Chapter 39: Straight Man's Tricks

Jinpei Matsuda felt something was not right.

When Akiyama Kanade tore off the tape on his mouth, he stopped laughing, took two deep breaths, and regained his composure. "Have you had enough fun?"

Akiyama Kanade remained silent.

"Now it's my turn to ask, Chun, are you doing anything dangerous?"

Akiyama Kanade: ...Ah?

Matsuda Jinpei's hands were still tied behind his back, but his posture was somewhat casual. He said nonchalantly, "I don't believe what others say. I only believe what I see with my own eyes."

He sneered, his eyes sharp, "You act so fierce, but you don't dare to do anything serious. Who are you trying to fool?"

Tricky.

I knew Officer Matsuda was a tough guy, but this level of sensitivity is over the top.

"Let's put aside the question of whether you really like me or not," Jinpei Matsuda now spoke in a very calm tone, as if he was analyzing someone else's business, "What about those people who are monitoring me, or protecting me in secret?"

"According to my guess, you must have arranged those people. What on earth are you doing that is so dangerous that you need to arrange someone to protect me?"

There was not a trace of smile on Jinpei Matsuda's face, and his eyes were cast scrutinizingly on the black-haired man in front of him.

The wrists behind my back were still secretly struggling to break free.

I hadn't seen him for nearly a month, and there was an indescribable sense of fatigue about him. His long hair hung down casually, like a long black river. Wearing a white kimono, he looked like he was covered in white moonlight, like a dream.

He raised his grey eyes and looked at him quietly.

After he stopped pretending to be fierce, he became closer to the person in Matsuda Jinpei's memory, but even more indifferent than before.

"I heard you've been looking for me since I left."

Akiyama heard that the public security department had reported the incident to him, and the young police officer spent all his time outside of work looking for him. He almost ran all over Tokyo and even planned to issue a missing person notice on TV.

Fortunately, it was finally caught quietly by the police.

Once the organization noticed that Matsuda Jinpei was concerned about Blue Orange Liquor, it was hard to guarantee what action the organization would take. Killing a small police officer from the Explosives Squad was really not a big deal for the organization.

Akiyama Kanade will not allow his customers to fall into danger, so he must make Matsuda completely give up looking for him.

"You ran away without saying a word, so I had to look for you to see if you died in some stinky ditch." Matsuda Jinpei's tone was filled with suppressed anger.

How did this guy tie it up? How come it's so strong!

I should have asked Zero how to escape faster.

"In what capacity are you, Officer Matsuda, looking for me?" Kyusho Haruki asked him calmly.

Matsuda Jinpei's anger seemed to be extinguished by a handful of winter river water.

He once again avoided the gaze of his best friend - he didn't know if he could still use this word to define their relationship.

At this point, he seemed to have no choice but to admit Haru's feelings for him.

That's not the look you would give to an ordinary friend.

Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was extremely beautiful, and when he looked at her intently, even breathing seemed to disturb him.

The light grey eyes were covered in shadows, and on the pale cheeks they shone like a star that kept burning itself, until it fell down.

Jinpei Matsuda was in a delicate mood.

He felt that he was about to be burned by this overly hot gaze. He lost his previous calmness and relied on dodging to buy himself a little space to evade.

——Don't look at me like that.

As Ruchun said, he likes him.

But Jinpei Matsuda could not respond because he had no feelings for him beyond friendship.

He opened his mouth and the other party replied: "I don't want to hear an apology."

"If you can't respond to me, then don't come to me again."

"Because it's you, I will give you a chance to escape. I will never appear in front of you again, and you don't have to come to me. We won't meet again..."

"If you can't do that," the black-haired man stood close to the edge of the table, pulling Matsuda Jinpei's collar and forcing him to lean forward in an awkward position. His bound hands felt painful, and his gray eyes were close at hand, "then I will accept the gift that was delivered to my door without hesitation."

The breath was getting closer. After realizing what the other party was going to do, Matsuda Jinpei instinctively frowned and turned his head to avoid it. After realizing it, he did not turn his head back, but said softly: "...I'm sorry."

He knew the other party didn't want to hear this.

But he really couldn't respond to this feeling.

Because Chun was so good to him, he couldn't lie to him.

The black-haired man sighed and let him go. "The only thing I don't want you to dislike me."

"...No, I won't hate you." At least he was sure of this.

It is not the first time that a man confessed to him since he was young, but it is very polite to change to someone else, Matsuda Sohei, without punching him, is very apology for Haruka.

Well, if Haru was a girl, he would probably like her.

But there is no way, no matter how beautiful Jiu Sheng Chun Shu is, he is still a boy.

"Are you sure? Don't be so confident, Officer Matsuda," Kyusho Haruki said in a somewhat strange tone, "Maybe one day, when you understand the real me, you won't think so anymore."

"The real me is hypocritical and dirty, full of lies and deception... maybe I'm the type of person Officer Matsuda hates the most."

He lit a cigarette—which he had taken from Matsuda Jinpei's desk—took two puffs of the smoke, then placed the cigarette to Matsuda Jinpei's lips.

This time the latter did not refuse. He put it in his mouth and took a puff.

White smoke blocked their view.

Akiyama Sou felt that this wave was foolproof.

What do straight men hate the most? Being entangled by someone who is powerful and infuriating is definitely one of them. After launching a double attack with eyes and body, Jinpei Matsuda said that he didn't hate him - this was mainly because he was a good person, with a fierce appearance, but he was very gentle - but he must have felt very disgusted in his heart.

Since I feel disgusted, I will no longer be obsessed with looking for Jiu Sheng Chun Shu.

Akiyama Kanade: The plan is clear√

The only hidden danger in the whole plan is that Jinpei Matsuda might hate him so much that he is not willing to sacrifice his soul to buy medicine to heal his leg.

But it doesn’t matter, let’s drink today and enjoy life today, tomorrow the worst that can happen is that I will sleep in a coffin.

Besides, he has so many backups.

Lei has a strange structure and looks like he would be easily tortured.

For the sake of Matsuda Jinpei's safety, he would not come to see him for a while.

The black-haired young man turned and walked away, his long hair flowing down his back. He hid his long sword in his bamboo stick, supported it with one hand, and his left leg still felt a little sluggish as he walked.

The white kimono robe fluttered like a white butterfly fluttering in the darkness.

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously tried to grab him, but his wrists were deeply marked by the kimono belt.

“Spring…Spring!”

No matter how he called out, the man had no intention of turning back.

"Will you die?" After asking this question, even Jinpei Matsuda himself was shocked.

Is this what he is afraid of?

"No, I'm very lucky." This time, the black-haired young man answered properly. He turned his face slightly to reveal his jawline, "Promise me, don't come to me again."

He emphasized one last time.

Matsuda Jinpei blew the cigarette out of his mouth, and the still burning incense fell into his palm. He used the cigarette to burn the belt that bound his hands, and chased after him without even having time to tidy up his clothes.

The moonlight disappeared behind the dark clouds.

He stood on the deserted street, with no one in sight.

"Tsk! You're running really fast—" Matsuda Jinpei let out a breath of annoyance. He realized that he had just fallen completely into Haru's words.

What's the point of saying we don't want to meet again? This guy really knows how to talk to himself.

Just because he likes him, he can no longer consider him a friend.

No matter what the reason was for Kyushu Haruki to save him again and again, since he, Jinpei Matsuda, had recognized him as a friend, he would risk everything to protect him. How could he know that he was in danger and then shrink his head like a turtle and do nothing?

He suddenly remembered something, and stepped on the window sill, climbed over to the building opposite via the shortest path, and then searched up floor by floor.

This is his last chance, he must find out who is spying on him and question them.

If he misses this opportunity, he may never see spring again.

There must be a reason why Haru didn't let him go find him.

It was somewhat embarrassing for him to say this, but Chun's love for him was clearly surging and passionate. He could feel the desire surging in his blood, but he suppressed the desire and dared not go beyond the line, but pretended to be fierce, trying to scare him away.

What on earth is this idiot going to do?

Naoto Sakumichi saw it clearly through the telescope. Blue Orange Wine, who came out first, was dressed neatly, but his belt was missing. Officer Matsuda, who followed behind, was in a messy state, with his shirt half-open and buttons unbuttoned. His hair was stuck to his temples by sweat, and his wrists were red under his half-rolled sleeves.

A badly ravaged look.

Naoto Sakumichi: Oh, poor Officer Matsuda, that damn blue curacao is too much! Isn't this just a way to get away with it? If you're a man, please comfort Officer Matsuda!

Wait, why is Officer Matsuda coming here?

Don't come over here!

Suddenly, a hand patted Sakumichi Naoto's shoulder. Sakumichi Naoto turned around with a pale face. Blue Orange Wine, who was dressed in white, had touched him from behind. The man sighed and said softly, "Tell your people to withdraw immediately. Follow me—"

This building is still under construction, but due to a funding chain outage, the project has stalled and has remained in this empty concrete wall state for some time.

Naoto Sakumichi followed behind Blue Orange Wine obediently. Jinpei Matsuda took a shortcut and climbed in through the window downstairs. In order to avoid running into him directly, the two had to go upstairs first.

Naoto Sakumichi summoned up the courage to say to the figure in front of him, "If you really like someone, you won't want them to get hurt."

"Why else would I cooperate with you rubbish police?" The man in front said indifferently without even turning his head.

Sakumichi Naoto said with a breath of anger: "Forcing others to have sex is also a serious harm!"

"...So what? I just know that if I like something, I have to get it." The black-haired man glanced at her coldly.

"If that's the case, why didn't you dare to meet Officer Matsuda? You know you hurt him, right?"

Akiyama Kanade remained silent and tacitly accepted the accusation.

He needs to lay the groundwork with the Public Security Bureau so that they will not harass Jinpei Matsuda anymore.

Being ashamed is a good reason.

This young policeman has not been corrupted and has a natural and innocent sense of justice.

Akiyama Kanade inadvertently revealed a kind of confusion that she herself was not aware of, "I don't know... I was very happy when I got him, but I was a little scared when I saw the way he looked at me... No one taught me these..."

The extremely powerful blue and orange wine showed such a look. Sakumichi Naoto didn't know what to do for a moment. Before he could say anything, the man in white immediately smoothed out the slightest bit of weakness and became dignified and inviolable again.

"Go around the rooftop and leave through the nearby building. Keep your voice down so he doesn't hear you."

As if it was some kind of flag, just as he finished speaking, Zuodao Zhiren kicked a small stone, and the stone rolled and rolled, and the lingering sound lingered in the beams for three days.

Akiyama Kanade: Stare

Naoto Sakumichi: “…”

I wanted to slide down on the spot and apologize.

Soon, Matsuda Jinpei's voice, calm yet lazily mixed with his voice, was heard from below.

"Chun, I know you are still here, come out, I want to talk to you again--"

There was a pause.

Blue Orange Wine said nothing, and Zuo Daozhiren didn't even dare to breathe.

"Don't worry about him, let's go." Akiyama Kanade said in a low voice.

"Every time I count to three, I will cut my arm, and I will keep cutting until you are willing to come out to see me." The voice coming from downstairs was reflected repeatedly, with a lingering echo. The voice was calm and comfortable, as if it had already predicted the reaction of the people above. "You should know that I will not die before the acute blood loss reaches more than 20%. You have enough time to think about it slowly."

"Three... two... one—"

Naoto Sakumichi: ...Is this a straight man's trick?