Chapter 238 Get a checkup
Grinning at Gin, Bertrand jumped out of bed, slipped on his shoes in a second, and skipped out of the room. "Whoosh~ A good night's sleep makes me feel refreshed! What should I do next~"
Gin jumped up and grabbed the baby-faced boy who was about to run away.
With a big question mark above his head, Bertrand turned around and looked at him, who had grabbed him by the back of his collar. "What are you doing?"
"I'll give you a full body check-up. You're not allowed to leave Safe House No. 3 until I confirm there's nothing wrong with your body." Gin pulled the boy further into the room, then continued, "This is the Boss's order."
Bertrand stood with his hands on his hips, pouting unhappily. "I'm perfectly healthy, why do I need a checkup?"
He sat on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed and his cheeks puffed out, looking quite angry.
Vermouth sat down next to him, put her arm around his shoulder, and comforted him with a smile, "Oh, it's okay, sweetheart, it's just a check-up anyway~ We can go play after it's done."
Bertrand snorted, got up, and left with Sext, who was grinning sheepishly.
Under the watchful eyes of Gin and the others, Sext's hand trembled slightly as he opened the car door.
Only after the car drove away did Seeker finally breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the silver-haired baby-faced man peering out the car window with a tearful expression, "Little darling, when did I become your personal doctor?!"
Bertrand turned around, pondered for a moment, and asked in a slightly uncertain tone, "Could it be because I was the one who suggested transferring you back?"
Sekter's lips twitched. If only he had known... Oh well, he couldn't disobey the Boss's orders anyway.
Bertrand smiled at him, then leaned her head against him, wrapped her arms around his, and said in a sweet, coquettish tone, "Sai-chan~ I don't want to do the checkup, okay~"
Sext shuddered, then pushed the boy leaning against him away. "No! The Boss said we have to do it!"
The baby-faced girl pouted, looking wronged.
Seeker took a deep breath and reached out to pat his head. "It's not that I want to help you, it's just that I can't disobey the Boss's orders."
"Oh." Bertrand sighed, resting his chin on the car window, his warm breath leaving a thin mist on the window.
He stared at it for a moment, then drew a small heart on it and erased it.
Experimental base.
Many of the experimenters, upon seeing the silver-haired, baby-faced man swaggering ahead of Seekert, unconsciously moved a tiny bit further away.
It seems that news of his last act of organizing the bombing of an observation room at the hospital has spread here, and they're afraid he might do the same to them.
Although those medical team members didn't die, they're still lying in the intensive care unit. It feels like they'd kick the bucket if their oxygen masks were removed.
Bertrand glanced at the research team members who were quietly moving away from them, then turned to Seeker with suspicion, "Seker, what did you do to make them so afraid of you?"
Seeker: ...Is it possible that they are actually afraid of you?
Despite his inner thoughts, he shrugged dismissively and said, "Who knows? For an organization member to be so cowardly, right, Kashiwa-chan?"
Bertrand nodded earnestly in agreement, then secretly made a note of the research members who were avoiding him, thinking that he would find time to give them some courage training.
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