"Ehh! I really want him to be discovered!"

"I should report him!"

"But he's still under the protection law age."

"He must be a born bad guy! His attitude towards life, which is as bad as playing a game, is really abominable!"

The delusions of the self-proclaimed righteous Neon police officer have no power over Karasuma Gaki.

But the system was angry, and several people who were fantasizing and discussing heatedly were electrified in their seats and their snacks were confiscated.

He felt numb and limp, lying on the sofa with a crooked mouth and eyes, and finally stopped verbally attacking Karasuma Gaki.

"Heh~" Karasuma Gaki laughed.

【good.】

【snort!】

Yukimura, who was leaning on the sofa, heard Karasuma Gaki's laughter and looked up at him, smiling at him.

After staring at each other in silence for a while, Yukimura suddenly stood up, walked to the desk, took out a box from the drawer, and turned around.

Karasuma Gaki stared at Yukimura's movements, his eyes moving from his face to his hands. He swallowed unconsciously as he saw him holding a small box made of high-end material but without a logo.

Blinking and trying to pretend to be innocent.

The man squatted in front of him, and Karasuma Gaki subconsciously sat up straight and lowered his head to look at him.

"I asked Chris to help me contact someone to customize a bracelet. I'll put it on for you, okay?" Yukimura looked up at him and gently held Karasuma Gaki's left hand.

Karasuma Gaki raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his lips slightly, "When did you contact me?"

"One month before you came of age," Yukimura, who was diverted to another topic, squeezed his hand, as if he knew what the other party wanted to ask, and raised the corners of his lips, "It's a couple's gift. It's not suitable as a birthday gift at that time~"

He opened the box and picked up a simple silver bracelet with his slender index finger. He watched Yukimura take his left hand and put it on him. "Is it engraved with your name?"

"Yes, it's mine, my name." He stared at Karasuma Gaki's wrist for two seconds, handed him the box, tilted his head and smiled at him, "Please take it with me."

The same style, but the name Karasuma Gaki is engraved in romanization.

"Does it look good?" Yukimura waved his hand and took Karasuma Gaki's hand and put them together to show them.

“It looks good~”

Yukimura climbed onto the bed, and Karasuma Gaki reached out and hugged him from behind, while his beautiful wife continued to watch...the reality show in his arms.

[“Gin Daddy.” The white-haired boy held down Gin’s wrist, who was bursting with murderous intent after his five senses were taken away.]

"Damn! Gin!" Binga had already comforted himself.

He had no idea whether there was a person named Barolo in the main organization, and Gin's attitude was ambiguous.

The BOSS and Rum were also elusive, and none of the non-cadre members had ever seen them.

If there is a Barolo, then...

Anyway, according to his own reasoning, Gin couldn't possibly be the BOSS's son.

So Barolo treated Gin, his guardian, as his father? What about Barolo's own biological father?

Why does Gin get all the good things?

He can do it too! Take care of the kids and stuff!

The corners of Gin's lips curled up and he couldn't help but chuckle.

Then he lowered his mouth again. What was he so proud of? He had never seen Barolo!

And according to his speculation, although the other world is a parallel world, its development trajectory may be different from theirs.

Perhaps, there is a lack of opportunity, so there is a high probability that there is no Barolo in their organization.