Chapter 44 Chapter 44 I like you so much!
But what is said cannot be taken back even if you regret it.
Sure enough, the next second, he saw a look of vigilance on Olga's face.
Amuro Toru clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides. After repeating this several times, he took a step back, leaving room for Olga to leave.
"Go ahead."
He saw Olga look at him deeply again before turning around and walking towards the supermarket entrance with some difficulty and quickening her pace.
Two low-level members of the organization dressed in black wanted to stop her, but were stopped by Amuro Toru.
Facing their scrutinizing gazes behind their sunglasses, Amuro Toru stared at Olga's back and asked her softly, "Do you really... like that couple?"
He saw Olga's back pause, then walk away firmly.
"Yes," she said. "I like them very much. These past six months... I've been very happy."
Amuro Toru moved his lips and finally adjusted his tone, but his voice was still a little tense.
"That's great." He heard his own voice, full of coldness. "If you don't keep your promise, the couple will—"
The threat in the unspoken words is self-evident.
This sentence was said to Olga, and even more so to the two lower-level members of the organization who were supposedly assisting but were actually monitoring them.
Olga didn't answer, but Toru Amuro knew she heard it.
*
All afternoon, Amuro Toru followed Olga from a distance, watching her family drive from the supermarket and into the desolate fishing village. He saw the smiles on their faces, and the warm expressions on the villagers' faces...
Olga is having a great time, Amuro Toru thought. She loves life here.
At that time, Toru Amuro was standing in a secluded place outside the Cornelia family's house, watching the family of three sweeping the snow at the door from a distance.
The happiness in Olga's eyes didn't seem fake.
He leaned against a wooden telephone pole, looking up at the gray sky. His breath condensed into a small mist in the air, which quickly dissipated.
There are white specks falling from the sky.
Toru Amuro reached out to take it, and felt a coolness in his palm.
It's snowing.
He turned back to look at Olga and her "parents." This was the life he had truly hoped Olga could live—away from the organization, ordinary, but happy.
Until now, Amuro Toru's wish has not changed. However... now he has to bring Olga back to the organization and pull her out of this happiness.
Amuro Toru told himself that even if it wasn't him, someone else would come and take Olga away. So, why not let him do it? At least he could respect Olga's ideas to the greatest extent.
But actually…
Amuro Toru lowered his eyes again and smiled self-deprecatingly.
In fact, if he truly tried his best, how could he not help Olga escape the organization? This was a perfect opportunity. He only needed to deal with the two watchers who had followed him, and then help Olga leave the village... It would be difficult for the organization to find her again among the vast sea of 8 billion people in the world.
Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not completely impossible. However...
However, if he really did that, he would completely lose the trust of the organization.
He is an undercover agent, his mission has not been completed yet, and he cannot lose the trust of the organization.
So, Olga can only become a sacrifice again - he must bring Olga back to the organization, no matter what means.
*
"It's snowing, aren't you cold?"
The familiar voice was a little blurry in the distortion of the wind. Amuro Toru turned his head and found that Olga had come to his side without him noticing.
It was already dark. Amuro Toru looked up at the dimly lit streetlights, where the shadows of falling snow swirled and swirled beneath them.
He did not answer Olga's question, but instead asked her: "Can you leave with me?"
Amuro Toru saw Olga lower her head, her hands behind her back, scratching the snow with the toe of her boot. She looked absent-minded, but also extremely irritated. From his angle, he could only see the crimson whorl of hair on her head, unable to judge her specific emotions.
Finally, Olga said, "I have two conditions."
"Oh?" Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows, neither saying yes nor no, just quietly waiting for Olga's next words.
Olga looked up at him and said, "First of all, you must promise that you and your companions will never harm them."
"They" naturally refers to the couple who adopted Olga.
Amuro pulled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile: "Okay."
That couple had been in too much contact with Olga. According to the organization's usual style, they would be silenced as soon as Olga left. In fact, if it was Gin who came this time, he might even ask Olga to kill the couple herself.
But this was Olga's request. Amuro Toru thought, he should meet Olga's request. Although it was a bit troublesome, it was not impossible.
"The second request—"
Amuro Toru thought Olga was looking at him strangely. Perhaps it was because he agreed so readily? He guessed so.
"—I want money."
Amuro Toru didn't answer immediately, but just raised his eyebrows and looked at Olga, waiting for her to continue.
She looked a little reserved, but Toru Amuro felt that this reserve was largely fake.
"Even buying a coal miner requires money, right? Not to mention a teenager like me with all my limbs intact and a normal mind." Olga shrugged, her eyes sincere. "One million dollars—isn't it too much?"
Amuro Toru smiled. He realized that she probably wanted to repay the kind couple.
"Of course, it's not much." One million wasn't even enough for Olga to spend on a typical shopping trip. "You're worth far more than that, Olya."
After saying that, he reached out and rubbed Olga's head out of habit, but later realized that this behavior seemed a bit inappropriate - to Olga now, he was just a stranger. It must be strange for a stranger to touch her head so intimately.
But Olga didn't seem to resist his behavior, or rather, she didn't act as if she was resisting. However, the look Olga gave him made him even more confused, with a hint of inquiry.
Suddenly, Olga hugged his arms and smiled brightly at him: "I like you - Bourbon?"
Toru Amuro was a little stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Olga didn't seem to mind his absent-mindedness. She continued to smile at him with her head tilted, "I think I must have liked you very much before, Bourbon."
She is trying to please me. Amuro closed his eyes. He realized this.
Perhaps out of confusion and helplessness about the unknown place she was about to go, she was trying to please the "first" person from the organization she met.
Amuro Toru bit his lower lip hard. Suddenly, he smiled too. He placed his hand on the back of Olga's head, feeling the soft, cool touch of her hair beneath his palm.
"Actually, you used to prefer calling me 'Zero Zero'."
"Eh? What a strange name. It doesn't sound like English."
“Yeah, that’s how it’s pronounced in Japanese.”
"Did I actually speak Japanese before?"
"Yeah, you really like memorizing words."
…
*
Cornelia, no, now she should be called Olga. She followed Amuro Toru and left the small fishing village where she had lived for half a year.
She placed the bank card containing one million US dollars on the dining table in the living room of that house, along with a non-sentimental farewell letter that she had written with great effort.
Olga left under the cover of night, and Sarah and Finn would see the letter early tomorrow morning.
Will they miss me? Olga sat in the back seat of the car, and even after the car had driven far away, she still tried to look through the window to find something behind her.
Yes... they will miss me.
She gave up looking for the small building that was no longer visible and sat back in her chair.
However, she didn't want them to miss her. Olga looked at Amuro Toru in the front driver's seat, where a few strands of golden hair were sticking up to the side, defying gravity.
Missing someone makes people sad. She didn't want Sarah and Finn to feel sad for her, so she tried to write a farewell letter that was light-hearted and nonchalant, and she refused to say goodbye to them in person.
"Where are the other two people?" Olga did not see the two men in black who followed Amuro Toru in the morning in the car.
Toru Amuro answered calmly: "Maybe there was something else." They would never appear again, and the organization would never know that the couple who had been with Arthas for half a year was still alive.
*
Olga and Toru Amuro left Alaska in a low-key way - by commercial aircraft.
While checking in, Olga saw her passport—"Olga Alsace Kriss," that was her name. There was indeed a photo of her on the front page of the passport.
If this passport is genuine, she is already thirteen years old.
She stood on tiptoe again to look at Amuro Toru's passport, but unfortunately she was not tall enough and Amuro Toru had already folded and put the passport away.
"I remember that if you are under 18 years old, you need to be accompanied by a guardian or have a guardian's authorization when flying?"
The two of them didn't have much luggage, and Amuro Toru was walking in front, pushing a single box filled with Alaskan specialties—Olga's own. Olga followed him closely, talking all the time.
Maybe talking can relieve tension, Amuro Toru thought.
"Um."
Olga leaned in front of Amuro Toru: "So you are mine--"
"Guardian." Amuro Toru helped her complete the sentence.
Olga's face showed an expression as if she had been struck by lightning, and she stumbled and said, "So, you, you are my father?"
Toru Amuro: "..."
Amuro Toru freed a hand and ruffled Olga's long hair: "No. Do we look alike?"
"That's right." Olga held her head and moved away from Amuro, trying to straighten her hair. "It's obvious that we are not biological children."
After a while, Olga came closer to Olga again and asked, "Who are you to me?"
At that time, the two were already checking in and boarding the plane. Amuro Toru replied briefly, "Guardian."
Olga ignored the ticket inspector's eye roll and chased after Amuro Toru, asking him, "Are we not related at all?"
Amuro Toru glanced at her: "What do you think?"
Olga pursed her lips and fell silent. Amuro Toru felt that she was a little disappointed, perhaps because of some strange fledgling complex.
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