Chapter 13 Chapter 13 Of course, I’m not stupid! "...
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Gin's words brought me back to a few days ago, when he warned me with three sentences after he drank too much.
——"Don't think you can force me."
——"Don't think you can seduce me."
——"Don't think I have to obey all the orders of the organization."
Of course I remember the experience of running back from the gates of hell. As someone who values life, I will never forget it.
Many people see Gin as completely loyal to the Black Organization, or even to his boss. But Gin isn't a dog, and even the most loyal canines can disobey their masters. Even AI can deceive, and Gin is still human after all.
Uh, paper people are also people?
I subconsciously continued to step back, but because I was already pressed against the wall with nowhere to retreat, my body instinctively leaned back, and the back of my head made direct contact with the wall.
There was a loud bang, so crisp that it was a good start.
I cried out in pain, covered the back of my head with my right hand, thought for a moment, and then held my head with both hands again.
Sure enough, my intuition was right, because Gin's hand hit me with incredible precision when I was holding my head. And because I held my head in time, the hand didn't hit my smart brain, but only hit the back of my hand.
Although it hurts, at least I won’t become stupid, and that’s a good thing!
Gin's expression changed from cold to speechless. He narrowed his eyes and when I relaxed my guard and put down my hand, he still hit my forehead accurately.
There was another sound that proved that the head was good. Fortunately, it was not as painful as if I had hit my head against the wall. This shows that Gin still has me in his heart.
"pain!"
"Idiot." Gin was so angry at my stupidity that he lost his temper. He supported himself on my side with one hand and pinched my chin without any hesitation, forcing me to look up at him.
Tears welled up in my eyes, but Ruthless Gin ignored them. No, he saw them, but told me to hold them back.
"Don't pretend to cry." Gin's thumb stroked my chin, and the touch was really creepy, especially when he lowered his eyes and stared at the area below my chin - the area where his thumb was stroking.
It always gives me a feeling that I am going to die soon.
I didn't dare look at him. I just tried to look down, at his fingers, always on guard against his hand moving from my chin to my neck, which would make me die suddenly.
I shouldn't have listened to Vermouth and asked. Now I've made Gin, who was already unhappy, angry.
Vermouth, will you collect my body?
I stared at Gin's slender fingers with my mind wandering, and for some reason, I, uh, made eye contact.
Gin probably already thought I was retarded, but after I moved in and interacted with him up close, he realized I was even more retarded. He had no interest in killing someone who was retarded, so he let me go and applied a little pressure to help me regain my composure.
"What are you thinking about again?"
I looked at my nose with my eyes and my heart with my nose: "I'm thinking I was really wrong."
Gin raised his eyebrows slightly, let go of my chin, and asked with interest: "What did you do wrong?"
To be honest, if it weren't for the wrong time, this conversation would really give people the feeling of a quarrel.
Oh, I didn't imagine Gin and I talking about a couple's quarrel. How could I dare! I was dreaming about the time when I was scolded by my elders. They scolded me and asked if I knew I was wrong. I honestly confessed that I knew I was wrong. Then they asked me what I did wrong. After I answered incorrectly, they gave me another hearty lesson...
Thinking of this, I became much more cautious about my next answer: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have married here from the beginning, no, I shouldn't have moved here from the beginning, if I didn't move here, if I didn't move here——"
I carefully observed Gin's expressionless face and tentatively asked, "If I don't move in, Big Brother won't be angry?"
Gin's answer was concise: "No."
He continued to look at me.
I understand. What this means is that you want me to continue and find the mistakes.
It seems like Big Brother is indeed gentle. He's even willing to give me another chance instead of just beating me up! Ugh, my Big Brother is truly a great leader. How can I not provide for him in his old age? I will definitely honor him like a filial son... no, respect him!
I racked my brains, thinking and thinking, and finally came up with an idea: "Is it because I actually suspected that you followed the organization's orders to move here?"
After hearing what I said, Gin's expression relaxed.
I had been nervously staring at Gin's expression, but I felt relieved. However, I still subconsciously asked, "But before I asked you today, you were unhappy."
Otherwise, why would I ask Gin? It's like I'm stuck in a loop. Gin is unhappy, I suspect it's because of the organization's orders, I ask, Gin is unhappy because I asked... Is this right?
Gin scoffed, "Can you tell I'm unhappy?"
My eyes widened in shock. "Of course, I'm not stupid!"
Gin said nothing, just looked at me silently.
I said seriously, "Brother, I think you have a stereotype about me. I'm actually quite smart."
Gin laughed out loud instead: "Stereotype? Then you think that I asked you to move here under the orders of the organization, so that doesn't count as your stereotype of me?"
Gin's words made my eyes widen even further, and I was even more shocked.
I suddenly had an incredible idea.
But that idea was too fantastical and simply impossible.
Unless the world is crazy.
I bit my lower lip. "It's not because of the organization, it's because you want me to move in, right?"
Gin said "hmm" in a noble and cool manner.
I had another bold guess. I looked down at the floor and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Could it be that you're angry because you suddenly wanted me to move in, but now that I'm here, you regretted it?"
The reason for his regret was simple. Even Vodka didn't have the honor of living in Gin's house. To endure sharing a room with someone as useless as me was truly an unbearable experience for Gin.
"No, it's not regret. My brother is not the kind of person who would regret." I rejected my own thoughts again, frowning in confusion, "Then why? Because..."
"Because I also have to get used to having you at home." Gin seemed to feel that he was too tired of thinking about this topic over and over again in the past few days. He put his big hand on my head and said, "You won't listen to anything I say to you."
I looked up at him blankly: "What are you talking about? Big brother's affairs have nothing to do with me? But you are unhappy because of me. If my presence here makes you feel uncomfortable, then I can move back."
"Aren't you reluctant to leave the elevator?"
"But I don't want to make Big Brother feel uncomfortable." I was reluctant, but I made up my mind and said seriously, "Whether it's because of the organization, or it has nothing to do with the organization, or it's just that Big Brother, you're drunk and still drunk, it's all the same. I..."
"I didn't want you to move back. It was my decision to let you move here. As for why..." Gin suddenly paused, looked down at me, and said softly, "Just think of it as my intuition."
The silly goose was stunned: "What?"
"If I keep letting you live there, I always feel like something will happen." Gin put away the complicated expression on his face, removed his big hand from my head, and withdrew the hand that was supporting my side. He turned and left, "Put aside your random thoughts these past few days, and don't make excuses for yourself to rest."
It’s true that I always slack off at work under the pretext of not getting enough sleep, like when I secretly went to the private room on the second floor to sleep: “…”
The touching moment disappeared, damn, that heartless working model Kurosawa Jin!
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