Chapter 305 Bech is weak, helpless, and pitiful.

After treating the wound and applying gauze, Behfinger sighed deeply with a pale face. Just as she stepped out the door, a youthful voice rang in her ears.

"what are you doing here?"

Behrfinger was startled.

I was really startled.

He turned his head in shock to look at the suddenly appearing black-skinned blond man. "How did you end up here?!" He hadn't even created the slightest 'chance encounter'!

Amuro Tooru didn't answer his question. Instead, he frowned and looked at his forehead, a hint of displeasure in his voice, "Are you injured?"

Behringer's eyes darted away, and as if burying his head in the sand, he raised his hand to cover the gauze, stammering out a sentence he couldn't finish, "Uh... this... um... I'll say... I'll say I accidentally bumped into it, would you believe me?"

"Oh, so you bumped into it by accident."

Amuro Toru nodded calmly, as if to say, "I see."

...Yeah, right!

Do you think I look easy to fool!?

Suddenly, it transformed into a large head and angrily shouted at Behringer.

Behrfinger, now a chibi-style figure, blinked his beady eyes at his fingers, shrank his neck, and dared not speak.

Amuro Tooru wore a friendly smile, but his forehead was covered in tic-tac-toe marks. "Tell me what's going on here."

He pushed Behringer back into the house, locked the door, and smiled as he looked at Behringer, who was sitting in a chair like a well-behaved child.

“This…” Behfinger shifted his gaze, seemingly trying to find another excuse.

"You'd better tell the truth." Amuro Tooru stood with his hands on his hips, staring intently at him.

“Well…” Behringer sighed silently, “It’s because I messed up a mission today.”

Then he muttered to himself, "Actually, it's not exactly a disaster, since I did complete the task."

"Why is that?"

Amuro Tooru sat down next to him and could clearly hear his mutterings.

Behrfinger lowered his head, fidgeted with his fingers, and said in a muffled voice, "I accidentally offended Bertrand..."

Toru Amuro:......

: ! ! ! ? ?

"ha!?"

He suddenly stood up, grabbed Behringer's shoulders, and looked him up and down carefully several times. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?!"

The small, helpless, and pitiful Bech whispered weakly, "It's nothing, it just hit me..."

Amuro Toru let out a sigh, his face grim, and sat back down beside him.

Glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, Behringer nudged his shoulder. "Well, it's just a minor injury..."

Amuro Tooru grabbed his hand, took a deep breath, and looked at him seriously. "This isn't about whether the injury is minor or not. It's about how Bertrand can do anything to you at any time, given his position in the organization. This is very disadvantageous for you!"

Behrfinger fell silent, his hands resting on his knees, his head bowed, lost in thought.

“Alright, for now, you can hand over all your tasks to me and stay away from Bertrand for the time being.” Amuro Tooru sighed and raised his hand to rub the back of Behringer’s head.

Behringer hesitated, then turned her head slightly to look at him. "But... ever since many of the organization's codenamed members were taken away for training, most of the tasks have fallen on me. How could I possibly hand them all over to you..."

Toru Amuro:......

He clenched his fists, making a cracking sound, and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, "Do they think you're a robot?"