How to be a great detective

Winter is over.

Although the temperature can't soar to a temperature that makes people not worry about catching a cold at all, the slightly warm breeze still made half of the people on the street take off their heavy coats.

"Sir, our store is having a spring sale. If you are interested, please come into the store to choose."

A leaflet was stuffed in Amuro Toru's hand. The simple paper highlighted the discount strength of their store, followed by the material and design of the clothing.

Although discounts can stimulate people's desire to shop, this doesn't work for Toru Amuro. After all, he is not short of money as a senior member of the organization, and he has long since left the state of needing to save money.And the clothing material and design of this store, if you ask him, it has only reached a passing level.

He just glanced at it briefly, and then completely lost interest.

But the leaflet was not entirely useless, and it reminded Amuro that it was time for Yayoi to buy some new clothes.After all, when she first moved in to live with him, she was extremely hasty and only had time to bring some personal and seasonal clothes.As for the subsequent purchases, it also focuses on the personal daily necessities needed such as cups.

Toru Amuro walked back home quickly, as usual, the prepared meals were already placed on the table, but only the bowl and chopsticks belonged to him, Toru Amuro knew that she must have finished the meal long ago and stayed with herself in the room.

It should be because there are too many items belonging to "bourbon" in the restaurant, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The corner of Amuro Toru's lips could not help but evoke a very helpless arc.

After all, the opportunity for the two of them to start living together was not as good as outsiders guessed.

The kind-hearted girl who accidentally discovered the true identity of the person she likes, and the members of the black organization who threatened the people around her, no matter which direction you think about, they should be called terrible.

Toru Amuro raised his hand and lightly knocked on the door twice. After telling Yayoi that he was going to come in, he opened the door without her consent.

—because she wouldn't agree.

She was sitting on a chair, typing on the keyboard, earnestly revising her manuscript as if she hadn't noticed that someone had opened the door.

Since moving into Toru Amuro's home, she has intentionally reduced her contact with the outside world. It is definitely impossible to work in a fixed environment, so she can only rely on writing to get royalties to maintain her living expenses.

It's like paying Amuro Toru's own half of the accommodation fee.

Although Toru Amuro is willing to bear the burden for Yayoi, she obviously does not want to have financial entanglements with Toru Amuro.

"The temperature has started to rise recently. If you don't buy some new clothes, you will have to wear winter clothes to experience the temperature in spring and summer."

Toru Amuro's expression has returned to the ease with which he used to face other people, fiddling with the flowers and plants on Yayoi's table, as if he hadn't noticed her silence.

After more than ten or 20 seconds, Yayoi seemed to realize the existence of Toru Amuro, stopped his fingers typing on the keyboard, and gave a soft "hmm", indicating that he already knew.

Amuro smiled, and then said to Yayoi: "I'm going out tonight, you should go to bed early, don't wait for me to go home, after all, no one can predict the completion time of the task dispatched by the organization in advance."

Of course Yayoi would not wait for him, Toru Amuro was just deceiving himself and others.

But he knew that Yayoi would respond to him, because he revealed to her very bluntly that he was going to complete the organization's mission tonight.

Yayoi turned her head and looked at him, the emotion in her eyes was a mixture of surprise and sadness.

"I see...thank you."

The final voice was so weak that one would doubt whether Yayoi had really spoken, but Toru Amuro was absolutely sure that the voice he heard just now was not an illusion.

"You're welcome." The smile on his face widened by two points, "There is no need to thank you between the two of us."

Amuro Toru's palm fell, covering the back of Yayoi's left hand.He could feel the shaking of Yayoi's left hand, but he had enough time to wait for Yayoi to recover.

Yayoi let him hold her hand and smiled slightly.

"I see."

When she recovers, deal with him with hypocrisy.

But he has nothing to lose, has he?

He could hold her hand and feel every skin on her hand.

Neither side spoke, and 10 minutes passed in silence.Only then did Amuro Toru let go of his hand, ending this rare quiet time.

"If you don't go out to eat again, the food you thoughtfully prepared for me will be cold."

Amuro said so, and left Yayoi's room.

But in fact, even if he left now, the food on the dinner table would have been completely cold long ago.

He used this excuse to leave, just because these 10 minutes had reached the limit that Yayoi could endure.If he stays by himself any longer, it will only make both of them more unhappy, and it will only add to his troubles.

Toru Amuro picked up his chopsticks and started his meal time.

Toru Amuro's mission partner this time is still Belmode, probably because the two of them recently completed the mission together and the results were very good, which made the organization feel that the two of them cooperated very well.

Belmode sat on the co-pilot's seat with a cigarette in his hand, and said casually, "I thought you would spend a little more time with your little lover."

Amuro glanced at Belmode, and said, "Compared to lovers, of course the mission of the organization is more important."

"It's really a perfect answer. I thought you were dazzled by love. After all, you let that girl live in your home, didn't you?" Belmode took a puff of smoke.

"It's just living in my house. Do you think that other people living in my house will find out the secrets of me and the organization?"

Toru Amuro was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Using 'others' to call my girlfriend, Bourbon, you are really indifferent." Belmode bit the word "others", as if he really sympathized with Toru Amuro's lover.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Toru Amuro focused on Belmode's indifference, and regarded it as Belmode's compliment to him.

Shouldn't organization members be indifferent?

"She is so pitiful that she waits for you to go home every day, but she can't arouse your pity?"

Just as Belmode finished speaking, a gun was pressed against her temple.

She didn't show any emotion of fear, but chuckled slightly: "I knew you wouldn't be so indifferent to her."

Toru Amuro calmly threatened: "If I know that you are approaching her again, I will let you have a good taste of my methods, Belmode."

"I see. I just want to know what's going on with your little canary. Now that I understand it, there's no need to keep in touch." Belmode spread his hands.

Canary?

Amuro chuckled inwardly.

She is not a canary, and a real canary will not investigate the organization alone like her.

Of course, this is something that Belmode has no chance, and Amuro Toru will not give her a chance to learn about it.

He withdrew his gun and acquiesced to Belmode's evaluation.

When Toru Amuro returned home, Yayoi had already fallen asleep on the bed.It's hard to see whether she has taken any action tonight, but Toru Amuro is sure that she is definitely following behind him by using tactics such as gaze induction. After all, he took the initiative to disclose the news of the organizational mission to her at night.

Because only by intermittently disclosing information about the Yayoi organization and giving her some other directions for investigation can he continue to maintain his fragile relationship with Yayoi.

Perhaps one day he will be sent to prison by Yayoi himself because of his current behavior, but that is also a matter of the future, he only looks at the present.

A gentle smile bloomed on Toru Amuro's face, and he placed a kiss on Yayoi's forehead.

"Good night."

I hope that Yayoi, who has been flying outside for most of the night, can have a good dream in this cage with only a false name.

The author has something to say: Heibo is unable to have a happy end with Yayoi because of his position, but he still likes this ending quite a lot.

Originally writing the main thread of Heibo, I wanted to write that Boben wanted to imprison Yayoi, but Yayoi destroyed all the imprisoned props with a strong hand... But it’s too funny to write it like this. I don’t allow it, I just want to write A somewhat dark ending.Although I don't think this ending is very dark, especially compared to the Otome games I have played (hesitant to speak)

In short, the full text is over here, thank you for your support all the time, and see you next time.