Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Do you want to rest together tonight, Su Ge...
Pretending to be a couple?
And bourbon?
The brain faithfully and quickly analyzes what it will face next, but emotionally it still feels a bit uncomfortable.
It was clear intellectually that Furuya Rei now needed him, as the head of the logistics team, to reveal information or provide convenience - and this was indeed Morobushi Kagemitsu's plan.
The organizational task is just the most appropriate excuse at the moment.
In an organization like this, talking about friendship and selfless dedication is inevitably laughable. Apart from the transaction of money and power, only this ambiguous relationship is a reasonable reason for the flow of intelligence and power.
So even if he knew that the person that Furuya Rei liked was not him, he had no right to try to make him like him. Morofushi Kagemitsu, or Scotland, also needed to take over Bourbon's play.
It's normal for Scotland to "inadvertently" say something to the people around him while flirting with Bourbon, right?
So reason controlled Zhu Fujingguang to sign to Bourbon like this: "Really? Then let me see if Bourbon is a suitable lover."
He signed slowly and steadily, just like his sniping style, as if this flirtatious remark with an ambiguous tone didn't come from this sniper who was famous for his rational and steady style.
But only Zhu Fujingguang knew that some unfamiliar emotions were like seaweeds entwining his body, limbs, and even his heart, pulling him down and even making him vaguely feel suffocated.
He turned aside to let Bourbon in.
As the door closed, Bourbon added slowly, "Of course I am. Who do you think is keeping this place clean? You're not counting on that knitted hat, are you?"
Zhu Fushiki Jingguang did not count on Lei, but he also did not expect that Bourbon would even improve his cooking skills in order to play the role of a "good lover".
The cat-eyed young man, who had been busy for almost a whole day and night, only had time to wash up briefly, put on his pajamas and hurriedly got into the clean and comfortable bed.
I thought that encountering different people and things one after another would make him upset and unable to sleep, but he fell asleep almost the moment he touched the pillow.
When he woke up to the smell of food, a small patch of orange sunset light had already fallen on the desk.
His brain was still slowly starting up, but his culinary instinct had already helped Zhu Fu Jingguang analyze what the fragrance was made of.
Steak and tomato soup.
After his brain finished loading, he immediately realized why he was so familiar with these two foods and what their relationship was with the other person living under this roof.
When he was in Europe, Zhu Fushimi followed 1207's suggestion and sent Bourbon the first daily photo of his own cooking, which was a T-bone steak and tomato soup.
1207, who had watched countless romantic movies and had good video storage performance, also understood something the moment Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the door and saw the dishes on the table.
The little Love Brain system was initially excited, and it put into practice the notes it had taken on various movies during this period. "Four Valley made this especially for you! He must be trying to show that he actually looked carefully at the photos you sent him, and he can also take this opportunity to ask you if he can make the same dish to your level of satisfaction."
If 1207 had a physical body, Zhu Fu Jingguang would have looked at it with a new look.
But it quickly calmed down, its tone gradually becoming confused: "But his favorability hasn't changed at all... And this action seems to be wrong. Hmm, how did he become the one who is trying to capture you!"
Zhu Fujingguang offered some of his analysis to this system, which had no other skills besides romance. The system fell silent for a moment before regaining its excitement and saying, "Since you're being so hypocritical, let's make it real!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..." It's over. 1207 seems to have made a lot of progress. Just a short sentence almost convinced him.
The windows of this safe house were one-way. The curtains in the living room were drawn, and the warm sunset light trailed across the white tiles by the window and onto the dining table, adding a touch of homeliness to the sumptuous dinner.
Bourbon was standing by the dining table, removing his light blue plaid apron. Hearing the noise, he looked up, his purplish-gray eyes gleaming with orange, and the smile on his lips wasn't his usual sweet, thick honey. Instead, it was unusually refreshing... like the smile he wore when facing Furuya Rei, who had been intimately acquainted with Morobushi Kagemitsu since childhood.
A mixture of real bitterness and illusory sweetness washed over him simultaneously. Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes, glanced at the two identical dinners on the table, and signed, "This is the first time someone my age has cooked for me."
In the original world, although Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu taught Furuya Ling how to cook, the latter always relied on Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu to be by his side and never actually cooked.
Bourbon smiled. "Really? It's my honor."
Zhu Fujingguang's words just now were what he instinctively wanted to say, but after he really conveyed it to Bourbon, he felt his heartbeat briefly skipped a beat. Fortunately, judging from Bourbon's reaction, Bourbon didn't care about this sentence.
Fortunately, he doesn't care.
"After seeing the photos Scotland sent me recently, I tried to make some." Bourbon's tone was gentle, as if it wasn't him who often read Scotland's photos without replying. "Please try it and see how it tastes. I'd like to improve it based on your feedback. After all, I still have a lot to learn from you in this area."
1207, who guessed Bourbon's purpose, almost raised his tail.
"We agreed to pretend to be a couple." Zhu Fujingguang emphasized this to 1207 and also to himself.
The steak was tender and tasty, the tomato soup was refreshing and appetizing, and even the flavor was almost the same as what Zhufu Jingguang made in Italy at that time.
Zhu Fushigi Jingguang was a little surprised by the rapid improvement of Jōtani Rei's cooking skills. He only posted pictures of these two dishes at the time, but did not mention the cooking methods.
He knew his young adoptee was talented in every way, but he also guessed that Bourbon's initial indifference to Scotland and his shift in strategy to extract intelligence from it were only recent events. It was surprising that he had learned this much in such a short time...
As expected of zero.
Bourbon sat on the dining chair next to Zhu Fushi Jingguang. Seeing his expression after eating, he leaned over and asked from a close but not intimate distance, "Is it delicious? I specially selected seasonings from Europe."
Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded in approval.
The blond young man picked up his unused knife and fork, cut off a small piece of his steak and handed it to him. "Would you like to try mine? It's 20% more done than yours."
Zhu Fujingguang glanced at the fork that was at the perfect height - he only needed to lean sideways and lower his head slightly to bite the tempting piece of beef, and then signaled Bourbon with his eyes to put the meat on his plate.
However, the intelligence expert, who was always good at observing people's expressions, seemed not to have received the message of drawing a clear line for a moment. His purple-gray eyes were still looking at him naturally and gently, and there was no sign of moving or putting down the fork in his hand.
Zhu Fujingguang showed a gentle smile, and the knife and fork that was originally cutting the steak in his hand was suddenly thrown up lightly by him. At the same time, he knocked the chocolate-colored wrist upward with his left hand. When Bourbon reflexively grabbed the falling fork with his backhand, Zhu Fujingguang's knife and fork also fell back, and he easily scraped the piece of beef off Bourbon's fork.
Bourbon: “…”
A crack appeared on his previously perfect Bourbon expression.
Looking at his empty fork in silence, and then at the piece of beef that fell in the middle of the Scottish plate with indescribable expression, Furuya Rei briefly fell into a moment of philosophy of life.
This time, the person who seemed not to receive the information from the people around him was Zhufu Jingguang.
He was savoring his spoils with gusto, even his beautifully shaped cat's eyes curved in an arc because of his good mood.
Furuya Rei mechanically cut another piece of beef and put it into his mouth. He chewed it, chewed it again, and swallowed it. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Scotland, I remember that we are playing lovers now, not rivals."
The Scotsman held his knife and fork in both hands and had no hands free to use for sign language.
He imitated Bourbon's approach, picked up a piece of beef and handed it to Rei Furuya. When Rei Furuya was about to lower his head to bite out the piece of beef, he shook his wrist and was about to retract it.
This time he was stopped.
The blond young man, who had just been confused, grabbed Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist in retaliation. While staring at Zhu Fu Jingguang from bottom to top with his purple-gray eyes, he slowly bit off the beef on the other's fork.
The body temperature of another person on the wrist is continuously fed back to Zhu Fujingguang.
He had always known that his childhood friend's body temperature was always slightly higher than his own. But as his childhood friend, Rei Furuya had never looked at him with such eyes.
Letting the heat spread to his ears, Zhu Fujingguang put down his knife and fork and gestured, "So you see, there's more than just one way for couples to get along, right?"
After the sign language was finished, Bourbon's eyes moved away from his hands, then passed over his ears, and finally returned to his face: "I didn't expect Scotland to be quite skilled in this area."
His words seemed to be a joke, but there was also a hint of grievance.
The accused softened his heart for a moment, but then forced himself to harden it. He didn't directly respond to Bourbon's accusation, but simply used sign language to indicate, "It might be more natural to treat our current relationship like a couple."
As a novice, Bourbon wasn't very fast at reading and understanding sign language, so Zhufu Jingguang paused before adding the last sentence: "And my acting skills are far inferior to Bourbon's."
Reluctantly agreeing to Scotland's suggestion, Bourbon spent the rest of the meal quietly finishing his dinner without doing or saying anything that would cause Scotland to put down his knife and fork and sign with him.
Bourbon cooks, and Scotland washes the dishes.
While he was washing the dishes, Bourbon returned to his original room, so Zhu Fujingguang also went straight back to his room after washing the dishes.
He took out a piece of paper folded into the size of half a finger from the pocket of the hoodie he had taken off in the morning, unfolded it, and as expected, saw a string of contact information written very sloppily in marker.
I don’t know how Jinpei Matsuda wrote this thing under the nose of Kenji Hagiwara.
Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then sent the time and address to the contact information on the note.
Just as the phone screen showed that the message was sent successfully, there was a knock on Zhu Fu Jingguang's door.
Bourbon, who had changed into light gold silk pajamas—the top two buttons of the pajamas were still unbuttoned, holding a pillow and a small quilt in his arms, asked with a smile: "Want to rest together tonight, Scotland?"
Zhu Fujingguang: "..."
Sure enough, Bourbon was quiet, so he must be up to something.
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