The friendship of middle-aged (?) successful people comes so fast like a tornado. Although neither Tsukichi Sawada nor Taichi Tomisawa can be called middle-aged... at most they are young and promising.
After the two of them had a great time chatting about baseball, a new group of people had already arrived at the stadium. The little radishes brought by the guests crowded in, and the stadium began to be filled with laughter.
Taichi Tozawa was lying lazily on the chair and smiling at Tsunayoshi Sawada.
"Children are so cute, aren't they?" he said. "In order to let the children play baseball happily together, I specially prepared equipment for them. Fortunately, everyone likes this sport very much."
Sawada Tsunayoshi followed his gaze and looked around among the radishes who were dividing up teams, only to find a small radish that was straying away.
Maybe he hadn't found the team yet or something, he was standing alone, a little far away from the nearest party. Maybe the godfather had been looking at him for a long time, the boy raised his head and looked at him.
Someone came up to Taichi Tozawa and said something. The young man, who was originally smiling, frowned slightly, and Okizawada Tsuneyoshi gave an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, sorry, my good-for-nothing brother wants to see me, Mr. Jikudera, I have to excuse myself now." After Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, he paused and said hesitantly, "There will be a tasting after dinner tonight. Mr. Jikudera and Chris, please come with us."
This is the purpose of Vermode bringing Sawada Tsunayoshi closer to this gang.
Obviously, although it was different from Belmode's original plan, the Godfather still gained the other party's recognition by relying on his skill points in strange places.
After saying a few polite words, Taichi Tomisawa left in a hurry.
As soon as he walked away, Mr. Godfather, who had left work mode, adjusted his posture and spread out like a bunny cookie on the seat.
"I want some water," he murmured, raising half his head and calling, "Lei---"
——Then I remembered that Lei was summoned by Vermode.
But the water still came.
A boy in overalls held a cup of water, looked up at him timidly, and asked in unfluent Japanese: "Would you like some water, sir?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated for a moment.
Under the boy's cautious gaze, she still took the glass of childish-looking drink with a smile.
"Thank you." He took a sip. It was a strawberry milkshake.
Perhaps it is a drink specially designed for children, even the cup is particularly childish. Overall, it looks like a small green dinosaur, and under its ferocious appearance lies a cold and soft strawberry milkshake.
The Godfather, who was actually quite childish, took a big sip and showed a satisfied look.
This made the little kid who was looking at him eagerly happy.
It was only after he survived (not really) that Tsunayoshi Sawada noticed the child.
He was wearing black overalls, a white shirt and black and white plaid overalls, with a soft plaid hat of the same color draped softly on his head, which held down his soft hair. He looked very cute.
Noticing that he was being stared at, the boy hesitated and raised his head cautiously.
"Do you like it?" he asked softly.
It has to be said that even though he raised his younger brother Rambo and other children and knew how difficult it was to deal with children when they got naughty, Tsunayoshi Sawada admitted that he was touched by the cuteness at that moment.
He covered his lips and nodded.
"It's a very delicious milkshake." He paused, carefully savored the remaining milk in his mouth, and said a few more words.
This made the boy, who was originally a little reserved, brighten his eyes and became even happier.
When Bourbon, who had just handed over his shift to Lei, came back with his drinks and burgers, he saw that the person beside his boss had been replaced by an unfamiliar kid from Tomisawa Taichi, and the two of them were talking and laughing.
I have to say that my boss is very friendly, especially when he takes me out to slack off (crossed out), especially when he wants to get close to someone.
This kind of friendliness is completely different from Bermode, who knows how to use her advantage as a woman. It is a more natural and comfortable feeling. To put it simply, no matter who stays next to the boss, they will have the illusion of "being accepted."
Maybe it's not an illusion.
He recalled the image of the legendary vicious dog kissing and hugging his boss and holding him high up, and the word "illusion" fell into his stomach.
While he was daydreaming, Sawada Tsunayoshi also noticed his presence.
When the young man saw the food in Bourbon's hand, his eyes lit up, and the little boy sitting next to him also turned his head. Both of them had light in their eyes at the same time, which made Bourbon, who was holding the food and drinks, want to take a step back.
"Is this for me?"
However, he still walked up to his boss and nodded calmly in response to the other party's inquiry.
"Although it's different from the specialty cakes and not made by Totsuki's chef himself, the beef pie uses their special recipe and tastes quite flavorful." He lowered his eyes and put down the tray. "It took a little while to wait for the burgers, so I went to pick some pomegranate juice... Don't you like it?"
The Godfather shook his head and gave a burger and a glass of pomegranate juice to the cub beside him.
"Here, thank you for the strawberry milkshake."
"This kid just gave me his strawberry milkshake." He turned his head and found that Toru Amuro had squatted on one knee at some point. The golden retriever, who he originally needed to look up at, now looked down at him. The other party raised his head and looked at him obediently, like a golden retriever version of Novak.
The Godfather covered his forehead in silence.
"Don't learn Novan in such a strange place, I don't like it." Then he asked, "Have you eaten, Amuro-kun?"
Like the name "獄寺", Amuro Toru is also Bourbon's name... Well, it's a pseudonym, but it sounds pretty nice.
Bourbon - Toru Amuro looked at his boss who was looking at him with burning eyes. Although he did not eat much, he said: "Yes, I used it while waiting."
He smiled a smile that he had practiced many times: "The sandwiches here are also delicious."
The Godfather had no doubts.
He just tilted his head as he picked up the burger.
"Well, I think you should know that I don't like bad kids who tell lies." He took a bite and, just like when he ate the cupcake, he showed a happy expression, and then muttered, "If you had eaten it before, you wouldn't have taken another one, right? This one is mine as a punishment, you can just take another one."
Toru Amuro lowered his eyes, like a small animal drenched by the rain, looking depressed and pitiful.
"OK."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
"Don't learn strange things, and don't compete in strange places," he said weakly.
The young man with short blond hair raised his head and stared at him with his droopy puppy eyes looking aggrieved.
Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that there was no point in chatting today.
He didn't know what Toru Amuro had been thinking about recently. Ever since that day when he told Scotland in horror that Bourbon and Rhye were broken, Bourbon had been acting strangely.
If he hadn't known that this blond-haired, black-skinned guy was his younger generation - yes, he knew it, although he hid it very well. But after he noticed that Scotland looked very familiar and he began to pay attention to the actions of the two guys, the Godfather, who had extraordinary observation skills, rich experience in dealing with undercover agents and was also blessed with super intuition, naturally exposed the younger generations' acting skills.
——If he hadn't known this, he would have almost thought that Bourbon was plotting some kind of honey trap.
But as a senior, Bourbon shouldn't have done this.
It's just weird.
After staring at Bourbon who was looking up at him for a while, he rubbed the child beside him who was staring at him curiously with wide eyes, and began to ask him in a soft voice if he wanted to play baseball now.
“B-But…”
The child's eyes lit up, then dimmed for a moment when he saw the other children having fun in the distance, "But they won't play with me."
He lowered his head and twirled the corner of his clothes shyly, and his whole state of excitement after eating the burger just now retreated to the reserved state when he first approached Tsuneyoshi.
The Godfather hummed, and Toru Amuro also turned his gaze to the boy. His eyes lingered for a moment when they met the boy's short silver hair.
"It's because I'm mixed-blood." He said abruptly, and because he spoke too quickly, his tone was even a little aggressive. "Because I'm mixed-blood, I was rejected by other children of the same age."
After saying that, Toru Amuro looked at the boy and asked, "Really?"
The man's expression changed so quickly that the child was stunned for a moment, then shrank behind Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"…I'm sorry." Amuro Toru stood up and said to his godfather who was looking at him, "Scotland is here. Can I go eat something first?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked behind him and saw that Scotland was indeed walking towards them. It was his idea to let Amuro Toru go to eat, so he nodded.
The two of them quickly handed over.
After Amuro Toru left, the boy with short silver hair poked his head out from behind Tsuneyoshi.
Tsunayoshi Sawada rubbed his head, found a waiter, and prepared to take the boy to a separate training room to learn the basics of baseball.
Although this is a team sport, there are also training rooms for special batting. Scotland happened to come over. He was obviously a little surprised that his boss had a little carrot by his side when he was away, but he still took on the task of taking care of the child very skillfully.
Scotland, that works great.
On the other hand, Sawada Tsunayoshi also asked the waiter to identify the boy's identity. After learning that he was the child of a certain family, he asked Scotland to follow the waiter to find the child's parents.
Then the boy hugged her calves.
"Yuya...Yuya is not hated." He pinched the corner of his clothes, his eyes red, "But everyone should not play with Yuya...Big brother, is Yuya a bad kid?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him and remembered the boy he had just seen who had approached a group of kids who were playing baseball but was being ostracized by them, and his heart softened.
"No," he squatted down, ruffled the boy's hair, hesitated, "Big brother told Yuya-kun a little secret, don't tell other children."
"The secret is... Big Brother also had very few friends before." He said softly, his eyes gradually moving further away.
Because he has been a "loser" since he was very young, he could not succeed in anything. When playing games, whichever team he was with would always lose, so over time, no one would play with him.
The silver-haired cub opened his eyes wide, disbelief written all over his face.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi winked at him.
"But big brother has a lot of friends now, so don't worry, Yuu, there will definitely be kids who like you and want to play with you." He said seriously, probably because it was time for him to pass on life experience to the younger generation, and his words became serious. "By then, you will be good friends for life, so don't worry about why they haven't come yet, you still have a lot of time in the future."
Yuya clenched his fists under his cheeks, his eyes bright, and nodded vigorously.
…
When Scotland brought his people back, he saw his boss standing in front of a baseball launcher and batting.
Originally, they said they brought their kids here to play baseball, but the brown-haired young man seemed to be more interested in baseball. He happily hit back by himself, and Yu, who was left outside for safety, was leaning on the glass door, shouting "Wow" from time to time.
The lady who was following him paused and called out angrily, "Yuya!"
The white-haired cub shuddered visibly and turned around in disbelief. It was unknown what he was thinking about, as fear quickly appeared on his face.
"Mom...Mother." He stood nervously in front of the woman, and his cheering voice became nervous and trembling. It didn't feel like he was seeing his mother, but rather like he was seeing a ferocious beast, which made Scotland look sideways.
But this is their family affair.
His only responsibility was to walk to the side and knock on the glass window to bring his boss back from his happy baseball life.
Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and saw Scotland standing outside the door and another woman squatting and talking to Yuya. He knew that the other party had brought Yuya's parents over.
He walked aside and turned off the machine, said a few polite words to the woman, said goodbye to Yuya, waved his hand and watched him leave.
The boy, whose cheeks were puffy just now, lay on his mother's shoulder and waved his hands weakly. The blush on his cheeks had faded quickly and his little face turned pale again.
The elegantly dressed woman tilted her head slightly and said something to him, causing the boy to quickly lower his head and bury his head in her shoulder.
Scotland frowned and looked away, and saw that Johnny Winchester also had a frown on his face.
"Boss?" he asked hesitantly.
"No, nothing."
Sawada Tsunayoshi withdrew his gaze, somewhat surprised by the thing that flashed past his head when Yuya lowered his head just now.
Is that... the flame of death?
…
"Would you like a glass of water, sir?" The young man with half-long black hair opened the door and stepped out, still asking, "Maybe milk? Coffee?"
The superior who was sitting at the desk was staring at the pink magazine handed to him with a sad face, and looked at him in an unbearable look when he heard what was said.
“Iced Americano, thank you.”
As expected, the young man made a gesture of receipt and walked out briskly.
Of course he would be brisk.
Hearing the other person's happy footsteps that sounded like he was skipping, the boss subtly thought that if he didn't have to read something like this, he would be in a good mood too.
But this is the only information about S at present. According to S's contact, Kenji Hagiwara, he has checked all the codebooks he has on hand, and found nothing except a codebook based on the Bible that could decipher a few identity-proving codes and words that allowed them to read the novel.
So Hagiwara had no choice but to bring the pink journal he bought to the office and hand it to him, with a subtle look mixed with a hint of excitement.
However, if he had known early in the morning that S was alive and well, and might even have infiltrated the organization and almost reached the position of second-in-command, he would probably have had the same expression.
What's more, after graduation, the kid figured out the whereabouts of his admired senior and forced his way into the contact team - in the words of young people, this kid is S's fanboy.
The officer was mentally prepared to open the first page of the pink magazine, trying to quickly scan it before Hagihara Kenji came back with the coffee, so as not to show any strange expression later because of the content.
Therefore, when Kenji Hagiwara, who was in a good mood and even had flowers blooming behind his back, returned to his boss's office, he saw his boss in the same posture as before he left.
The young man, who still had a keen eye, tilted his head.
"Ahem," his boss said before he could ask, "Speaking of which, how did you determine that this was the information passed on by S?"
"Telepathy." After a while, the young man, who was always eloquent, looked at his boss with sharp eyes and said firmly, "This is the telepathy between me and my senior!"
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