Chapter 49: The Winery [CG·Accomplice] Get! ...
Knock knock.
There were two quick, crisp knocks on the door. Fushimi Kyoji, who was flipping through his task list and about to skip today's schedule, looked towards the source of the sound. A blond young man, hidden in the shadows, was leaning against the door with his arms folded across his chest.
In the dim light, his purple-gray eyes, difficult to discern, stared at her with a half-smile. He glanced suggestively toward the door and said slowly and calmly, "Want to chat?"
In the eyes of the organization, Scotland is dead and the Whisky Group has been ordered to disband, but they will not go their separate ways immediately, and no contact will be allowed during this period.
The time needed to move out of the temporary base and pack up important items is enough to slow down the progress.
What's more, there was no doubt that the three of them were undercover Japanese public security agents in Scotland. At best, some of them were a bit of an eyesore in Gin's eyes and were not worthy of Gin's special attention.
This indifference made it convenient for Toru Amuro to visit late at night.
He was completely shrouded in shadows that were beyond the reach of the warm lights in the room. Even his bright golden hair, which could easily disarm people, appeared dull and gray in the darkness. As he stared at someone expressionlessly, he looked like a silent and intimidating sculpture.
He was smiling, the curve of his lips was as precise as a ruler, but it did not produce the slightest warmth, but instead seemed even more unpredictable in the dim environment.
Amuro Toru just looked at the figure who was under the soft light and was unaware of his visit until he made some noise and then looked towards him alertly.
When she saw him, her eyes widened noticeably, but returned to normal after a brief moment of surprise. She didn't even show a tense defensive posture throughout the whole process.
...That's how it is, always.
He let his inner thoughts churn, but his expression remained calm and even gentler than before.
What Fushimi Kyoji saw was Toru Amuro smiling silently.
It seems to be waiting for the player's response before moving on to the next step.
The same incident that triggered the sudden plot in Scotland?
What happens if you refuse?
Fushimi Kyoki stared at Amuro Toru standing in front of the door for a long time, then slowly stood up.
Amuro Toru watched her movements until Fushimi Kyoki walked so close to them that they were only an arm's length away and stopped, with no intention of speaking again.
Fushimi Kyoji tried to close the door, but it didn't budge.
Toru Amuro was leaning against the door. He didn't try to get in the way, but his own weight was not something the other party could easily shake.
Especially if you want to keep someone out, the correct way is to first push the person blocking the door away, and then slam the door hard on his nose.
Bringing into mind the face of the guy he found annoying, Amuro Toru simulated the force of slamming the door in his mind and thought.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and the people in front of him took a few steps back. In his field of vision, there was not only the eye-catching but not dazzling golden color.
Instead of trying to close the door to block the intruder, he quickly gave up after failing, as if accepting the current situation.
"...Please come in." Fushimi Kyoji stepped aside and invited him in.
It seems like a forced plot.
Amuro Toru nodded slightly, lowering his eyes without looking around rudely: "Sorry to bother you."
Fushimi Kyoji stared at the way he closed the door with his backhand, then shifted his gaze back to Amuro Toru's face.
It was a clear, pure gaze without the slightest scrutiny, and when it fell on someone disguised in the shadows, it would only cause a tingling discomfort.
This kind of look should only appear in ordinary people who are not exposed to the dark side, or naturally appear in the eyes of any girl living in a normal environment.
After all, it was not the look a cadre member of a large criminal organization, trusted by senior criminals, should have.
It is also what makes Rei Furuya feel most disgusted.
He rarely harbored ill feelings towards people, except for the most heinous criminals, especially members of transnational criminal gangs.
Unlike the dislike he felt for Gin and Rum, Furuya Rei no longer felt a strong dislike for Fushimi Kyoki. Instead, it was a more complex and indescribable feeling...
Thinking about how he didn't realize the other party's identity as a member of the organization at the beginning and mistook her for an ordinary female high school student, the more harmless that childish face appeared, the more alert he became.
Occasionally, he would casually say something dangerous that would cause his heart to stop, but most of the subsequent developments had nothing to do with what he had expected.
It was like a heart being lifted high up and about to be thrown down from the air, but it was caught lightly before it was smashed to pieces.
Is it intentional or unintentional?
It is not clear whether the fall of the valley is zero.
All he knew was that he was standing on the thin ice that had just formed on the lake, and he was always worried that he would take a wrong step and fall into the ice cave.
He paid attention to her every move, consciously or unconsciously, examining her every expression and demeanor, trying to find out the true face underneath.
I don’t know whether his temptation was discovered or the other party’s disguise was too perfect.
Fūya Rei was never able to come to an accurate conclusion, whether he was seeing through everything and looking down on the three of them who were unaware that their identities had been exposed and were being fooled, or whether he was really as harmless as he appeared.
Fūya Rei disliked the feeling of his mood fluctuating just because of a few words from the other party.
Whether he is happy or sad, everything is controlled by the actions of others, which makes him feel passive, uncontrollable, and uncomfortable as if his plans are disrupted and his territory is invaded.
But it almost became his unconscious behavior to speculate, ponder and imagine the thoughts of another person and analyze the purpose of his behavior.
Even when he was planning Scotland's fake death to deal with Gin, he was still thinking about the players' reactions at that time.
He can point out Hiro's true identity directly to the two codename members, but he can also easily accept to join their plan.
What on earth is this...
The fog that originally surrounded her turned into extremely thin silk threads as time went by, entwining each other into one slipknot after another. When he wanted to find the end of the thread to solve the doubts, the mist tightly wrapped around his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Why."
Jōgō Rei's eyes were gloomy, like a dark and bottomless cold pond, reflecting a sharp edge.
"As a second-generation member of the organization, why did you choose to help us hide this from Gin?"
None of the rhetoric skills that Toru Amuro learned were used, not even the tricks of making conversation that he learned in the police academy.
He no longer wanted to guess what she was thinking.
At this moment, he just wanted to know the answer.
"Huh?" The guy who showed no signs of nervousness despite being stared at closely was, as usual, stuck in a slow reaction time.
This question...
How to answer?
This is obviously an event to increase the favorability of the conquerable characters. Players have two options: helping Scotland escape or helping Gin capture Scotland.
Staying with the organization would definitely unlock other quests to gain Gin's favorability, but choosing to capture Scotland... Although this is a love game that won't be a failure, and there shouldn't be a situation where the number of captureable characters is reduced by 1, Scotland falling into the hands of the organization wouldn't be a very good thing...
The player recalled seriously, and Amuro Toru did not interrupt him, but he also did not intend to give up on getting the answer.
"If I have to give a reason..."
Before she knew it, she met the pair of purple-gray eyes that were staring at her intently.
I've seen Bourbon's gentle smile with a hidden dagger many times, but it's rare to see him with such a cold and serious expression.
Wow!
There is a sense of surprise, like eating the filling in a cookie.
Fushimi Kyoji smiled cheerfully and asked him, "Aren't we playing a love game?"
Fūya Rei was stunned for a moment, unable to understand.
"So, do you have a good impression of me now?" After a while, he suddenly remembered that the other party had said something similar to him.
Are you kidding me?
Similar curious eyes overlapped, staring at him eagerly, wanting to get an answer from him.
How did he answer at that time?
"Or do you want to play a love game with me?"
Fushimi Kyoji didn't get an answer from Amuro Toru. Suddenly, a catchy drum beat rang in her ears. The tense and dangerous melody that often appeared in spy movies played, and the scene in front of her changed.
[*cg·They are suspicious of each other, but also the closest accomplices]
Accompanied by background music, the faces of the Whiskey Group appeared together like a slide show, and images of the four people sitting or standing together flashed one after another.
Some players have no recollection of it at all, or the photos were not as presented at the time. Perhaps the game underwent post-processing to make the picture look more harmonious.
Rye was holding food that looked unrecognizable, Scotland was trying to hold back his laughter, and even Bourbon showed a rare genuine smile. The player was lying on the ground, his eyes turned into XX, and his soul was spewing out of his mouth.
Or they are wearing black coats, standing in a row with guns in their hands, staring coldly at the front, and the oppressive feeling of belonging to the organization is overwhelming.
The last photo that flashed up was a photo with a more peaceful and warm atmosphere than the previous one.
Lei sat quietly to the side, looking relaxed. The player in the middle of the screen held his face in his hands, Scotland lowered his head to fiddle with his bass, and Amuro Toru didn't look at the 'camera'. His gaze, tilted to the side, covered the two of them, watching them calmly and non-aggressively.
The colors of Scotland in the picture gradually dimmed and turned completely gray within a few seconds.
Lei's face seemed to be cut out of the photo bit by bit, leaving jagged marks on the photo.
Only Bourbon and Player are left with full color in the photo.
CG continues to play to the next one.
The man and woman with similar hair color leaned their backs against each other, exposing their weaknesses to each other, holding guns in both hands and aiming at the enemy in the distance.
In the next moment, the two men who trusted each other turned around and confronted each other, turning their guns at each other.
In order to distinguish the two camps, the other colors in the picture gradually faded, leaving only rich red and depressing black.
Red and black occupy opposite sides of the picture, just like the incompatible positions of two people.
"*【Amuro Toru】The favorability has reached 65, automatically entering the current character's happy ending. CG will not affect the game progress!"
"*cg has been included in the achievement!"
After the cg finished playing, the slideshow in front of me stopped immediately.
The slightly stunned look in Toru Amuro's eyes that had been hidden gradually became apparent.
"* (You actually thought of using poison to relieve the thirst in your throat... huh?)"
"Bourbon?"
It was the first time that the player played the character cg. He had no experience and saw the person in front of him was in a daze, so he simply called him.
Amuro Toru immediately suppressed all his outward emotions: "Nothing."
“*(…This is crazy.)”
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