Chapter 79
The result of the foolish adults trying to do two things at once is that they are severely defeated by the talented kids.
The victory sign popped up on the screen, and Yumeno Hisasaku suddenly jumped up from the mattress as if there were springs under his buttocks. He ran around the room with his short legs and shouted loudly: "Victory, victory..."
When he ran in front of Nakajima Atsushi, Yumeno Hisasaku stopped and raised his little face expectantly. His big round eyes showed that he wanted to high-five his brother.
The natural-type Nakajima Atsushi didn't receive the signal from his yandere (crossed out) tsundere younger brother. When he saw Yumeno Hisasaku smiling sweetly at him, he also smiled foolishly.
After waiting for a while, Nakajima Atsushi did not take the initiative to high-five him, which indicated that he was lonely. Hisashi Yumeno puffed up his cheeks angrily, and his fists were hard.jpg
Yumeno Hisaku never gives up easily. His unprepared little hands quietly grab the hem of Nakajima Atsushi's pajamas and hint in a coquettish tone: "Hisaku wins~"
"Yeah, very good." Nakajima Atsushi nodded, but Yumeno Hisasaku didn't seem very happy after hearing that. He scratched the back of his head in confusion, thinking that he didn't praise him enough, and hurriedly continued: "Hisasaku is super good!"
Since ancient times, people have been naturally arrogant.
The precocious Yumeno Hisasaku could naturally hear the sincerity in Nakajima Atsushi's words. A beautiful blush appeared on his cheeks, but he still refused to give in and muttered in a low voice: "Idiot."
"Ah?" Nakajima Atsushi didn't hear clearly, so he bent slightly and put his ear close to him, coaxing, "Brother, I didn't hear clearly just now, can Hisaku repeat it again?"
How could the arrogant Yumeno Hisasaku admit that he had already regarded Nakajima Atsushi as his own brother? When he heard Nakajima Atsushi calling himself his brother, he immediately got angry and shouted in a baby voice: "Nakajima Atsushi is a big idiot!"
Nakajima Atsushi's ears were assaulted by Yumeno Hisasaku's baby voice. He shook his head dizzily before he felt better.
Douma, who was not interested in his career, simply said a few words to Gin before ending the call. Looking at the interesting interaction between the two little guys, the unscrupulous adult couldn't help laughing out loud.
Both eyes looked at Douma at the same time. Seeing that the flames of war were about to burn him, Douma coughed lightly: "Ahem...you guys play, I have something to take care of."
Even though they were at an age when people tend to make trouble, the two kids were very sensible. When they saw that Douma was busy with work, they stopped making trouble and sat down in a row to continue playing games. However, the player was replaced by Douma, who took his place.
Douma looked at the two little ones loving each other with a gentle smile on his face. He remembered that he still had some important things to deal with, so he picked up his phone and dialed the number of Vermouth that Gin had just told him.
On the other side of the sea, Vermouth waited quietly for communication from the new boss as Gin had said, his heart sinking more and more as time passed.
Belmode couldn't help but wonder if the new boss was dissatisfied with her for leaving her aside. Rum's previous experience made Belmode think more about it.
Fortunately, not long after, the cell phone that was placed on the table and that Bermode was staring at rang.
Without hesitation, Bermode pressed the answer button. She didn't dare to speak rashly on her first call with her new boss, fearing that she might accidentally step on his minefield. She only called out carefully, "Boss."
Then he waited for the reply from the other side. Bermode focused all his attention on his ears. Perhaps because he was too nervous and focused, the extremely faint sound of the electric current seemed too loud to Bermode's ears.
“Yeah.” Douma accepted the boss mentioned by Vermouth and continued, “Gin told me that you had something to tell me in person.”
As Vermouth listened to the clear male voice coming out of the microphone, his brain started to storm again: this voice is real and there is no voice changer. In this case, it can be judged from the voice that the new boss is a young man.
Although he got a useful piece of information, Vermode did not relax at all but became more nervous, because the younger the new boss was, the more terrifying he was. After all, he was the man who could subdue the cold-blooded Gin.
Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Bermode spoke cautiously: "Yes, boss. I have not yet formally congratulated you on taking over the organization."
"Oh?" Douma had three-dimensional spoilers and knew Vermouth's nature very well. He was not surprised by her easy defection, but it was obvious that she could not really be loyal to him, so he asked meaningfully, "Would you like to congratulate me?"
Even though there was no face-to-face confrontation, the new boss's see-through tone made Vermouth's heart tighten. A drop of cold sweat slowly fell from the corner of her forehead, sliding along her beautiful cheeks all the way to her pointed chin.
"Of course, I am willing to do so." Although she felt a little itchy, Vermouth could not care about wiping her sweat at this moment. She knew that success or failure depended on this move, so she quickly expressed her loyalty and said, "I will assist Gin and help you control the actions of the organization. Everything will be as you wish."
Belmode's rich experience made her realize that something was wrong. She did not fight for the moment, but took a step back and told her boss that she was willing to be under the command of Gin, who trusted her deeply. As for the future, it would depend on each person's ability!
Since Vermode had shown such interest, Douma did not hold on to her. After all, he was not a feudal old-fashioned person like Karasuma Renya who was left over from the last century and did not care about loyalty or disloyalty.
In modern society, there is no such thing as fancy things. If the boss provides generous salary and benefits and the employees work hard, everyone will have a bright future.
Without wasting time, Douma went straight to the point: "Regarding the organization's future course of action, I have already given Gin the details. I will just briefly tell you here. If you have any objections, you can raise them now."
As a magnanimous boss, Douma allows his employees to have their own ideas.
Of course, whether he listens or not is another matter. Smile.jpg
"Please go ahead." Of course, Vermouth was not stupid enough to take the boss' polite words seriously. She just smiled and acted as a qualified supporting role so that the boss would not feel awkward.
Vermouth: A humble office worker, here to support you online.
"All research related to immortality should be stopped, and researchers should be transferred to other medical projects, but human experiments should be cancelled and replaced with animal experiments." Douma paused and said, "Drug trafficking and human trafficking must not be touched again, but smuggling, which is the biggest source of income for the organization, can be retained."
After hearing this, Bermode was surprised. At the same time, she had a little understanding of the new boss's character. She lowered her eyes and made a preliminary judgment: the new boss might be scary, but unexpectedly he had a bottom line.
The slight resistance in my heart towards the new boss's position has unknowingly melted away a lot. It's not that Vermode is so kind-hearted. If she was really a good person, how could she be so successful in the organization?
It's just that the new boss has a bottom line, which proves that he is not cruel enough. He is not the kind of scumbag who sells people off after taking advantage of them. This is enough for Vermouth, who will follow him in the future.
Since she was going to follow the new boss, Bermode was no longer silent. She asked, "I have no objection to this, but are the people originally responsible for drug trading and human trafficking going to be transferred to smuggling?"
Just as Vermode was thinking about how to continue painting the elixir-of-life cakes for the dignitaries of various countries and expand the scale of smuggling in private, Douma gave a negative response: "No, I have other arrangements for those people."
"Any other arrangements?" Bermode asked curiously and tentatively, "Do you have any other tasks for them? I would be happy to know."
Belmode clenched her fists nervously. If the new boss was willing to use her, he would definitely tell her about the arrangements for those people. If the new boss refused to tell her, then things would be bad.
"I arranged for them to look for blue spider lilies." Douma did not hide it, and even wanted the whole world to know that he was looking for blue spider lilies. He explained seriously: "It's not the dyed kind. The real and effective blue spider lilies only bloom a few days a year during the day."
Douma gets a headache when it comes to blue spider lily. He suspects that the blue spider lily that Crocodile-sama designed to allow demons to evolve into ultimate creatures is not an ordinary spider lily with a different color.
Douma: Whose real red spider lily would only bloom during the day for a few days a year? (Very loud)
Vermouth had never heard of the blue spider lily. He only regarded himself as a ruthless tool and pretended to be interested: "So that's how it is. Is there such a magical flower in this world? This is the first time I have heard of it."
Things did not develop in a bad direction. Seeing that the new boss was willing to tell her the truth, Vermode felt relieved. Although she did not know what the blue spider lily was, this mission was not her responsibility, so who cared?
As the saying goes, human joys and sorrows are not the same, let alone one is a human and the other is a cannibal. Vermouth cannot empathize with Douma, and the relationship between the two is extremely plastic.
"Maybe not." Douma said vaguely. He arranged for idle people to look for the blue spider lily that he didn't know whether it existed or not. It was just a last-ditch effort.
Bermode is a person who is very good at observing people's words and expressions. She knows what to ask and what not to ask just by listening to the tone of voice without meeting them. She did not ask what the boss meant by what he just whispered, but took the initiative to change the subject.
Belmode, who was deeply trusted by the previous boss, had been fighting on the front line of money laundering for many years and had handled most of the organization's funds. She did not try to hide the accounts and money belonging to the organization in her hands, but presented them openly: "I will send the detailed information to your mailbox later."
As long as Bermode is willing, she can always please others as she knows people's hearts well, but there are too few people who can trouble her to do so.
The sudden huge sum of money made Tong Mo dizzy. He was not a person who cared much about material things. For him, money was just enough to spend.
However, Douma only realized today that it wasn't that he didn't care, but the amount of contact he had previously had was too small and not worth his attention.
The 500 billion yen that triggered the Dragon War is nothing compared to the Black Organization's income!
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