Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Borrow
A voice came from the woods, "Is the young master here?"
It was the butler's voice.
A young man in a tuxedo stood in the shade of a tree and looked over. An You didn't know how long he had been there. He took a moment to look back and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The master is back and wants to see the young master. Please get ready."
It turns out that the family plot is coming, and the story's synopsis doesn't clearly explain his growth.
Only the initial options remind you that the growth environment of this branch is harsh and may affect the player's mentality.
Although he has not felt the so-called impact yet, he just wants to take a look at what is so scary about this old man who has been marked as dangerous by the system and will have an impact on players.
An You washed her hands in the hot spring, white foam floating on the surface of the water. She replied, "I understand."
"By the way, is Gin going too?" An You turned and asked the man in the pool.
The butler respectfully turned to An You and tried to dissuade him, "The master did not ask to see this gentleman, Master."
An You shrugged, and said to Gin with helplessness and indulgence, "You heard it, it's not that I don't want to take you there, it's the butler's fault, and of course the old man's fault. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my burning passion."
"..." Gin glanced at him with the corner of his eye. It seemed like he hadn't even said he was going. What on earth was this guy thinking?
Leaving Gin behind, Anyou walked away without looking back, ready to go and watch the legendary boss.
The interior of the villa is spacious. Walking on the road, there is only the sound of empty footsteps.
An You followed the butler, walked through the corridor, and came to a red-painted wooden door. The door was half-open, leaving only a tiny gap. Through the gap, a dim oil lamp could be seen.
The butler bowed and stepped aside, his head lowered, not even daring to look up at An You.
Compared to when I received him a few days ago, he seemed particularly afraid of seeing any activities in the room.
"We're here, Master, please go in by yourself. The boss is waiting for you inside."
Pushing open the red wooden door, An You instantly smelled a strong scent of ink. Opposite the door was a window, and bright sunlight penetrated into the slightly gloomy room.
On the left side is a wall full of mahogany bookshelves, covering almost three walls. The scent of ink also comes from those books, and it becomes more fragrant when exposed to the sun.
In front of the bookshelf is a tall rosewood table, which is piled with books and other documents. There should be a person sitting on the seat covered by the books.
It’s a pity that he can’t see the other person, because the other person should be able to see him through the gaps in the books.
An You peeked at him and observed him, and found that it was covered too tightly and he couldn't see clearly at all.
Crouching down like a thief, the dog moved to the corner of the table and saw a face with fangs and green features through the paper.
An You was so frightened that his body trembled. The face was too ugly. After taking a closer look, he found out that it was a mask.
No wonder he didn’t speak, it turned out his face was covered by a mask.
The mask was painted in alternating black and red, and at first glance, it looked a bit eerie and strange.
An You waved her hand, neither scolding nor responding.
I was itching to see the face underneath the mask.
An You pulled a pen from the table and was fiddling with it, using the pen to pry off his mask. The mask fell off, revealing a robotic face underneath, not even human.
No, it was using robotic monitoring equipment to watch over him.
The person behind the chair finally spoke, his voice old, "Haha, you are indeed a child of the Karasuma family, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."
That's because he is a player, and what player would be afraid of NPCs?
Also, he gave himself the original name Karasuma, and no one doubted his identity.
The old voice said kindly, "My child, you have been living overseas for too long. I didn't even have the chance to see you. You must have suffered a lot these years. You have been living and studying abroad for the past few years. Now that you are back, I will definitely make it up to you."
It turns out that the protagonist is set up like this: a prince who is stranded in a foreign country. No wonder he chose the organization but did not appear directly inside the organization, but on the street. It turns out that he had just arrived in Tokyo.
Then this is not studying abroad, this is exile!
Having just landed in an unfamiliar place, he unfortunately encountered a hostage situation.
An You finally understood what he was saying. He laughed and said, "Thank you."
"There's no need to be polite with me. Is there anything you want here?" the old man asked again.
"I want the reward for the limited-time mission."
"What?"
"Never mind. I'll figure out how to get it myself. I still want Be'Le'Ta."
An You didn't bother to be polite with him. Since he wanted something, he should just ask for it.
He had actually been coveting Gin's weapon for a long time, but after all, it belonged to the other party, not his own.
Besides, if I ask Gin for it myself, it would be terrible if he doesn’t give me favorability points.
He might as well take this opportunity to ask for it from an NPC who is even more vulnerable.
The old man's joyful laughter came from behind the table.
"Well, my child, I thought you lived in a peaceful place and would be afraid to return to your new family, afraid to face such a family and the organization they run. I didn't expect you to be afraid at all. It turns out that the genes of the Karasuma family flow in your bones and blood, and they always advocate violence and power."
An You only heard one word throughout the whole process, which was "good".
He treated the rest of the information as nonsense and let it go in one ear and out the other.
"So when can I get my Be'Le'Ta?" An You asked.
Karasuma NPC: "Don't worry, I'll have someone find you the best gun in a minute. Since it's for my grandson, it has to be the most unique in the world."
An You: "I understand. Now that I've finished speaking, I still have to go do the mission."
"Task?"
An You nodded solemnly, "It's a very important mission, involving the dignity of a man."
"?" The robot seemed puzzled.
An You stood up directly.
He patted the corner of his clothes and left the other person with a dashing back view.
Let’s go and continue the previous limited-time task.
When he found Gin, he was already in the restaurant, but he was already dressed.
Although I don't quite understand why he wears a black coat on a sunny day, it not only absorbs heat but also attracts attention.
Gin was sitting at the dining table, flipping through the documents in his hand. An You leaned over to take a look. It was probably a work report, a mess of things, an observation report on new members of the organization, etc., and a preliminary research topic on a drug with an English code name.
Gin looked up at him, "Do you understand?"
An You shook her head, "I don't understand."
A low, cold snort slipped out of his throat.
Although he didn't say anything, his cold snort already expressed his personal feelings. If you don't understand, just go away.
An You didn't understand a word she read, she just knew that Gin was really hard-working, as he had to prepare the annual report and summary for his leader just before dinner.
So he cupped his cheek with one hand and said, "You're always working non-stop, so pitiful. Why don't you come with me and I'll take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."
"Follow you?"
An You: "Yes, I am also a member of the Karasuma family. What is your standard of loyalty?"
"The boss of the organization."
An You: "I can't do that for now, but if the boss can give it to me, I can do it too."
Gin tilted his head and looked at him intently. "Really? What do you need me to do?"
An You: "It's easy for you to work with me. You just need to play with me. That's your job."
Gin: "You mean being your babysitter? I'm not interested."
An You was anxious, "You didn't even think about it, you refused so quickly."
Gin: "Don't worry about it. Vodka will protect your safety. We'll keep an eye on you 24 hours a day to absolutely guarantee your safety."
An You: "Twenty-four hours is too much. Do you think you're a prisoner? Oh, isn't Vodka the family driver? Doesn't it look down on me that the driver protects me?"
Gin explained: "He's not a driver, he's also an important member of the organization."
Now it was An You's turn to be shocked. Such a big and stupid guy could become a member.
An You: "He's too tall and not handsome enough."
Gin: "Persuade him to lose weight."
"But vodka isn't cool enough." He tried to win over gin again.
Gin: "You can give him plastic surgery."
An You shook her head. "He doesn't have a good foundation. Plastic surgery is too difficult."
Gin didn't even look up. "Just spend more money and get it done the way you like."
“…”
An You thought to himself, buddy, you are really cruel. In order to avoid cooperation, you can come up with any suggestions.
An You sighed, "Forget it, because it's not nice to embarrass others."
Gin looked up: "What are you still doing here?"
"Help you, you don't have to handle official business."
Gin: "Do you know how to deal with this?"
An You shook her head: "I don't know, but maybe there's something I can help with."
Gin worked at his desk, repeatedly checking the progress of the Black Organization's tasks.
An You surrounded him and began to flatter him, "Brother, even the way you look at the documents is so domineering, so impressive."
"Wow, my eldest brother is super fast at reading documents. Applause!"
Gin: “…”
He accurately noticed the fatigue in his elder brother's eyes and eyebrows, and knew that he needed tea. He quickly served him tea, and his attentiveness was comparable to that of a younger brother.
An You: "Wow, brother, are you tired? Have a cup of hot tea to wash away your fatigue."
Then I waited for service next to him. I didn’t know what he was busy with, but he looked quite busy.
Gin took the document he had read with both hands and studied it. He found that based on his understanding of the organization, he really couldn't understand it, so he put it into the pile of documents he hadn't read yet.
When Gin saw the familiar document again, he knew that this was a good help.
If someone shows you kindness for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief, especially An You.
Even though they hadn't met for a few times, she was so anxious to hang around him.
It was like he needed to get something, but he couldn't guess what the other party wanted.
Gin asked coldly, "What do you want?"
After his unremitting efforts, Gin finally decided to give him a reward and even asked him what he wanted.
An You: "I want your affection, so I'll lend you your Bole Tower to me for a few days..."
Gin frowned, then threw him a rolling word as a reward for the drop.
An You returned disappointed and checked Gin's favorability entry in the corner. When An You saw it, she was suddenly stunned.
An You: [What the hell is a -20 favorability?!]
System: [Players, please be mindful of your words and actions. Once your favorability reaches -100, you will lose all favorability points for that card and be permanently blacklisted by NPCs. You will no longer be able to attack them, and any positive interactions you have with them will not result in rewards.]
The players who would be blocked upon hearing this were horrified and pulled their hair. "So what's my current status of favorability?"
System: [As shown above, instead of progress, you are regressing, and 20 points will be deducted.]
[Okay.]
An You's mouth twitched. The progress was already the worst, and he was still worried about how much progress would be lost.
If you fail at the start, you will not get any favorability. Not only that, your favorability will even be deducted by twenty points.
An You is very good at comforting herself. It’s already like this, how much worse can it get?
Also, Gin thinks too highly of himself. In reality, he is rotten to the core.
The twenty points deduction is a benefit for him.
Sorry, Big Socks, oh no, big brother, I will never play with abstract things again!
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Anyou thought to himself: I am so polite. I even knew to borrow from Gin instead of just snatching it away!
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