshita is a talented person.

Yashiro didn't want to pay attention to him, lowered her head and fiddled with her phone. Akai Shuichi stood up, took the business card, and introduced himself: "I'm Moroboshi Dai, the kid's older brother."

"So that's how it is. You two brothers really look alike. You can obviously be brothers." Takeshita Hideaki said exaggeratedly.

This is even more ridiculous. Akai Shuichi is a mixed-race, so no matter how you look at it, he has nothing to do with Yayoi.

Yashi was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and opened the Candy Crush Saga in his hand. He felt something was wrong. The progress of the game seemed to have advanced a lot compared to the last time he logged in.

He remembered that it was around two thousand three before, but now it is already two thousand five.

After the last slacking off incident, Gin asked Yayoi for his game account.

So Gin played more than 200 levels silently?

Yashiro opened the game's security information to look at the login IP, and confirmed that it seemed to be Gin.

Gin, fishing, and Candy Crush Saga.

These words are all very normal when read separately, but when put together they sound like a black humor story.

The corners of Yashi's mouth twitched, and he took the initiative to log out of the account, deciding to give this game to Gin from now on. There are so many single-player games in the world, and there is no need for him to compete with Lao Mo. After all, they are barely brothers now, so just treat him as taking care of his brother.

Yashi opened the software store and prepared to see if there was anything else that could help him kill time. It would be best if it was a vertical screen game, as it would be more convenient to slack off.

Shuichi Akai next to him touched him lightly.

Yayo looked up and saw that Miss Xing and Uchida had returned. Uchida's forehead was no longer bleeding, but it was still red. Manager Takeshita, who was sitting next to her, actually started pretending to sleep.

Yashiro finally looked at the unpleasant Fujimura Nobuyuki. Fujimura Nobuyuki's originally good-looking face had become distorted and hideous, and he exuded malice towards Yashiro without any scruples.

"I have achieved what I have today entirely through my own efforts. Why should Mr. Tomita take better care of you?" Fujimura Nobuyuki said gritting his teeth. If there wasn't a tall and tough-looking Shuichi Akai next to Yayo, he would probably have attacked her.

"You're just a clown trying to ride on the popularity of Xi Gao Yashi. I wonder how long you can keep doing that."

Riding on the popularity? Riding on whose popularity? Who is riding on Xigao Mishi's popularity?

Shuichi Akai next to him laughed without giving any face. Yayoi, who had not listened to the previous conversation and was looking for a game seriously, finally understood and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Are you talking about me?" He asked sincerely, pointing at his nose, then his expression turned serious, nodded and said, "Yes, I rubbed it."!