Chapter 47 Chapter 47 We Have to Hate Each Other
Toru Amuro stayed at home and helped Olga "complete" her homework paper, which was basically just an abstract.
In truth, if it weren't for the fact that Olga was already a university student... and had brought Mukura with her, Amuro Toru would never have allowed her to go out on her own. For years, he'd been the one to pick her up and drop her off wherever she went. Even if he truly didn't have the time, he'd arrange for someone else to act as driver.
Toru Amuro could feel that Olga did remember some things from the past - her style of behavior was very similar to the image of the "little madman" and "little devil" that had been rumored in the organization.
She really didn't remember anything about him—Olga seemed strange when she was with him, although she tried her best to hide this strangeness. However, after losing an experience, some things would eventually become different.
*
Olga came back around 4 or 5 in the afternoon. She seemed to have accidentally touched the alarm connected to the door, causing the alarm to sound throughout the house.
Toru Amuro came out of the study, turned off the alarm first, and then went to the first floor door.
It was raining heavily in New York today. Olga hadn't made a habit of carrying an umbrella, even after Amuro Toru repeatedly told her to. So, she looked completely soaked, like a poor drowned rat.
Amuro Toru frowned, went to the laundry room on the first floor to get a dried bath towel, covered Olga's head with it, and then began to help her wipe her wet long hair.
Olga looked a little dazed, standing there swaying like a penguin. Ren Amuro Toru helped her wipe her hair until it was half dry. Then she muttered something and wanted to walk towards the living room.
It was only then that Toru Amuro realized that Olga's eyes looked a little hazy, and the slight moisture in them was definitely not due to the heavy rain outside.
She also walked like a penguin, crookedly.
"Olia."
"--Um?"
Olga's mumbled tone dragged on for an eternity, and even the mere movement of turning her head seemed to be played in infinite slow motion. She looked dazed, and suddenly she stumbled, nearly falling.
In order to prevent Olga's forehead from coming into close contact with the corner of the table, Toru Amuro quickly stepped forward and caught her.
At this moment, the smell of rain brought by Olga from outside gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint smell of alcohol.
"Have you been drinking?" Amuro Toru was a little incredulous.
Olga lay on his arm, looked up at him and laughed: "Drink it!"
"You—" Amuro Toru felt like he should say something, like that children under 21 shouldn't drink alcohol. Unfortunately, Olga was clearly unreasonable at the moment.
So he could only sigh, put Olga on the sofa, take off her wet coat, and find the thickest quilt to wrap her up.
Olga didn't cooperate, and was obviously resisting being wrapped like a dumpling. But fortunately, her resistance was futile, and Amuro Toru finally managed to wrap her like a sushi roll after some effort.
Looking at the protesting Olga, Toru Amuro began to think, should he call Vermouth and ask her to change Olga into dry clothes?
Forget it... It's obvious that Vermouth is not good at taking care of children.
"I'm going to find some hangover medicine. You stay here and don't run around."
Amuro Toru initially thought he would be very angry, but after seeing Olga, his initial anger quickly subsided. He accepted the fact that Olga had been drinking and skillfully began to think about the aftermath plan.
He felt that he should have been more aggressive. Overindulging a child is not good for their growth.
Amuro Toru was about to leave when Olga reached out from under the layers of quilts and grabbed him: "No - don't -"
"What?"
Olga sat up from her cocoon and said seriously, "Okay, now you should start educating me!"
Toru Amuro: "..."
Olga stared at Amuro Toru with hazy eyes. After a long while, Amuro Toru said helplessly: "You can't drink if you are under 21."
This didn't sound like a scolding at all, but Olga nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "I was wrong!"
Toru Amuro: "..."
Sure enough, there is no point in reasoning with a drunk person.
"Okay, so you don't have a hangover and headache tomorrow, I'm going to go find some medicine now. Let go, Olya."
"...Oh!" Olga pouted, but still obediently let go of Amuro Toru's hand.
*
Toru Amuro watched Olga take the hangover medicine, then took the glass of water from her.
Olga seemed too quiet again. She leaned against the sofa with a listless look on her face, staring at Amuro Toru with her lifeless green eyes. Wherever he went, her gaze followed him.
After a while, Olga suddenly waved to Amuro Toru mysteriously: "Come here."
Amuro Toru raised an eyebrow. But seeing Olga's mysterious expression, he leaned forward as she wished.
"Actually, the wine tastes terrible." Olga's tone sounded as if she had discovered some unsolved mystery.
Because she leaned forward slightly, in order to avoid falling to the ground, she put her arms around Amuro Toru's neck.
Amuro Toru was so amused that he said, "Then don't drink anymore in the future."
Unexpectedly, Olga shook her head and said seriously, "No."
"Um?"
She distanced herself from Amuro Toru, leaning back on the sofa with her head raised. “It would be great if someone could turn wine into pills.”
Amuro Toru felt something was wrong.
If, the next second, he heard Olga continue: "Hate rainy days, my whole body aches when it rains. My arms, my heart..."
Alcohol is an excellent sedative and can trick the brain into making pain "go away."
With every word Olga spoke, Amuro Toru's heart sank. In the end, he could only lower his eyes and bite his lower lip tightly.
Olga just looked at him, watching his mood gradually decline, yet he kept talking. She felt as if her reason and actions were cut off, and the rational part of her was watching all this with cold eyes.
She did it on purpose. She was deliberately trying to provoke Toru Amuro. She thought it was very interesting and fun.
Olga was drunk, but not completely drunk. She had learned from Vermouth a few days ago what happened before she lost her memory. Of course, what Vermouth told her was only the truth that Vermouth believed to be true.
Relying on her understanding of herself, Olga easily pieced together the real truth from the confusing information - whether it was the three newcomers or Toru Amuro, they were all undercover agents.
This conclusion may sound too absurd, but Olga never minds the absurd truth.
What she couldn't figure out was why she wanted to protect Toru Amuro at that time?
Maybe just for fun?
At that time, she allowed the messages that the four people sent to the outside world to be successfully delivered, which increased the probability of her getting into trouble - yes, Olga hoped that something would happen to her from the very beginning.
Amuro Toru didn't know the other three were undercover agents. Therefore, if anything happened to Olga, he would only think that it was because of the information he and Morobushi Kagemitsu had given him.
He would think that he had harmed Olga.
But what was the truth? Who had leaked the information that caused all this? ... Even Olga herself couldn't explain it. It was a mess, a mess she hadn't intended to settle from the beginning.
Anyway, as long as Toru Amuro feels sad and painful in the end, that's enough.
She just loves to torture those who care about her. She doesn't care if she actually dies.
Do you care...?
Olga blinked and suddenly felt a little bored.
"Hey, Bourbon." She finally got rid of the constraints of the thick bedding and rested her head on the armrest of the sofa with one hand.
It seemed that it was because of Olga's call that Toru Amuro finally came back to his senses from his endless self-blame and memories.
He looked towards Olga, only to see that she was also looking at him with a curious look.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Olga asked sincerely, "We are not even related."
This was something she would never be able to understand from a human emotional perspective.
Amuro Toru opened his lips but said nothing. Finally, he just touched Olga's head with his warm palm.
Olga felt confused and frustrated. She rubbed her cold cheeks and said, "Really? If this keeps going on, I'm going to think you have a crush on me."
Toru Amuro: "..."
Olga pulled the quilt, turned over on the sofa, found a good position to face inward, closed her eyes and planned to succumb to sleep.
Before her consciousness completely faded, she whispered, "Since I hate you so much, you should hate me too. That's all."
*
Before the date that Amuro Toru had scheduled for Olga to go to the hospital for a check-up, Olga had already gone to the hospital.
That day, Toru Amuro was revising the format of the references in his paper when his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, we are calling because you are the emergency contact in Olga Chris's phone."
…
In short, Olga had crashed her car into a road divider and was taken to the hospital. She wasn't seriously injured at the moment, but a guardian had to be present immediately.
When he heard that Olga had been in a car accident, Toru Amuro's heart skipped a beat.
After listening to the entire phone call, Amuro Toru's eyes went dark.
Amuro Toru didn't know whether it was the fact that Olga was driving that was outrageous, or the fact that she actually drove into the isolation pier that was outrageous...
These things all sounded so magical, but Amuro Toru didn't think it was impossible for Olga to do it now.
He sighed and headed towards the garage, intending to go to the hospital first to check the situation. Then -
Looking at the empty garage, Toru Amuro felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart - as expected, he asked where the car that was causing trouble for Olga came from, it turned out to be his car...
Toru Amuro wiped his face, put on his helmet resignedly, and rode his motorcycle to the hospital.
*
After arriving at the hospital, Toru Amuro first met with the police. The police told him that a court summons was inevitable, and although Olga was still a minor and shouldn't be a big problem, it would be best to find a lawyer first.
Then, the doctor told Amuro Toru: "The skin injuries caused by the car accident will probably heal in half a month, but——"
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