Chapter 25 Good Man "Don't let me grab your tail."...
Gin didn't know why he was so...
...It's a bit disgusting to say that he cares, but it feels weird and cheap to say that he's on guard. Being afraid is of course completely impossible, but he can't just sit back and do nothing - in short, even on the matter of "definition", that woman can make him unhappy.
Vodka had already returned with his investigation results, stating that the woman was merely an ordinary orphan who had recently come into contact with the Metropolitan Police Department due to her courageous actions. Beyond that, there was nothing about her that warranted the organization's attention.
"In short, she's just a nobody with no skills," Vodka concluded at the time. "Brother, if you don't like her, you can always get rid of her...but she seems to be getting close to the police lately, so she might be a little troublesome to deal with."
There really wasn't anything wrong with the resume. Gin frowned and read it twice, but couldn't find anything that would make him suspicious.
But that emotion just kept haunting him for no reason - especially when he was in the bathroom, he would always involuntarily hold his gun tightly, on guard against someone rushing in at any time.
A few days of busy tasks temporarily eased this unprovoked hostility. During the few days when he was not in the safe house, the silver-haired killer temporarily gave up thinking about the problem of that strange woman and concentrated on carrying out his mission.
But tonight's chance encounter brought back those dreams—vague and unclear, with only a few fragments remaining in the depths of his mind...
The girl, wearing cat ears and a maid outfit, looked back at him, her golden pupils gleaming in the dim corridor light. Unlike the disgust he had felt at first glance, she now looked quite cute...but it was this inexplicable conflicting feeling that made Gin feel a disgust beyond his logical control.
Kurosawa Jin expresses disgust towards you, but also finds you a little cute—because he finds you cute, he hates you even more.
Chaomu: “……?”
The cat-eared girl looked at the killer with long silver hair in confusion and fell into a brief contemplation: This seems to be the longest time this status bar has been like this... Are Mr. Kurosawa's emotions so complicated?
The shadow cast by the wide brim of his hat obscured the man's stern features, yet the murderous aggression, almost tangible, made her ears pop and the hair on her tail stand on end. She arched her back slightly, but her expression remained impassive. "You're kidding! Today is almost over. I don't want to start over now."
"Hello, meow. Is this Mr. Kurosawa from the neighboring house?" She raised her tail and raised her paw in a friendly manner. "This cat is a new resident. Good evening, meow."
The cat girl's body language was truly adorable, and any other day, Gin probably wouldn't have minded playing with the kitten. But as soon as she said "good evening," Gin's hand instinctively went to his gun.
At the same moment, some non-existent memory invaded the brain again.
A faint muscle memory tensed her upper arms, and the image of him grasping the scruff of her neck and shoving her down onto the sink resurfaced in her mind. This time, the blurry image was replaced by the cat-eared maid. Her large, bony hands, which should have been gripping her waist and legs to stop her kicking, instead grabbed her fluffy tail.
"Mr. Kurosawa, meow?" The girl seemed a little confused by his long silence and tilted her head. "Looking at the cat like that... does it need housekeeping, meow?"
As she spoke, the vague memory was forcibly erased, leaving only the lingering feeling of "something was not finished and was interrupted repeatedly".
Gin's eyelids twitched, and his thoughts abruptly stopped there. A sudden headache quickly severed this delicate emotional connection, leaving him feeling a swelling in his forehead.
His cold green eyes were fixed on the soft cat ears on her head. He curled the corners of his lips coldly and pushed open the door: "No need, get out."
As if he had seen something dirty, he looked away and slammed the door.
I don't know what that feeling is about...her resume seems to be just that of a boring "good person." But there's definitely something wrong with that woman named Chaomu.
Sooner or later he would catch her by the tail.
The base of Chaomu's tail suddenly felt cold.
She stared at the other person's closed door in bewilderment. She went home and looked in the mirror. Seeing the cute cat-eared girl in the mirror, she fell into deep thought: The Charm++ buff hasn't expired yet, so why does Kurosawa Jin look so "dirty"? Isn't this cute?
Matsuda-kun, who hadn't seen her before, thought she was cute and even let her draw an SR—how could people be so different from each other? She hadn't done anything to him this round.
Forget it, let him be. Anyway, players don't expect to be able to get cards from his trash can by increasing their favorability...
Ah, of course, the daily routine card draws cannot be wasted.
Since his stealth skill has been upgraded to level 2, Chaomu will not give up drawing cards just because there is someone at home.
She switched back to her small, easy-to-move raccoon form, looked at the raccoon in maid outfit in the mirror, and touched her ears: She had been a little curious about what it would be like to switch back to her original form, and thought she would have superimposed cat ears... It was a good thing she didn't grow two pairs of ears.
In fact, after unlocking the trash can, players no longer need to climb over the wall, they can just click on the trash can marked on the map to teleport. Climbing through the window is just a wonderful ritual for Chaomu, adding to the joy of parkour.
But with Kurosawa Jin at home today, the chances of being discovered climbing through the window were higher. Chaomu had no desire to fight him again—this wasn't the first day of fruitless battles. What if the card she'd drawn at Hagiwara's house this morning was swallowed up? It never hurt to be cautious.
She first quietly crawled to the balcony and heard a little sound of water coming from the Kurosawa family next door. Probably the owner was taking a shower in the bathroom.
After confirming that he was not in the bedroom, she immediately curled herself up into a ball and teleported directly into the trash can in Kurosawa Jin's bedroom. His trash can was placed next to the bedside table. The little raccoon peeked out with her pointed ears and saw that the bathroom door was closed.
OK, safe landing.
Chaomu casually pulled out a card, and unsurprisingly found nothing... Hey, it's not completely nothing.
[You have obtained the item: Blood-stained Bullet Shell (N-level item)]
The little raccoon held the bullet casing in her paw, her ears slightly erected: Is he injured? Strange, when they just met, she didn't smell the smell of blood on him.
Raccoons have a keen sense of smell, and with the catgirl buff, it's even more acute. Today, when she and Hagiwara were racing, she could smell the scent of sunshine on him even in the strong wind—his clothes must have been aired yesterday.
But today, Kurosawa Jin had no smell of anything: tobacco, gun smoke, or the bloody scent of wounded men. He was like a transparent figure, invisible in the darkness, and no one could detect his shadow.
Her intelligence agent's talents raced through her mind as she carefully examined the shell, noticing the blood stains hadn't yet turned black and were even slightly warm. She carefully placed the shell back in the trash can and sniffed. Sure enough, she could smell the faint scent of blood and disinfectant alcohol in the room.
He was injured and must have just quickly treated the wound in the bedroom.
For players, the trash cans are empty and the contents are all in the "card pool". At this time, the description of the contents in the card pool has added [blood-stained bandage], [alcohol cotton ball] and [tweezers], and even a small ball of flesh and blood.
[Gin's Trash Can: A qualified killer will dispose of all traces that may reveal his identity.]
This garbage will obviously not be sorted like ordinary garbage.
A killer who could conceal even the slightest flaw, even when injured, and who couldn't even smell the scent of blood, should have a good idea of the contents of the trash can. Chaomu's intuition told her that messing with these things might cause her some minor trouble.
But, apart from the trouble...
The little raccoon scratched at the edge of the trash can, its golden eyes fixed on the bathroom door.
Is Kurosawa Jin seriously injured? Is it possible for her to use this opportunity to overthrow the weakened mini-boss?
She was also thinking about the possible resource gift package from the Kurosawa family, and was eager to get the spoils from defeating the small boss.
In the four rounds of battles against Kurosawa Jin, the player's defeat was almost always due to her poor physical skills and being completely suppressed by the opponent. Under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible for her to successfully defeat Kurosawa Jin in a head-on confrontation.
But if he sustained an injury that affected his mobility, and Chaomu himself had the cat girl's agility and other bonuses... If he launched a sneak attack when he wasn't paying attention, using his sharp nails to pierce his eyes first and expand his advantage, he might actually have a chance...
Chaomu clenched his paws and thought about it, and felt that it was worth a try.
She glanced at her status bar. She'd eaten the mushrooms that morning, so her catgirl status would expire tomorrow morning. It was now ten o'clock at night, and she could redeem it for an energy potion to launch a sneak attack after four o'clock in the morning, when humans were most vulnerable and defenseless, in their dreams.
After four o'clock, the game time is refreshed to the next day's daily routine and the automatic save is completed. She doesn't have to worry about wasting today's efforts. If she loses, she can just go back and start over. The cost of trial and error is greatly reduced.
However, all attempts before this were based on the premise that Kurosawa Jin was seriously injured. He was clearly a seasoned assassin, and under normal circumstances, he would remain vigilant even in his sleep, so her sneak attack would probably not be successful.
The sound of water in the bathroom gradually died down. The little raccoon raised its tail and hid itself in the blind spot formed by the closet and the trash can, with its paw pressing on the teleport button, ready to teleport at any time.
The door opened, and moist steam poured in. She stole a glance toward the bathroom and first saw a waist and abdomen covered in water droplets.
Chaomu stared at his strong muscles and covered his heart.
...In the second round, she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and sat on his waist, and he opened his heart to her.
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The author has something to say: The fifth round of the physical strategy Gin War is about to begin - congratulations to Gin for getting the chance to grab the tail.
I feel it's not good to stop here, I'll work on it again.jpg
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