The white-haired young man with scars all over his body was lying in a pool of blood, even his breathing was intermittent, as if just one more blow from the whip would easily take his life.

The pale face was not only stained with blood, but also with a sickly flush. Pain was transmitted through the eyebrows and eyes, but after opening his eyes, his soul forced it back into his body.

The bloody eye was covered with a layer of mist, which dissipated under the harsh white light that was enough to make people's eyes hurt, and the right eye was narrowed uncontrollably, looking at him, looking at him...

"Speak up." Gin's disdainful voice came from the side, "Bourbon, didn't you say you would teach me? Show me."

"Because of Liqueur's betrayal, you, a junior, have been implicated and excluded from power for so long. You must be feeling resentful, right? This is a good opportunity to vent it out."

Gin's boots stepped on the blood, making a crisp sound, as if urging him to take action.

Furiya Ling still didn't move, and the silver-haired killer continued, "It doesn't really matter whether we can get any information out of him. We can still have other options if we just take the information."

"So, Bourbon, do it, like this—"

As if being controlled, there was a sound of breaking wind and a sharp whistle coming from nowhere, and my arm seemed to feel resistance that prevented it from moving downward.

“Pah—”

The white-haired young man's body trembled uncontrollably in pain, and it seemed that even his muscles were reflexively trying to avoid the punishment. However, he was held tightly in place, and his white eyelashes fluttered violently, like the last struggle of a dying butterfly.

But he still made no sound and remained quiet. Even his brief moments of clarity were filled with a cold refusal to cooperate.

The squinted eyes looked at Furuya Rei, without any emotion in them, and it was even impossible to tell which personality was controlling the body at the moment.

"Speak now, isn't this an interrogation?"

Gin's urging was still ringing in his ears, and the obsession of not revealing himself became Furuya Rei's only choice.

He held up the short whip and faced his senior, as if he had lost his soul. He put on his most familiar and skilled mask of mysticism and said with a fake smile, "It's true, but it doesn't make much sense, right?"

He took a step forward and switched the whip to another hand. In order to hide his trembling, he quickly stretched out his free hand and pinched Liqueur's chin hard.

The slightly sticky and cold touch under his hands was blood. Because he was too skinny, he couldn't even feel how much flesh he had. It seemed that if he used a little more force, he could easily crush his bones and make him completely unable to speak.

His action blocked the endlessly scattered light from above his head, but made Liqueur's eyes widen a little. The latter looked solemnly at the purple-gray eyes that were filled with panic at some point.

As if torturing himself, Furiya Rei moved closer to him, as if he wanted to see every detail of Liqueur's expression and wounds clearly, but he only uttered one sentence in the end.

"Senior, please tell me what's going on." He heard himself say coldly, "Tell me what's going on. I don't want to do this any more."

On the surface it was a threat, but in reality only Furuya Rei himself knew that this was his plea.

For a moment, he would rather have Liqueur expose his undercover identity than face all this again.

Liqueur frowned and closed his light golden eyes, looking uncooperative.

But it seemed as if Rei Furuya saw the gaze in his eyes, the gaze at him.

"This?" Gin mocked, "Does this mean that your methods have stopped here?"

"No, come on."

"No, I don't believe it..." He gritted his teeth and replied, shaking his hand away with all his strength, watching Liqueur being forced to hit the chair with the back of his head as he moved.

As if being choked by the reverse flow of blood, the white-haired young man turned his head slightly and coughed weakly, as if even his heart was aching from this sudden attack, but he was unable to even curl up his body due to his posture.

Hate it, hate it, seniors, hate it, hate it, hate it——!

"Mr. Fūya, what are you doing!?"

Yuya Kazami's voice woke up Rei Furutani like thunder. He took a deep breath and found that he had swept the green plants in front of him to the ground without knowing when.

The plants were struck by an unexpected disaster, with their roots exposed from the soil and several of them severed by the debris. It was as if their lives had been severely damaged and they became wilted.

Fūya Rei withdrew his hand and said indifferently: "What time is it now?"

Yuya Kazami checked the time: "Six o'clock five."

He said softly, "It's time for us to set off."

Yes, he also arranged the scene.

He also asked Kazami Yuya to come and pick someone up at six o'clock, and he had no idea how many times he had seen his wolfish look.

Fūya Rei straightened his clothes again and walked straight out. When he passed by his subordinate who was also dressed in black, he heard the latter whisper, "Mr. Fūya, do you really not need to see a psychiatrist?"

He said nothing, but continued walking forward, exposed to the misty sunlight.

Kamiya Tetsuya has consulted a psychiatrist and everything is fine. Why should he be troubled by such a small phenomenon?

Why... expose your shame and ugliness to another person?

And once he gets better, will he, Furuya Rei, be able to see him again?

The author has something to say: Happy April Fools' Day (?)

Cough cough cough, he touched Toruko's head lovingly.

I think it’s better to disassemble it and develop it, hahaha!

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