Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Liar Zero



Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Liar Zero

Considering her hair color after the disguise, Olga said, "That blond man is my...brother."

The black-haired girl still looked a little hesitant, but not as wary as she had been at the beginning.

Olga continued, a look of dejection on her face. "Actually, my brother left home a long time ago. I just happened to run into him at the station today and secretly followed him all the way here."

Olga's words seemed to touch the heart of the little black-haired girl. She was a little bewildered and tried to comfort Olga, who lowered her head.

"Don't cry, please. I just ran into my brother unexpectedly and got scolded by him for no apparent reason."

Olga raised her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "Is that long-haired man your brother?"

The black-haired girl nodded.

Olga asked again: "Now, can you tell me your name?"

In the eyes of the little black-haired girl, the beautiful blonde girl next to her looked weak and helpless, and she looked timid, as if she was afraid of making her unhappy. Even her tone when asking questions was crisp.

She couldn't bear to see someone like that, especially a girl who looked about the same age as her, crying like that. Although she was indeed a little taller than her.

So this time, the black-haired girl said without hesitation, "My name is Sera Masumi."

"Oh~" Olga curled her lips slightly, "But my brother said your last name isn't 'Sera'."

It must be said that Olga's appearance is quite deceptive. It significantly lowers others' vigilance while also stimulating a protective instinct. Even when facing children who are a head shorter than her, she manages to act with no emotional burden.

"Actually, it's because I took my mother's last name instead of 'Akai' like my father."

Sera Masumi stopped crying in front of Olga. She put her hands behind her head like a tomboy, looked in the direction her brother left, and said in a nonchalant manner:

"Come to think of it, the three siblings in our family all have different surnames!"

"Hey~ that sounds cool. Unlike my family, where everyone has the same last name."

"That's because our family situation is a bit special. Alas, it's hard to tell you the details. Anyway, all you need to know is that since your brother and Xiu-ge are colleagues, they must be doing something great, so don't be too sad. Be proud of your brother! Just like me!"

As he spoke, Sera Masumi patted his chest and smiled foolishly at Olga, revealing a small canine tooth.

"Pfft..." Olga finally burst into laughter.

It's really not difficult to deceive children.

*

Sera Masumi asked Olga to go home with him, and Olga agreed. Along the way, Olga got a lot of information out of the silly kid.

It was obvious that Sera Masumi was much more alert than the average child. Unfortunately, she met Olga.

After getting the information, Olga began to feel that it was meaningless, so she used the method of fooling Sera Masumi to fool her all the way. It was not until Sera Masumi happily waved goodbye to her and got out of the car that she rubbed her face, which had become a little stiff from smiling.

Olga naturally didn't need to take the tram anywhere, so she got off at the next stop. After a phone call, a member of the organization drove to the station to pick her up.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Olga supported her head with one hand and looked at the street scenes passing by outside the window, while thinking about Moroboshi Dai, that is, "Akai Moumou" whose name seemed to contain the word "Xiu".

An undercover agent.

Should we kill him?

Tsk, the key is whether the boss will believe her.

If I had known this earlier, I would have brought a recorder with me when I went out.

*

"Have you heard of Akai——"

Before she finished speaking, Olga saw Vermouth's expression change. Then she knew she had asked the right person.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Vermouth's brow furrowed slightly, her fingertips fidgeting with an unlit cigarette. It seemed the word "Akai" was a taboo to her.

Olga glanced at her, then casually looked away. "I just thought the last name 'Akai' sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember it right away."

As soon as Olga finished speaking, she heard Vermouth sneer. She turned her head to look at Vermouth, only to see a hint of undisguised sarcasm on her lips.

"It happened thirteen years ago. It's normal that you don't know."

Thirteen years ago?

Olga was just born then. But...

When talking about thirteen years ago, the core members of the organization would think of only one thing——

"Rum?"

She looked at Vermouth's expression and knew she was right.

After a moment of hesitation, Olga came up with an even crazier guess: "Is it that 'Akai' who blinded Rum's eyes?"

Vermouth didn't say anything, only raised an eyebrow. Olga knew that this was her tacit agreement.

Olga was stunned, her lips opening but no words coming out. This news was a bit too explosive. Even though she hated Rum, but... it was Rum!

After a long while, Olga asked a question that even she felt was a bit silly: "So what about 'Akai' now——?"

Olga regretted the moment she asked. What fate awaited those who offended Rum? Even if she had the upper hand and blinded Rum's eye, she would surely be targeted by a global shark chase afterward.

Thirteen years have passed, and the grass on the grave of "Akagi" must be very tall.

Unexpectedly, Vermouth said: "Akai Mumu is missing, and the organization is looking for him."

Her tone didn't sound very good, but it was obvious that she wasn't standing up for Rum.

Olga couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Do you have a personal grudge with Akai Wuwu?"

There weren't many people that Vermouth could mention with such obvious disgust. She remembered the last one was... Elena Miyano.

So - Olga had a bolder guess - Akai Tsutomu and the Miyano family might have a deeper connection.

Vermouth just snorted. She threw the crumpled cigarette in her hand into the trash can, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"If you have nothing to do, go back to your room and behave yourself for the next few days. Also, don't mention that man in front of Rum."

"That man" naturally refers to Akai Tsutomu.

"knew."

Olga stretched and stood up from the sofa. She looked out through the huge French windows. The night of Tokyo was shrouded in a hazy rain curtain, and the brilliant lights were blurred, forming circles of light.

It's raining.

*

Early the next morning, when Olga was still asleep, she was awakened by a sudden phone call.

Olga frowned and picked up the phone. She opened her eyes and looked at the caller ID. It was Bourbon.

Olga's slow brain went blank for two seconds, and then she came to her senses - it was time for Amuro Toru to check on her every day.

It was 9:00 AM Tokyo time, which was 7:00 PM New York time. Olga was furious about getting up, but she couldn't take it out on Toru Amuro—she hadn't told him she was in Japan, so it made sense for him to call her at this time in New York.

Olga rested her arm on her forehead and let the phone ring for a while before answering it.

"Good evening."

Olga's voice didn't sound hoarse at all, unlike the one she'd just woken up from. Instead, it sounded more energetic at night. Of course, her face was still hazy with sleep, and even her eyes weren't fully open.

Olga didn't intend to let Toru Amuro know that she was in Japan.

Toru Amuro simply asked some questions about studies, life and the like, and Olga answered them all in the routine manner.

Olga felt that their current relationship was very strange. She had clearly stated countless times that she hated him, but Amuro Toru's attitude towards her had not changed at all!

Of course, she herself was also... If it was such an annoying thing, she could just ignore it, so why did she have to talk to him so much?

But Olga said it anyway. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Everything is going well at school. The professors really liked your paper. ...By the way, as for that competition in Milan, as usual, you won first prize."

As usual, Toru Amuro praised Olga, and then tried to persuade her to study and advised her to do her homework on her own.

"It's impossible for me to write it myself," Olga said, covering her face with her free hand and rubbing her heavy eyelids. "I'm illiterate."

Toru Amuro: "..."

On the other end of the line, Amuro Toru was noticeably silent for a moment. Olga's mind wandered as she began to wonder what kind of inspirational words he would use to encourage her.

At the same time, once it became quiet, Olga could hear a slightly noisy voice coming from Amuro Toru's side. It seemed like they were chatting very enthusiastically, and there were at least three other people besides him.

"Where are you?"

Olga finally opened her eyes and sat up in bed.

Amuro Toru paused for a rare moment before answering, "I'm on a mission."

"Oh - really." Olga's expression turned cold.

Liar. That wasn't Rye or Scotland's voice at all.

This time, it was Toru Amuro who, in a rare move, was the first to end the call: "Well, study hard, eat well, and be a good boy. I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up first."

"Okay." Olga said with a gloomy face and a relaxed tone that was completely inconsistent with her expression, "Bye."

The phone call ended, but Olga couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Although it was a cloudy day, which was perfect for sleeping, she just couldn't fall asleep.

After sitting quietly on the bed for a while longer, Olga checked her phone's location. The dot representing Toru Amuro's location was in Shibuya.

*

Olga felt that her brain might be broken - otherwise why would she do something like following Amuro Toru in the cold wind early in the morning?

It was an alley surrounded by several three- and five-story houses. The walls of the buildings were gray and looked somewhat desolate. With Olga's limited knowledge of Japan, she couldn't tell whether it was a factory or an apartment building.

Olga was in such a hurry to leave that she didn't even have time to disguise herself. Luckily, there were quite a few onlookers gathered, so Olga only needed to pull on the hood of her sweatshirt to hide her most conspicuous hair color and easily blend in with the crowd...

Well, no.

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