Chapter 437 Like a daisy, wilting and listless

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Several days have passed since the explosion at the fireworks display, but rumors continue to circulate among the public, causing widespread anxiety in Mika City. The rumors were only quelled after the city government intervened to provide an explanation.

The reason given was that the fireworks used were defective.

As a result, the fireworks factory that supplied the fireworks for the event faced strong resistance from the public and ultimately paid substantial compensation to all the affected families.

Looking at today's newspaper, Amuro Tooru, wearing an apron, frowned in the Polo Cafe.

The fireworks supplied by the fireworks factory may have been defective, but not to the point of causing an explosion.

However... even knowing that the real problem wasn't with the fireworks, there was no way to reveal the truth to the public.

Amuro Tooru sighed, feeling helpless and somewhat powerless as he thought about it.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly took off his apron, said something to Enomoto Azusa, and left the coffee shop.

Safe House No. 3

Ever since that night at the summer festival, after meeting that girl, Bertrand's behavior has been strange; he often sits alone in a corner, lost in thought.

Vermouth was extremely worried about this.

Seeker, who was dragged out of the lab: "..."

He twitched his lips slightly and scratched his somewhat disheveled hair. "I mean, won't calling me over cause him a stress reaction? I'm a researcher, not a doctor!"

"What are you babbling about? Hurry up and think of a solution, you quack!" Vermouth interrupted him impatiently.

Seeker: "..." He felt an urge to curse.

He sighed deeply, "This kind of thing definitely needs to be addressed at its source, but we know nothing about that experimental base."

"Besides, we can't ask Xiaobai-chan what happened there before."

Seeker shrugged helplessly, indicating that he had no other options.

"..."

Vermouth fell silent. Although she hadn't placed much hope on Seeker, she was still somewhat disappointed.

Seeker glanced at the obvious disappointment on her face, and his lips twitched slightly.

Since that's the case, then don't call him over.

Leaning back on the sofa, Vermouth sighed and turned to look at Gin. "So what exactly is 'that organization'?"

Gin had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the swirling smoke making his face appear somewhat blurred.

"have no idea."

Vermouth frowned and irritably tossed her hair.

What exactly is this organization that seems to have appeared out of nowhere?

Just as the atmosphere became tense, Bertrand came downstairs rubbing his reddened eyes, then yawned and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry."

"Hungry? Then let me heat up some food for you." Vermouth stood up as soon as she saw him come down, smiling as she walked towards the kitchen.

Bertrand hummed in agreement, but as he was about to get closer to Gin, he smelled the cigarette smoke and immediately turned away in disgust. He glared at Sext, who was sitting on the sofa doing nothing, lounging listlessly on the armchair.

Seeker, who was suddenly and inexplicably glared at for no reason: ...

This is absolutely outrageous! He didn't do anything.

But looking at Bertrand, who looked like a daisy that had been battered by wind and rain for days, he sighed helplessly, got up, moved to his side, squatted down, and gently poked the boy lying on the sofa.

"Little Bai-chan? What's wrong? Cheer up."