Fujiwara Yu looked around cautiously for a few times, and after confirming that no one was around, he walked over to Morobushi Kagemitsu and asked:
"Why did you come to see me suddenly? Where is your partner Tequila?"
"He returned to Tokyo last week on a new mission. I think he's connected to a gaming company."
Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for too long, both of them fell silent after this sentence. Morifushi Kagemitsu didn't know how to ask Fujiwara why he left without saying goodbye and even gave up the police career he loved.
Fujiwara Yu was not used to this awkward atmosphere. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then handed the cigarette box to Morofushi Kagemitsu, shaking it up and down gently, as if asking him if he wanted one too.
Zhu Fujingguang took the cigarette and lit it, but did not smoke it in a hurry. Instead, he turned his head to stare at someone who was squatting on the ground and smoking like a gangster. He really didn't look like a policeman at all - especially with his bright purple hair.
"You didn't like the smell of cigarettes when you were in school, right? How come you suddenly started smoking?"
"When you're bored, you always have to let it out. It's uncomfortable to keep it bottled up." Fujiwara Yuu didn't like the smell of cigarettes, even now he still doesn't like it. He glanced at Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was squatting down to smoke like him, and asked, "What about you?"
Zhu Fujingguang's eyes couldn't help but dim a little. He had never told others the reason why he smoked, but for some reason, he wanted to share it with Fujiwara today.
It’s more like “complaining” than sharing.
"I still remember the feeling of pulling the trigger when I first carried out an assassination mission. I started smoking after that. I'm a bit of a smoker, but not a big one... You know, Zero doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so I tend to be more restrained in front of him."
After he finished speaking, Zhu Fujingguang was answered by a violent cough.
"Cough cough cough cough-cough cough!"
Fujiwara Yu subconsciously took a deep breath, but he was choked so much that his eyes turned red from coughing, as he had never been able to clear his lungs before.
Zhu Fujingguang was originally in a bad mood when this topic was brought up, but after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but laugh:
"Ayou, if you can't get over your lungs, then don't do it. Have you been in Osaka for so long that you've learned to use this kind of humor?"
“…long-winded.”
Fujiwara Yu rolled his eyes. He hadn't expected the feeling of smoking through his lungs to be like this. Not only was he choking to death, but he was also a little dizzy. He shook his head to clear his mind and turned to look at Morofushi Kagemitsu, a little curious:
"Have you told Furuya?"
"No, he's from the intelligence team. Unlike me, his hands are clean."
Fujiwara Yuu didn't answer, but directly grabbed Morifushi Kagemitsu's wrist, frowned, and looked carefully at the back of his hand and the palm. After turning it over and over several times, Morifushi Kagemitsu finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked:
"What are you looking at?"
"Aren't your hands clean?"
“!”
After being stunned for a while, Morofushi Kagemitsu's tense mood finally relaxed. He had always been worried that his close friends would not be able to accept his actions during his undercover period. After hearing Fujiwara's words, he finally felt relieved.
Fujiwara Yuu put out his cigarette, stood up, twisted his body, and said:
"I just finished a case today and I'm a little tired, so I'm going back to rest. You should go back soon too."
"Well, good night, Ayou."
"good evening."
Fujiwara Yuu climbed over the wall with ease and returned to his bedroom. He stood by the window, silently watching Morobushi Kagemitsu walk away. Thinking of his expression and words just now, he whispered two words until he could no longer see him:
"idiot."
That guy, Furuya, is not only in the Intelligence Division but also tops the Police Academy. How could he not know what you did in the Operations Division? He's just worried you'll overthink it, so he's playing dumb and not knowing why you're smoking.
Tsk, this pair of young friends are really... gentle.
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