Chapter 43 REBIRTH: 23D
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"Don't look, they've gone far away." Zhu Fu Jingguang said with a deliberately stern face.
Fūya Rei gave a shy smile to Yokunran, and Morobushi Kagemitsu couldn't bear to watch it.
"actually……"
Zhu Fu Jingguang made a stop gesture and looked around: "Don't talk about it here."
The two of them stood at the elevator entrance. Although no one came during this period, it was indeed not safe. Furuya Rei nodded, and the two of them walked towards Furuya Rei's car, one in front and one behind.
After getting in the car, Zhu Fujingguang checked the interior of the car before asking, "Tell me, how did you get to someone's house?"
"At first, Xiao Chao said that his cat could do backflips and asked me if I wanted to see it." Fūya Rei thought for a few seconds and said this.
"Do you want to hear what you are saying?" Zhu Fujingguang paused when he saw his friend's serious expression, "...Really?"
Furiya Rei nodded very seriously: "He turned over six in a row! I was so surprised that I had no choice but to stay at his house."
Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu felt as if something strange had sneaked in, but Furiya Rei had an expression as if this was the truth of the world, which made Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu suspect that he was the one with the problem.
What era is this cliché from? It sounds like there really is such a cat!
...Is the cat you are talking about Chao Deng?
But regardless of whether or not he was a junior, he stayed overnight because he was 'very surprised', what kind of reason is that?
After complaining about Koujunran from beginning to end in his mind, Zhufu Jingguang took a deep breath, turned half of his body to face Furuya Ling, and asked seriously: "So you are dating?"
Hearing his words, Furuya Rei lowered his eyes: "No."
Zhu Fu Jingguang choked and said, "Isn't this behavior a little bit...immoral?"
"We are just friends, Hiro." Furuya Rei started the car, put his fingers on the steering wheel, turned his head and looked at the rearview mirror as he backed out. "It's not the kind of relationship you think."
His voice was a little dull, and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who grew up with him, could naturally hear it. He sighed and said, "But you are too embarrassed, aren't you?"
"Are you in a mess?" asked Furuya Rei.
"It's very embarrassing. And then, do you think this is enough?" Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't say anything, but just looked at him calmly and asked.
“…”
Fūya Rei didn't answer, and Morifushi Keimitsu didn't push him to answer. The car was so quiet that it was hard to breathe. Morifushi Keimitsu skillfully turned on the music button, which was heavy metal music that didn't match the atmosphere at the moment.
He was startled by the sudden music, but immediately pretended to enjoy it, closing his eyes and swaying his body to the music.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was soon immersed in this kind of music. As a sniper of the organization, he needed something suitable to hide his rifle. Guitar or bass box was the most suitable container.
He knows a little bit about those instruments, and accordingly, he listens to a lot of rock music, which has become a hobby of his.
A hand reached out and turned down the volume of the music.
Fu Jingguang just pretended not to know.
He leaned back in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed.
Tap your fingers on your knees to the music.
"Not enough. Not enough at all." Furuya Rei finally told him the truth and sighed, "But what can I do?"
Before, I was just in unrequited love, and because it was impossible, any response would be pure happiness.
But if Yushan Chaodeng was not completely indifferent to him, and might even like him, he couldn't go on.
This idea sounded ridiculous, and he was not a frivolous person who would lose interest as soon as the other party responded to his feelings, but the nature of his job required that his feelings must be his own business.
He doesn't need to hide anything from Yushan Chaodeng, and there will be no misunderstandings. If they are really together, there won't be much change from now. He is even confident that he can keep the other person by his side forever.
but.
"If I die, he will be the only one to collect my body. How can I bear this?"
After hearing what Fūya Rei said, Zhufu Jingguang could only remain silent. After a long time, he suddenly spoke: "Zero."
"Um?"
"I know your concerns, and I understand what you are worried about. But." Zhu Fujing's blue eyes looked at him quietly, like a peaceful lake, "Too arrogant."
Furukaya Rei looked at the front of the car, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"And he is very self-righteous. I cannot agree with him." Zhu Fujingguang raised his voice, and his words were very similar to his elder brother who was quite old-fashioned. "If I refuse to tell you anything and someone decides something very important on his own, will Zero be happy?"
Furukaya Rei, who was driving, glanced at him, turned his head to look at the road ahead, and couldn't help but look back at Yu Junran.
"Asado has a very similar personality to yours. Doing this will hurt him." Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, and his emotions recovered. He lowered his eyes and his momentum weakened. "I'm sorry, I said too much. But I still hope you can think about it carefully."
The car turned at the next intersection, and Furuya Rei finally said, "I understand."
Without turning his head, he stretched out his left hand and handed it to his friend. Zhu Fujingguang raised his hand and bumped it with his fist.
"Thanks, Hiro."
*
Unlike his boss who was scolded by Yukunran for being too entangled, Miyama Chaodeng was in a very good mood this morning.
Although he had completed the system's tasks very poorly recently, one task he had voluntarily abandoned, and one was stuck at 97%, which meant he was living one day less, but for him now, it was not a big deal.
He feels that every day of his life now is very happy.
Of course this doesn't mean that he doesn't want to live, but if he were to die now, he wouldn't feel as regretful as last time.
There will always be the next mission, and he won't give up.
Yushan Chaodeng turned on the stereo in the car, but was frightened by the sudden sound of death heavy metal and stepped on the brakes, causing the cars behind him to honk their horns.
"...Murofushi-senpai looks so gentle, how could he like this kind of music?" He restarted the car and switched the song. The one he played was the rap he usually listened to, or that
Kind of street rap.
Compared to this, he seems aloof and silent, and his favorite music style doesn't seem to qualify him to talk about Zhu Fu Senior.
Yushan smiled at Deng, but suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong with his car.
He reached out to turn off the music and listened carefully to the sound of the engine. It seemed louder than usual, with some discordant noises in it.
He drove this car for a race a few days ago, and yesterday he drove it for seven or eight hours. It is indeed time to send it for maintenance and inspection.
Let's send it over at noon today. The lunch break is quite long in the summer, so it would be a bit of a waste to use it for a nap.
After making this decision, Yushan Chaodeng also arrived at the door of the police department. However, at this moment, his car suddenly stalled.
He tried to restart the car, but it didn't work. The engine beeped once and then died.
“…”
The car was not very tactful, as it stopped at the main hall. It was considerate, as it parked at the main entrance.
Although this was his territory, it was very convenient to find someone to help him, and the traffic department could find anyone to take his car away. However, Miyama Chaodeng's social phobia was exposed again. He got out of the car, thought for a long time, and finally called Kazami Yuya.
After all, apart from Mr. Fūya, he only has this one familiar colleague!
However, I don’t know whether Yuya Kazami was taking a day off today or had something else to do. Miyama Asato made two phone calls but no one answered.
He stood next to the open car door and began to think about which foot he should step into first when going to traffic class.
…
"Good morning, Officer Matsuda."
Matsuda Jinpei yawned without any image, tears welled up in his eyes under his sunglasses, and he raised his hand and said casually to his colleague who was greeting him: "Hey, good morning."
Because they were colleagues in the same department, the two came together very naturally.
"Is Officer Hagiwara taking a day off today?" the colleague asked with a smile.
"Ah, he went to Yokohama for exchange and study." Jinpei Matsuda is a famous handsome guy in the Metropolitan Police Department, but his temper is not particularly good. Over the years, the only person who has played well with him is Kenji Hagiwara.
Talking about Kenji Hagihara is a relatively safe topic, and the socializing will end when we get to the office.
Matsuda Jinpei also knew the mentality of his colleagues, and he was actually a little fed up. He was used to doing things his own way, and he didn't like this kind of ineffective social interaction, but if he didn't cooperate, it might be more troublesome, so in the end he just responded with "hmm" and "ah".
"Isn't that Inspector Miyama from the National Police Agency? So handsome—" When they arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department building, a colleague suddenly sighed, "The car is so handsome too. How can someone have such a strong aura just by standing there? And he's still so young, maybe he can become the Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department within 20 years."
Jinpei Matsuda looked in the direction of the voice and, as his colleague had said, Asato Miyama was standing next to his luxury car, which was also very famous in the Metropolitan Police Department. He was dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a social elite, with a slightly frown on his face, as if he had run into some trouble.
"I guess the police department has another big case." The colleague quickly completed the logic and prepared to return to his post. "The professional team is really busy."
Matsuda Jinpei was surprised by his colleague's bizarre logic and couldn't help but say, "Hey, he
It looks like he's asking for help, right?"
"Huh? How is that possible?" The colleague was also shocked by Matsuda Jinpei's train of thought. He even forgot that he was Matsuda Jinpei and replied very straightforwardly, "That's Inspector Miyama. What kind of trouble could he get into? Hey, Matsuda, Officer Matsuda?"
Before his colleague finished speaking, Matsuda Jinpei walked towards Miyama Asato. Even though he had never spoken to Matsuda Jinpei before, they were still colleagues after all. Although he didn't dare to go over, he still paid a little more attention to the situation over there with some concern.
Jinpei Matsuda went over and said a few words to the talented police officer from the National Police Agency, then got into Asato Miyama's car.
colleague:"!!!!"
No, he is worthy of being Jinpei Matsuda, he is handsome and confident.
…
Jinpei Matsuda got into the car, started the engine and tried it, then got out, opened the hood and stuck half of his body inside.
"If it's too troublesome, I can call a car to take it to the repair shop, Mr. Matsuda." Miyama Asato said while standing beside him.
Just now, when he had finally decided to take the left step first and was considering whether to say "hello" or "good morning" as the first sentence if he met someone, Jinpei Matsuda suddenly patted his shoulder from behind.
"Good morning!" He said subconsciously what he was thinking.
Matsuda Jinpei nodded twice quickly as if he was coaxing a child, and said with a smile: "Good morning, you too. Is there something wrong with the car?"
Miyama Chaodeng just said that the car wouldn't start, and Matsuda Jinpei got into the car very skillfully and started to help him check the problem.
"It's a small problem. I can fix it in 40 seconds." Matsuda Jinpei said without raising his head. His voice was a little unclear because he had just taken off his sunglasses. It was inconvenient to bend over to put them on his collar, so he bit them in his mouth. "Don't look at me like this. Hagi's family used to run a car repair shop."
Before Miyama Chaodeng could figure out how the fact that Hagiwara Kenji's family used to run a car repair shop had anything to do with Matsuda Jinpei's ability to repair cars, Matsuda Jinpei had already straightened up and said to him, "Give it a try."
He got into the car immediately and tried to start it. It went very smoothly, and even the noise from the engine disappeared.
Matsuda Jinpei closed the hood of the car, stopped Miyama Asato from getting out of the car, walked to the driver's seat, and raised his eyebrows at him: "How is it, awesome, right?"
When Miyama Asato had no expression on his face, his temperament was somewhat similar to that of Fūya Rei when he had a cold face. Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously regarded him as his classmate who had a good relationship with him, and thought that he would definitely get tsundere comments like "It's so-so".
"Very impressive." Miyama sat up straight and looked at him, his golden eyes sparkling. "I've heard that Matsuda-senpai is the best bomb disposal officer in the Metropolitan Police Department. I didn't expect that he can even repair cars."
Matsuda Jinpei felt a little embarrassed after being praised so directly. He put on sunglasses to cover his eyes and said lightly, "Well, it's okay. As long as it's equipment, I can basically handle it. If you have such a thing in the future, just call me directly. If I'm not here, just call Hagi, he knows a little bit."
"Thank you very much today." Yu Shan Chao Deng nodded slightly to him while sitting in the car, but he was stuck for the following words.
According to social etiquette, it would be very appropriate to say "I'll treat you to dinner later when I have time", but Miyama Chaodeng felt that this technique was not very suitable for him.
Although I am quite familiar with Matsuda Jinpei, and Matsuda-senpai is also very nice, it is still a little bit awkward for the two of us to eat alone...()
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Matsuda Jinpei saw something and reached in to touch his hair. His touch was as good as always. He smiled cheerfully and said, "Don't be polite to me. Just treat me like that guy."
'That guy' refers to Mr. Furuya.
Miyama Chaodeng looked up at Matsuda Jinpei's shady face and said sternly, "It can't be the same. Next time I'll treat you to a meal with Hagiwara-senpai and Date-senpai."
You might not know what to say when you are alone with Matsuda-senpai, so just call a few more people.
Just like Jinpei Matsuda said, these people are all contemporaries of Mr. Fūya, so there is no need to be too shy about them.
But Mr. Furuya is special.
Matsuda Jinpei, who was unexpectedly very sharp and intuitive in some aspects, was still thinking about what the difference was between him and Furuya Rei, but when he heard what Miyama Asato said, he immediately agreed.
"Wouldn't that mean we're all getting together again? That's fine, as long as you're willing to come out."
*
In the suburbs, in a private nursing home.
Although it is just a small private sanatorium, it has been invested heavily and the equipment and other facilities inside are no worse than those in many large public hospitals.
In the only ward that was in use, a blond young man lay quietly on the bed with many tubes inserted into his body. The room was filled with various instruments that kept ringing.
Dark Blue Whiskey, who was considered by many to be neurotic and moody, now looked calm and gentle, and his handsome face became even more attractive.
This is understandable, as almost no one can dislike him when he is in disguise.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open by the nurse, and Deep Blue Whiskey, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, revealing his charming blue pupils.
"Mr. Hirosue." The nurse leaned over and whispered in his ear, "There's a call for you."
"I understand." He agreed, his chest aching and his voice was very weak, but it seemed particularly gentle, "Thank you."
A blush appeared on the nurse's face. She placed the phone next to his pillow, in a position where it would be convenient for him to answer the call, then left the room and closed the door.
"It's me." Dark Blue Whiskey said, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't make a very energetic sound.
An old laugh with a voice changer came from the other end of the phone. I don't know how empty the person was at the moment, but it seemed to have an echo.
[Do you know you are wrong, SKYY? ]
Deep Blue Whiskey had already guessed that it was him, but when he heard the man's voice, he subconsciously wanted to sit up, which directly pulled his wound. He hissed in pain and did not dare to raise his voice.
"Do you know you're wrong? What did I do wrong? Where did I go wrong?" Dark Blue Whiskey retorted without any hesitation. His voice was still weak. After all, there was a big hole in his body. "It was obviously you who held me back and said something like 'I'll kill you if you dare to touch Scotland'. Is he your illegitimate son?"
[You are too impulsive.] Mr. Crow on the other end of the phone was not offended by his words, and even explained in a good-tempered manner, [Scotland is not mine
() illegitimate child,
same,
Neither are you. But in the current situation, even if my son wants to do something to him, I can only protect Scotland. 】
"You're crazy." Dark Blue Whiskey rolled his eyes and touched his chest.
Since he joined the organization, when others were respecting that gentleman with trembling fear, he was not afraid of the boss. For Deep Blue Whiskey, a man who could build such a great organization was indeed worthy of respect, but this was on the premise that the other party did not make any mistakes.
If he really is getting old and confused, there's nothing wrong with him taking his place.
[Anyway, this is just a lesson for you. Don't touch Scotland again.] Mr. Crow responded to him gently, [Go to America, SKYY. If there is a next time, I will shoot you in the right chest.]
The dark blue whiskey hair covered his eyes, casting a shadow on his face. He raised his head, and a secret light flashed in his eyes.
"I see."
The call was hung up. Deep Blue Whiskey supported himself and pressed the call bell. Not long after, the nurse came in: "Mr. Hirosue?"
"Ms. Midori." Deep Blue Whiskey gave her a somewhat melancholy smile, "Can you push me out for a walk?"
This was a reasonable request within the regulations, and the nurse readily agreed and said, "I'll go get it ready."
Dark Blue Whiskey looked at the beautiful environment of the sanatorium. He was sent here by Gin. If he kept waiting, the day he would be discharged from the hospital, Beretta and a plane ticket to the United States would probably be waiting for him.
He will not leave Japan.
He knew who Scotland was better than anyone else in the organization, and he was able to kill another member's boss just to go undercover, but the organization didn't need him anymore.
Dark Blue Whiskey began to think about what he would do if he became the boss.
Kill Scotland first? Of course not, Scotland must be left behind.
Deep Blue Whiskey actually has complicated feelings towards Scotland. From the first day the other party had a code name and was qualified to appear in his sight, Deep Blue Whiskey knew that he was an undercover agent.
However, it is precisely because Scotland is an undercover agent that Dark Blue Whiskey is so subtle about him.
Scotland's real identity is a policeman. It is easy to find out by doing a little research on the name of Morobushi Kagemitsu. That guy also has a brother in Nagano. He has remained the same for more than ten years and is a good man with a strong sense of justice.
Every time Scotland completes a mission, his image is separated from the image of Zhu Fu Jing Guang in Deep Blue Whiskey's mind. But if the other party fails, his sense of belonging to the organization will rise again, and he will hate Scotland even more.
Now it was hard for Deep Blue Whiskey to tell whether he hated Scotland or not. He wanted Scotland to die, but he didn't want him to really die. But he was very annoying when he was alive. It was also very uncomfortable for Deep Blue Whiskey to have such a rat that exploded at random times in his organization.
If he became the boss, he would probably not do anything to Scotland, right?
Dark Blue Whiskey touched his chin. He hadn't shaved for more than a day, so there were some prickly burrs on his chin.
If anyone dared to do anything to Scotland, he would probably kill that person first.
Deep Blue Whiskey was suddenly stunned. He seemed to be the same as the gentleman in this regard.
A wonderful consensus was reached.
...That person, could it be that he is also a childhood friend of Scotland?
Deep Blue Whiskey showed a strange expression. At this time, the nurse came in with a wheelchair and asked with a smile: "Mr. Hirosue, you can go now. ()"
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Dark Blue Whiskey immediately put on a business smile.
In short, he was going to run away. If he continued to stay in this organization and under the command of this old man who was not in his right mind, the organization would be doomed sooner or later.
When he becomes the boss of the organization, he will make Gin stand by his bed every night and read the fan fiction written by Vodka!
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*
Miyama Asato had nothing important to do today, Mr. Fūya didn't look for him, and Kazami was also resting today. At almost ten o'clock, Kazami Yuya, who finally got up, saw Miyama Asato's call and called back in horror.
He dealt with some daily work materials, intending to finish them early, and then use the public database to look up the information he wanted to know.
Whether it was the Deep Blue Whiskey mission that was only 3% short, or the host senior who had some clues, he had to find a way to find it in a more advanced information database.
However, just after finishing his daily work, he received a call asking Rei Furuya to attend a meeting.
If Mr. Fūya goes to a meeting, it is equivalent to him going there, Miyama Chaodeng sighed. This is also the duty of the adjutant, so as to prevent Mr. Fūya, who is already busy enough, from running back and forth.
Speaking of this, he also felt that the General Administration's behavior in this regard was very strange.
It was clearly them who sent Toru Amuro out as an undercover agent, but when there was work they would still come back to find the most capable public security officer, Furuya Rei.
As a result, when Mr. Jōtani was working undercover, he had to go back to the General Administration from time to time to handle public security work. He was so busy every day that he had no time to sleep.
He was originally sent here not only because he was young and needed care, but also to share the responsibility of Furuya Rei's work.
They have to look for Rei Fōtani for everything, including catching criminals, passing on information, and even attending meetings.
It seemed that those guys were not worried at all about Amuro Toru's identity being exposed. Miyama Asato felt that Mr. Fūya was able to conceal his identity until now, and he was just lucky.
Yushan Chaodeng grumbled inwardly, but still packed his documents and clothes and headed for the meeting room.
Attending meetings was an easy job for him. No one would ask him to speak, so he could just find a corner and sit down to listen.
However, he seemed to have arrived a little late today. The best seats in the corners were all occupied, and the middle seats were also taken, leaving only the first row in the front.
Yushan Chaodeng: "..."
He swept his eyes around the conference room, walked through the crowd and sat down in the first row.
"As expected of the most popular genius in the National Police Agency, his aura is extraordinary."
"The senior leader took a liking to him when he first visited the police academy."
"Indeed, I would choose him too."
…
Miyama Chao Deng never listened to the whispers of others who were obviously talking about him, even if he could hear it with a little attention. He was an avoidant type, and he would rather not listen than hear others say bad things about him and then waste the whole day.
"He never makes mistakes, right?
() Either first or second, when I first came in, I was scolded by my seniors every day, but I have never heard of Miyama Chaodeng making a mistake. "
But no matter how careful I am, some words will still get into my ears. Fortunately, these words are not bad.
“…”
Of course Miyama Asato would make mistakes. From the time he graduated and followed Mr. Fūya at the age of 19 until today, he has made many mistakes, big and small, just by looking at the scoldings he has received.
But every time he made a mistake, his smart and strong boss would make a perfect remedy in time, resulting in his resume being very impressive and his work completion rate being 100%.
Moreover, Mr. Fūtani never criticized him in front of others, but only said it in private, which made people think that he was really a perfect and precise workaholic.
"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly say you want to have a meeting today? Are there any cases recently?"
"That's it, that..."
Because I heard the first sentence by accident, I heard the second sentence naturally. Finally, when we got to the topic that Yushan Chaodeng was interested in, the leaders opened the door and came in, and the meeting room suddenly became very quiet.
Among them was not Mr. Fūya's superior, Superintendent Kuroda Heibei, who was also Asato Miyama's superior, but people from the National Police Agency and the Metropolitan Police Department were all present.
Inspector Kuroda is specifically in charge of this part of the organization, and his contact with Mr. Fūya must also be kept secret from the outside world.
However, it is rare for the leaders of the Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency to appear together. It seems that this is indeed a big case.
Miyama Chaodeng became a little more serious and took out his notebook from his pocket, intending to write down some key words.
Sitting in the middle was the current Superintendent of Police, who was also the one who asked Miyama Asato if he was interested in joining the National Police Agency in the police academy. Miyama Asato's features were very memorable, and he obviously remembered Miyama Asato, and smiled at Miyama Asato when he sat down.
Miyama Chaodeng nodded at him very seriously, which made the man sitting next to the Superintendent of Police smile.
——It seems as if the young policeman below is the leader, but because he is too young, I can't be angry with him.
Several very important leaders in the police force took their seats. Without any pleasantries, they went straight to the point of stating the reason for this meeting.
Compared to the solemnity of calling so many people to the meeting, the case being discussed was actually not that complicated.
The content is that there is an American fugitive who recently fled to Japan. If it was just one person, it wouldn't be a big deal. That person has always committed crimes in a gang and likes to create some "big scenes".
When I heard the big scene, I knew that Miyama Asato was a criminal who was good at using bombs, and he should be taken seriously. He was not sent to the grassroots level of the Metropolitan Police Department, probably because this time he was going to cooperate with foreign officials.
He lost interest instantly. An international fugitive sounds powerful, and Miyama Chaodeng used to think so.
But in reality, few people are willing to leave their hometown and travel so far away when they can stay in a familiar place. When they go to an away game, their lethality may not be as strong as at home.
Miyama Asato decided not to attend this time. Everyone was willing to go just to accumulate merits and get promoted. It would be better for him to focus more on himself and Mr. Fūya.
However, if you have time, you can indeed go out more often to do field work, and the possibility of encountering a mission will be greater.
Remember yourself now
In this situation, Yushan Chaodeng hesitated again.
"…Because the situation is special this time, if there are colleagues you are familiar with who would like to be seconded, you can apply for it."
Yushan Chaodeng heard these words again.
-
[Do you want to borrow Matsuda?] The voice on the other end of the line was that of Rei Furuya. It sounded very quiet around him. He had specially run to the warehouse at the back to answer the call.
"Well, I asked, and Hagiwara-senpai recently went out for an exchange, so Matsuda-senpai is a good fit."
This was also the first time for Miyama Chaodeng to do something like this. He said uncertainly, "Matsuda-senpai is still the inspection director, right? I think this opportunity..."
Miyama Asato regretted saying this. This was indeed a very good opportunity for promotion, and it was just right for Matsuda Jinpei's major. But it seemed a bit over the line for him to say this, as if he looked down on others.
"Forget it, I haven't submitted my application yet..." Yushan Chaodeng said.
[No problem, just tell Matsuda.] Furuya Rei didn't think it was a big deal, [If Hagiwara wasn't here, he would definitely be happy to ask him out. He's not that busy normally.]
"Is it really okay?" Yushan Chaodeng confirmed again.
Since talking to Mr. Fūya, their relationship has improved a lot. Although Miyama Asato often asked some detailed questions before, the atmosphere between the two was not as good as it is now.
Yushan Chaodeng was still sitting on the chair when he made the call, playing with the Rubik's Cube on the table in his hand.
In the past, he would definitely be so nervous that he would stand up, and it would take him two minutes to calm down even after he finished the call.
[It’s okay.] Furuya Rei said with certainty.
Miyama breathed a sigh of relief, but then he didn't know what to say. He called Mr. Fūya for just this one thing, and it was a small matter that could be done by email, but he just wanted to hear the other person's voice.
Because of an accident, they stayed together for two days, so there was no other reason for them to meet today.
Or find another job? But it would be too sad to only talk about work when we meet.
Yushan Chaodeng was in a dilemma. Neither of them spoke, but just the sound of breathing coming from the receiver made them feel very relieved.
[Oh, right, Kotobuki.] Furiya Rei suddenly called out his name, and the name he called out was quite special. Every time he heard it, Miyama Asato’s ears would get warm.
"yes?"
[Anything else after work?] Furuya Rei's tone was very natural, just like how he usually spoke, so natural that it was almost standard.
"Usually, I just go home." Yu Shan Chao Deng sensed something, and his tone was filled with anticipation. "Nothing else."
[Then let's go to Poirot.] Furuya Rei's tone was a little bit exaggerated, but Miyama Chaodeng didn't hear it. [I researched a few new desserts today, I don't know how they taste... How about you come and help me taste them?]
Mr. Fūya, dessert.
Good standard horap.
Yushan Chaodeng admitted that he had been tricked, but he was not too eager to agree, so he said modestly: "My taste may be relatively... not so popular, is it really okay for me to try it?"
[… Actually.] Furiya Ling was silent for a while, but finally gave up and said, “It’s not a tasting. I made it especially for you. If you didn’t come, I would have to take it home and eat it alone for several days.”
[Will you come?]
Yushan Chaodeng's brain no longer had the spare time to think about what to say next. He could only rely entirely on his heart and agree to the other party.
No social skills are needed, all words come naturally, according to the most instinctive desire in the heart, directly appeal to the mouth:
"Mr. Fūya, if you want to prepare dessert, I'll prepare dinner. I'll pick you up at Café Poirot after get off work, and then we can go to the supermarket together, okay?"
[…If you treat me today, I will be in charge tomorrow.]!
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