39 Chapter 39
◎Is the bad relationship due to peer repulsion?◎
Chapter 39 [Is the bad relationship due to peer repulsion? ]
"Is Liang's relationship with Moroboshi-kun not good?"
After the meal, the two couples finally separated as Zhu Xingda wished.
My wife, Sayuri, asked Koyasu Ryo. She certainly knew about their relationship, but as a girlfriend, it would be hard for anyone to justify not asking about her boyfriend's affairs when he was right in front of her.
Even though she knew Zi Anliang had doubts about her, and she knew she was suspicious, she had no intention of giving up this identity until the final layer of window paper was broken and the relationship ended.
She would keep up the disguise until the last second, and would never stop performing until Zhu Fujingguang tore off the disguise - whether it was his own disguise or hers.
Zi Anliang was silent for a moment, then, as if he had finally found a reason, spoke up: "He and I are competitors in the company."
This is a very appropriate statement.
A lie needs to be nine parts true and one part false to be difficult to tell.
And what Zian Liang said, to someone who knew the organization's situation, would be considered the truth. Is it strange for two snipers to have a competitive relationship?
Hearing this, my wife Sayuri was at a loss for words, so she tentatively asked, "But, Yamei and I are close friends, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to associate with her, right?"
She mumbled a few more words in a low voice, but Zi Anliang couldn't hear what she said clearly. He could only barely make out a few words like "for" and "break up".
Koyasu Ryo was shocked. Although he and his wife, Sayuri, had no romantic relationship, they were simply pursued by her and he wanted to gather intelligence on her, which was how they became a one-sided couple. But if they broke up for another couple in the organization, not only would his goal be lost, but his reputation would also be compromised.
The organization is a place where social etiquette is paramount. New codename members, like each other, are not necessarily distinguished by rank. However, if one person breaks up with the other and the former is unable to mount an adequate counterattack, then the former will inevitably be seen as inferior to the latter in the eyes of the other members.
This is unacceptable to Scotland.
"I'm not so stingy as to not allow my girlfriend to socialize." This is just to tease Lei. If the other party does not allow Hirota Masami to contact my wife Sayuri for this reason, then my wife Sayuri can "brainwash" Hirota Masami and tell her about Moroboshi Dai's shortcomings.
Zhu Fujingguang sighed inwardly. Growing up, he'd always been a well-behaved child in the eyes of his teachers (and his host family). He'd never resorted to such tactics. He felt disgusted with himself, yet also felt his technique was too inexperienced, and worried it might backfire.
My wife, Sayuri, immediately understood the implication and found it amusing. She glanced at her boyfriend's expression from the corner of her eye and saw something a little unnatural.
[Hehe, Jingguang is so cute even though he's not so good at lying.]
The girl suddenly felt happy again today, and the unpleasantness caused by the overly sweet French desserts gradually faded away.
She didn't pick up the thread and only changed the subject to desserts. "Liang, don't make Opera Cake so sweet."
The Opera in the store today really choked my wife Sa Yuri. It felt like eating a compressed bag of white sugar when I took a bite.
The taste is very good. The soft sponge cake, chocolate cream, fresh cream and butter lock the aroma of coffee sugar in it. The aroma of chocolate and coffee is addictive.
But my wife Sayuri has a typical Chinese tongue, and the highest praise she can give to desserts is "not too sweet".
One bite filled me up, two made me full, and the third was too much. That's because the four of us split two Opera Cakes, otherwise my wife Sayuri wouldn't have been able to finish her own portion.
Since she asked him to reduce the sugar content in his desserts, it meant she had no intention of breaking up with him. Zian Liang breathed a sigh of relief and readily agreed.
Since she is not breaking up with him, then the breakup that Agatsuma Sayuri muttered about, could it be that she wants Hirota Masami and Moroboshi Dai to break up?
This sounds pretty good.
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"Hiro, you actually took so long to complete an exploration mission?" After finally finding time to get together in the safe house, the first sentence that Rei Furuya said when he saw Keimitsu Morobushi was a question with some doubt.
Morofushi Kagemitsu sighed deeply and showed the photo of my wife Sayuri's study to Furuya Rei.
"I didn't expect that Sayuri has so many books at home... and they were all created by her in less than a year."
Fūya Reimoto was lying on the sofa with his arms and legs spread out. Upon hearing this, he sat up, took the phone, enlarged the photo and looked at it carefully.
As he looked at them, he said, "So many books? That doesn't make sense. There's no way they could have created three cabinets full of books in less than a year."
"I thought so too, but I've read all the books on the first shelf, and there really aren't any duplicates. The style of painting, the scenery, and the way the stories are told are all consistent with my wife Sayuri's usual style."
As a creator, it's inevitable that you'll incorporate your own way of speaking and lifestyle into your work. This might be fine if the character is completely different from the author, but if they're similar to you and fit in with your own life environment, some similarities will emerge.
These can help determine that these works were indeed created by my wife Sayuri herself.
"But even if you don't think, and just create non-stop, you won't be able to produce so many works in a year." Fūya Rei said again firmly.
Furuya Rei didn't know how efficient Agatsuma Sayuri was, but even if he worked 24 hours a day, he wouldn't be that productive. Furthermore, according to Morofushi Kagemitsu, Agatsuma Sayuri also made a lot of handmade products, created merchandise for her drawings, and is still serializing her manga daily.
Even if the content updated every day is not much, only one or two pages, compared with traditional cartoonists who update 5-6 pages a week, this number is more than doubled.
How could one person utilize 24 hours in such a way that his output could be increased to such an outrageous level?
"Hiro, are you sure? All the pictures in those books were drawn by my wife Sayuri alone? No assistants or collaborators?"
"I heard from Sayuri that before the book is published, the editor will ask her to do further research on the work, and then she will find some assistants to help."
In the traditional Japanese comics industry, the author who currently maintains the highest annual single-volume circulation produces about 6 volumes per year.
Judging from the size of the bookcase in Agatsuma Sayuri's house, the six volumes of the book would not even fill up one shelf of the first layer of the cabinet.
Not to mention the numerous purely text-based works in those bookcases. While these novels are faster to write than comics, the text also takes up less space. A novel is about 100,000-150,000 words, and to compile it into a volume similar in size to six volumes of comics, it would probably take over two million words.
Calculated in this way, it is not a small amount.
"So... Hiro, how much time do you spend with my wife Sayuri in a day? What's the longest time?"
"The longest I've been is when I went to her house one morning to make her breakfast and stayed until late at night, around ten o'clock. Any questions?"
Before answering "What's the problem?", Furuya Rei rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Hiro, you've been spending more than ten hours a day with your girlfriend, and nothing's happened yet? I know you've held hands, but where's the kiss?"
"Isn't this the point?"
The intelligence expert shook his head in disapproval. "If you want to get information from a woman, intimacy is a powerful tool for gaining her trust."
"The closer your connections are, the easier it is to get intelligence."
Zhu Fushi Jingguang heard some special meaning from his friend's words "closely connected". He swallowed his saliva and whispered: "Sa Yuri and I did kiss."
We kissed, but the place we kissed was not right, nose to nose...
Feeling that if he told the truth, the Metropolitan Police Department's public security training might be questioned by the police in the National Police Agency, Zhu Fushi Jingguang shut up at the right time and did not elaborate on the situation at that time.
"Ah..." The blond friend sighed heavily and said helplessly, "Rai has already set his sights on you and my wife Sayuri. It's difficult for me to get involved. Gin warned me not to interfere in the relationships of the codenamed members of the organization a while ago. For the time being, I can't take over the work of investigating the forces behind my wife Sayuri."
He patted Morobushi Kagemitsu's shoulder and encouraged him, "Come on, Hiro. Take that woman down quickly. If necessary, you can ask the police to provide off-site assistance."
As an infiltration mission executor, the biggest support is the police. Even if it is for love, his police colleagues will support him.
Of course, all of this is usually based on the premise that the undercover mission requires it. However, if it is for the safety and efficiency of front-line personnel, it is not uncommon to go online to help handle some personal matters.
The undercover agent must be able to work without any worries.
Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth, seemed to be about to say something, but finally swallowed his words back into his stomach.
Furuya Rei was so familiar with him, how could he not have noticed his friend's state? His heart sank, and he lost no time in reminding him, "Hiro, don't put your real feelings into it."
Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and unless they cultivate a heartless path, they inevitably have their own true feelings. If my wife Sayuri is truly an illegal third party with access to mysterious information channels, then all the sincerity she gives now will become a sharp blade that stabs her in the future.
[Hiro...is it really okay? ]
The worried blond police officer looked at his friend.
He knew how gentle and kind Zhu Fu Jingguang was, and he knew how much he didn't want to hurt others and how much he didn't want to trouble others.
Can such a friend really persist?
And how long can you persist?
【Author’s words】
Jingguang: Sniper target without fear
Shōya: The worst thing in my line of work is to fall in love with the target.
Comprehensive version: The worst thing to do is to snipe the target you fall in love with
Jingguang:?
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