Chapter 506
After Bo Ye Saiki left, Rum thought about it for a while, but was still a little worried, so he emailed Bourbon to ask if Botness had contacted him recently.
Bourbon replied quickly: "I just saw him helping the girl out of an awkward situation at Poirot's Cafe, but he didn't talk to me about anything important."
The matter was right next door, and Rum could easily find out if he wanted to, so Bourbon didn't hide it from him.
Rum read the reply and thought, "This is the kind of thing Potts would do. This guy's attitude towards girls is really different from that of men."
What about the others? Has he mentioned me to you in the last few months?
Bourbon replied with remarkable ease, without even needing to think: "Yes, he said you're an undercover agent."
Rum: "…………"
Okay, standard response. So he probably didn't tell Bourbon that he suspected the person at the sushi restaurant was him or anything like that.
Rum was somewhat relieved again, but still gave a heads-up just in case: "If he asks you anything about me, remember to give him vague answers."
Unfortunately, he put it away too early.
Because Vermouth was doing something and couldn't come over immediately, the next day, Usui took Bobon to eat sushi.
When Rum saw Bourbon, he was completely stunned.
So, Botnis did suspect him, but still couldn't remember, so he dragged the nearest guy, Bourbon, along to help him figure out who he was?
Thank goodness he reminded Bourbon beforehand!
Bourbon's expression didn't look good. And rightly so, according to the intelligence, it seemed that Potts, at Vodka's suggestion, had forcibly created a pretext to blackmail Bourbon into cooking for him. So, it seems Bourbon and Potts' relationship wasn't very good...
There shouldn't be any concern about his information being leaked from Bourbon. After all, even if there's something to hold against him, Bourbon can just say he knows nothing, and there's nothing Bordenis can do about it.
We can't just use the Great Memory Restoration Technique directly; Bourbon seems to be a better fighter than Potts.
Because of the limited number of waiters, Rum was reluctant to go forward to serve, fearing that Potts would find another reason to make him perform a stand-up comedy routine for an hour.
Sure enough, Potts found a new excuse: "Why don't you introduce these sushi to Mr. Amuro?"
Then he turned to Bourbon and said, "That sounds good."
Rum: "..."
So he was planning to start with the sound after all? Luckily, he was prepared!
Rum carefully adjusted his speaking rhythm, and his dialect became slightly stronger. Of course, these changes were not very obvious, lest they seem like he was trying to hide something, but for someone who couldn't remember anyway, these subtle adjustments were enough to make it even harder to recall.
Bourbon seemed to be listening quite attentively, but Rum thought that given the terrible relationship between Bourbon and Potts, Bourbon was probably faking it.
After explaining a few of the less common fish, he couldn't help but chuckle and say, "As for the rest of the fish, I remember that Mr. Amuro is also very knowledgeable about cooking, so I probably don't need to introduce them to him, right?"
Bourbon nodded: "Indeed."
Potnis wanted to say something more, but hesitated for a moment and let Rum off the hook: "Okay."
Rum breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, just treat him like a stranger!
This level of polite treatment is something even the Boss probably hasn't experienced much of in the organization. He still remembers how the Boss dumped Potts on him back then because he had taken too many harassing phone calls in the middle of the night.
Botness was truly ruthless towards the organization's members.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Potts say to Bourbon, "This time it's your treat."
Rum sneered inwardly. See? What did he say?
Bourbon: "...Okay."
Then Potts ordered a whole bunch more without any hesitation.
Rum was speechless. This kid really didn't know what politeness was. The organization's funds were being wasted by people like him!
He considered complaining to the Boss, but then he thought that the Boss would probably be annoyed that he had to come to him for such a small thing. The reimbursement limit was meant to be used for people. If it could appease Potts, then eating a sushi meal would be worthwhile.
Rum adheres to traditional workplace rules: he only goes to the boss for important matters; otherwise, if he complains to the boss about everything, the boss will only think he is incompetent and needs to be replaced.
He would never make such a mistake!
If you really want to get rid of someone, the right way is to get leverage over them or make sure they can be replaced before striking them down decisively!
Like Potts used to, who would call to complain all the time without any evidence, relying solely on intuition and knowing immediately that he was just looking for trouble, the boss wouldn't believe him.
Rum thought confidently.
But today, I don't know if the kitchen was too busy or what, the chef named Hikawa Kei made sushi for Potts' table in fits and starts, at most two plates at a time. Potts ordered a lot, which forced Rum to make several trips. He was so tired of saying "please enjoy" that he was annoyed just looking at Potts' face.
Especially since Bourbon had also witnessed this embarrassing side of him, Rum was a little angry with Bourbon. But then he thought that Bourbon was also a pitiful person who had been exploited by Botnes, and he felt sorry for his misfortune and angry at his lack of self-respect.
He was out of options, concealing his identity. Couldn't Bourbon have found a way to refuse such an unreasonable request?!
What exactly did Potts know about Bourbon?!
We ordered too much yesterday, so Potts packed it up and took it home. Today, since there are only two of us, we can skip the hassle of packing it up.
Especially since Bourbon had to work next door, he quickly left, leaving only Potts.
After finishing his meal, Potts thought for a moment and then beckoned Rum over.
Rum approached, cursing under his breath, but with a smile on his face: "Is there anything else you need, sir?"
"Well, when I got back yesterday, I told people what happened yesterday, and I realized that I was a little impolite, and I felt a bit embarrassed," Potnis said.
Rum was quite surprised that Potts would actually reflect on things. Were the organization members really just subordinates? Even the Boss didn't receive this kind of treatment.
And who did he talk to?! Could it be Bourbon? I asked too early yesterday, I'll ask again later... But how did Bourbon manage to make Potts realize he was being rude? Does he really dare to do that?
Rum felt that Potts was acting like an ordinary person, which made him feel very unfamiliar with him.
"It's nothing, he's a guest. Our service industry is all about serving guests, treating them like gods..." Rum said, trying to get rid of Potts as quickly as possible.
Potnis sighed: "But I still feel a little bad, so..."
"so……?"
Botnis pulled another bill from his wallet: "This is for your tip."
Rum was dazed.
If they were real waiters, they would probably be very happy to have extra money.
But Rum is different! He endured humiliation to investigate intelligence! He's also the organization's second-in-command!
Serving dishes and pouring water can be explained as being for organizational purposes, but receiving tips feels completely different!
It's not physically harmful, but it's extremely insulting!
For a fleeting moment, Rum thought that Potts had actually recognized him and was deliberately making things difficult for him. But when he saw Potts' somewhat embarrassed and awkward expression, he thought that this was probably part of Potts' socialization... no, it was part of his being a normal person.
Potts probably portrayed himself as an ordinary person who was very polite.
Rum suppressed his anger and smiled as he declined, saying, "We don't have that rule here. Please put it away, sir."
“It’s alright, I’m a returned overseas student, it’s my habit to tip,” Potts insisted. “You really went to so much trouble yesterday, I’d feel bad if you didn’t accept the tip…”
Rum, for the sake of his pride, wanted to refuse again, but Potts had already started calling for reinforcements.
"Boss! Boss, may I tip your waiter? You don't have a rule against tipping here, do you? His service was really good; he explained so much to me yesterday!"
The sushi restaurant owner, though not one to receive tips, was still pleased that his employee was praised: "Of course, if you'd like."
So Potts forced the tip into Rum's hand and then turned and left.
Rum chased after him to return the tip, but the boss stopped him, saying, "Don't bother. He just said he's a returned overseas student, and tipping is just his habit. What's wrong with having extra money?"
Rum felt deeply insulted, so he shoved the money into the shopkeeper's hand and said, "I don't need it."
The owner even kindly returned it to him, saying, "It's alright, you can keep it." Then he told the other servers, "See? Good performance gets you a tip!"
The other waiters were already hesitant about Rum, the newcomer. Now that they saw him standing out from the crowd and behaving differently from everyone else, the Japanese, who tend to follow the crowd, started to think he was arrogant and began to look at him with hostility.
Rum: "..."
Well, he never intended to get along with this group anyway; the focus was still on Botness. So Rum took some time to send another email to Bourbon.
Bourbon replied quickly as usual: "He invited me to a sushi restaurant today, asking me to listen to the waiters' voices to see if they sounded familiar, and if I could remember who they sounded like. He didn't say anything else."
Rum was puzzled.
Who was it that made Potts realize he was being impolite when he said nothing to Bourbon?
This question was quickly answered.
On the third day, Potts brought a blonde foreign woman to eat sushi.
Rum: "………………"
Although this foreigner looks unfamiliar, his voice is familiar. This must be Vermouth! Disguised to eat sushi?!
So the person who forced him to accept Potts's tip was Vermouth, right?!
That's true. Potts doesn't listen to people much, but he treats women very well. Vermouth doesn't know the truth and has lived abroad for many years. If she were to give him normal advice, it would be normal for Potts to listen to her.
But yesterday it was Bourbon, today it's Vermouth, what exactly is Potenenis trying to do?!
Is he planning to bring everyone he knows in the organization to hear his voice and identify him?! Is this how Pottnis gathers intelligence?!
If Boss hadn't been on an oxygen tube, he would have suspected that Potts would have brought Boss along!
Rum was feeling depressed and didn't really want to go up and greet them.
But the other waiter who saw him receive a tip yesterday greeted him very enthusiastically, which made Rum overjoyed, thinking that he could probably escape a disaster today—
“Sorry, I still want that one,” Potts said. “He seems very professional.”
Rum received envious glances from his colleagues without batting an eye.
Was Potts really not recognizing him and doing this on purpose?
His work experience in the organization was already declining, and now that he's moved to a different place, the work environment has gotten even worse!
It's all Potts' fault!!!
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