Chapter 230 Extra-large lifelike 'toy'

After dumping Pisco's body in the private safe house, Bertrand climbed back into the car and went with them to safe house number 3.

As soon as he entered the room, Bertrand pulled a roll of bandage from his bag and looked at Gin expectantly. "Gin-chan, Gin-chan, I'll bandage you up! I'll bandage you up!"

Gin frowned and looked at him with a questioning expression.

The baby-faced boy casually kicked the big guy next to him, then looked at Gin with his big, bright eyes, his fists clenched in front of him. "I'll bandage you up! Because Vodka has to go to training!"

Vodka: ? ? ?

"I……"

Bertrand turned his head, his expression changing to an 'approachable' smile, "Oh, Fuku-chan, you're going to have a match with Afra and the others~"

"Ah, I still have training to do, Xiao Bai reminded me. In that case, I'll be going now, big brother!" Vodka pretended to be serious, then immediately made his escape.

Bertrand watched him leave, then immediately turned to look at Gin expectantly.

It can be said that they have taken face-changing to its extreme.

Gin remained silent, his face expressionless.

He sat on the sofa, letting some unruly child tug at his clothes.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, but by the time he reacted, he had already lost consciousness. Before he lost consciousness, he only managed to see the extremely excited smile on the face of a baby-faced boy.

Seeing Gin sprawled on the sofa, Bertrand chuckled. A butterfly the size of a little fingernail flew out of Gin's hair and returned to his bag on its own.

Bertrandsie fiddled with the bandages in her hands, humming a little tune as she treated the wound on Gin's arm.

After finishing, just as he was thinking about how to play with this oversized lifelike 'toy', the screen on the wall suddenly lit up and Karasuma Renya's voice came through, sounding both helpless and amused.

"Ahem, Koya, you should tone it down a bit. After all, Gin isn't like the other members."

Bertrand pulled Gin's arm, trying to get him into a sitting position. Hearing Karasuma Renya's 'advice,' he continued humming a song casually, replying to him only occasionally.

"What does it matter? I can just hide at your place for a little while, that's fine~"

Bertrand placed a pillow in Gin's arms, who was unconscious, and then braided his long hair.

Karasuma Renya smiled and said, half-jokingly, "You can do whatever you want, but what if I die one day?"

"I'll turn you into a specimen!" The doll-faced man, who was braiding the 'toy' Gin with a serious expression, answered without hesitation.

Karasuma Renya: ...

"So why do you always want to turn me into a specimen..." The sickly, handsome old man said helplessly.

Bertrand hummed a tune and casually asked, "Then why did you want to die?"

Perhaps it was a case of the speaker not meaning it, but the listener took it to heart. In the vast and complex underground laboratory, Karasuma Renya paused for a moment, glanced at the pure white ceiling, smiled silently, and whispered something almost inaudibly.

"Then I'll try my best not to die so quickly."

"What did you say?" Bertrand turned his head to look at the screen after hearing the slightest noise.

"It's nothing, go ahead and play. If Gin gets angry, just say I gave him permission."

Karasuma Renya sighed softly.

He then muttered to himself.

Gin wouldn't hold a grudge against a child.

Okay~