Chapter 268 is easy to fill in the blanks with one's imagination.

After delivering Behffiner to the bar, Amuro Tooru took the blood collected in a small glass bottle to Safe House No. 3.

As soon as he opened the door, an empty wine bottle flew towards him.

"ah!"

A gasp came from the living room. Bourbon turned his head to avoid the bottle, then looked up at the silver-haired, baby-faced boy who was covering his mouth and staring at him with wide eyes, a hint of longing on his face.

Bertrand chuckled and waved at him, "Po-chan~ Sorry, I didn't know you'd open the door so suddenly~"

Bourbon's lips twitched, he shook his head and said it was nothing, then looked at Gin, who was clearly suppressing his anger as he wiped Beretta.

Because Gin seems to be in a worse state.

He walked over and handed him the small glass bottle, a playful smile on his lips. "Here you go, this is what you wanted."

Gin glanced at it, and just as he reached out to take it, a figure suddenly ran over and pressed all its weight onto him.

The tic-tac-toe mark on his forehead twitched, and he almost lost control of his strength and crushed the fragile little glass bottle.

"Oh my, you got it so quickly?" Bertrand blinked his curious eyes, then reached out and pulled the bottle from Gin's hand, saving it from a tragic fate because of him.

"Should we give it to Se-chan now? Let Asti take it then~" The boy laughed happily, not bothering to hide it from Bourbon who was still present.

Bourbon: ?

“But he seems to have other tasks, so let Su-chan deliver it instead~” Bertrand changed his tone and took a different approach.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure climbed in through the window, carefully took the small bottle from Bertrand's hand, and then turned and left.

His gaze never fell on Bourbon for a moment.

Bourbon smiled, seemingly unconcerned. "If there's nothing else, then I'll be leaving."

Before Gin could react, he turned around after speaking, but was stopped by another childish voice.

Bertrand looked at his retreating figure, then called out, "Bo-chan, wait a minute!"

Bourbon stopped and turned around. "Is there anything else?"

Bertrand jumped off the sofa and ran to his side, tugged at his sleeve to signal him to bend down a little, and then took a photo out of his bag and handed it to him.

"I can't go out right now for some reason, could you please bring her to this place for me, okay, Bo-chan~"

He shoved the photo into the boy's hand and whispered something in his ear. The baby-faced boy looked at him with wide, round eyes, full of anticipation.

But he had no idea how easily the first half of his sentence could lead people to fill in the blanks.

Bourbon paused for a moment, then his gaze fell on the photo in his hand. After glancing at the innocent boy, he nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Bertrand's expression instantly brightened, and he rubbed his cheek against his shoulder like a kitten. "Great! Thank you, Bertrand~"

Bourbon sighed, put the photo in his pocket, and walked away from Safe House No. 3.

As the door closed, Bertrand blinked, a bright smile curving his lips.

He turned around with a grin and ran back to Gin's side, tugging at his sleeve and shaking it, "Gin-chan, Gin-chan, let's go play at Sei-chan's place for a while, okay!"