John F. Kennedy International Airport.
Aoi Hoshino pulled her suitcase and walked out with the crowd, while taking out her cell phone from her pocket.
Unlike the previous 'winery undercover' who had nothing at the beginning and had to rely on himself to figure things out, and even when someone from the winery sent him a text message, he didn't know who the other person was, the current alias used by Aoi Hoshino at least has a person in her phone address book.
And that person even specifically noted "father".
Hoshino Aoi tried to send a text message to the other party, trying to get some information from the other party's attitude.
I've arrived in America. —Aoi
She stood there and waited for a moment.
Soon, the other party sent her a text message.
Now that you're here, listen carefully to that gentleman and study hard. —Father]
Hoshino Aoi narrowed her eyes slightly.
It seems that in the setting, 'she' and Pisco might have a good relationship.
After all, as the chairman of a car company, Pisco should be quite busy, but when faced with the text messages she sent, he replied almost instantly.
Moreover, the words that came back seemed no different from what ordinary parents would tell their children.
but……
Aoi Hoshino's eyebrows twitched slightly.
I don't know which major the organization threw 'her' into...
Although I really want to get close to Miyano Shiho and use her to achieve my own goals, if it means asking her to study biochemistry or something, then forget it.
After all, she was completely clueless about these things, or in other words, clueless...
Fortunately, through her testing, she finally got the answer from Pisco's reply.
"I've already made arrangements with that gentleman. When you return from your studies, you can directly intern at the company. He'll also give you an organizational codename as a graduation gift. How's that? Are you happy?" —Father.
"Huh?! So I can get an organization codename like this? I heard it's super hard to get. —Aoi"
[Of course, it's difficult for others, but your father has made great contributions to the organization, so for this kind of thing, whether it's a big deal or not, that gentleman will at least give me some face. —Father]
Seeing this, Hoshino Aoi raised her eyebrows.
Although she had never met this 'father' until now, she could sense his pride and complacency from his words.
No wonder his actions were exposed in the end, and he was ordered by Karasuma Renya to be eliminated by Gin.
Perhaps it has something to do with his attitude all along?
However, although Hoshino Aoi noticed this, she had no intention of telling him.
After all, whether he will die in the end has nothing to do with her.
So there's no need to remind him, right?
Hoshino Aoi thought about it without stopping her hands and continued to praise him according to his meaning.
It was not until she heard the voice "Excuse me, are you Miss Masuyama?" that Hoshino Aoi stopped typing.
"Who are you?"
She looked over in the direction of the sound.
She saw a blond man in a black suit walking quickly towards her.
Hoshino Aoi tilted her head and stared at him for a long time before she seemed to react.
"Ah, you are the person my father arranged to pick me up, right?"
She curved her eyebrows and said with a smile.
Seeing this, the other party also showed a smile:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Masuyama, I was a few minutes late because of some traffic."
The man took the suitcase from Aoi Hoshino's hand and, while beckoning her to walk towards his car, he introduced himself with a smile:
"My name is Jonathan Miller. You can just call me Jonathan. Of course, Miller is also fine. I'll be your temporary driver today."
"Huh? Just a temporary driver... Doesn't that mean I'll have to drive myself to and from school from now on?"
Seeing Jonathan Miller open the door of the back seat of the car, Aoi Hoshino got in without him saying anything. Then, she leaned back in her chair with a bored look and asked in a long voice:
"Forget it, let's talk about this later. Jonathan, please find me a place to eat first. The food on the plane is terrible. I think I'm starving to death."
Jonathan Miller was also good-tempered. Seeing her like this, he just smiled and said:
"Okay, but I guess you won't be used to the food on the plane, so I've specially booked a luxurious restaurant to welcome you."
"Hmm? My Lord?"
Hoshino Aoi raised her eyebrows. On the surface, it seemed that his words piqued her interest.
"It can't be my brother, right? No..."
After she finished speaking, she denied it first.
"That Irish guy wouldn't be that attentive. That's... Vermouth?"
Jonathan Miller seemed to glance at her through the rearview mirror. Although Hoshino Aoi couldn't see his expression clearly at the moment, she could see the surprise in his heart from his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with those big shots."
They're all non-code members, but their treatment is completely different...
Jonathan Miller seemed to let out a small sigh.
Seeing this, Hoshino Aoi's eyebrows curved.
"After all, I'm a second-generation member of the organization. I grew up in the organization, so naturally, I know more people. But since he said that, Jonathan is not a second-generation member of the organization, right?"
She acted as if it was a matter of course, as if she had no idea that even if they were second-generation members of the organization, they might not know as many codename members as she did.
Seeing this, Jonathan Miller's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said:
"Yes, I was recruited into the organization by Vermouth-sama, so I'm currently working towards becoming a code member."
"Is that so? Then you have to work hard. But I never thought that Vermouth would actually recruit people into the organization. I thought she only knew how to squander money."
After all, she is one of the 'beautiful but wasteful winery sisters'.
As Hoshino Aoi spoke, her eyes suddenly curved as if she had suddenly thought of something interesting.
As his eyes moved, a hint of contemplation was also hidden.
I wonder who this 'Jonathan Miller' belongs to...
Maybe he really is a low-level member of the Black Organization, or maybe he is from the FBI or CIA. Of course, it could be someone else.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
Now that I've let her know me, I'll let her keep me and use me for a while.
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