I finally became a bottle of fake wine

April 29 · Water Sunday · [-]:[-] am

When Nakahara Chuya came to the office, he happened to see Irene frantically stuffing something into his desk. "Good morning."

He said hello, and then he saw the other person raised his head suddenly, looking at his panicked expression.

"what happened?"

Looking at Irene for some unknown reason, Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little puzzled.

Why does this girl look flustered.

"Nothing, good morning."

Irene slammed her drawer back with a "bang", and then smiled awkwardly and politely at Zhong Yuanzhong.

"..."

Weird.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at Irene's performance, muttered in his heart, and then walked towards her pretending not to realize that something was wrong. "By the way, the leader asked me to find trouble with the Kinosaki Association today, so I will be on the field for a few days. Is it okay to leave the house to you?"

"Ah?" I didn't expect Zhong Yuanzhong to mention such a sentence suddenly, Irene was stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply after realizing it.

"Well, it's fine as before, don't worry, leave it to me!"

After staying at the headquarters of Mafia in the port for a long time, Nakahara Chuya and Irene habitually followed other members of the Mafia organization to call the headquarters site "home".

In the past, when Zhongyuan Zhongye was on the field, all the clerical work and administrative matters at home were all handled by Irene.

He only needs to be responsible for the external display of force.

"That's good." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, and when he turned to leave, he was suddenly stopped by the other party.

"Mr. Chuya!"

He stopped and turned to look at Erin suspiciously.

"What else?"

The girl with long silver-white hair touched the ends of her hair that had flowed down to her chest,

"When is Nakaya-san planning to leave?"

"The morning is to organize the equipment. If you want to set off, it should be in the afternoon."

"Then, can Mr. Nakaya come over again at noon?" Irene showed a smile, and she looked very cute and cute with a mysterious appearance.

However, the hand hidden behind the back was clenched into a fist until the veins were exposed.

"can."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look at her. Although he didn't know what the other party was up to, but because he was at the headquarters of Mafia in the port, he agreed casually.

"When is noon?"

"...Twelve o'clock, the weather is just right at twelve noon."

It's a great time to say goodbye.

Irene watched Zhongyuan Zhongya leave, then lowered her head and opened the drawer. The poison from the Black Organization, or Gin Wine's unilateral friendship, was contained in a small glass bottle, mixed with the poison embedded in the bottom layer. White gravel, it looks like a beautiful wishing bottle.

"...I really want to say goodbye this time..."

Irene took the small wishing bottle out of the drawer, squeezed it tightly in her hand and looked at it for a while, then covered her face with one hand, finally showing a sad look.

If possible, she certainly hoped to leave quietly like this, and then never meet Zhongya Zhongya again.

She could no longer see Chuya Nakahara, and she could no longer get news about him from anyone.

She can forget Chuya Nakahara.

Ah... it's getting a little annoying...

organize……

Irene lay prone on the table, poked the glass bottle with her finger, and then quietly watched it being poked down by her finger and rolled to the edge of the table.

April 29 · Water Day · [-]:[-] noon

Zhong Yuanzhong also returned to the office as agreed. Everyone went to eat separately at the moment, and he came here hungry in order to accept Irene's invitation.

"Hey, Erin, tell me to come over now-"

Nakahara Chuya pushed open the office door and called the girl's name impatiently, but subconsciously lowered his voice when he saw the girl.

At that time, the silver-white long-haired girl closed her eyes tightly, her face was pressed against her arms, and she was lying on the table breathing gently.

Apparently asleep.

"This guy, called me over and fell asleep by himself."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood there and looked at the girl for a while, and then pressed his hat as if he had realized it, and approached the girl while muttering softly.

He bent down to look at the girl's profile, and then took off the coat he was wearing and covered the girl.

"No matter how good the weather is, sleeping with the window open at this time will probably catch a cold."

He complained like this, but his body was very honest and he walked aside to close the window for the girl.

"Well……"

The movement of closing the window seemed a bit loud. Erin rubbed her eyes after hearing the sound, got up from the table, and opened those lake-blue eyes.

"Mr. Chuya..."

She rubbed her eyes unemotionally in front of Nakahara Chuya, and finally managed to focus those misty lake blue eyes.

"Ah, sorry, I fell asleep just now!"

Facing the strange eyes of the boy with orange-red short hair, Irene realized her impoliteness. She couldn't help covering her face and apologized repeatedly, and then the boy waved his hands indifferently.

"It's fine."

"So, why did you call me here now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know whether he wanted to ease his mood or to embarrass Irene, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Ah, this ah..."

Hearing Chuya Nakahara's question, the girl seemed to finally realize the topic.

She combed her long silver-white hair, which was a little messy from falling asleep, behind her ears with her fingers, and then stared at Zhongya Zhongya for a long time, showing a smile.

That smile is beautiful.

But there always seems to be a lingering sadness.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the other side blankly, subconsciously not knowing how to respond to Irene's smile.

"Because I greedily wanted to be the first person to bless Mr. Chuya, that's why I secretly called you over at noon." She said this, showing another sly expression.

"I guess I succeeded in sneaking away."

"Mr. Chuya, happy birthday."

Hearing Irene's words, Zhongyuan Zhong also finally realized why the girl always looked a little bit wrong these two days. Was it to hide the surprise from him, the person involved?

He looked at the silver-white long-haired girl's sly expression as if she had succeeded in a prank, but he still didn't say that he and Osamu Dazai knew from Ozaki Koyo that she had gone to the shopping street a month ago. Things to buy yourself a gift.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide, trying to create an appearance of surprise.

"Oh, oh that's right..."

Eileen looked at his expression, blinked her eyes, and suddenly laughed again.

"This surprise reaction is unreal—"

"Mr. Nakaya already knew from Hongye sister that I went to buy gifts specially."

"what……"

Nakahara Nakaya, who was trying to show surprise but made a great reading voice, felt a little hot on his cheeks after being pierced by the girl, which made him take the initiative to look away, "If you know it, don't say it, at least give me, the boss, some face. !"

"Okay, okay, I'll remember!"

Hearing Zhong Yuanzhong also said this with a little shame, Irene covered her mouth and laughed non-stop, and then made a very heartless promise.

"Hey, Mr. Chuya."

After Irene finished laughing, she walked up to Chuya Nakahara and motioned him to extend his hand.

"hand."

"What are you doing, making it so mysterious."

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that the girl was planning to give him a gift, so he muttered something, and stretched out his hand obediently.

"This, I have been choosing a gift for a long time on the shopping street." She said, putting a small and exquisite gift box in the hands of Chuya Zhongyuan.

"Because when I saw it, I thought of Mr. Nakaya's eyes, so I bought it unconsciously."

Irene stuck out her tongue after saying this, "It cost me a lot of salary!"

She looked at Nakahara Chuya like this, her lake blue eyes carried some kind of deep meaning.

"So, don't hate this gift..."

This is a birthday present she sincerely wants to give Chuya Nakahara, so don't hate this gift.

It's okay to hate her, but please don't hate her mind.

"What are you talking about, as long as it's not some spoof gift from that bastard Dazai, how can I hate other people's thoughts?"

He didn't miss Irene's whisper, Zhong Yuan didn't know why he suddenly had a bad premonition, he muttered, looked down at the beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Okay, the birthday presents are over." When he raised his head, he found that the girl who was a few steps away from him just now suddenly bent down and moved very close to him.

As his face was pressed against his face, he could almost feel the other person's breathing.

"So, next is another gift..."

The girl with long silver hair smiled at him, and then blinked her eyes mysteriously.

"Hey, it's too—"

He just wanted to say that they were too close, but when he opened his mouth, he found that there was a soft and cold touch on his lips.

His blue eyes widened suddenly, and his face was blank with shock.

Right now, he's not showing off at all.

"Hey you!"

The first intimate contact with the opposite sex didn't last long, and the girl backed away in just a few seconds, and then his mind froze for a moment, and he could even hear a buzzing echo.

No, not an illusion!

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes suddenly, but found that his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see the appearance of the girl in front of him clearly.

His mind was so fuzzy that he couldn't even open his mouth when he wanted to speak.

Before falling into darkness, a girl's voice could be heard faintly in his ears, but the voice seemed to be separated by a water curtain, and only a few words could be vaguely heard.

"Sorry... like..."

Only the last sentence rang close to his ears.

"Mr. Chuya, goodbye."

The author has something to say:

Hey, I really like Chuya!Don't worry he won't die, but Irene will have a (fake) bento.

Chapter 15 "The last bomb, is it a lie I told in order to escape, or is it true?"

Looking at Nakahara Chuya who was about to fall to the ground, Irene stretched out her hand to grab him.

Nakahara, who has just turned 16, is not tall. Irene was able to support him easily and stably, and then laid him down on the sofa. The coat he put on Irene just now returned to her. body.

"This can buy some time..."

Seeing Nakahara Zhongya's eyes closed tightly, sleeping soundly on the sofa with his coat covered, Irene gave a wry smile.

If it was someone else, of course she was confident that she could delay for a while, but she definitely couldn't hide it from Osamu Dazai.

But she didn't expect to be able to hide it from Osamu Dazai.

She just needs...a little delay.

The time that would allow her to take away all the information she wanted.

"Miss Irene?" The members of the intelligence team are obviously very familiar with Irene. After all, as Chuya Nakahara's direct subordinate, she has also been allowed by Mori Ogai to enter the intelligence team to investigate information below the cadre level.

Coupled with the fact that Nakahara Chuya himself is not very interested in paperwork, Irene has almost become acquainted with the members of the intelligence team during this time.

"Well, I'm here for Mr. Chuya to obtain information about the target of this battle." Irene nodded to the two administrators standing in front of her, as usual.

"Okay, the information has been prepared a long time ago, please follow me." Hearing Irene's words, the two administrators did not show surprise expressions. They nodded, and one of them opened the door of the intelligence room, and then motioned to Aileen Lynn followed her in.

"...information from the intelligence team..."

After killing the administrator of the intelligence team, Irene seized the time to retrieve all the information at the port mafia cadre level, and then took the time to memorize them all in her mind.

She watched a series of information flashing across the display, and the expression on her face gradually became surprised.

Although Port Mafia is a mafia organization with a long history, she did not expect that the foundation of this organization is so profound. It is no wonder that this organization seems to be ordinary but has such powerful people...

"So that's the case... No wonder the organization needs to send me over..."

After recording most of the information, she was about to close the document, but stopped when she saw a document named "Central Plains Zhongye".

She hesitated for two seconds, but still couldn't hold back and clicked on the named file.

Following the lines of text flashing across the light screen, Irene was completely stunned.

"This is?!"

"Click!"

Not a few seconds after she opened Chuya Zhongya's file, the lights in the entire archive room were suddenly turned on.

"Yo~"

The visitor greeted Irene, and there was no trace of hostility on his smiling face.

"I knew the information about Zhongye, Irene-chan would definitely read it."

The black-haired young man standing opposite Irene smiled softly, and then snapped his fingers.

Immediately, a whole combat team of mafia members appeared behind him.

"Mr. Dazai."

Even though she was surrounded in all directions, and the cold muzzle was aimed at her head and heart from all directions, Irene didn't show a too surprised expression.

She looked at Osamu Dazai standing in front of her, almost sighed and pronounced his name.

"Have you noticed it already?"

"Well, how should I put it... I actually have a high degree of affection for Irene-chan..." Dazai Osamu walked up to Irene with his hands in his pockets and walked up to Irene with his slender legs, "So this year I have never Suspected Irene-chan."

He shook his head as he spoke, then suddenly laughed again,

"It's a pity that our boss is a bastard," he said, stretching out his hands from his pockets and spreading them out in front of Irene, looking helpless.

"He doesn't even trust me, so of course he won't trust anyone easily~"

"Irene-chan has been very honest some time ago, and it's almost the first anniversary of joining the company soon, and I still want to wait for the first anniversary to celebrate it," Dazai Osamu said, staring deeply at Irene with his iris-colored eyes , the expression on his face was full of puzzlement, "So, why did you choose to betray at this time?"

What Osamu Dazai asked was not why he had to betray, but why he had to betray at this time.

Irene Ofelia Auerbach joined Port Mafia for less than a year, which is not enough time for her to be promoted to the top of the organization. In addition, her identity has no risk of being exposed at all, so it stands to reason Well, if she lurks peacefully, according to the degree of importance that Zhongye Zhongye receives in the organization, she will be promoted to the position of a cadre just around the corner. By then, Irene's status as the direct subordinate of Zhongyuan Zhongye will naturally rise...

Osamu Dazai couldn't figure it out. Defecting at such a time is undoubtedly the most cost-effective time.

"That...it's because I asked for it myself." Irene knew exactly what Osamu Dazai wanted, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Because if I stay here again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and really forget myself task."

As she said this, her lake-blue eyes sparkled, "Mr. Chuya is so charming."

"In order to stop the loss in time, the organization behind me will not let me stay here anymore."

"Well, speaking of this... Is Chuya okay now?" Hearing what Irene said, Osamu Dazai nodded, his question was finally answered, and then it was his turn to worry about the second question.

"Mr. Chuya?" Irene blinked at him, "Guess?"

"Ah... so I don't like to play this kind of game the least..." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to cover his face when she said that, and showed emotion for a while, "Forget it, isn't that guy Chuya?" It’s the same for a guy who is so easy to die, wait until the matter on your side is over.”

"Then," the boy with beautiful iris-colored eyes looked at Irene, and took out the hand wooden warehouse he had in his pocket.

The pitch-black wooden mouth pointed at the girl with long silver hair,

"Irene sauce, do you have any other last words?"

Seeing the kind of pity and sympathy on Osamu Dazai's face, but the still cold look in his eyes without any fluctuation, Irene smiled, and she raised her hand, "Can you stop the head?" She said so, stretching out her hand to cover In Dazai Osamu's hand holding Mu Cang, he pressed down on Mu Cang, which was aimed at his head, and moved it to his heart.

"If you aim at the heart, even the posthumous face will be more beautiful." She said, wrinkling her nose playfully, "If it's too ugly, I'm afraid Mr. Chuya will have nightmares if he sees it."

Hearing what the silver-white long-haired girl said, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Since it's Erin-chan's last request..."

As he said this, he obediently aimed Mu Cang's mouth at her heart according to the other party's wishes.

"Then, bye, Irene-chan..."

"Mr. Dazai." The boy was about to pull the trigger when he was suddenly stopped by the girl, and then he looked at the girl in front of him and raised his lips, "It's useless to regret it now, Erin-chan."

Irene shook her head, and suddenly showed a sly smile at the black-haired boy, "Mr. Dazai, why do you think I chose this time to enter the file room?"

"This time?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment when he heard the girl's question, and then he was stunned for a moment when there was a sudden explosion not far away, "Don't you?!"

The continuous explosions made the crowd behind Osamu Dazai turmoil, and then the walkie-talkie on a certain subordinate with a walkie-talkie suddenly rang.

"Hey! What's the situation! Where are you?!"

"I don't know who planted the bomb in the headquarters of Port Mafia!"

"Underground! The underground vault was bombed!"

"There is also a roof! The emergency escape route is also—ah——"

The voice on the walkie-talkie disappeared quickly, but the subordinates standing behind Dazai Osamu caused a commotion. Even Dazai Osamu looked at the girl in front of him with a new look.

"Irene Sauce, although I knew you might do something big, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."

"Because I've already decided to leave. I'd be stupid if I show mercy at this time, right?" the silver-haired girl said, taking advantage of the fact that Osamu Dazai and the others were attracted by the voice of the walkie-talkie just now. a detonator.

"There's another bomb, Mr. Dazai, do you want to know where it is?"

Erin said so, tilted her head and smiled at him,

"Can I just remind you that if this bomb is detonated, it will have a very terrifying impact."

"The last bomb...won't you?!"

Hearing Irene's words, Osamu Dazai suddenly remembered that Irene and Nakahara Chuya had entered Mori Ogai's office for the first time many times when they reported overseas business trips to Mori Ogai.

"Could it be in the boss's office?"

"Mr. Dazai, it would be great if you could be less sensitive."

Seeing Osamu Dazai's performance, Irene pursed her lips and smiled.

"So, do you dare to bet?"

"Is the last bomb a lie I told in order to escape, or is it true?"

"Irene-chan," Dazai Osamu sighed softly, looking into the eyes of the silver-white long-haired girl, "You must know that even if you escape from here today, you will continue to be attacked by mafia at the port in the future." It is even very possible that you will be hunted down, and in order to atone for your crime, Zhongye will be responsible for killing you."

"I know, but—"

Before the silver-white long-haired girl finished speaking, the expression on her face suddenly froze, and then Osamu Dazai's eyes were suddenly covered with blood red.

"...Irene sauce? Irene sauce! Irene!"

Osamu Dazai watched the girl in front of him spurt a mouthful of blood on his face, and then her abdomen began to ooze liquid of the same color, and then the whole person fell on him.

"Who?" Osamu Dazai raised his head and searched around the crowd for the person who opened the wooden warehouse suddenly, "Who opened the wooden warehouse?"

"Jingle Bell--"

Before he could find Mu Cangshou, the fire alarm of the whole building came late.

"Mr. Dazai! The leader over there—"

"Go and check the bomb on Mr. Mori's side first, and everyone else will go back to the team first. Give me the walkie-talkie and contact Mr. Mori." Osamu Dazai lowered his head, looked at the girl who stopped breathing in his arms, and sighed softly.

"Irene sauce, you have really caused us a big trouble..."

"Hello? Mr. Sen, it's me, about my situation..."

The author has something to say:

The shooter was Irene’s little friend. As for why he needs to shoot, the main reason is to let Irene get away. Well, the next chapter will explain it well~