Chapter 60 He has been provoking me
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I blinked blankly. "Brother, you're wrong. You can't look at me with the same old perspective. People grow. I'm human, too. You can't stop me from going to the lab just because I blew it up. Besides, how can you blame me? It was the organization that didn't allow me to go, not me who refused to go."
So what? Isn't it normal for a jerk to blow up the lab while doing an experiment? It's clearly a traditional skill. Besides, the accident happened to the lab, not me, so why should I be afraid?
Besides, our organization really likes grand scenes. This is called fully implementing the Black Organization's spirit of grand scenes, okay?
As for the fact that some people in the organization later inexplicably thought that I might have skills in developing bombs, but no matter what I did, they were all duds, which further proved that I was a poor student... there is no need to explain it.
Anyway, now they have given up on letting me stand up and have completely accepted the fact that I am a loser. It’s just that Gin still has a filter for me and will let me use my affinity and intuition to help him look up intelligence or something.
It is worth mentioning that the original situation was that Gin was sitting and I was standing. Because when I mentioned that Gin didn't even look at me with a developmental perspective, I felt a little excited. In addition, I was spoiled by Gin and became more and more presumptuous, so much so that I even put my hand on Gin's shoulder and tried to shake him to make him sober up.
Oh, of course I was [trying], because my body just had that tendency, but before I actually implemented it, my mind returned.
The main reason was that he happened to meet Gin's raised eyes.
How's that saying? As Gin's only sister, I never had the courage to sit down with him for a drink. I was afraid of looking into his deep eyes. Gin's eyes are what women fear most in their lives, but likewise, Gin's praise is what women desire most in their lives... Yes, I have my own version of the "diamei" literature.
Okay, the above is all nonsense. I also often drink with Gin and often look him in the eye, but Gin rarely compliments me. The main reason I am sober is Gin's eyes... they are too aggressive.
Especially since his gaze first rested steadily on my face, then slowly wandered around like a substance, then, slowly and unhurriedly, moved downwards...
As Gin's eyes moved, I couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday afternoon and evening.
In broad daylight (?) and in the open air (?)...
Still in the living room, in the living room where not only Gin and I would sit, but even Vodka had just left...
Even someone as thick-skinned as me would feel my cheeks burning hot and I would be overwhelmed with shame ahhhhhhhhhhh!
Moreover, if Vermouth hadn't called suddenly, who knows how things would have developed...
Well, in fact, after Gin decisively hung up the phone, he even continued...
Just thinking back on the details of last night, I can't help but blush and my heart beat fast!
Coupled with Gin's suggestive gaze, which lingered precisely on my chest...
Add to that his terrible posture, and from Gin's perspective it was just...
I suddenly loosened my grip on his shoulders as if I'd been burned, and even deliberately pulled up the collar of my shirt, which made it even more obvious. I abruptly changed the subject back on track: "So, when can I meet Shirley?"
Yes, I'll just take it as Gin's permission to introduce me to Shirley.
Although both in the original anime plot and according to Vodka's tone, Shirley is very resistant to Gin, and she would probably also resist getting close to me who was brought to know Gin from the beginning, but it doesn't matter.
Gin, just take me there and leave the matter of Shirley to me!
——Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to find anyone to introduce me to Shirley!
Shirley, a minor, couldn't possibly have come to Polestar. The only way to meet her was through mutual acquaintances. Besides Gin, Vermouth? Never mind. Gin simply didn't care about Shirley's offense. Vermouth absolutely hated Shirley.
Who else was left? Pisco was out, and the same thing went for Chianti and Cohen... Ley? But Ley hadn't joined the organization through Shirley as Akemi Miyano's boyfriend. It was unknown if Akemi Miyano knew him, let alone if Shirley recognized him.
My thoughts drifted a bit, until my hand was grasped by a warm, strong hand. I looked down blankly, watching him pry open my fingers one by one, and then slowly but firmly... interlocked them.
"Hmm?" I uttered a confused syllable.
"Thinking about someone else in front of me?" Gin sneered and pulled hard with his hand.
I was caught off guard and fell into his arms with a scream, with him holding me tightly on his legs.
"Hey hey hey! Vodka——"
What's wrong with Gin? Is this still my older brother whom I suspected was incompetent? He's been like this twice in a row. I'm starting to think I'm a succubus!
Brother, do you know that you are OOC?
Do you really not consider Vodka as a human being? He is still here!
"He left a long time ago." Gin, not hearing my immediate denial, bit my mouth rudely, "Were you really thinking about someone else just now?"
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I knew that Vermouth wouldn't call Gin for no reason.
After opening the door for Gin and Vodka, I watched Chianti and Cohen go upstairs at the bar, and then saw Scotland push the door open.
He was wearing a gray-blue hooded sweatshirt, with an upright figure and his eyes showed his usual gentleness and aloofness. He just nodded slightly to me and went straight upstairs.
Not long after we arrived in Scotland, Bourbon also came and brought me a small cake.
"I was passing by that store and brought it with me." He casually pushed the cardboard box in front of me, waved his hand and left in a hurry without waiting for me to thank him.
It was produced by the coffee shop where we met last time. He actually saw that I like cakes with this flavor!
Before I could calm down from my touched mood and was smiling foolishly at the small cake, Lei unexpectedly appeared.
What surprised me wasn't that the three bottles of whiskey were sold separately. That's perfectly normal; even if it were Bourbon and Scotch whiskey, if I hadn't known the plot, I would have thought they'd just met and weren't familiar with each other.
I was surprised at what kind of operation it was that required so many members of the operation team to show up together.
Moreover, this was the first time that Lei participated in the Gin Organization's action after Rum clearly showed his intention to train Lei.
"Why, are you surprised to see me?" Lei approached with his long legs, snapped his fingers in front of my eyes, which were slightly stunned by surprise, and a smile curled up the corners of his lips. "Or maybe it's been too long, did you miss me?"
"Shouldn't it be that you missed me?" I carefully placed the precious little cake on the table and faced her directly. "Don't try to quibble. I'm alive and you're alive too. There's no such coincidence in the world. You just have a crush on me."
"I don't deny it." The smile on Lei's face remained unchanged, and even deepened a little. He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between us, and spoke in a low voice.
My mouth dropped open instantly, and I almost couldn't control my expression: "Huh?"
But I soon realized it. I narrowed my eyes and said in a very unfriendly tone: "You deserve better, not the best like me."
The despicable Akai actually tried to seduce me with such a cheap beauty trap. I hereby declare that his rank is not even as good as Bourbon.
Lei paused slightly after hearing this, then shrugged helplessly: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."
He turned off the ringing phone: "I'm going up there, see you later."
My mouth was still open until his figure completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
What's wrong with this guy Lei?
"Ah, why do you have such an expression, little cutie?" The black-haired woman sitting across from me imitated Lei's previous actions and snapped her fingers in front of my eyes. A beautiful and charming smile appeared on her ordinary features. "Are you scared by Lei's confession?"
"Is he confessing his feelings? Isn't he declaring war on me?" I clenched my fists in anger, finally thinking of a way to perfectly describe him. "He's been provoking me."
“Pfft.” Vermouth laughed out loud, a rare outburst of laughter. She quickly covered her red lips with her fingertips, her eyes full of interest. “Do you think he’s provoking you?”
"Do you really believe that he will like me? Oh my, it's impossible, Miss." I shook my finger and said very soberly.
After all, he's Shuichi Akai, how could he possibly fall in love with someone from the Black Organization? Even if he fell in love with Miyano Akemi in the original story, it's because Miyano Akemi is a very good girl. Not only is she undoubtedly beautiful, but she's also gentle, strong, and smart. She's completely different from me.
Not to mention Judy, the charming, beautiful and capable FBI investigator who shares the same goal with him, and I are from even different worlds.
At best, he was a honey trap to me. Plus, he must have heard the rumors about my relationship with Gin in the Black Organization, and he knew that I was a playboy and liked to take advantage of others, so he wanted to seduce me with his beauty and so-called straight-shooting.
That is... Is Shuichi Akai's character design so... outrageous?
I always feel like something is weird.
"There could indeed be other reasons, but do you really think..." Vermouth suddenly leaned forward thoughtfully, carefully observing every subtle change in my expression, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that Gin never confessed his feelings to you?"
Oh my god, I was so scared that I almost knocked over the cake.
Gin? Confession?
He would just ask me if I was in love with him.
Wait, Valentine's Day... does it count?
besides……
My eyes wandered for a moment, and my face felt a little hot, but I refused to admit defeat. I grumbled and tried to get away with it, "Of course, my brother and I will... each other!"
Vermouth wanted to say something, but her cell phone rang immediately afterwards.
She didn't use a privacy screen protector, so it was an accident that I saw the name of Vodka on it. I didn't intentionally peek at the screen.
"Gin is also impatient." Vermouth glanced at the screen, slowly hung up the phone, stood up, and waved to me charmingly: "I'll go up too."
I nodded and waited for Vermouth to leave before carefully opening the package of the cake.
Pulling the heart stick from the cake, my fingertips touched a tiny bump. I raised an eyebrow, twisted the bump, and pulled out a small piece of paper.
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