Chapter 76 Chapter 76 "I like it very much, thank you Zhen——Jiang! ...
34.
This is what the so-called butterfly effect is all about.
After this morning, I have never been able to call him "Big Brother" again. Instead, I call him by his first name.
"Gin".
By the way, since Gin is pronounced as gin, which is the same as his name, you can also understand that what I called was "Zhen".
Of course, that's all in the past. The most immediate consequence was... I fainted again after just waking up.
When I woke up again, Gin was no longer in my bed.
Oh, this familiar sour and soft feeling that seems to have been taken apart and reassembled...
When struggling to get up, I didn't know whether to cover my sore and swollen lower abdomen first, or to hold on to something to steady my legs that were obviously still weak and trembling.
Sure enough, he stumbled as he tried to stand up, and his knees gave way as he fell to the carpet beside the bed.
I have always known how to retreat when faced with difficulties, so I decisively chose to give up. I used my hands and feet to crawl back into the bed where my body temperature still remained.
I struggled to wriggle on the bed, stretched my arms, and finally picked up my cell phone that Gin had placed on the bedside table.
By the way, I also remembered the jewelry box that Lei gave me, which was placed on the bedside table together with the mobile phone.
Gone, vanished, apparently confiscated by Gin.
This won't do. I have to ask Gin to return it. This is my first birthday present, and it was from Ley. Akai Shuichi, it's precious. And the diamond earrings and all...are expensive too.
Humph, I’m still angry. Even if I was “fed” last night and this morning, it still doesn’t count. This can’t be considered a birthday present at all!
Birthday gift Birthday gift, the core meaning of a birthday gift is to make the recipient feel happy, not to make the gift giver feel happy himself.
Besides, it’s not just a birthday present. Gin didn’t give me any present when he came back from hunting this time.
I will remember this grudge!
I unlocked my phone angrily, ready to check the messages I missed while sleeping. Just as I clicked on the chat box with Bourbon, the bedroom door was pushed open.
I was so scared that I stuffed my phone under the quilt without thinking.
He looks just like the unlucky kid who was caught by his parents playing with his mobile phone in the middle of the night.
The silver-haired man who opened the door was wearing a simple black home suit, which softened his usual coldness, but still couldn't hide the sharpness that penetrated deep into his bones.
He leaned casually against the door frame, his tall figure, his dark green eyes calmly fixed on my panic-stricken face.
"Awake." He spoke, his voice as low and steady as ever.
Gin was very calm, and that calmed me down too.
Why should I feel guilty? I'm already a grown-up, what's wrong with me checking my colleagues' messages? This only proves that I'm dedicated to my work and I love it...right?
I quickly raised my chin and said loudly, "Humph!"
His expression remained calm as he closed the door with his backhand: "What's wrong?"
"You're going too far!" I immediately began to accuse him, holding up two fingers. "You owe me two gifts! A birthday present and a gift from hunting!"
Gin said nothing, just walked straight towards me.
I subconsciously crawled under the quilt: "P-Please don't come over here!... Eh?"
The expected "revenge" did not come. He pulled back the quilt, and then, two things were not so gentle thrown onto the sheets in front of me -
A pistol and a jewelry box.
The appearance of the pistol was very familiar to me. It was the Beretta M92F that Gin usually used.
Well, to be honest, I have lived in the Black Organization for so long and have attended many classes, but for me, the only difference between guns is between pistols and sniper rifles. The only pistol I can recognize is Gin's favorite gun, Beau Rita, which is almost the same as mine.
Then a superficial little girl like me who has no interest in guns would definitely pick up the jewelry box first!
Speaking of which, I seem to have a special affinity with jewelry boxes recently, hehe.
I eagerly opened it, revealing a brooch. The design was exquisite, its main feature a cluster of sharp thorns outlined in dark silver metal, surrounding and protecting a perfectly cut emerald. It perfectly suited Gin's aesthetic, and from what I knew of him, I figured it might also contain a tracking device.
"Thank you, big brother. I like it very much!" I looked at him happily, my eyes sparkling, and even hinted, "The brooch is very beautiful, but it seems... I need one, two, three, four, or many, many nice clothes to match it, right?"
Gin immediately understood my thoughts, but he was very unromantic: "Isn't the card with you?"
I could only speak bluntly and started to act like a spoiled brat: "Shouldn't someone go shopping with me? Don't say Vermouth, I want you to accompany me, and you're not allowed to say you don't have time!"
Gin didn't say anything, but just lowered his eyelashes and pushed Beau.Reta, who I had ignored for a long time, towards me again.
"Is this, is this also my birthday present?" I looked hesitantly at the killing weapon that I absolutely could not control.
He made a simple nasal sound. "Hmm."
I was shocked and not impressed at all. "Wow, you haven't given up on training me to be a sharpshooter? I really can't do that!"
I really can't shoot! Are you giving me this thing to defend myself and attack others, or are you trying to get me to accidentally injure myself...or maybe someone else?
Gin scoffed, seemingly unsurprised by my reaction. He suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, preventing me from struggling. With his other hand, he picked up the brooch. As I stared in horror, he used the sharp tip of the needle—
It pierced my fingertip quickly, accurately and fiercely.
A bright red blood bead immediately emerged.
I screamed, "Gin! You're so mean! What are you doing? It hurts! Revenge, this is definitely revenge! Just because I bit your mouth, you can't make me bleed too? This brooch hasn't been sterilized yet, I won't get infected..."
My voice trailed off, my eyes widening.
Gin put down the brooch expressionlessly, pinched my finger, and accurately dropped the drop of blood onto the cold, black gun.
It was an unscientific scene, just like the scene of a magic weapon recognizing its master that only appeared in fantasy literature. The moment the blood bead touched the gun body, it did not slide or solidify, but penetrated into it quickly as if it was absorbed, and disappeared without a trace. The gun body was still intact, as if nothing had happened.
“T-this?”
For a moment, I didn't know whether I should be shocked by the so-called magic weapon recognizing its master, or shocked that Gin actually put my injured finger in his mouth.
This, this feeling.
This, this picture.
Okay, okay.
35.
This gun is not an ordinary Beretta, it has undergone extremely special modifications. It's not just the modification that Gin asked me to use in the training ground before to reduce the recoil. Well, to put it simply, no matter how useless the shooter is, he will not accidentally hurt himself.
And, the blood recognition performance that Gin just performed.
Once the blood is absorbed by the gun, all its effects will be enhanced when used by the bleeding person, and there will be no accidents such as accidental discharge. Even more amazingly, if someone else attempts to shoot the bleeding person with this gun, the bullet will automatically become ineffective and melt before it comes into contact with the bleeding person.
It's simply a spiritual creature.
A spiritual object specially made for the waste Kaimen Yingzi.
The only drawback is that ordinary bullets cannot be used, and you have to contact the transformer Spana again.
Yes, this gun is from Vongola.
It is reasonable to suspect that Spana is still in his middle school years and got his inspiration from reading too many Chinese online novels.
I don't know how Gin got this gun from Spana, how he knew Spana had this invention, and...
"When did you become so close to the Vongola?" I looked at him suspiciously. "You guys aren't going to say bad things about me behind my back, are you?"
Although I expressed my doubts, I actually looked at the gun again and again and was extremely satisfied.
It suits me perfectly, it's really my weapon of choice. Although I don't think there will be a time when I'll need it, it's great to have a weapon that will never hurt me to protect myself in the Black Organization!
I couldn't help it and rushed over to hug Gin.
"I love it, thank you, Zhen-chan!"
I deliberately dragged out the last syllable softly and long, with an obvious sense of coquettishness.
But I did remember to put the gun down, even though there was no way I could hurt Gin.
But...
In the excitement, I completely forgot that my body was still sore and uncomfortable. The action of pounce and hug involved some indescribable parts of my body, and the hidden feeling of soreness and fatigue that I had briefly forgotten suddenly came back to me.
"I'm going to throw up."
"Ugh! No thanks." I glared at him, feeling uncomfortable to begin with.
Gin narrowed his eyes: "Say that again?"
Damn it, didn’t you just say you were going to vomit?
36.
This was the eighth time Rye had looked at me.
I could feel where his gaze was lingering, and I rubbed my earlobe, which had become hot from being looked at so keenly, and asked knowingly, "What are you looking at?"
Lei's voice sounded as low and steady as always, but it contained a subtle inquiry.
"Yingzi, you have pierced ears, right?" He paused, his eyes flicking over my empty earlobes again. "Are you dissatisfied with the gift I gave you?"
I could see that Lei cared about it, but I really didn't expect Lei to say it so bluntly.
"Of course not, I love it!"
"Are you worried I've planted something in there?" Lei smiled. "Am I really that untrustworthy in your eyes? Or... is it that other people don't want you to wear my gift?"
"Ah, well..." I scratched the side of my face feeling a little guilty, my eyes wandering for a moment.
In fact, Gin returned the earrings that Ley had given me on the third day. He didn't say anything at the time, neither explicitly allowing me to wear them nor explicitly forbidding me to do so, but the look in his eyes was terrifying.
And I... did think about wearing it.
"Can you understand this as me being too lazy to wear earrings?" I chuckled. "I have to put them on and take them off every day, so it's easy to forget, hahahaha—"
The actual truth is a little difficult to tell.
The main thing is that Gin is particularly obsessed with two parts of my body. Every time he does this or that, or even when he doesn't do that to me, he likes to nibble on those two parts.
One is the back of my neck. Often I wonder if I've entered some ABO story, where Alpha Gin is trying to repeatedly mark a Beta like me.
Of course, self-knowledge is crucial. I know that even if the world were to collapse, I would never be a frail, beautiful, and sweet-smelling omega.
And I'm a sucker for AB stories! I especially love seeing the Alpha trying to mark the Beta but unable to, that helpless, furious look. Imagine an Alpha in his vulnerable period, facing a lover injected with pheromones that quickly dissipate, helplessly trying to make temporary marks over and over again. That helpless, frantic state... Slurp! Stop! It's all fantasy, can't I just let my imagination run wild?!
The other part is my ear.
The earlobes, the auricles, and even the sensitive skin behind the ears...are all the "hardest hit areas" that he is reluctant to leave.
So, uh, it's, uh, not very convenient... to wear any jewelry...
I really can’t tell Lei this reason!
Lei looked at me intently, and after a long moment, he said, "I understand."
?
What does he know?
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