Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Furuya? What does it have to do with me, Amuro? ...
Gin is one of the people on the public security's key focus list, and his danger level is extremely high.
Furiya Rei's mind raced, trying to figure out how to address the topic of "Zero." But Olga was the first to speak: "It's my hamster."
"What?"
Not only Gin was confused, but Rei Furuya was also very confused at this moment. He looked at Olga, only to see Olga turned around and waved the hamster in her hand towards Gin. The hamster was tied with a leash.
Is this... walking a hamster?
Somehow, the initial nervous feeling gradually subsided.
As expected, this is something she would do... The moment her rationality returned, Fūya Rei couldn't help but laugh at the scene in her heart.
"I remember your mouse's name is 'Sixteen'." Gin was obviously not satisfied with Olga's statement.
"But now it's called 'Zero Zero'."
Olga ignored Gin's suspicion and walked down the stairs. She placed the hamster on the ground and started walking it. During the whole process, she didn't even glance at Furuya Rei, as if she didn't know him.
"I suddenly remembered that the rat numbers at home started with 'one'. This is too imprecise, so 'Sixteen' is now officially renamed 'Zero Zero'."
Gin didn't know whether he accepted Olga's statement, but he didn't dwell on it too much.
After walking down the stairs, Gin stopped a few steps in front of Rei Furuya, and looked him up and down with a cold and critical gaze.
Furiya Rei suppressed his reflexive urge to attack and calmly let Gin look at him.
Finally, Gin snorted and turned to Olga, saying, "Come here and meet your new guardian—stop playing with your ugly rat!"
"Oh, you are so rude," Olga bent down and took the hamster in her hand, "I carefully selected this hamster before buying it."
Gin snorted again. That's right, a rat worth $150,000! Gin didn't understand why a rat was so expensive, and of course, he didn't want to understand.
This troublesome little money-eating beast!
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Olga came up to Rei Furuya, looked him over with her eyes rolling around, and then extended her hand to him: "Hello, I'm Arthas."
Furuya Rei maintained a very friendly smile on his face and held her hand: "Nice to meet you. My name is - Amuro Toru."
Olga looked at him, and the smile on her face deepened a little: "I like you. I hope you can live longer and not be killed by Gin so easily like the previous one."
Amuro Toru's smile faltered. Was this... a friendly reminder? Or—a warning?
Olga did not let go of Amuro Toru's hand immediately. Instead, she held it for a long time, smiled and said "Good luck" to him, then turned around and went upstairs with her hamster.
So, only Toru Amuro and Gin were left in the hall.
Gin looked at Amuro Toru with a scrutinizing gaze again, and Amuro Toru was also observing him calmly.
In the end, what Toru Amuro didn't expect was that Gin actually left without hesitation after saying "Good luck" with a rather gloating tone.
The door was closed, and Amuro Toru was the only one left in the hall again. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the second floor.
The Black Organization specifically arranged a guardian for Olga, no, Arthas, and the difficulty of obtaining this "guardian" position was extremely harsh. This undoubtedly proved Arthas's importance to the organization.
But... since she is so important, why would Gin leave so casually?
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The room the organization arranged for Toru Amuro was right next to Olga's, probably to make it easier for him to monitor Olga.
Toru Amuro knew that they would not stay here for long, but he still left the room and began to "wander" around the villa to observe the situation.
As he passed Olga's door, he couldn't help but glance at the quaint red wooden door. The room was very quiet, without a sound. He wondered what she was doing.
Later, on his way back to his room, Toru Amuro met a low-level member of the organization who was pushing a food cart to deliver food.
"Is this for O-Arthas?" Amuro Toru asked gently.
But the person delivering the food visibly trembled as if he had heard some horror story. Then he lowered his head and replied very quickly, "It's for that person... Of course! And your dinner is here too."
Amuro Toru was stunned by the man's behavior. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Why don't you give me the dinner and I'll take it to her."
Seeing that the man seemed to be still hesitant, Amuro Toru added: "After all, I am Arthas's guardian now, and delivering food to her is what I should do."
Then, Toru Amuro saw that the man opposite him was obviously relieved, thanked him, and ran away in a hurry. Toru Amuro wanted to ask him something else but it was too late.
Is the organized Arthas really that scary?
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When Toru Amuro opened the door, he saw Olga lying on the bed playing games on her mobile phone. The blackout curtains blocked out all the sunlight, and there was only a bedside lamp on in the room.
"It's time for dinner." Toru Amuro fumbled and pressed the switch on the wall, and the whole room suddenly became bright.
“Tsk.”
Olga, however, covered her eyes with her forearm as if she was very unhappy. After Amuro Toru had placed the dishes from the food cart on the table, she moved her arm away, threw her cell phone casually on the pillow, and then jumped off the bed.
Toru Amuro could clearly see that Olga's nose wrinkled after she glanced at the food on the table.
Olga folded her arms and sat down on the chair: "I don't want to eat it, you can take it away."
Toru Amuro didn't think the food was that hard to swallow, but he did have some understanding of Olga's picky eating habits.
He advised: "You should eat at least a little, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach. I heard that you didn't eat lunch either."
Olga stopped talking and just sat cross-legged on the chair, looking at Amuro Toru quietly.
Just when Toru Amuro couldn't help but start to wonder if he had just said something wrong, he saw the child suddenly laugh.
"Oh, if I didn't know what kind of person you are, I would have almost thought you had a crush on me. You actually followed me all the way here."
Amuro Toru decided to ignore the kid's frequent shocking remarks and turned the topic to a normal direction: "Oh? What kind of person am I?"
As he spoke, he set the tableware in front of Olga.
Olga rattled off a string of negative adjectives without taking a breath.
Amuro Toru didn't seem angry when he heard this. He waited patiently until she ran out of words, then pushed the bowl of rice towards her: "It's not Western food today, but it's nice to change the taste occasionally."
Olga glared at Amuro Toru like a pufferfish: "Is that so? Anyway, I was scolding 'Zero Zero', what does it have to do with you, Amuro Toru."
As if he had just realized something, Amuro Toru said "Oh" exaggeratedly: "So that's what you mean."
"Who you are has nothing to do with me." Olga turned her head away.
Amuro Toru patiently explained with a half-truthful excuse he made up, "My nickname is indeed 'Zero'. It was you who assumed my nickname was 'Zero' after hearing my friends call me that."
Olga: “…”
"Besides, in Japanese, '透' means nothing, which is similar to '零' in some ways. So, it's not wrong for you to call me '零'."
“…I can’t argue with you!”
Amuro Toru shrugged and handed the chopsticks to Olga. "Besides, you didn't tell me your real name either, right? So we're even. Okay, let's eat."
Olga refused to take the chopsticks: "I always feel like you are coaxing a child."
Isn't this just coaxing a child? Although he grew up as a child in the Black Organization, Amuro Toru is still very naive now, thinking that no matter what, at least the child is innocent.
A long time from now, Amuro Toru would deeply regret his thoughts at that moment. Even for a child... one shouldn't let down one's guard by showing sympathy.
Olga pouted unhappily but still refused to take the chopsticks.
"Can't you use chopsticks?" Amuro Toru teased her deliberately.
As Toru Amuro had expected, Olga glared at him harmlessly and snatched the chopsticks from his hand.
Then, she found a rubber band from somewhere and tied the ends of the two chopsticks together with the rubber band under Amuro Toru's trembling gaze.
Then...Olga used the "modified" chopsticks to pick up the dishes one by one as nimbly as if using tweezers, as if to show off her chopstick skills to Amuro Toru.
Toru Amuro: "..."
Toru Amuro held his forehead with one hand, lowered his head and smiled secretly.
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