Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Gin who refused to buy toys is a scumbag!
"Gin is a ***!!!"
On a Sunday in August, at noon, in a shopping mall in Ginza—
As one of Japan's most prosperous commercial districts, Ginza was bustling with people today, just like every other holiday. Despite the large number of people, the mall generally maintained a relatively orderly state, with the exception of -
"I don't care! I want it!"
Three people stood at the entrance of a large toy store chain: two grown men and a little girl, a strange combination for a shopping mall.
The two men were wearing long black trench coats despite being in the middle of summer, seemingly unfazed by the scorching sun. Even inside the mall, they still wore black hats, and the shorter and more chubby man even wore sunglasses.
What a strange look! Xiaomei, a salesperson at a clothing store, had been secretly observing the three men for a while. As a fashion professional, even if she was just a salesperson, she still felt sorry for the two men's aesthetics and taste.
Tsk, after all, that man with long silver hair looked quite good-looking. Even with the brim of his hat obscuring his view, Xiaomei still quickly made this judgment.
Xiaomei's gaze continued to move downwards, and she saw the source of the unique child's voice.
It was a little girl with red hair, who looked no older than ten. Her hair was tied up with a metal buckle and casually draped over one shoulder.
What a dangerous hairstyle! Xiaomei, who was slacking off, changed her posture again, bending over and resting her elbows on the counter, her chin supported by her palm, and continued to look at the strange combination of three people.
By the way, this little girl is so cute, especially her green eyes... Oh right, she's not Japanese, is she? And the man with long silver hair just now shouldn't be either—
Xiaomei's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. It was a scorching summer day, but she felt an inexplicable chill. After shivering involuntarily, Xiaomei raised her eyes and inadvertently met the eyes of the man with long silver hair.
This time, Xiaomei finally saw the man's eyes clearly as she wished. They were a pair of dark green eyes, unlike the clear green eyes of the red-haired girl next to her. These eyes seemed deeper, like a bottomless abyss.
What a terrifying pair of eyes!
Xiaomei hurriedly looked away and pretended frantically that she was doing something else, but the huge pressure that came from out of nowhere still made beads of sweat seep out of her forehead.
After a while, the tangible pressure finally receded silently like the tide. Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to look back.
Seriously, it's broad daylight, and there's no way I'm going to run into members of a criminal organization shopping with children in the mall. Even if I get caught peeping at them, there's no need to be so scared, right...?
After calming down a little, Xiaomei began to secretly complain about herself in her heart.
Even though she didn't dare to look back, Xiaomei still pricked up her ears and pretended to be working seriously while secretly listening to the conversation between the three people.
Now, Xiaomei was even more certain that the silver-haired man and the little girl were not Japanese. Although her English was very limited, Xiaomei was still sure that they were speaking English.
It sounded like American English. Xiaomei even had the amusement to guess their accent.
Among the three people in the group, except for the sturdy man wearing sunglasses who occasionally spoke a few words in Japanese, the other two communicated in English throughout the whole process.
Xiaomei couldn't understand what the three people were saying; they were talking very fast. She could only tell from their intonation that the red-haired girl was probably getting angry, as her voice was getting higher and higher.
As for the man with long silver hair?
His voice was as cold as ever, even when directed at such a cute child.
However, it sounded like the little girl was not afraid of that cold-hearted guy at all.
Thinking of this, and recalling how she had just been frightened into a cold sweat by that man's look, Xiaomei couldn't help but curse herself in her heart for being so useless.
After all - the other party is a man who can't even scare a child!
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The ones wearing long black trench coats in the middle of summer were naturally Gin and Vodka. As for that red-haired kid? Her name was Olga, and she was a bottle of genuine liquor, born and raised in the distillery.
Although Gin appeared calm on the surface, he was actually devastated inside——
What on earth is that woman Vermouth doing?!
This wasn't the first time Gin had met Olga. Vermouth had brought this annoying brat to Japan before. Usually, they would stay in Japan for about a week, and after Vermouth finished her business, she would bring the brat back to America.
But that’s not the point!
The point is, this kid used to have a guardian who accompanied him throughout his time. That guardian was also a member of the organization, even a senior member with a code name. What was his name?
——I don’t remember.
Gin never remembers the names of the dead. If it weren't for the rat undercover in the organization who once took care of this annoying kid, he wouldn't even remember that such a rat existed.
So, after Gin shot and killed the traitor who came to Japan alone to "carry out a mission" two days ago, Vermouth, who arrived late with the red-haired imp, put on an expression as if she was waiting for a show.
Did that woman say this at the time?
She held a lit woman's cigarette between her fingers. White smoke slowly rose and then spread, carrying a bitter smell. Vermouth's slightly hoarse voice was hazily mixed in the mist:
"Gin, since you've dealt with the people, then until you find enough people to take over the job, Arthas will be handed over to you."
Recalling the unpleasant things again, Gin's cheek twitched, and he looked at the red-haired kid who was not even as tall as his waist with a fierce look - Olga, code name of the organization - Arthas.
The red-haired kid was now staring at Gin with his emerald eyes wide open without any fear.
Gin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Olga again with a critical look. He still didn't understand why this willful brat who seemed to have nothing to do with her except her looks had a code name.
The kid from the Miyano family, who is about the same age as her but is so outstanding that he is already pursuing a doctorate, has not yet received a code name!
What's so special about her?
"I want to buy that action figure! I want to buy it!!!"
The child's shrill voice interrupted Gin's thoughts. Olga waved her hands, as if trying to express her anger through gestures.
"No way." Gin once again ruthlessly refused.
He glanced sideways at the toy store's glass display. The figurine Olga had wanted—something they said was a limited edition Kamen Rider? It looked hopelessly stupid.
And in terms of price—
Gin's gaze moved slightly downwards and soon stopped at the price tag of the figurine.
"Arthas," Gin said coldly, "I take back your unreasonable request. I can't possibly use the organization's funds to buy you something so stupid."
Although the organization was wealthy, money wasn't meant to be used for such mischief. In fact, having a spendthrift like Vermouth hanging around for decades was already unpleasant enough.
But at least Vermouth's business ability is still good. And this red-haired kid——
Gin glanced at Olga with disdain. This red-haired brat had inherited Vermouth's true skills in squandering money. He had only been in Japan for less than two weeks, and he had already spent enough money to buy another attack helicopter!
"You have to know that everything you have now belongs to the organization."
Gin glanced at the kid who clenched his fists, his cheeks slightly flushed, but pursed his lips, unable to utter a single word. He raised the corners of his mouth in a barely perceptible arc with some satisfaction.
"Arthas, everything you have belongs to the organization. What you should do is contribute to the organization, not unreasonably demand more from it when you have achieved nothing."
If the office workers around him could understand what Gin was saying, they would definitely glare at this unblinking PUA guy under pressure. Unfortunately, Gin was speaking English at a fast pace, so even Vodka couldn't understand every word.
So, everything around was normal, the only thing that changed was Olga's face, which turned red and white.
A gloomy look flashed across her green eyes, a glint that even Gin couldn't catch. But the next second, it was as if nothing had happened, and she sat down on the ground like a truly unreasonable child.
"I won't leave unless you buy it for me!"
Olga announced.
This seems to be a trick that all children use when they are young.
But Gin had never seen this before!
Gin looked at Olga, who was sitting on the ground and acting like a spoiled brat, and felt absurd. Would the organization really give such a brat an official code name? What on earth was the boss thinking?!
Gin had no idea what the boss was thinking. At this moment, Gin just played his part as usual, but he inadvertently said what most parents would say to deal with this situation:
"Then you sit here," he said, turning around mercilessly, "let's go."
The implication is - I don’t want you anymore, I’m going to throw you away.
Vodka looked at Olga and hesitated for a few seconds, then finally turned around and jogged to catch up with Gin who had already walked some distance.
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