Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Big Brother must have his reasons for doing this. ...
10.
Angry again.
I mean gin.
Of course I don't dare to be angry with Gin. I'm not brave enough to do that at the moment.
According to my understanding and guess, Gin probably agreed to let me move in because it was a rare opportunity, but I asked him if he was serious. This is simply ungrateful.
After all, when I first moved into the bar, I complained that the attic was small and had nothing in it, and that I had to climb stairs. Every time I was out of breath after climbing the stairs, I would complain to Gin for a long time. Even when we chatted, as soon as the topic of the house came up, I would complain about how miserable it was that the place where I lived and where I worked were the same place.
A long commute to work can indeed make people want to quit, but a short commute or even living in the office can make people want to quit even more! What's the difference between going to work and leaving work?
Unfortunately, resigning from the Black Organization is almost like asking to be killed.
So, I can only dream every day. I really want to live in an apartment building with an elevator, preferably a big one.
What girl doesn't dream of living in a big house? I definitely do. I've even secretly decided to save up and buy a lot of houses. After all, this is the world of science fiction. Once Edogawa Conan shows up, housing prices in Beika, and even Tokyo, will surely plummet. I don't believe I can't buy a few houses by taking advantage of the Black Organization.
This way, when the Black Organization goes bankrupt in the future, I can still be a happy landlord relying on my savings and rent. I don’t have to work and I can still have spare money to support a male model, hehe!
I also had been thinking about Gin's house a lot, especially after Gin gave me a copy of his house key, I became even more eager to move into the guest room in Gin's house.
Anyway, there is an empty room in Gin's house, so what's wrong with me staying there as one more person?
But every time I showed my concern for him, Gin would glare back at me.
But I really didn't expect Gin to suddenly agree to let me move in. It's normal for me to be shocked, right?
The whole day today was so fantastical, whether it was me sleepwalking into Gin's bed and him not cleaning me up, or him actually offering to let me move in.
I guess my face is full of disbelief, and my mouth is so wide that an egg can be stuffed in it. I look so stupid and silly that Gin is angry, but he feels that there is no need to be angry with a fool.
So, I watched Gin take a deep breath, and a flash of helplessness flashed across his long dark green eyes beneath his silver hair, so fast that I thought I was hallucinating.
"Let's go."
...I understand.
Brother Gin must have his reasons for doing this.
He asked me to move here. The Black Organization must have other plans for me, and Gin was just following orders, just like he accepted me as his subordinate.
I followed Gin without thinking, followed him into the elevator, and then followed him into the car.
I fastened my seat belt quite naturally, and it was only when the car had driven about two miles that I realized something was wrong.
I quickly yelled, "No!"
I was mute and silent all the way after leaving Gin's house, so silent that Gin probably ignored me. So when I suddenly shouted, Gin's hands on the steering wheel paused.
Otherwise, why is he my older brother? If it were me, and the toys next to me suddenly started yelling, I would definitely step on the brake instead of the accelerator.
"What happened again?"
"Something's wrong, brother." I emphasized again.
The car speed didn't change. Gin's long eyes swept over me indifferently, and his tone was also flat, as if he didn't expect me to say anything important.
"oh."
But my words are obviously very important!
I said seriously, "Brother, we forgot about the vodka."
Gin: “…”
I can see that Gin's silent expression means "I knew you wouldn't talk about serious matters."
How can this not be considered business? The one who didn't join us was Vodka! He's Gin's best friend, and there are only a few times when Gin isn't around!
Masaka!
I understand!
My eyes lit up: "Brother, I understand!"
Gin didn't even bother to look at me, let alone ask me perfunctorily what I knew.
It doesn't matter, I don't care at all.
The important thing is that it was me, not Vodka, that Gin brought with him on this trip.
What does this mean?
This shows that I have already begun to replace Vodka and Gin's position as the number one little brother!
I know that if you keep thinking about it, there will be a response, and if you keep licking it, there will be a response!
I was so excited that I performed a set of military boxing on the spot, and only reacted after I finished.
Well, if I go to the bar to clean up, maybe I really don’t need the vodka that I probably still have hanging around.
Oh, that’s not right, it’s even more wrong!
If I don’t bring vodka, who will move all my stuff?
It can't be that Brother Gin is doing the work himself, right?
Damn it, I knew it, I knew it!
Gin must have had some ulterior motive in training my strength. Not only did he want me to be able to move the wine by myself, he also wanted me to move the house by myself.
How could he have the heart to let a weak woman like me move by myself???
As expected, I knew that there are no good people in our Black Organization!
11.
The first floor of the Polestar Bar is the business hall, and the second floor is the private room, but it is only open to the Black Organization. It is most often used for meetings with Gin and others, and my residence is the attic on the third floor.
Because of its special location, the stairs of the Polestar Bar are directly blocked to the outside world. It can be said that no one is allowed to go upstairs except me and the members of the Black Organization who have been allowed by Gin.
The attic on the third floor where I lived was locked up, and even Gin wouldn't come up. I invited him many times but he refused to come up, but he probably didn't have the concept of not being able to enter a girl's bedroom. He probably just disliked me.
Especially after I used his credit card to decorate my little attic with a girly touch, every time I shared my decoration progress with Gin, he would be so annoyed that he wanted to shut my mouth.
So, this time I thought that Gin would be waiting for me on the first floor as usual.
I bit my lip and wanted to talk to Gin and ask him if he could go to the second floor to pick me up. I guess I would have to carry a lot of things downstairs, and it would be very embarrassing for Zundu to carry such heavy things down the stairs by himself.
I have decided that I will place an order to buy fixed pulleys tonight for future moving needs.
What? You asked me why I placed an order? Hehe, of course, because I love life, and when I buy fixed pulleys, I want to buy gorgeous fixed pulleys. I want to choose or customize beautiful patterns, so that I can be worthy of my status as a Watasi.
However, what I never expected was that without waiting for me to say anything, Gin took the initiative to go upstairs with me, and with a step forward, he walked ahead of me easily.
I was very happy.
When he reached the second floor, Gin did not stop and walked up the stairs leading to the third floor.
I was shocked.
"Brother?"
Gin's expression remained calm, as if he was not the one who was disgusted and resisted before. He even stood aside, turned his face slightly, and motioned for me to open the door.
I'm about to cry.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I'm just touched." I pouted and wiped the dry corners of my eyes. "Brother, you're so good to me!"
Without me even asking, he was willing to go straight to the third floor to help me move. Woohoo, I just knew, I just knew, I just knew that Gin has me in his heart.
Let me see who still refuses to admit that I am Gin’s number one little sister!
Don't make me put vodka in it and bite him!
Gin's fingers were stretched out in front of me, and his index finger touched mine.
I was stunned. I had never expected that Gin would catch me pretending to cry. My eyes widened and I was about to argue, but...
I watched helplessly as Gin grabbed my index finger, which I had tried to dodge but failed.
"Big brother?"
Gin lowered his eyes and slowly stroked my index finger before letting go. He walked past me and walked into my carefully decorated little attic.
I was left staring blankly at my index finger.
There seemed to be some warmth still on my index finger, and it was visibly trembling. I subconsciously lowered my head and stared at it for a while, then clenched my fist and wrapped my index finger. Then I raised my head and followed him: "Brother, wait for me!"
12.
"Hehe, what do you think? You think it's pretty nice after you walked in? Even cozier than in the photos, right?" I proudly put my hands on my hips and waved my hands. "I'm not bragging, big brother, your money wasn't wasted. If I used this house as a room tour, it would definitely get over 10,000 hits~"
Gin's gaze fell back on me, and he suddenly smiled meaningfully.
Well, I laughed so hard that I was numb.
My eyes rolled and I hurriedly tried to make amends: "But don't worry, brother, I will return all the money to you when my salary arrives this month. I have almost saved enough."
It's not my fault that it took so long. When I arrived, this loft didn't even have a bed, yet I built everything myself. Back then, I had just been assigned here and didn't have a salary, and Gin was so generous as to give me his bank card directly. So, isn't it normal for me to buy better and more expensive things?
But where I live, if I buy cheap things that are bad for my health, isn’t it my body that is harmed?
I also had to buy something durable. How could I have known that I would have to move to a new place in less than a year?
The smile on Gin's face faded. He stared at my smiling face and finally couldn't help but hit me.
Oh, he didn’t really hit me, he just pinched my face.
I didn't use much force, but I still screamed exaggeratedly and frowned in pain: "Ahhh! Big brother, I was wrong, then I will..."
Originally I wanted to say that I would pay back part of it first, but when I met Gin's eyes and saw me in his eyes, I suddenly had an idea.
Got it, it's my fault.
Gin wasn't angry because I didn't pay him back, he was just angry because I still wanted to pay him back.
Woohoo, I knew Gin was the best leader in the world! He gave me the bank card simply to subsidize a new employee like me, and he didn't want me to sleep on the floor.
I was actually still thinking about paying him back. It was my fault for not understanding his good intentions.
As expected, everything has a time difference. I only just realized how much love Brother Gin has for me. It's all my fault.
I just said that Gin is the best leader in the Black Organization. This world, this crappy Black Organization, can't function without Gin!
I sniffed, pursed my lips, held Gin's hands, which were actually not exerting any strength at all, and said lovingly, "Brother, you are so good to me."
Gin actually lost his mind for a moment?
He let go of me and shook his hands: "Pack your things."
On the way here, Gin told me that due to my limited health and the unique nature of the Polestar bar, I wasn't moving out completely. When Gin and the others left Tokyo, I'd be staying at the bar again. So, I wasn't going to empty the attic all at once, but rather take most of my belongings with me, leaving behind only the bed, clothes, and other necessities.
The rest will be supplemented after we go to Gin's house depending on the situation.
I was planning what to pack along the way and I worked very efficiently. We packed much faster than expected, so much so that when we brought the things back, the vodka had just sobered us up.
That’s right, it’s us.
...I didn't expect that Gin was not only willing to help me move things, but also willing to help me pack things.
Ming Ming Ming, I said that Gin is the best leader of the entire Black Organization, no, in the whole world, who supports him and who opposes him?
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