Chapter 121 The Innocent and Carefree Little Madman

However, the tragic scene did not occur.

Afra simply tilted her head to dodge the bullet that was about to pass through her head.

Her gaze was fixed on Bertrand, as if she had no interest in anyone else or anything else.

Gin's sinister gaze fell on Bertrand, demanding an explanation of who this woman was.

Bertrand grinned. "Well, didn't I say I'd use a life-size doll to atone for my sins? Here it is!"

He pointed at Afra, his grin sending a chill down one's spine.

Gin: ...?

Vodka: ? ! !

Both of them visibly stiffened for a moment.

Bertrand pulled Afra in front of them, introducing her as if she weren't a specimen but a living person: "Her name is Afra~ By the way, she'll be my mother from now on~"

Mother?

"Huh?" Gin's surprise seemed genuine, and his gaze lingered on Afra for a few more seconds.

"Can't I? I see other kids clinging to their moms all the time, and I want to experience that feeling too!"

Gin glanced at the baby face with its bright eyes, paused for a moment, then casually walked past them and sat down on the sofa.

"Whatever you want."

Vodka looked at the innocent baby face with a very complicated expression.

Seeing that the two of them had sat down, Bertrand followed them, holding a lemon tea in one hand and Afra's hand in the other, staring at them expectantly. "Hey, don't you two want to know how she's going to help me atone for my sins?"

“Not interested.” Gin told Vodka to get him a bottle of liquor.

Bertrand pursed her lips. "Really not interested? I think you'd like it."

He took a sip of his lemon tea and said, "I don't care! You're interested! You're interested!"

Gin: "..."

He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, took the glass of vodka that was handed to him, took a sip, and then glanced lazily at Bertrand. "Speak."

Bertrand laughed instantly. "Give me a few tasks to kill little mice!"

Gin glanced at him, took out his phone and scrolled through it, then... handed over all the remaining tasks to him.

Bertrand: _

This is very Gin.

After showing the mission details to Afra, Bertrand's face lit up with an innocent smile. "Afra, write down these mission targets, and then... kill them all."

Afra nodded and responded softly in a low voice, "Okay."

"Then go ahead~ Come back soon~"

“Okay.” Afra smiled with her eyes down, turned and left the safe house. The gentle smile on her face vanished the moment she was out of Bertrand’s sight.

"Ta-da! The most effective way to atone for sin is, of course, to have the puppet doll kill for me!"

"And look, Koto-chan~ With Afra around, things are much easier for you now~"

Bertrand sat down next to Gin, shaking his head, completely oblivious to the fact that he hadn't thought there was anything wrong with what he'd said.

Gin: ...

"As expected, I'm only suited to reaping the benefits without sowing~" Bertrand said happily, as if sighing.

Vodka paused and moved a little further away.

Bertrand is indeed as cute as a little angel.

But his naiveté was as purely evil as a demon.

He was an innocent and carefree little madman.

After finishing the entire can of lemon tea while playing a game on his phone, Bertrand leaned against Gin, tossed the can onto the table, and poked Gin's leg. "Gin-chan, aren't you bored? Want to fight me?"