Chapter 159 Backstabbing Furuya Rei is already confirmed, this Pengge...
Rei Furuya was certain that this Vongola lady really hated him...for no reason at all.
Her targeting was undisguised, evident in almost every aspect. His first impression of her was that of a deep, starry sky—but now it seemed more like a sky obscured by rain clouds, thick with dark clouds and beginning to thunder, but striking him with pinpoint accuracy.
This feeling of being treated differently reached its peak when she finished her first box of yogurt.
Even though Jōya Rei was standing right next to her, the young lady, holding the empty yogurt carton, still looked past him and landed on Zhufu Jingguang who was cleaning the table a little further away.
Zhu Fujingguang: “…………”
He was holding a rag, but when that unignorable gaze swept over him, he straightened up and asked, "...Miss?"
Chaomu hooked her finger at him, and he walked over, and she hooked her finger with her palm facing upwards.
The next second, an empty yogurt box appeared in his palm.
Zhu Fujingguang looked down at the slightly deformed yogurt box in his palm, then raised his eyes to look at Chaomu, his cat eyes slightly widened, as if a little dazed.
"Excuse me, Scotland." The young woman's voice was still slightly hoarse. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze from under her veil seeming to fall on his face. "The trash can is a bit far, and I'm lazy."
If this reason were said by anyone else, it would probably seem a bit outrageous, but when it came out of her mouth, coupled with her gorgeous and out-of-touch outfit, it had a strange sense of rightness, as if she was born to order people around like this... as if it was an honor to help her take out the trash.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment, his fingertips folded together, touching the slightly cool plastic box wall, and he still replied, "...Okay."
As he turned and walked towards the trash can in the corner of the kitchen, he could feel the gaze behind him, as if it were real, retract and fall back on the blond young man who was still frozen in place.
Having been "deprived" of the right to throw away garbage, Furuya Rei, who had just stretched out his hand, said: "......"
...No, you don't even let him do things like taking out the trash?
He maintained the perfect innocent expression on his face, watching the young lady turn her gaze back to him. The temperature in her eyes seemed to drop eight degrees in an instant, as if the person who had just shown a little tenderness towards Scotland was just an illusion.
"So, are you done with your work discussions?" she asked coldly, her fingers unconsciously stroking the tassels drooping from the brim of her veil. "If you're done, leave early. Scotland and I still have some important business to attend to."
Jianggu Ling: "…………?"
On any other day, he would have tactfully excused himself and left the situation to You Xunran. But today, for some reason, he just didn't want to leave.
The blond young man smiled and said that it was not over yet, but of course the eldest lady would be given priority. He would discuss the rest with Scotland after she had her fun. The main thing was to stay and not leave - anyway, this behavior was in line with Bourbon's behavioral logic. He was supposed to be a man who would pursue interests relentlessly.
Then he received the eldest lady's cold glare, as if asking him why he didn't leave.
When she asked Scotland in the kitchen to help her cut fruit and find snacks, her voice softened again, and she almost made it clear with her actions that "I am targeting Bourbon."
In a sense, this level of targeting could even be described as a bit childish, to the point that it was hard for Rei Furuya to imagine that this seemingly unattainable, mysterious and noble "young lady" would do such a thing...
Jiang Gu Ling can't understand, Jiang Gu Ling can't figure it out.
The last time he'd been directly disliked like this was by a certain jerk. That jerk had also been ostracizing him in front of Hiro and saying bad things about him in front of Hagiwara Matsuda... but that was because that jerk, Asagure, was a bit of a meanie, and he and that jerk were competitors at the time...
But why did the young lady hate him? What had he done? He thought his response had been flawless, that he had perfectly played the role of a sensible subordinate... Why was she so openly hostile to him?
But no matter whether it was out of the desire to win or the importance of this young lady, in short, Furuya Rei had no intention of giving up just like that.
Although it is somewhat embarrassing to wear Bourbon's mask in front of Kojinran, the situation is special now and he has no choice; it just so happens that Jingguang is still in the kitchen, and doing some small actions behind "Scotland" is also in line with Bourbon's personality, and it can also consolidate the appearance of their discord in front of the eldest lady.
There are thousands of reasons, but the final direction is indeed the same - the blond young man quietly bent down and approached the young girl who was picking her nails out of boredom.
The soft leather sofa sank slightly under the pressure of his elbows. He looked at her in a rather weak posture and asked sincerely and softly, "You don't seem to like me very much... Did I do something wrong?"
Perhaps because he was too close and blocked the light in front of her, the girl finally raised her eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.
When the pair of golden eyes behind the veil looked over at him, he heard the sound of his own heartbeat, boom, boom, boom, shouting, "That's it."
He instinctively didn't want to be disliked by her... He wanted to get her attention. To have her look at him, only him, to allow him to touch her, to unveil her—
...Is he a pervert?
This thought came out of nowhere, yet it was deeply ingrained. Under her gaze, the mask of guilt and sincerity that Furuya Rei had carefully prepared began to falter. He could only barely control himself, not to show any offense, and hastily explained his reaction, "If I have done anything to displease you, please tell me so I can correct it..."
"You came here looking for a Scottish sparring partner, but my taijutsu isn't bad at all... It's my fault for upsetting you. Could you give me a chance to make amends...? Like, maybe practice with you..."
From the kitchen came the sounds of running water and a knife cutting fruit and hitting the chopping board. Zhu Fujingguang seemed to be completely unaware of the small movement in the living room. He was processing the apples he had bought earlier with his back to them.
Chaomu picked at his nails and raised his head reluctantly.
The blond, dark-faced man was looking down at her with his puppy-dog eyes. The backlighting made it hard for her to see his facial expression, but when she lowered her head, she could see that his shoulders, slightly leaning forward, were tense, like a fully drawn bowstring.
He looks nervous, is it because of his acting or the special attack brought by the suit she is wearing?
And why was he suddenly so close? His eyes sparkled, like a golden retriever begging for food... No, how could a golden retriever be so aggressive? His eyes clearly said "I want to tear you apart and study you," but he had to put on an innocent and sincere expression, which made her feel a little disgusted, but also a little...satisfied.
After all, no matter what he thought in his heart, he could only obey her now - or rather, obey her identity as the "Vongola Lady".
Is this what it feels like to be a rich woman? She's a wealthy woman, and he's her pet villain... Damn it, I feel like I'm being corrupted by capital...!
This feeling is different from raising a cat. Even in the game, this rich lady, who played this role for the first time, couldn't help but pick her fingers and felt the corners of her mouth rising wildly.
The little black-faced man looked at her pitifully, as if her attitude was a big deal to him. If she were a wealthy woman with high emotional intelligence, she would gently and affectionately ask him to bow his head, pat his head to comfort him, and say, "Good boy, I don't hate you, just be good."
But Chaomu is not a rich woman with high emotional intelligence, she is very bad.
"...make amends?" She felt her mouth almost stretched to her ears. She deliberately dragged out her words, tapping her fingertips lightly on the armrest of the sofa, making a clattering sound. "How do you want to make amends?"
The sky, which had been overcast just now, seemed to brighten a little, the thunder stopped, and a little sunlight came out from between the clouds.
Furiya Rei's heart skipped a beat.
He saw the corners of her lips curl up slightly beneath the veil, a hint of mischievous cunning. Her golden eyes flickered behind the veil, like the sun hidden behind clouds, flickering and inviting exploration.
"As long as you are willing..." His voice was lower than before, with a hint of hoarseness that he himself did not notice, "Any way is fine. What Scotland can do, I can do too; what he can't do, I can also do..."
Chaomu thought that these words sounded familiar, as if she had heard them somewhere recently.
...I think Mimi said that too? Also in Scotland... Is this some kind of standard Black Organization undercover line, like "All Men Are Big Bad Wolves"?
"Any way?" After a moment of distraction, she raised an eyebrow, suddenly stretched out a hand wearing a white silk glove, and gently tapped his chest with her fingertips, "Including..."
Her fingertips felt slightly cool through the thin shirt. Rei Furuya felt as if an electric current ran through the areas she touched, instantly igniting heat throughout his body. He almost subconsciously held his breath, his body stiffening for a moment.
What did it include? What did the honey trap lessons entail? He should have been mentally prepared, but he still felt inexplicably embarrassed.
"...If it helps you calm down." He coughed lightly, "I can do anything... cough cough!"
The sound of the door being pushed open was deliberately amplified. Chaomu, who had just fixed her eyes on the dark collarbone, and Fūya Ling, who was whispering in her ear, were almost attracted at the same time and turned around.
The cat-eyed young man, who had just been mentioned, had just finished carrying the fruit and was about to come out. He paused at the kitchen door, and it was unclear how long he had been listening. The sunlight streamed in from behind him, making his handsome face look... complicated and hard to discern.
He looked dimly at the hand that had been quietly placed on the girl's shoulder by Fūya Rei at some point. His expression didn't change much, but the latter retracted her fingertips in shame, but she still tried to maintain composure on her face.
…Again, even though I was mentally prepared, seeing this scene with my young son was still…
The reaction of the person he seduced made him even more defenseless.
The Vongola lady, who had clearly been a little moved and had almost reached out with her hand, withdrew her hand almost in a second, leaned back a little, and sat upright with an expressionless face, as if she was not the one who extended her hand.
She even opened her mouth to complain: "You're back, Scotland - your good colleague just said behind your back that he can replace you, what do you think?"
Jianggu Ling: "…………"
…Never mind, it’s not a complete loss.
Under the gaze of You Xunran, he thought in self-abandonment.
Embarrassment aside... he had at least discovered this young lady's wicked tastes - did she enjoy seeing him and Jingguang's uneasy relationship and their rivalry? Then let her watch... just make her happy.
As for Hiro's thoughts...will Hiro understand his difficulties?
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Author's words: Muzai: Hey! Look, he's backstabbing you, godfather!
Little Black Face: ... (scratching the ground with toes in shame)
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