Chapter 29: The Winery Occasion Zero: It was obviously me first (referring to friendship)...
Kenji Hagiwara's words of "let's meet again another time" are obviously not polite expressions in social etiquette.
It is said that this is Japanese food recommended by Jinpei Matsuda, and the players ate it very quickly.
——Kyoji Fushimi and Kenji Hagiwara both agreed that the food tasted great, and Jinpei Matsuda also deliberately made a grimace when he saw the bill.
It is worth mentioning that after sending the players to the agreed location, Toru Amuro did not choose to leave immediately.
After all, before, Toru Amuro always showed himself to be an elite cadre with a very distant attitude. He would complete his part of the work with a smile on his face and would never stay for a second longer.
Before Fushimi Kyoji got off the car, he heard him casually ask if there was any solo mission to be performed.
"Ah, just out of personal curiosity."
Toru Amuro quickly added, with a perfect smile on his lips that revealed no true emotion.
"You don't have to answer, but... does this question embarrass you?"
When he intentionally suppressed the aloof temperament of an intelligence officer, his face with soft edges and corners would be revealed, making people realize that the mysterious "Bourbon" in the organization actually has a face that can easily win the favor of others.
Now, a hint of apology appeared on this face that no longer released subtle malice at any time, as if as long as the person in front of him nodded, he would immediately give up the rude questioning.
But he didn't.
Amuro Toru just tilted his head slightly, waiting for Fushimi Kyoki's answer.
It's rare that he didn't ask about something in a tone that was difficult to describe the specific feelings, but was anyway very uncomfortable.
Fushimi Kyoji didn't think this was something he couldn't say: "Eh... Seriously, it has nothing to do with the mission or anything like that."
"Oh?" Amuro Toru raised his eyes and uttered a questioning syllable that would not interrupt the other person's desire to continue speaking.
"I made an appointment to meet someone here."
Compared to the previous playable characters in the organization, the friendliness of the gentle Hagiwara Kenji and the short-tempered Matsuda Jinpei, who rarely ignored players, made Fushimi Kyoki exclaim without hesitation, "They're friends!"
Amuro Toru repeated in a slightly strange tone: "...Friends?"
As if hearing an unexpected answer, each word sounded with a rising tone similar to uncertainty.
Fushimi Kyoki immediately interpreted Amuro Toru's reaction as a questioning of the interpersonal relationships among the organization members, and then kindly invited him, "Want to join us? Although it might be a bit rude to suddenly have someone you don't know join us, they're all very easy to talk to, so they probably won't mind having one more person."
Furuya Rei: ...No one knows better than him how good those two guys are.
He also had absolutely no intention of becoming friends with criminals.
absolute.
Moreover, how come the other party acts like he knows Hagiwara and Matsuda better than he does even though they are from the same era?
So unhappy!
"So, you want to join us? It won't take long."
Fushimi Kyoji was also looking forward to seeing Toru Amuro and Kenji Hagiwara sitting together.
Occasionally, in certain places, there will be an illusion that two people are inexplicably similar. After all, they are different people. If they appear in the same scene, the visual sense will probably make the difference immediately apparent.
I'm very curious about that kind of scene.
So he thrust his face closer to Amuro Toru, who was leaning against the car window with one hand, and his emerald green eyes narrowed slightly under the influence of his smile: "How is it, huh?"
Amuro Toru had no idea what he was thinking, and was no longer as alert as usual. Until the two of them almost touched noses, his absent-minded pupils suddenly shrank. Fushimi Kyoji thought he would reflexively step back or react with other exaggerated movements.
But no.
The momentary loss of composure was quickly and perfectly concealed as his pupils returned to normal size. Not even the flawless curve of his lips could be seen to change. He lowered his eyes slightly and refused with an apologetic tone: "...I still can't do such a thing as joining in someone else's intimate relationship without any sense of propriety."
I don’t know if it’s the players’ illusion, but I always feel that... there is other deeper meaning in Amuro Toru’s words.
Fushimi Kyoki noticed that before she walked into the store, Amuro Toru's car still hadn't driven away from the distance.
"How about we set up a group chat afterwards?" Kenji Hagiwara suddenly suggested as the meeting was nearing the end.
His nimble fingers fiddled with the phone's buttons, keeping the screen on the contacts page. He pinched the edge of the phone with one hand and raised it towards Fushimi Kyoji and Matsuda Jinpei.
The phone in front of him moved slightly away, revealing Hagiwara Kenji's softer features. His smile was non-aggressive, with a unique calmness. "Every time I see something interesting and want to share it with Fushimi and Kojinpei, I always have to send it to them separately. It would be more convenient if we were both in a group chat."
Fushimi Kyoji had no objection.
Jinpei Matsuda's face was expressionless, his eyes half-open, and he seemed listless. He only gave perfunctory responses from time to time when he heard their conversation - it seemed as if he was unhappy about something.
"How reluctant!" Fushimi Kyoji pointed out immediately.
"Cooperate a little, Jinpei-chan!" Hagiwara Kenji, as usual, put his arm around his friend's shoulder, whose face was filled with impatience. He turned his head again and said to Fushimi Kyoki, "Don't look at Jinpei-chan like this now. When we're alone, he always mentions you to me."
Huh?
Jinpei Matsuda unconsciously stood up a little straighter, glancing frequently at Kenji Hagiwara beside him.
How come he himself didn't know, when...
Hagiwara Kenji rested his free hand on his chin, pretending to reminisce. "Hmm... during breaks, the topic always turns to Fushimi-chan. By the time I come to my senses, I don't even know how much time has passed."
What...
Jinpei Matsuda's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, not noticeably.
It's because they are worried about that bastard Jōtani, so the focus of the topic naturally falls on that unknown organization. The only member of the organization they currently know is the guy in front of them.
When talking about the organization, Fushimi Kyoki must be mentioned.
Why did Hagi talk like he cared about that guy?
Obviously, Hagi was mentioned as many times as him.
Being forced to be involved with others, inexplicably unhappy, Matsuda Jinpei caught a glimpse of Hagiwara Kenji winking at him secretly.
“…”
Jinpei Matsuda secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
never mind.
It would definitely be easier to get information from the blond idiot in front of me than to deal with those cunning criminals.
Especially since they were in the explosive ordnance disposal team, they had no contact with anyone in the organization, so the only option left was to find a breakthrough from Fushimi Kyoki.
"Ah, and..." Hagiwara Kenji acted as if the reality was exactly as he described, without pausing, and continued, "Even when they tasted something they thought was delicious, their first reaction was to tell me that we could go together as a group next time."
……Hello!
Matsuda Jinpei felt his temples throbbing.
Don't go too far, hagi!
It was just to create topics and extract information from the other party, but he actually said something that sounded so ambiguous.
Jinpei Matsuda could easily see all the changes in Fushimi Kyoji's expression, which gradually evolved from a dull expression of not understanding the meaning to suspicion and uncertainty.
She would also look at his face from time to time with obvious eyes that anyone could feel.
How is this different from staring directly at someone?
If their organization was full of guys of this caliber, there would be no need for the blond bastard to go undercover. He would be stopped by patrolmen just walking on the street.
Tsk.
"Because I don't have Fushimi's contact information, he often snatches my phone away when we have a disagreement and reads everything Fushimi posts on social media."
Well... the truth is, I wanted to confirm Kofushimi's interpersonal relationships based on the statuses she posted, and try to find any clues about the unknown organization.
Jinpei Matsuda could no longer bear it as he heard his image becoming increasingly weird.
Don't make him sound like a pervert!
“Eh…”
As the person involved, Fushimi Kyoji uttered a long sound without any specific emotion after a while.
"So...that's how it is."
——What is it!
Why do you act like you accept that he is the guy who peeks into other people’s fetishes on the social networking platform? Question it strongly, you bastard!
As expected, no one except Jinpei Matsuda could hear the sound of his screaming heart.
Fushimi Kyoki thought that Matsuda Jinpei's personality was the type that he appeared to be, either spoiled or lazy, but actually surprisingly reliable.
From the outside, whether it's his naturally curly black hair or the habit of wearing black sunglasses on his collar that resemble those worn by yakuza, he looks like a very "cool guy" type of person.
The result turned out to be such a gloomy personality...
Ugh, I will never label people in my mind again!
“…Tsk.”
Matsuda Jinpei lowered his half-open eyes, his calm gaze falling on the golden head in front of him, which was lowered and thinking about something. He paused, then turned his gaze away indifferently and said indifferently.
"Anything is fine, whatever you like."
Hagiwara Kenji smiled and raised his phone. "Then, Fushimi-chan, please add Jinpei-chan as your friend, so that Jinpei-chan won't have to use my account to secretly…"
With an unhappy look on his face, Jinpei Matsuda came from behind Kenji Hagiwara, locked his throat with his arms and dragged him back, stopping Kenji Hagiwara from finishing his words.
Having successfully stopped his friend from continuing to smear his image, Matsuda Jinpei stood in front of the player, looking down at her with obvious impatience on his face, as if he would get up and leave at any moment.
But he just stood there with a sour face, handed the phone in his hand to the player, and signaled her to save the number herself.
Handing over personal belongings containing important information to another person without reservation is an act that is somewhat intimate to their current relationship.
Jinpei Matsuda, who was simply annoyed to the point of losing his patience, probably had no idea of this.
Kenji Hagiwara shifted his attention to another party involved. What about little Fushimi?
She kept her head down, and her drooping light blonde hair covered most of her features, making it impossible to tell what expression was on her face at the moment.
"So..."
Fushimi Kyoji looked serious and asked tentatively, "Is all this just a prelude to adding contact information?"
"You think too badly of me." Matsuda Jinpei said speechlessly.
Fushimi Kyoji bowed, then quietly raised his eyes and said, "I'm sorry! Because of Officer Matsuda's appearance, I always unconsciously think of him as a bad guy."
"...Even if that's what you really think, saying it out loud won't make me happy."
"Sorry?" She looked at him cautiously again, as if this was the only sentence she knew.
Really insincere.
Matsuda Jinpei stared at it for a long time, thinking dully.
He put two fingers together and tapped his smooth forehead lightly under the player's puzzled gaze.
It didn't hurt. Fushimi Kyoji still took two steps back under the force. Someone passed by her and said in a flat voice:
"alright."
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