Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Congratulations, Bourbon
Afterwards, Toru Amuro took Olga and drove away before the chaotic crowd spread to this place.
Compared to Amuro Toru's silence, Olga seemed very excited. Even after the car had driven far away, she kept looking back, trying to see the explosion scene through the rear windshield.
How much explosives did this take? It would have been even better if there was a fire! Too bad, now there's only smoke.
Olga excitedly tried to make some grand speech about the explosion, but the moment she turned her head, she saw the profile of Amuro Toru with his lips tightly pursed, and the muscles in his jaw were tense.
This is……
Olga has never been very sensitive to people's expressions and emotions. She judges people's expressions by applying formulas, for example, raised eyebrows + wide eyes + slightly open mouth = surprise.
But formulas are not omnipotent. At least she couldn't immediately judge Amuro Toru's emotions at the moment.
Olga simply opened her mouth, but ultimately suppressed her passion for explosions and flames. Based on a more metaphysical intuition, she felt it would be best not to share this hobby with Amuro Toru.
*
For the rest of the day, Toru Amuro looked dazed, and was absent-minded.
For example, at this moment——
"Zero?" Olga quickly grabbed Amuro Toru's hand to stop him from pouring juice into the cup. "It's going to burst out!"
Amuro Toru seemed to come to his senses at this moment: "Ah, sorry."
He put away the juice bottle and began to help Olga set the table. However...Olga frowned at the fork that was tilted a full two degrees from usual.
Lingling is indeed worried, Olga thought.
Is it because of the explosion this afternoon?
Olga looked at Amuro Toru, who seemed to be still immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice Olga's gaze at all.
This is Zero Zero! He won't be frightened by the explosion, right?
Is that because of today's mission?
Olga was still puzzled.
At this moment, Olga and Amuro Toru's phones rang almost at the same time. Olga muttered and picked up the phone from the table.
The moment she saw the email on the screen, Olga's expression changed. First, her face was blank, and then she was obviously happy.
Olga knelt on a chair and moved closer to Amuro Toru. As expected, on Amuro Toru's phone was an email with content almost identical to the one she had just received.
"Congratulations to our Zero Zero!" Olga jumped up and hugged Amuro Toru, "No, congratulations to you - Bourbon!"
Being able to obtain a code name, it seems that the mission that Toru Amuro is carrying out today is not only difficult but also very important. After all, from the time he first came into contact with the organization, to officially joining the organization, to now, it has actually only been a little over a month.
Amuro Toru caught Olga with his free hand: "Well, thank you."
Something's wrong, something's very wrong! This was Olga's only thought at the moment. She saw Amuro Toru smile, but it didn't seem genuine. Or rather, it was a little too bland.
Is it because you expected to get a code name from the beginning, so you weren't particularly surprised?
"Lingling, are you unhappy?" Olga leaned back a little, holding Amuro Toru's face with both hands and looking at it carefully. His skin was a little cold.
"Why wouldn't you be happy?" Amuro Toru still maintained a smile on his face. He put Olga back on the chair, picked up the fork and handed it to her, "Eat first."
"...Oh." Olga looked at Amuro Toru in confusion again, then took the fork and started eating dinner.
*
The dinner was very quiet, and Olga felt that this silence made her uncomfortable and irritated. She secretly glanced at Amuro Toru, who seemed to be eating very seriously.
But it still feels weird...
"Why don't we watch TV?" Olga suggested. She couldn't understand the Japanese channels at all, not even the words on the remote control. But Amuro Toru could understand.
Of course, Toru Amuro would not refuse Olga. He pressed the switch on the remote control and turned on the TV in the manor, which neither Olga nor he had ever used.
Perhaps it was because someone had used this TV to watch the news before, so the news channel was displayed when the TV was turned on.
Olga didn't understand what the host said, but she understood the picture - the TV screen was showing a building with black smoke coming out of it, and a group of police officers in explosion-proof suits downstairs.
"It's the building we saw before." Olga looked at Amuro Toru, but saw that his brows were tightly furrowed and his eyes were fixed on the TV screen.
As the host continued to announce in a serious tone, even the fork in his hand was slightly bent by the force of his knuckles.
Olga opened her mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say.
She turned her gaze back to the television.
Given the scale of the explosion, it was almost certain to make the news. But what was so special about it? Olga couldn't figure it out.
First, we must rule out any connection between this explosion and the organization.
Olga rested her head on one hand, not eating, staring at the TV screen, watching news she didn't understand. She twirled her fork in her other hand, her thoughts wandering.
Since Gin wasn't in Tokyo these past two days, the explosion probably had nothing to do with the organization. So—
Could it be because there were too many casualties in the explosion? Olga remembered that Amuro Toru was a kind and good person. This was her judgment from the beginning, and she should not have ignored this fact just because he joined the organization.
But it would be strange if there were no casualties from such a massive explosion. If you wanted to grieve for the innocent dead and injured, you should have started this afternoon, not now.
Wait a minute—was Lingling's expression just now sad?
Olga turned her gaze to Amuro Toru again.
He was looking down at his phone. From Olga's perspective, his bangs covered his eyes, so Olga couldn't see his face clearly.
Then--
“Pah.”
It seemed that Toru Amuro didn't hold the phone firmly, and his phone fell to the ground, making a crisp sound when it hit the marble floor.
"...Zero Zero?" Olga widened her eyes slightly.
Amuro Toru quickly leaned over to pick up the phone. Olga could clearly see a crack on the screen.
Hagiwara Kenji...
...sacrificed.
When he looked up again, Amuro Toru had the kind of smile that Olga was most familiar with on his face.
Olga had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but before she could ask them, Amuro Toru smiled at her and said, "Eat quickly. If you leave it out for a while longer, it won't taste good."
Al blinked.
Amuro Toru's tone was undoubtedly gentle, and his expression impeccable. No matter how Olga analyzed it, she couldn't find anything wrong.
"Are you really okay?" Olga confirmed again suspiciously.
"Of course." Amuro Toru still smiled.
*
Olga wasn't good at reading people's expressions; she often resorted to applying formulas to her analysis. Afterward, Amuro Toru's expression and body language showed no flaws, so Olga believed his words, "It's okay."
As for those feelings of disharmony before?
Olga felt that there were many possible reasons, including that Zero was actually very happy after obtaining the organization's code name, but was pretending to be calm.
It is common sense to infer that a person who deliberately wants to join an organization will be happy to get an official code name.
In short, Olga did not delve into the matter any further. After dinner, she said good night to Amuro Toru and went back to her room alone.
*
At about eleven o'clock, Olga secretly opened the door a crack, and after confirming that no one was there, she slipped out of the room.
This manor has a large underground wine cellar with a rich collection of wine. If she hadn't reached the drinking age of 21, she would have come here openly a long time ago.
Olga searched the wine cellar for a long time before she found a bottle of bourbon whiskey that she remembered was collected by a member of the organization and stored there.
Olga had never drunk bourbon, or even alcoholic beverages, but that didn't stop her from standing on tiptoe and taking the bottle of bourbon off the shelf.
The bottle of this wine is very beautiful and exquisite. Olga doesn't know how to taste wine, but she thinks this bottle is very good.
She raised the bottle and carefully looked at the golden wine in the bottle, which was as bright as honey, through the dim light in the wine cellar, and raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.
*
At half past eleven, Olga knocked gently on the door of Toru Amuro's room with the bottle of bourbon.
"Zero Zero?"
No response.
The door was not locked, so Olga didn't think much about it and just pressed the handle and pushed the door open.
There were no lights on in the room.
Are you asleep?
Olga was considering whether to leave when her eyes fell on Amuro Toru.
Instead of sleeping, he sat on the corner of the bed with his knees bent, his head lowered and his forehead resting on his knees.
This is a defensive posture.
"...Olia?" As if sensing his gaze, Amuro Toru slowly raised his head.
The upper eyelids droop, the eyes are dull, and the corners of the mouth are slightly drooped... This is a typical "sad" expression that humans will make in the most natural state.
Olga finally confirmed that Amuro Toru was sad.
Then, the muscles in Toru Amuro's face began to move. In just a second, Olga watched as his expression transformed into a typical "happy" one, including all the characteristics and details of a genuine smile.
Did he realize that she needed these details and characteristics to judge people's emotions?
No, it's impossible.
Olga's calm mind immediately came to the conclusion - this is what people do when they want to hide their true emotions, but Amuro Toru's acting skills are better than most people.
But……
Olga was unhappy with the conclusion that Amuro Toru had to hide his true feelings from her.
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