"Yeah~" Bayonetta chuckled, a laugh that sounded particularly grating to Gin. "By the way, the exorcism potion is going up in price~"
"......"
Gin crushed the phone.
Vodka asked cautiously, "Brother, what do we do now?"
Gin took a deep breath, struggling to suppress his anger: "Prepare the funds."
"ah?"
"Buy holy water!" Gin gritted his teeth. "The more the better!"
There's nothing we can do; we can't afford to offend anyone.
The monsters are reviving for some reason now. If we don't stock up on holy water, we don't know how much more money we'll have to spend when Vermouth starts raising prices again.
As the actual person in charge of the organization, Gin is quite shrewd and calculating.
...........
Evening, at Yuzuru Hanyu's residence.
"Little master~"
Sister Bei elegantly sipped her black tea, saying, "Orders are already overflowing!"
She handed over a list, which was densely filled with the names of various intelligence organizations and the number of orders: "MI6, CIA, FSB... almost all intelligence organizations are placing orders through insiders."
Yuzuru glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction: "Triple the price again."
He'll have to share the spoils with his little girl then.
If he didn't earn a little more than a billion dollars, it wouldn't be enough for his little girl to buy handbags.
Sigh, he's such a thrifty and good man!
"Understood~"
Bayonetta's red lips curved slightly. "By the way, Gin just ordered ten more servings."
Yukiko curiously leaned closer and asked, "You naughty little brother, what exactly are you selling?"
"This." Yu Shengnan took out a small bottle containing a blue liquid that shimmered mysteriously under the light. "It's a diluted version of the Purifying Spring that you usually use."
Yukiko's eyes widened in surprise. "You mean that one I use to make tea...?"
"Not entirely," Yuzuru said with a smile. "It's even a bit weaker than what we use, but it's enough to deal with ordinary monsters."
Bayonetta added, "Of course, against someone like the Snow Woman... the effect is limited."
"Isn't this a lie?!" Yukiko exclaimed.
And to do something like this without me is just too much!
Yuzuru looked completely innocent: "How can you call it a scam? The prices are clearly marked, and we're fair to everyone, young and old!"
“And…” He shook the bottle, the blue liquid swirling gently inside, “this could be a lifesaver for ordinary people troubled by monsters.”
Sister Bei chuckled, "Your little master is truly... a business genius!"
Yukiko suddenly remembered something: "Wait! What about last night...?"
"Last night's product was the original formula," Yuzuru Hanyu readily admitted. "Otherwise, why would we have Gin as our 'spokesperson'?"
Pu Siqinglan asked timidly, "Then... does Gin know?"
The three exchanged a glance and laughed simultaneously: "Of course... I don't know~"
Gin is the one who got screwed over.
If the major organizations find that the results are not satisfactory, will they come after Yuzuru Hanyu?
Not daring to approach Yuzuru, he naturally had no choice but to go to Gin.
Who told him to be the spokesperson?
.........
.........
Several days later, on the rooftop of a high-rise building in Dongdu.
Vodka, leaning against the railing and panting, said, "Brother... this is already the seventh assassination mission this week..."
Gin, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his long silver hair whipping wildly in the night wind, said, "Shut up. The FBI traitor's bounty has gone up to $300 million."
The sound of sirens drifted from afar. Vodka looked at his suitcase full of cash, tears welling up in his eyes—this money was about to turn into that blue liquid in the blink of an eye.
...........
Mihua Department Store.
"Welcome!" the sales assistant said with a sweet smile. "The limited edition bag you requested just arrived!"
Ai's eyes lit up as she rushed toward the shop window, only to be suddenly grabbed by the back of her collar by Yuzuru: "The twenty bags you bought last month are still unopened."
"I spent my own money!"
The haughty little girl said with a self-righteous expression.
Hanyu Nan reluctantly pulled out his black card, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the news playing on the mall's TV:
"Recently, a series of bizarre murders have occurred in Dongdu. According to witnesses, the killer is... a silver-haired Santa Claus?"
The footage switches to the convenience store's surveillance camera, where Gin, wearing a Santa hat, is seen... grabbing the cash register?
"Pfft—" The little girl spat out her milk tea. "He's so poor? His organization has fallen on hard times?"
Yu Shengnan silently brought up his mobile banking app, staring at the constantly fluctuating numbers in his Shengshui account, lost in thought.
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