Chapter 168 Hurry up and bring him back
He then silently turned on the monitor.
A hoarse, mechanical voice came from it, "Ahem, Asti is in the United States right now."
"Huh?" Bertrand blinked. "Why send him to the US? He makes really good desserts!"
Karasuma Renya: ...Who knows if you like it? I've never eaten it before.
Pshaw, no.
"Don't you trust him?" Bertrand suddenly dragged a high stool to the monitor, sat down, and asked with a serious expression, his hands on his knees.
But the next second his expression relaxed, his eyes crinkled, and he put his hands on the edge of the stool and swung his legs. "But that's completely unnecessary~ At worst, we can just brainwash him~ After all, I, Bertrand! am super good at brainwashing!"
As he spoke, he put his hands on his hips, his face full of pride.
Bourbon: !!!
His pupils narrowed slightly as he tried his best to hide his emotions, but the hand resting on his lap unconsciously curled slightly.
Karasuma Renya chuckled softly, his tone exceptionally indulgent, "You're right."
"Then hurry up and bring him back, I want to eat the desserts he made~" Bertrand tapped the screen with his index finger knuckle.
“Okay.” Karasuma Renya replied, then turned and sent a message to Martell in the United States.
Bertrand jumped off the bar stool, ran to Vermouth, and took her hand. "How about we go get ramen before he gets back?"
Vermouth smiled and patted his head. "Okay."
Bertrand's eyes crinkled into a smile, then he stubbornly refused to say goodbye to Gin and the others.
Glancing at the closed door, Sext winked at Gin, "Gin, you guys really didn't do anything to Kashiwagi? His previous reaction really made it seem like he'd been locked up in a lab."
Gin gave him a cold look. "Instead of asking me here, you should ask the Boss."
Seekert: ...
I dare not.
Glancing at the indifferent Gin, Sext shook his head and sighed. He stood up, stretched, yawned, and left.
He still has experiments to do.
After he left, Bourbon also left.
He didn't want to be with Gin.
but……
Seekert's words just now made him fall into deep thought.
He got into the car, tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly, frowned, made a soft click of his tongue, then started the engine and drove away.
Meanwhile, inside the US organization's base.
Upon receiving the message from the Boss, Martell's gaze sharpened. He immediately ordered the 'training' in the training room to be stopped and summoned Asti to his office.
Asti clicked his tongue and left, ignoring the resentful stares of the others present.
He spent ten days in the United States. Apart from the first five days spent on missions and the sixth day when the team members were sick, he spent almost the remaining four days in the laboratory.
Although he used illusion magic, the actual damage didn't reach him, but...
I'm really annoyed.
The pair of purple eyes hidden beneath the hood now held a deep chill, a stark contrast to their usual bright and clear appearance.
He walked to the door of Martell's office, knocked, and entered after receiving permission.
Martell glanced at him and said casually, "The boss wants you to go back now."
Asti was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head slightly. "I understand."
Martell responded and picked up the documents on the table to start looking through them.
Asti stood there for a while, and only after receiving no further instructions did he turn and leave.
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