Chapter 401 She looks like a little angel when she's awake.

After watching the animated film, Bertrand glanced at the time leisurely.

"Oh? It's so late. It seems a bit late to leave now. Let's talk about it tomorrow then."

It's only noon...

However, it does take quite a bit of time to get to the Sunset Pavilion.

Vermouth watched helplessly as the boy yawned and walked up the stairs, then shook her head and tidied up the mess on the table a little.

Gin, who was wiping Beretta, chuckled, glanced at his beloved gun which he had maintained in pristine condition, put it away, and then got up and took out a cigarette.

Looking at his aloof back, Vermouth knew he was off to finish another mission.

She shrugged nonchalantly, took out her phone and scrolled through it, only to find that she also had tasks she hadn't completed.

Vermouth: "..."

Feeling somewhat resigned, she rubbed her forehead. She had no choice but to use public funds for food and drink while dealing with those troublesome tasks.

Not long after Vermouth left, Bourbon and Berry arrived at the safe house around the same time.

They looked at each other after realizing there was no one else there.

They nodded to each other and then each found a place to sit down.

Immediately, an awkward silence filled the room.

However, this awkward situation did not last long, because Bertrand hummed a tune and skipped down the stairs, jumping down three steps at once, making them afraid that he might accidentally fall.

"You're here!" Bertrand ran to the sofa, reached out and patted Bourbon's head, then withdrew his hand, clenching his fists with an expectant look on his face. "Yay! Let's go now! Xiaoye can't wait!"

Bourbon silently smoothed his ruffled hair, looked him over, and raised an eyebrow slightly. "You're telling us to pack our bags, but what about yours?"

"Huh? Oh right, I'll go get it~" Bertrand blinked, then ran back upstairs with an innocent smile, and came downstairs again with a small cloth bag.

"Let's go!" With the small cloth bag slung over his shoulder, Bertrand called to Bourbon and Berry as they headed out.

After driving for a while, the cute boy, who was munching on a rice ball, suddenly remembered something. He swallowed the rice, blinked, and said in a slightly shy voice, "Oh dear, I think I forgot to book my plane ticket~"

The driver, codenamed occupant, suddenly slammed on the brakes, glanced at Bourbon in the rearview mirror, then at Bertrand, momentarily unsure whether to continue or what to do.

Bourbon and Berry: "..."

"Let's head to the airport first; maybe we can book a replacement ticket," Bourbon said, his voice strained.

Berry couldn't maintain her cool expression and turned to look out the car window, trying to hide the twitching at the corner of her mouth.

This captain... sometimes doesn't seem entirely reliable.

The three arrived at the airport, booked three tickets on the spot, and finally boarded the plane after waiting for a while.

Bertrand excitedly squeezed into the window seat.

"Yay! It's been so long since I've been on a plane!"

Bourbon, who was sitting next to him, gave him a subtle look.

Bertrand was making a fuss for a while, but then fell asleep leaning against Bourbon halfway through.

She already looks like a little angel when she's awake, but she looks even more like one when she's asleep.

Bourbon sighed silently and pulled the small blanket over him.