Chapter 146 The Final Battle

[Wuwu, Saori-nee… I miss you so much (bursts into tears) Toru was bullied so badly when you were away!! (sobs)]

[Ah, I suddenly feel that the Red Team is still too smooth sailing, that's why they think so purely, especially Conan and Ai, one is too black and white, the other is too biased and short-sighted. I hope that what happened to Tetsu can wake them up and stop dreaming. There is no so much justice in the world that can be understood.]

[Sister and Toru must have had a happy childhood, right? They would curse the rubbish organization every day!! But she suddenly brought it up, maybe she was thinking of Toru (dumbfounded)]

[Tiny little Soo makes tiny Toru angry all day long, and then calls her sister while she’s angry…awsl is so cute that I’m crawling all over the floor]

[I see! Shinsou is so aggressive in attacking the red team, isn't it because they didn't take good care of Che? (Angry) Please be sure to bring my copy to show off]

[My brother and sister, brother and sister!! (screaming) The child wants candy...]

[Toru is definitely not dead! But Gran, I don’t want him to die either—]

370.

The USB flash drive was transferred to a key public security location along with Rum that night. After being analyzed overnight by professionals, the data was presented to the desk of the Superintendent of Police.

The White Horse Police Superintendent looked at the horrifying research content that could not be told to the world, and his usually cheerful expression finally calmed down: "Did the research results of that organization reach this level nearly 20 years ago?"

"There is also a list of undercover members of organizations in various countries, which must be verified within three days."

Kuroda Hei, who was standing in front of him, nodded and finally smiled: "We have sent people to investigate immediately. Now we have to race against time with that organization. If it is true, we will definitely cut off their main arm!"

Yuto Hazuka answered the previous question: "Gipson told me that the organization's research had reached a bottleneck at the time. After he intercepted some of the data, the research on consciousness transfer was directly stagnated and destroyed."

"In other words, undercover intelligence is the biggest gain, while consciousness shift has become an empty talk."

The White Horse Police Chief heaved a sigh of relief: "It's better if this kind of thing doesn't appear in this world. As for the source of this USB flash drive... How is that child, Soori, doing now?"

Yuto Yuzuka looked a little strange: "She..."

He didn't know what to say. A few days ago, he blew up the base and cooperated with Fu Jingguang and his gang. Now, he was said to have jumped into the sea and mobilized the rescue team to search for a long time. Although an excellent NOC must always remember the principle of confidentiality, he would even betray his teammates when necessary.

But what Chiyotani Saori did was too irrelevant.

Especially since she quietly created two identities in the organization and was even close to becoming the boss of the organization, as if one could destroy the organization as long as they followed her lead.

This caused a lot of complaints when we discussed Shinsou last time, but after learning that she was a disciple of Kuroba Touichi, Superintendent Hakuba suppressed the matter.

After all, a magic master of this level can already master disguise with ease, not to mention that she obviously has other sources of information.

Yuto Hazuka didn't know what to say, so he murmured, "She only told me that she would explain it clearly after the organization was destroyed."

The White Horse Police Chief nodded, put this aside for the time being, and ordered everyone to immediately check on the people while the organization had no time to react.

The opportunity to attack...is finally here.

371.

The ship would dock in half an hour. After hastily finishing his morning meeting, Morobushi Jingguang quickly rushed to the seaside. He drank the strong coffee in his hand in one gulp and saw his tired and haggard appearance through the reflective glass of the door.

There was no other way. He couldn't drive in this situation, so he just hailed a taxi, got in and said, "Let's go to Harumi Pier."

"Okay." The driver responded, and suddenly looked back at him in surprise, "Sir, you are a policeman, right?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at his casual clothes and frowned: "You are...?"

The driver waved his hand and said as he drove: "You certainly don't remember a small person like me, but I can't forget you."

Morofushi Kagemitsu: “Ah?”

"It was about seven years ago. Do you remember the driver who went crazy in the police station?" The driver said cheerfully, "It was me. I have to say that seven years have passed, and you don't look any older. I have a lot more wrinkles!"

Morobushi Kagemitsu remembered that seven years ago, he first assisted C in dealing with the aftermath of the organization. After dealing with those people from the Mud Society, he and his colleague Yasuda went to the police station to rescue a driver who was covered in blood and was almost sent to a mental hospital because of his nonsense.

"I was given a sum of money and told not to tell anyone. I promised not to tell my wife that I was almost killed by a man."

The driver said, "But I really think about it. At such a close distance, even if it is a blood bag, the penetration power should be enough. I am not hurt at all... This shows that our country's weapons are really improving rapidly!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned: "Man? What kind of man?"

"Your face is as pale as a zombie, and you are wearing glasses politely... Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I said this in front of you, I definitely didn't tell anyone else!" The driver was shocked and said with a bitter face, "Brother, our hush money... doesn't the contract say that we can't mention it to anyone who knows about it?"

Morobushi Jingguang did not reply. His breathing quickened a little, and his tired brain tried hard to recall an inconspicuous task that had been buried among many tasks seven years ago.

He had just taken office at that time and was unfamiliar with everything. He didn't know where to get to the bottom of things, so he just listened to C's instructions throughout the whole process and did not overstep the line.

But now it turns out that besides Zero and Zao, who else is the Metropolitan Police Department's undercover agent in the organization?

So who was he covering for at that time?

All kinds of messy tasks mixed together disturbed his memory. Morobushi Kagemitsu's face turned pale. Almost based on his intuition, he sent a message to Furutani Rei, asking him whether he had participated in the organization's mission to clear the Mud Society's data seven years ago.

He forced a smile at the driver and said, "Tell me it's okay, but if you leak the news again next time, I think your wife will be worried."

The driver was suddenly silent, frightened by the seemingly calm tone and got goosebumps all over his body. He was afraid that the policeman would take out that gun and shoot him again, then his salary for the day would be gone!

After Zhu Fu Jingguang sent the message, he looked out the window in a daze, but his heart became heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could hardly breathe, as if there was some truth that he had not yet discovered, and his subconscious mind was giving him a warning.

He hadn't slept well for three days. Once he thought about what Matsuda Jinpei said and the recent investigations, Morofushi Kagemitsu lost all desire to sleep. Even his emotions were drained away into a vacuum, with only the thought of "I must find him" remaining.

He was thinking even as he moved, wondering how everything had come to this point.

Chiyodani Toru's story did not end so peacefully. It was just a moment of calm before the storm, accumulating strength and waiting for an opportunity to explode.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that he was already standing in the storm, waiting to be overthrown at any time.

He was a little scared to go see Hayato.

272.

When Furutani Rei received the message from Morobushi Kagemitsu, he was driving to the location of the organization's meeting today. When he saw this incoherent message, he almost threw his phone away.

Why would Hiro ask such a thing?

Of course, Furuya Rei will never forget that time. He was so angry at Granmani's murder that he almost couldn't hold back his expression. If it weren't for Akai Shuichi distracting him, he might have revealed his true colors at the beginning.

The blond man parked the car on the side of the road, holding his cell phone, his purple-gray eyes dark.

A lost life cannot be brought back, and Rei Furuya could not get over this incident. He also did not want his best friend to be immersed in the irreversible depression with him, so he could only hide it in his heart and never mentioned it to anyone.

Now that I think about it, Granmani must have seen through his flaws at that time, but he hit him just because of Toru... to make him tense, right?

"Toru..."

Even though Kana has called Amuro Toru for a long time, Furuya Rei still didn't feel much sense of immersion. He was just thinking about his classmate and the smile on his face when he wrote his name on a piece of paper when they first met.

Chiyodani Toru is really suitable for this name, he is so pure and thorough that once he is tainted with other colors, he will feel extremely painful.

At that time, Furuya Rei left the video in the middle of watching it, and as expected, he received an unhappy and testing call from Gin. Facing his question, Furuya Rei held back his hatred and self-blame, and finally just said coldly: "I just think it's meaningless to target a puppet."

"Indeed." Gin agreed with him and said lightly, "But I think you also like destroying beautiful things."

Furiha Rei just wanted to vomit.

Chiyotani Toru's life should not be disturbed by the organization at all.

He, Zaozhi, and their parents should have lived together happily, cleanly and innocently.

Instead of being dragged down by the organization, being dragged down by them and becoming this mess.

After thinking about it, Fūya Rei sent the message back to Morobushi Kagemitsu, and soon received a reply, which almost made him startled and honk the horn.

If an outsider passed by, he would definitely think that the blond man sitting in the car might be at risk of sudden emergency. Fūya Rei held the mobile phone in one hand and placed the other hand on his chest, bending his waist tightly.

The pain from the breath reversal lingered in his lungs, but his eyes were fixed on those words.

"Zero, I went to see Senior C. She said that she was the one who gave the order to finish the Muddy Society mission seven years ago."

"I was responsible for the finale. The innocent people at the scene were only in a state of suspended animation and coma due to the special guns, but they did not die."

No death?

Furiya Rei looked at these words, not knowing how to react for a moment. He only felt that the words drilled into his eyes one by one, shattering the emotions that suddenly rose up in his mind and turning them into an idea that made him shudder.

There are many murderers in the organization, many of whom use perverted methods, but the only one that Rei Furuya openly expresses his dislike for is Granmani. The first reason is that the latter is obsessed with killing Shinsou; the second is that the killing at that time was too much of a shock to him as he had just joined the organization not long ago.

The black-haired man wearing glasses coldly fired with both guns, and even ruthlessly killed a member of the group who was trying to escape after they arrived.

People never have much real feelings about things that happen elsewhere. Often they only become defensive and develop intense emotions when something happens to them.

Therefore, during the time of the organization, Rei Furuya's hatred for Granmani reached its peak and was not concealed.

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"Senior, so you knew about Toru's condition from the beginning?" In the room, Morobushi Kagemitsu and Shinsou sat face to face. He said in disbelief, "Then why didn't you say it out loud?"

Shen Suo stroked the teacup, his expression looked peaceful, but a hint of coldness seeped out from his words: "Because nothing can be changed."

Chiyodani Toru has not been exposed. He still has an open identity as a policeman, which makes the organization cautious. If he is exposed, neither the organization nor the public security will be good for him.

Shinsou cannot leave the organization, and neither can Granmani. This organization is like a huge dye vat that prevents anything immersed in it from completely escaping.

Morofushi Jingguang said "sorry" subconsciously.

"Because... he is my brother." Shensuo's cold tone suddenly softened. She subconsciously grabbed her arm and whispered, "I just hope that he can live a little better."

She discovered it too late. Granmani had already been born, and the pure white soul hidden in the darkness was struggling painfully. Shensuo understood his brother's character and knew how cruel it was to let him face all this.

So she chose to disobey all orders and bottom lines and cooperate with Granmani to protect him - even though it was just a temporary solution.

Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to be suddenly awakened by this sentence. He took a deep breath, suppressed the sudden sour emotion in his heart, and asked: "Are all the missions?"

"Glenn is not that docile. He hates me, and we rarely interact with each other." Shinsou's fingers traced across the glass candy wrapper. She lowered her eyes and said, "That time was an exception, just an exception."

They all knew what Chiyodani Toru was doing.

Zhu Fu Jingguang relied on the fact that he couldn't see with the divine rope and put his hands in front of him. He sat on the sofa, leaned forward and bent over, almost unable to control his emotions.

"Mr. Zhufu, I want to find Toru." After a while, he heard Shinsou say, "Will you help me?"

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"Zero, he doesn't want to kill in front of you." Morobushi Jingguang's message came, "He also doesn't want you to be stained with too much innocent blood."

"...This should also be his first time dealing with Gran Manida."

Because Shuichi Akai, who goes by the alias Morohoshi, is also on the mission, if they encounter a scene where ordinary people are mixed with the mission target, most organization members will choose to clean them up together impatiently.

Therefore, if Granmani does not take the initiative, the ones who need to take action will be Furuya Rei and Akai Shuichi, who are forced to shoot and kill people because of the constraints of other organization members.

Of course, Fūya Rei is mentally prepared now, but at that time he was almost on the job for emergency training, and he must have been crazy for a few days after reaping lives so many times.

"Amuro-kun, go upstairs and look for information."

Granmani handed the matter of catching the fish that had escaped the net to Zhu Xingda, asking him to do the simplest job that did not require any manual labor.

These words, which had been forgotten for a long time, suddenly appeared in my mind again.

Fūya Rei looked at his phone, a little stunned.

For Granmani, being hated by him was nothing. If it weren't for the existence of Chiyodani Toru, he would have wanted to kill them even more.

It's just... that idiot only cares about the few friends he has.

His friends could do nothing but watch him walk further and further down this dark and burdensome road.

Fūya Rei subconsciously raised his head, and for some reason his eyes were covered with a layer of crystal-clear purple-gray light, but even blinking seemed like a burden. He watched until his eyes were sore and unbearable that he blinked barely noticeably.

He is not qualified to shed tears or repent now.

The road that the predecessors and peers paved with their lives was for only one purpose - to destroy the organization!

Furukaya Rei punched himself on the shoulder, using the pain to keep himself awake, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the organization's meeting location. The hatred in his purple-gray eyes became more and more intense, and finally turned into dead silence.

273.

Gin always feels that his prestige in Tokyo has declined, because none of the members of the organization react normally.

Granmani, whose injuries had not yet healed, fell asleep as soon as he arrived at the scene. He was silent and those who didn't know him would have thought he was dead. Chianti, who was becoming more and more irritated because of Cinsou's death, was scribbling on the wall with a piece of chalk.

Cohen was holding his gun in a daze; Bermode was reading a fashion magazine; Canadian Whiskey was holding his pet cat and barking at it, and no one knew who was in heat; Vodka also fell asleep while standing.

Even though he was standing there emitting cool air, no one around him paid any attention to him.

As for Bourbon, who was waiting last, not only was he late, but he also didn't answer two phone calls.

When Gin was about to explode, the blond man finally arrived. With a smile on his face, he said politely but perfunctorily: "Sorry, I was too busy working and didn't see you for a while."

"Don't make this an exception next time." Gin said coldly and fired a shot directly into the air, attracting everyone's attention.

——Except for the young man who was sleeping soundly on a container, he didn't even move, as if he didn't hear the gunshot at all.

Fūya Ling frowned, unable to think of anyone else who could be so presumptuous in front of Gin.

Gin twitched his lips, took a deep breath, and walked over with the gun in hand, ready to give the guy a close-up shot. All the other onlookers looked like spectators.

Until the moment before the trigger was pulled, the pale hand wrapped in gauze was slightly raised and directly blocked the muzzle of the gun.

The man, who was not in disguise at all, slowly raised his head, as if he had just woken up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ahem, sorry, I was too engrossed in my sleep and didn't hear you."

Gin only felt that Granmani, who had recently apologized, was even more disgusting. He put away his gun, but could only say coldly: "This will not happen again."

Next to him, Furugani Rei's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately lowered his head to hide his expression of being on the verge of failure, but his hands involuntarily clenched, causing the wound that had finally healed to feel painful again.

Che… ?

…

On the other side, Morofushi Kagemitsu sighed helplessly when he saw Chiyogaya Sayori, who was leaning on his shoulder and was about to discuss some plan with him, suddenly fainted.

Those blue-gray eyes were filled with inexplicable thoughts.

Naturally, he believed his predecessor, just like before, as long as she said he could survive, he would survive, and this time... it was the same.

The man leaned over, picked up the unconscious woman, and carefully placed her on the bed.

…

At this moment, Chianti's voice was heard as if he had seen a ghost: "Oh my god! Isn't this the policeman who brags all the time on TV? Gin, you still want to play a substitute now that Shinso is gone?"

"No, I remember that after you two broke up, wasn't it Bourbon who took over?"

Canadian Whisky: "Poof"

He laughed so hard that he hurt the cat in his arms, and got a set of ruthless cat punches from the cat. He immediately covered his hand and gasped.

Vodka: "Ahem!"

Gin's face darkened instantly. He shot directly to Chianti's feet and said coldly: "If you want to die, I don't mind giving you a ride."

The person being teased smiled nonchalantly, took out a pair of metal glasses from his pocket and put them on. The familiar outfit caused several people present who were unaware of the situation to remain silent for a moment.

"Granmani?!"

"It's me," Granmani said slowly. "Well, are you surprised?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Furiya Rei who was standing beside him. The latter opened his mouth but said nothing.

The two looked at each other, and Granmani winked at him.

It was as if these words were spoken to him.

Fūya Rei bit his lip subconsciously. He stood there silently, but never looked away, as if he wanted to examine the man in front of him carefully, not missing any details.

toru……

It was summer, but Granmani was still wearing a thick windbreaker. The exposed part of his wrist was wrapped in thick gauze, which fit tightly with his black gloves. There were bruises on his cheeks that had not yet healed. He coughed from time to time, but he seemed to be in good spirits.

In Furuya Rei's mind, the message that Morobushi Kagemitsu had conveyed to him was still lingering. At that time, his young voice was almost choked with sobs and he could not utter a single sound.

He said that Toru's identity was exposed directly, and he fell into the sea after fighting with Matsuda and his life or death was unknown; he said that they were just one step too late.

Just that one step...

Furiya Rei didn't remember how he got through the blank period of a few days. It was as if a mouse had entered his brain and had gnawed away most of his memories, leaving them hazy. He had to think carefully before he could remember some of them.

Instead, long-ago memories came flooding back, becoming new, almost addictive food.

At this moment, he looked at the familiar face, with no thoughts of camp, life or death, or betrayal in his mind. Only one simple sentence echoed in his mind.

It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive...

He didn't dare to ask for anything more.

Gin finally drew everyone's attention. With a cold face, he talked about Rum's arrest and the failure of the mission, but did not mention any punishment for Granmani. He just reassigned tasks to everyone and asked them to try their best to recover the losses.

As a member of the intelligence team, Bourbon was assigned the task of destroying data and assisting the assassination team in dealing with exposed undercover agents; while Granmani from the action team continued to hunt down Shuichi Akai with Gin.

Vermouth is also a member of the intelligence team. She took on a surveillance job, but Rei Furutani knew that she just wanted to take some time to protect her cool guy and angel.

Only then did Rei Furuya realize that, with the help of the information obtained from the public security department, the FBI had quietly destroyed several overseas branches of the organization, thus sharing most of the pressure of the organization - it could barely be considered a sincere apology.

"Okay, let's call it a day for today."

Gin explained a lot more afterwards, but seeing that each member was either too cunning to be contained or too cunning to be annoying, he finally left with a sour face and a glass of vodka.

The remaining members of the organization also left one after another.

If it was the "Star of Justice" who was turned, then they would be happy to spend some time to have fun and tease him, but it turned out to be the disguise of the big villain Granmani, and each one ran faster than the other.

Especially Canadian Whiskey, who was smiling arrogantly in front of Gin the day before yesterday, but at this moment, seeing Granmani's somewhat mysterious smile to him, he immediately ran away on the spot like a mouse seeing a cat, holding his beloved baby.

Finally, only Granmani and Furuya Rei were left.

Fūya Rei left first without realizing it. He walked to his car and stood still, but his hands were still clenched uncontrollably. Slippery cold sweat seeped out of his eyes, and he almost lost his grip on the key.

The man who was finally caught felt his pocket and pulled out a few cigarettes. He stared at these unused cigarettes for a while, and finally threw them behind the container.

"What a waste of money." He muttered to himself twice, with a slightly painful expression on his face.

Then he walked out of the warehouse with his hands in his pockets, raised his head slightly to feel the warmth of the sun, and squinted his eyes like a cat.

It’s so warm...why don’t you like it?

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“Bourbon.”

Furugaya Rei waited by the car for a while, and as expected, he heard that familiar voice. Chiyodani Toru walked towards him from the warehouse. He put his hands in his pockets, coughed softly, and looked very cold.

The sunlight fell on his black hair, warm but unable to melt into it. It seemed as if it was attached to the surface and soon fell into the shadow as it moved.

He called softly, "Granmani."

Chiyodani Toru gave him a faint smile, a smile so familiar that it made people cry.

The two got off the car in a deserted place. Furiya Rei looked at him anxiously. After the latter shook his head to indicate that he was not eavesdropping, he suddenly relaxed and almost whispered, "Toru..."

"Zero, hey, it's a good thing you're not exposed. There have been some major changes in the organization recently, so please be careful." The black-haired man smiled and pushed his glasses, exposing his shoulders to the sunlight inconspicuously.

Like the sea, it's a bit cold.

Fūya Rei didn't care about this. He just watched nervously, with countless questions on his mind, but he didn't know which one to ask.

After a while, his eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "How is your injury? Have you taken a good look at it? Have you taken the cough medicine?"

It had only been two days since the incident. A cut on a normal person wouldn’t necessarily start to heal, let alone being injured first and then falling into the sea. It took an unknown amount of time for him to be found by the organization…

This idiot is injured again.

Chiyodani Toru just smiled. Even though his right hand was still bruised, he still said casually, "I'm fine."

"Have you told Matsuda and the others that you are still alive?"

"Not yet," Chiyodani Toru said, "but the USB drive has been given to them."

Fūya Rei was choked up and said helplessly: "I'm not talking about the USB flash drive..."

"It's okay..." Chiyodani Toru said helplessly, "Since you want to say it, please inform me later. I... haven't figured out what to do yet."

He leaned against the wall with his head slightly lowered. His thick eyelashes and glasses covered his eyes. In the shadows, his eyes, which were filled with coldness and a hint of disgust, were not clear.

When Fūya Rei thought about what happened, his heart ached, but he could only respond with a "OK".

"By the way, Toru, since it's you... then Granmanita..." Furuya Rei was hesitant to speak.

Since the person in front of him is someone he is familiar with, what about the other murderous and extreme personality?

For the first time, Chiyodani Toru stopped smiling and said slowly, "It seems you already know—"

Furiya Rei remained silent. Not only did he know about it, he also witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

"The other me is asleep." He looked into Rei Furuya's eyes, his words clear and soft, as if to reassure him, and said, "So, you don't have to worry about anything anymore, and don't be afraid of what I will do next."

Fūya Rei felt that the black eyes were quiet, and he felt as if he was being seen through when they looked at each other. He thought to himself that he was not afraid of him, but was just worried about his own emotional problems...

He uttered the word "sorry" again.

This apology was owed to Chiyodani Toru by all of them. After seven long years, they thought they were very familiar with each other as they had been together day and night, but they still couldn't tell the difference between the two people who were so obvious.

This apology was also received with an inclusive "it's okay".

"There's one more thing..." Furiya Rei started again. The things he had done with Morobushi Kagemitsu were circling in his mind, making him restless for a moment, so he started, "Thank you for that time at the Mud Club seven years ago..."

"Toru, you've helped us so much."

Chiyodani Toru was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Zero, you know? It was...my sister who told you, right?"

His voice was very gentle, as if he didn't care at all: "It's okay for me."

"Feel sorry."

Fūya Ling lowered his head. He had been holding back tears in the car just now, but now he felt extremely embarrassed. The tears suddenly flowed straight from his eye sockets to the ground without any buffering. He gritted his teeth, but was afraid to raise his hand to wipe them away.

After pausing for a moment, the black-haired man raised his hand and rubbed Furuya Rei's head awkwardly: "I'm really fine."

This is so embarrassing.

Furiya Rei always felt like he had returned to the age of 21, and even his tears became unruly.

He casually reached out and wiped his face twice, completely ignoring his ears that seemed to have turned red at some point, and continued, "Do you want to continue to stay in the organization?"

"What else?" Chiyotani Toru looked helpless, but still smiled, "After all, I can't go back to the Metropolitan Police Department now."

"Just take a long vacation." He murmured, "It's time to rest."

Although it was Rei Furuya who asked all the questions, he couldn't help but feel his eyes welling up after hearing the exact answer. He could only frown and said more seriously: "Toru, please don't fight alone this time. Contact me when the time comes, and I can help you."

"...Will you tell the police?" Chiyodani Toru paused.

Furiya Rei squeezed his palms unconsciously. He pursed his lips and wanted to say that it depends on the situation, but what came out was just a simple sentence: "I."

"In the name of Rei Furuya."

The dual personality can indeed explain Chiyotani Toru's behavior and can prevent most of the legal responsibilities, but at this critical juncture, if he informed the police, he would most likely be ordered to take Chiyotani Toru back to eliminate the uncertainties.

Furuya Rei could no longer imagine what it would be like for Chiyodani Toru, who had already collapsed once, to face that kind of situation again, so he chose to resign from his duties, just by himself.

So this promise was met with a gentle "yes".

Fūya Rei was almost immersed in this wonderful atmosphere of satisfaction and forgiveness. He had countless things to say, but while he was still excited, he met those exceptionally calm and rational eyes.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head in the dead of winter, making Jōgō Rei feel the biting chill.

Thinking back to the conversation just now, no matter what he said, Chiyodani Toru always said tolerantly, "It's okay," "It's okay," and "Okay," as if he was completely following his words and had no temper at all.

But after all that had happened, would their black-hearted sesame buns be so - not angry at all?

So what should the normal attitude be?

Rei Furuya recalled the experience of tricking Chiyogaya Toru into writing a self-criticism, and the latter secretly retaliated with slime dumplings the next day; or maybe they once secretly wrote a joint love letter and threw it to Chiyogaya Toru for fun; but a few days later, he found a bunch of declarations of war from his "rivals in love" in his drawer.

Chiyodani Tetsuko has never been a soft persimmon who never gets angry, it's just that his gentleness is too tolerant, which sometimes makes it difficult for people to see his true colors.

"Toru." The blond man trembled a little, "Why don't you curse at me to calm down?"

"ah?"

"I said that on your birthday...without considering your feelings." Fūya Rei said hoarsely, "You should just curse me a few times."

"It's okay." Chiyotani Toru's expression was calm. "It's in the past. There's no need to think too much about it. This organization won't survive for long."

"Gin might ask me to discuss finding Akai Shuichi later... You'd better pay attention."

"Chiyodani Toru!" Furugaya Rei held onto his shoulders and held him in place. He almost stared into his eyes and begged in a low voice, "Just curse at me a few times..."

"Zero, I'm not angry anymore, I really am not angry." He also looked at him seriously with his black eyes, which included not only Furuya Zero, but also the blue sky and light clouds behind him, and said, "What has passed is passed. There is no need to dwell on it, right?"

Such a focused gaze made Furuya Rei feel as if his soul had left his body.

He clearly realized that Chiyodani Toru didn't care that much.

It was like a vast ocean that washed away all his emotions about the past, leaving only his own restraint and tolerance, as well as hatred for the organization... which seemed a little empty.

It seemed as if the eyes that once embraced the figures of the five of them could no longer see anything.