“So, you hate my family,” Miyano Akemi said.
Because of the first-generation drug A developed by the Miyano couple, Absinthe became the modern-day Yaobikuni.
Immortality may not be a blessing, but rather a curse.
This hatred is justified, Akemi thought.
But Vermouth glanced at her and waved casually.
"Forget about it, you're probably the most harmless one among those with the surname Miyano."
"As for your sister..."
Vermouth glanced sideways at Akemi, who looked a little nervous, and chuckled.
"Considering that she tried to make amends..."
"Yes, I don't hate her anymore."
"My feud with the Miyano family ends here."
Mingmei's eyes sparkled as she bowed sincerely.
Yoruichi Toyama asked curiously, "So what exactly is the situation with the second-generation medicine?"
In the electronic record that Xiao Ai first obtained, the effects of the second-generation drug were described in a vague manner.
Moreover, shortly after it was developed, the Miyano couple's laboratory caught fire, and the two of them, along with many researchers, perished in the blaze.
Meanwhile, Ai is diligently researching an antidote for the second-generation drug.
All these clues point to a rather bizarre hypothesis.
Vermouth, having discerned his thoughts, nodded smugly with a hint of disdain and schadenfreude.
"You guessed right, Warrior, someone has taken the second-generation drug."
"That is Karasuma Renya himself."
"..."
As they listened to Vermouth's story, Yoruichi Toyama and Akemi both widened their eyes.
Moreover, it made me somewhat understand why the brewery founded by Karasuma Renya, a wealthy and ambitious big boss, has become such a mess.
It almost allowed Rum to take over and seize control of the distillery.
“That old man is aware of Rum,” Vermouth said, referring to her own grandfather without any politeness, “so he never shows himself in front of Rum.”
"Only Gin and I knew about his situation... Now it's just me."
“So…” Yoruichi Toyama said.
"So, you really have the heart to let me lure my own grandfather?" Absinthe asked first, feigning concern.
Rum's arrest spurred a series of swift and decisive actions from public security, police, and the FBI.
That once arrogant and powerful dark organization is like an ice sculpture pulled into the sun, rapidly melting away.
The spies from other countries who had infiltrated the distillery were facing a long-awaited purge and were more active than ever before.
However, the Japanese police are still far ahead, far ahead.
Now only one final blow remains.
As a rare civilian involved in this operation, Yoruichi Toyama looked at the absinthe with a serious expression.
"It should end now."
“Your grandfather has harmed many people, including you.”
"You probably don't hate him..."
Absinthe suddenly interrupted him.
"Who says I don't hate him! I hate him!"
This statement is filled with genuine emotion.
But Yoruichi Toyama did not stop because of this.
"...He must be stopped."
"You should know that immortality is a taboo for humankind."
"Because it changes many of our previous important common sense, and may even overturn our world."
According to Tooru Amuro, who arrested many politicians, they were all lured by the brewery's "research into the elixir of immortality" and willingly boarded this pirate ship.
They are already the most privileged class in this society, and they want to stay in this position forever, enjoying the most generous social resources.
"The people at the bottom will never have a chance to rise up, will be unable to change their own fate, and will only be able to support those immortal parasites through hard work."
"And they will not be satisfied; they will only plunder and leech off others with even greater greed..."
Yoruichi Toyama paused briefly, seemingly giving absinthe time to imagine.
"I suspect that Karasuma Renya intends to use this to control all of Japan, or perhaps, the whole world?"
"He didn't use wealth, but rather the promise of eternal wealth and power as bait, to lure in those insatiable exploiters and become their behind-the-scenes manipulator, turning the tables and manipulating events at will."
"But can such an order truly last forever?"
Japan is already a society with relatively rigid class structures. If the upper class were to become a bunch of immortal vampires, the people would inevitably suffer even more blatant and cruel exploitation.
Those guys who crave immortality aren't really interested in serving the people.
Who can control their own greed?
A society that indulges greed will ultimately perish.
The same applies to people.
Faced with the temptation of immortality, Karasuma Renya unleashed his inner greed, and now he's doomed!
“Go stop him.” Yoruichi Toyama looked at Vermouth and said finally, “Let him get his end.”
...
As Vermouth said, in the past 10 years, only she and Gin have been allowed to see Karasuma Renya face to face.
However, it still took her quite some time to receive a reply from Karasuma Renya.
It seems that Karasuma Renya has no suspicion of her.
This may be partly due to the blood relationship between the two, but more importantly, the distillery basically had no personnel scattered outside that could provide intelligence.
Upon receiving news of Vermouth's arrival and discovering that at least his granddaughter was still alive, Karasuma Renya might actually be quite relieved.
In order to keep Karasuma Renya in check, after Bourbon—no, Amuro Tooru, no… Public Security Police Officer Furuya Rei—sent the location of Karasuma Renya, Vermouth went ahead to see her grandfather.
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