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After finishing his mission, Amuro Tooru saw Behringer chatting happily with someone next to him. He glanced at the woman and the bartender, then looked at Behringer with a question in his eyes.
Behrfinger looked up and met his gaze, then continued to chuckle.
Amuro Tooru gave a slightly speechless twitch of his lips, but still stood aside waiting for him to finish laughing.
After laughing enough, Behringer looked up and downed the drink in his glass in one gulp. He then said something to the woman next to him and the bartender before getting up and walking to the side with Amuro Tooru.
"You two continue chatting, I'm going with my friend now."
"Bye-bye, let's chat again next time if we have the chance~" The woman turned her head and raised an eyebrow at him.
Behrfinger chuckled and waved at her as he pulled Amuro Tooru away.
Sitting down in a less crowded corner, Behringer slumped down and asked lazily, "Tou-kun, how's your mission going?"
"There are only a few left, what's wrong?" Amuro Tooru answered truthfully, and then asked.
Behringer sighed deeply, his back almost slumped on the sofa cushion, his hands neatly placed on his abdomen, his eyes closed as if peacefully passing away. "I've been feeling so tired lately, take me out to play."
Amuro Tooru paused, looked at him quietly for a moment, then smiled and reached out to pull him up. "Okay, wherever you want to go, I'll take you."
Following his pull, Behringer sat up, stretched, and stood up. She pondered for a moment, then said, "I haven't decided where to go yet. Let's think about it tomorrow. If all else fails, we can draw lots."
Amuro smiled and nodded in agreement.
After Amuro Tooru had finished dealing with the rest of the matters, they left the bar together.
If it's called a rest, then it's a rest.
Bertrand stopped scaring people to collect emotion points and just stayed in the safe house playing games all day. When he got bored, he would tease other people.
Qianzhu stays at home composing music, occasionally attending concerts as an invitation.
Well, 'occasionally'.
Sitting by the window, looking at the snow scene outside through the glass, it was quiet and peaceful, with only the snoring of the little black cat curled up next to me.
Time seemed to pass slowly during the days when they weren't in contact with the main characters, which was normal.
Qianzhu withdrew her gaze and gently stroked the little cat's tail that had run into his palm with her fingertips.
He picked up a blank sheet of paper from the table, looked at it, and then raised the pencil in his hand, letting the tip rub against the paper.
Separating his consciousness to control the clone did not make him feel mentally exhausted, because the few moments of peace and quiet were enough to soothe the fatigue caused by pursuing the 'goal'.
Qianzhu stuffed the paper with a drawing of a kitten into the sketchbook and put it away.
Looking down at the sleeping black cat, I gently stroked its back a few times.
The goal...
We'll get there soon.
A faint and gentle smile appeared on Qianzhu's gentle face.
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After spending several days playing with Amuro Tooru without any particular purpose, Bechfenger returned home in high spirits, only to receive a platinum card that appeared in front of him as soon as he got back.
Behrfinger's smile froze instantly.
He quickly put the card away without expression, turned to look at Amuro Tooru who was checking his phone, and asked with feigned curiosity, "Are you going to get busy?"
Amuro Tooru nodded helplessly. "Yeah, the organization is giving me trouble again."
“Okay.” Behringer shrugged, then patted him on the shoulder with a sense of empathy.
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