Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

During the three months that Akai Shuichi was performing tasks in the nursing home, he lived a leisurely life as if it were a pension.

Although this is the case, it is also equivalent to being trapped here. After all, it is impossible to communicate with the outside world, and it is not convenient to receive news. Apart from calling for someone at the door of the laboratory at regular intervals and staring at the two researchers, they just spend time in the kitchen doing research. Recipe, fine cooking.

The thick bloody smell, which was thought to be difficult to dissipate, quietly dissipated a lot during this period. The little girl Zhibao, who seemed to be extremely sensitive to this bloody smell and murderous aura, observed him for a long time, and finally lowered her guard against him a little. Although he still didn't take the initiative to approach him, at least he wouldn't keep staring at him like a terrifying beast.

To use a vivid description: the black panther named Rye returned to the cage, temporarily withdrew its blood-stained claws, and gradually became harmless to humans and animals in the kitchen knife and the seasoning jar that will always be put more and less.

In front of "Kitor" who tried hard to teach him to cook, he always had a silent but modest attitude, and he became more and more honest and obedient. It's no wonder that even Miyano Shiho couldn't help but relax his vigilance.

But obviously, the claws are not really retracted.

Akai Shuichi didn't want to waste a few months in a leisurely life, and finally had a mission that failed completely, so he chose to take the initiative to capture another beast with a strong force, trying to make things right.

——Although the person who was caught would definitely not be obedient and obedient, and he might even have a biting and scuffling with him on the spot.

Taking in the familiar look in front of him, the man who is well versed in the habits of beasts can't help but sigh in his heart, he misses the original Ketor a bit, at least that Ketor is not so difficult to deal with, and it is easier to communicate, probably .

"..."

"The stars are big."

As he expected, it was a mature beast.

"Hand, can you take it away?"

The beast showed a perfect smile, as if he was not offended by him at all, and his anger was nonsense.

Akai Shuichi loosened and retracted his hands in a good manner, and every next reply would be like walking on a tightrope across the cliff. There was no way, and he couldn't blame anyone.

Qian Mu was not in a hurry to continue the conversation with him.

Raising his hand slowly, he lightly pressed a few times on the shoulder that was grabbed by the black-haired man. Obviously he was rubbing it casually, but it seemed that he was carefully brushing off the dust that was accidentally stained on his shoulder.

The renewed smile was like a switch, after that, he raised his eyes again, and looked at Akai Hideo, there was no flaws, but there was no "kindness" at all.

"As the chief culprit who makes me uncontrollably impatient, if you can suddenly open up and make a leap forward, I will stop naturally, Mr. Zhu Xing."

"I'm really sorry, but I have a hunch that in the field of health-preserving soup, I should be able to achieve a lot, and then I won't make you impatient anymore."

"Really, I hope it can be as you said... You can change your leisurely and lazy behavior and make some achievements that will impress me."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do it even if I don't want to change it." Akai Shuichi said, "Because I'm too stupid, I've consumed too much Ketor-kun's energy, and now I'm getting farther and farther away from the qualified standard. If Gin finds out, I'm sure It will be regarded as useless waste and cleaned up immediately."

Qian Mu leaned against the cooking table and tilted his head slightly: "Speaking of which, I'm also a little curious. The person who issued the order to you should ask you to report my situation regularly..."

"Aren't you obedient, Rye?" This time it was replaced with a malicious smile.

"How dare you."

What Akai Hideichi thought in his heart was that this person still knew his state, and even knew that he was under extremely strict surveillance, but his attitude was so leisurely, which seemed to imply something more.

He thought he had seen through the man in front of him, but his eyes were still covered by a cloud of suspicion.

"I am active within the confines of the nursing home, and the mobile phone signal and network are blocked. Even if I want to report to my superiors, I can't find a way to report."

"Pfft."

Qian Mu smiled very unceremoniously. The third time, the type was ridicule: "Didn't you find out on the first day you came here? The signal that is blocked is the surface signal, and you can communicate normally inside the research institute."

"..." Chi Jingxiu's expression remained unchanged, as if being exposed had no effect on him, "Ah, I'm stupid, and I haven't noticed it until now, and I need you to remind me. However, since I'm stupid Being able to live well up to now means that the superior doesn’t mind my reporting less, so it’s not a big problem.”

"Then now that you know the method, you can report it with peace of mind?" Qian Mu made a "please" gesture.

Akai Shuichi remained calm: "But, no, Ketor-kun."

"—we're 'accomplices' now, aren't we?"

Qian Mujing looked at his undisturbed pupils, and after a while, he curled his lips for the fourth time, showing a smile: "Huh?"

Akai Shuichi said, "I don't know much about your situation, but, judging by your reaction... you probably don't like your every move, and you're all firmly controlled by the higher-ups."

"Of course, I do have more selfishness. After all, it's because I didn't complete my mission properly. If you report your current state truthfully, Mr. Ketor, I'm afraid you will die sooner than if you don't report it."

The black-haired man crossed his arms, and like Qian Mu, he chose a slightly relaxed posture, sending out a peace signal that no one actually believed: "I have just lived a comfortable life for two years, and I don't want to be here too soon. Close your eyes under the gun."

"While we are covering each other and getting what we need, we will not miss anything that should be done, and the cooking skills that cause you trouble will improve as soon as possible. Even if it is something other than the task, if there is anything I can help Yes, as a sincerity, I will not refuse."

"So, I'm asking you in the capacity of Zhu Xingda—do you want to cooperate, Mr. Ketor? I believe you will accept it instead of turning around and selling me."

What a sincere, direct, bold invitation, as the man himself said.

Tearing off the skin of "Rye", "Zhu Xing Da" once again revealed his unscrupulous gambler essence that involves his own life but dares to take risks.

It is precisely because he is a person who does not care about trampling the rules, so he will take the initiative to become a member of the black organization in China, and "Ketor" has witnessed this side of "Zhu Xing Da" with his own eyes, so naturally he will not feel that his invitation at this moment unexpected.

"Although I knew you were a decisive guy from the very beginning, I was surprised to be so decisive."

Qian Mu's smile was slightly restrained, as if surprised, he began to think about it seriously.

The confrontation between the two has reached this point, and it has temporarily entered the stage of truce and balance.

Again.

They know, they all know, each other has never trusted each other's spoken words, it seems that from words to expressions to every detail of action, it is a full set of camouflage.

But there seems to be a "real" part in their performances.

For Akai Shuichi, recklessness and selfishness are false, and it is true to take risks resolutely for a certain purpose. He wants to find a deeper secret from "Ketor", and the bargaining chip must be his own life. Replacement if fake.

For Qian Mu, his heartfelt invitation to "Zhu Xing Da" is fake, but it is true when considering the value of this invitation.

He would never trust the "sincerity" that Akai Shuichi said, but in fact, he didn't care what Akai Shuichi was looking for, what he found, and what he wanted from him.

If they had to be patient and stay in the same room with this man, their way of getting along would always be mutual suspicion and confrontation.

——There is no need to doubt, because that is what is written in the script that is constantly written and rewritten.

Isn't that a coincidence?

He is a selfish person who will never let go of any opportunity, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

——Now he dares to bet anything, and the price can be everything except his life.

all.

"...Okay, this invitation is only good for me. I don't need to hesitate, of course I accept it."

Oral acceptance doesn't count, you can only listen to it.Akai Hideo has been judging so calmly until now.

He was not surprised that "Ketor" would agree, what he needed was the next action that this man would take after he agreed and grasped the fatal trick he risked to expose.

Needless to say, the best result, the worst result is that both sides will suffer.

Akai Shuichi was mentally prepared, with an unchanged expression, waiting for the next speech that would fall to the ground.

"I have received your sincerity. If you don't mind, Rye, how about I also respond to you?"

The result is what I heard.

The red-haired youth who frequently switched masks in front of him suddenly shrugged slightly.

No sign.

Also without hesitation.

"Ketor" twitched the corner of his mouth abruptly, as if raising his hand and discarding all the pretense, frankly, without any reservations.

He moved back slightly, and sat on the cooking table in a lazy posture, with a seasoned salt shaker that fell to the side at some point in his hand.

Anyone who wants to dig out the secret from him must never miss this probing look like a black cat.

"You want to know the secrets of the institute, no problem, do you want to find out by yourself, or I will tell you personally?"

"...!"

Ren Akai Hideichi, no matter how good his professionalism was, and how good he was at controlling his mood swings, was unable to maintain his composure at this time.

The moment his emerald green pupils shrank suddenly, the red-haired young man raised his hand and applauded symbolically, and let out a hearty laugh that seemed to bring joy to his body and mind.

Doing this incomprehensible weird behavior, making a laugh that is not like him at all, but Qianmu's dark eyes lit up for a moment, it was like a rebellious victor breaking free from the shackles, and crowning himself in advance without hesitation brilliant.

"Hahahaha—you're surprised? It's okay, I don't care what you're thinking, so you don't have to have any psychological pressure."

"If you tell the answer directly, there will be no sense of accomplishment in deciphering it? Then you should go find it yourself. There is nothing in the nursing home. You can come to the research institute. Everything is there. You can browse it casually and see what you want. Don't worry about it. greeted me."

"Why, I promised to show it to you, don't you suddenly want to watch it again? Rye, I really don't care what you think, as long as you don't disturb me, what all of you think has nothing to do with me."

Qian Mu talked to himself here, looking at the man whose disguise was almost torn off by him, tilting his head with a happy mood to appreciate Akai Shuichi's expression at this time, but he was nervous about the man's tall and tall man. Turning a blind eye to the little crisis leaking out of his body.

He just smiled and said: "Are you really not going? So be it, anyway, the secret is there. You want to read it today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, quietly, or openly, it's up to you."

"........."

Akai Shuichi really... didn't know how to react.

For a moment, he didn't understand whether he was showing his feet, and whether Ketor was threatening and testing him or playing with him.

Ketor's intentions and motives are like a mess of wool, not only can't be traced, but also a mess, as if at a certain moment, this person's reason and logic are blacked out, and he can't pry into it or understand it.

The only thing that Hideichi Akai could confirm in shock was that Ketor, who was acting so frighteningly false, was actually "real".

His smile at this moment is real, his joy at this moment is real, and the little malice engraved in his big laugh is also real, this is the most real him.

...then what is fake?

When we reunited two years later, the thin and tired "Ketor" you saw?

Akai Hideichi inexplicably thinks that the latter is also true.

On the contrary, it became even more chaotic.

Who exactly is Ketor, how many faces does the real him contain, and what is he hiding...

Akai Shuichi is more eager to confirm this than the "secret" of the institute's unknown true or false.

After all, who can believe that a person who doesn't trust him at all will suddenly throw all "trust" - all in him?

Of course Qian Mu knew that Akai Shuichi would not believe this truth so easily.

However, his thoughts should not be so difficult to understand.

The script wrote that he and Akai Shuichi would confront each other and doubt each other. This is indeed his style, but what if he changes his mood occasionally?

He just wants to "trust" this man, and he will be generous with the information about his own terminal illness, including the data about the gem of immortality in this research institute, and perhaps some subtle clues that can reveal his status in the organization. Wide open, none of this matters.

Chi Jingxiu looked at it as soon as he saw it, and Qian Mu didn't mind.

"Well, lunch break is over."

Qianmu shook his wrist, trying to shake off the salt particles sticking to the gloves, leaving a little leftover, when leisurely passing by the black-haired man, he grabbed the corner of the man's clothes and wiped it clean , before letting go and throwing the hem of the clothes back.

"I'm going back to the laboratory. If you still want to hone your cooking skills, I'll give you a recipe later. Well, it's the kind of health-preserving soup you want."

After finishing speaking, Qian Mu returned to the underground research institute, he said what he said, and he didn't care or care about Akai Shuichi's actions as long as he didn't disturb him.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

The FBI ace watched the red-haired young man drift away almost in a dazed state of mind, without looking back at himself the whole time.

For the first half month, Akai Hideichi was doubly cautious and stayed put.

On the surface, the superior has no time to pay attention to their movements, so Ketor dared to give the secret to an outsider who is just an assistant, but who knows where he dug a hole?

He spends 10 hours a day in the kitchen, rarely leaving except to go down to order people to eat.

Facts have proved that Akai Shuichi's talent in the field of health soup - there is still a little bit.

The first pot of soup he boiled that can be called "pretty tasty" was red dates and pork bone soup. It is said that it was a success once, and it did not waste materials as crazy as before.

It was Miyano Shiho who took the first sip this time.

The little girl has been tormented by the cooking skills of the magical assistant for several months, and has developed the habit of taking a bite first every time she eats. She can be poisoned to death, but Brother Qianmu can't.

As a result, the frightened and suspicious eyes froze for a long time after that mouthful, and quickly turned into a shock that was no less than a glimpse of spring flowers blooming in winter.

"Surprisingly, it's okay?"

It is impossible to say more praises, the little girl with tea hair held up a spoon, squeezed her eyebrows and took a sip, took out the nitpicking used in research, trying to find out the fault...

"... so sweet, too sweet!"

Miyano Shiho immediately regained the memory of rock sugar pear soup, the first sip was not obvious, but she noticed it in the second sip—and saw it!

Rye, this terrible killer, how many red dates did he throw into the soup!

The jujube meat is cooked thoroughly, and the rich sweet jujube flavor spreads quickly in the soup, almost covering up the taste of pork bones.

Akai Shuichi saw the little girl's disgusted expression, and had to ponder: "The main ingredients are put according to the recipe's label, as for the red dates too much... I heard, Shiho, you like to drink sweeter soup?"

Miyano Shiho: "...who said that."

Akai Hideichi looked at someone who was quietly drinking soup.

Qianmu's hand holding the spoon stopped in mid-air, waiting for the white steam rising from the soup to dissipate: "I just said that if it suits the taste of children, you can sweeten it a little."

Miyano Shiho looked at the muddy jujube meat with a prominent presence in the soup bowl, and then looked at Akai Shuichi with a familiar look of disgust. Can this be called "slightly"?

"..." Akai Shuichi remained calm, and subtly changed his strategy, "Maybe it's a little too much, but I read on the recipe that eating red dates is good for the body. It can supplement the deficiency of heart yin and nourish the stomach. Spleen, replenishes blood and soothes the nerves..."

"Red dates are indeed rich in vitamins, which can supplement the human body with cyclic adenosine monophosphate...Huh? The latter is an ancient Chinese medicine saying?" Miyano Shiho suddenly seemed to be reminded, and his eyes brightened after a little thought.

Qian Mu, who was locked on by the little girl's burning eyes: "..."

Seeing that Miyano Shiho seemed to want to pour the whole pot of soup into him, he had to say one more thing: "Only the developing women and children need to replenish blood. I don't have this need. Shiho, you can drink more..."

However, Miyano Shiho stubbornly ignored Brother Qianmu's opinion. After mentioning this, her interest in Chinese health soup suddenly increased, and she immediately asked Akai Shuichi for the recipe. In the evening, no, she will start after eating Research, discuss with Rye after the research, and decide what kind of soup to cook for Brother Qianmu every day to nourish his body.

Akai Shuichi has nothing to do with himself.

The Zhonghua Yangshengtang menu that Ketor gave him was more than ten centimeters thick. Even if he started from the first page and started with at least four pots every day, including Ketor and Xiao Zhibao’s breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper, he would still be able to eat it. It takes months to complete a round.

The world of health-preserving soup is really mysterious. Its nourishing effect covers every corner of the body, from the heart to the stomach.

——Strictly follow the combination of food supplements and exercise, so that Ketor's body can always be restored, right?Strange... After the abnormal performance half a month ago, he has changed back to his previous appearance. He obviously eats and exercises according to the schedule, but he still looks sick.

——One pot of soup every day, I don’t believe Qianmu brother can continue to sleep!If not, just four pots, I want to learn too!

One big and one small made up their minds, especially Miyano Shiho.

She watched the red-haired young man lose weight day by day, but he had a normal schedule and did not miss a meal. No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the reason, and now he was very anxious.

"...Okay, as long as you are happy."

Qian Mu had no objection, the main reason was that Xiao Zhibao didn't seem to give him a chance to have an opinion, even if it was just to reassure her, he would drink it.

But one pot or even a few pots a day is still avoided, and he can't drink that much, and he doesn't want to be fed with nosebleeds, and he will feel nauseous when he sees soups in the future.

"There's another piece of common sense, you can't make up for what's empty."

"...In other words, brother, you are also aware of your physical condition, it is already considered weak, right?"

"..."

"Then why can't you eat more."

Miyano Shiho just stared at the bowl in front of him, seemed to be speaking calmly, but silently grabbed the sleeve of the red-haired young man sitting next to him: "Isn't the effect of the nutrient that was re-adjusted last time?"

Although Qian Mu would eat normally with them, his appetite was very small.

In order not to worry Miyano Shiho, he told her that he just didn't have a good appetite recently, so don't worry about nutritional supplements. He has prepared special nutritional supplements, and he will take them in time when he has a bad appetite.

When Miyano Shiho had doubts about Brother Qianmu's weakness, he secretly checked the ingredients of his nutritional supplements. It turned out that he really didn't lie to her. The nutritional supplements were real. I really care about my health.

So why is it still like this?

No matter how talented Miyano Shiho was, he still couldn't figure out why.

Akai Hideichi was also puzzled, probably only Qianmu himself knew the answer.

But he won't tell them.

He would only pretend that he was also very strange, and said: "Maybe it's the taste of the nutritional supplement... The blueberry flavor is still too sour, will it be better to switch to the Sydney flavor next time?"

"...What does it have to do with the taste of the nutritional supplement! It's okay, brother, I don't want to talk to you today."

"I'm sorry, Shiho, if you get angry, you have to eat your meal first, don't waste Rye's rare and good results today."

The little girl finished her meal with a cold face, turned her head away, and left with the recipe borrowed from Akai Shuichi, without waiting for Qianmu to join her.

Qian Mu didn't let go of his younger sister's guilt, but smiled instead.

For a second he showed the ease of unloading the burden of his body, and the next second he recovered as before, pushed away the chair and stood up, according to normal habits, he should sit on the sofa for a while, and then leave for a half-hour walk after dinner.

Akai Shuichi quickly finished washing the dishes, cleared the dining table, and just caught up with Qianmu who was going for a walk when he went out.

After verbally reaching a strange "cooperative alliance" with Qian Mu, in addition to the original nanny job, he also consciously added the useless bodyguard duties. Run with a suit of clothes.

Every time he ran behind with a serious face, he would hear a faint chuckle from the person in front.

Akai Shuichi didn't know why Ketor was laughing, but he was just performing his duties as a bodyguard, hanging behind him to run with him, what's the point of the joke?

Only later did he realize that Ketor was not laughing at him, or at one of his actions.

Ketor seemed to be laughing at someone in his memory, and it had nothing to do with Shuichi Akai who was not paying attention.

Walking, exercising, one-on-one cooking instruction that gradually decreased in frequency...the two of them spend more time together, and the relationship is still indifferent.

Just when Akai Shuichi was about to make a judgment, he was convinced that the "trust" that Ketor threw to him as if he had abandoned everything and put all his eggs in one basket was just a silly tease.

After the walk was over, he sent the red-haired young man in a white coat back to the institute as usual.

There will be no accidents, the heavy and gloomy laboratory door will still close in front of his eyes, sealing Ketor's indifferent face.

Before the door was completely closed, Akai Shuichi was about to turn around and go back to the kitchen upstairs to stew the soup prepared in advance.

But he didn't hear the knocking sound of closing the door that would sound in a few seconds, and what came into his ears was——

"Still not going to go around and push the door?"

Obviously not cold, Ketor's voice still turned into invisible spikes, as if to pierce Shuichi Akai's mask-covered face.

Akai Hideo turned around and saw the back of the red-haired young man stopped only two steps away, almost inseparable from the shadow in the laboratory. The weight of the shadow seemed to crush him, but it didn't crush him at all.

Sure enough—for a person like Ketor, no matter how weak and withered the outermost layer of flesh and blood is, there is always an unbroken backbone supporting him inside.

His danger will not be weakened by the appearance, but will only intensify, as if to tear through the darkness.

"I don't understand what you mean." Akai Shuichi said calmly.

"Don't you understand? Then I can only be disappointed in you."

Qianmu put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, raised his chin slightly, as if he was staring sharply and coldly ahead, but in front of him there was only darkness, only dull metal instruments.

"I only heard that before hunting, leopards will wait patiently for the prey to relax their vigilance, but this is the first time I have seen a cheetah that does not move the prey in front of it, and is afraid to attack."

"..."

Akai Shuichi thought of many kinds of responses in an instant, each of which could cleanse himself tactfully and reduce the other party's suspicion as much as possible - if it didn't work, it could only be that the other party had really seen through everything about him long ago.

However, under the premise that Ketor's intentions are completely unclear, it is dangerous for him to respond to anything at this time.

Akai Shuichi unexpectedly did not hesitate for long.

"The prey that is motionless in front of you, the easiest thing to think of is a trap. Even if you replace the cheetah with any predator at the top of the food chain, you won't be so impulsive."

"That's not necessarily the case. In order to obtain greater benefits, sacrifice yourself for others, and dare to bite the bait on purpose - in this world, isn't there such a stupid creature?"

Another blatant declaration.

While Akai Shuichi was listening, his naturally hanging fingers moved slightly, as if silently tensing the bowstring, and a sharp arrow was about to break through the air.

Qianmu's slightly extended tail sound was soft, but after he suddenly became impatient, it turned into another frosty, cold and piercing look.

"I don't want to care about how you plan to act, but you are too slow. Don't tell me, you are really trying to delay time and prepare for something for nothing."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Wait, translate Ketor's words.

—— Ketor, because he disliked that he was not active enough in gathering information, so he urged him again impatiently,...?

...what the hell is this guy trying to do.

Akai Shuichi had some headaches, his premonition was right, Ketor was definitely a hundred times harder to deal with than Toru Amuro.

He seemed to be warning him bluntly, you are a stupid guy who dares to pry your head for the tempting bait in front of you, stop acting, hurry up, and stop being so verbose.

"Although I don't quite understand, my little bit of insignificant desire to explore made you misunderstand something..."

Well, he is.

Therefore, Hideo Akai turned his mind and said directly with a particularly relaxed attitude: "This is the first time I have come into contact with a secret project with only two researchers. I am really curious. If you are willing to take out some unimportant content in your busy schedule , Open my eyes, of course I don’t mind.”

"There is no difference between important and unimportant, you can look around now, you don't need me to open the door for you, right?"

"There's no need to bother you."

Akai Shuichi stopped acting, and was as calm and at ease as if he had returned to the FBI building: "Do you mind if I start visiting your laboratory first?"

As he said that, the crazy gambler, who lightly placed his life bet, had taken the initiative to take a step forward.

Ketor had plenty of time to block.

He may immediately turn his face and sneer and say that you are really whimsical.He might not say a word of nonsense, and "Rye"'s report with impure motives will be sent to Gin's mailbox in the next moment.He is more likely to do it directly, and send the assistant who knows what to do or not to the sky with a single shot.

but--

He didn't stop.

One step down, Akai Shuichi officially set foot in the absolute forbidden land.

At that moment, wait for your steps to be steady.

The face of the calm and composed party remained unchanged, and there was an unprecedented surprise in the green pupils, and perhaps other strong colors gushed out.

The red-haired young man did turn around once, but he rubbed shoulders with him, and raised his hand to press the switch on the wall.

"Crack."

The lights are bright, and the wide panorama of the laboratory is unobstructed.

"The locker room is here. Change clothes first, disinfect them before going shopping."

Qian Mu casually pointed to the side, and went to wash his hands and disinfected himself first. After the preparations before the experiment were completed, he passed by Akai Shuichi, who was motionless, and returned to his usual workbench without looking sideways.

Akai Shuichi: "...?"

The door of the laboratory has been automatically locked behind him, he is neither entering nor retreating, today must be the most confusing day in his undercover career——

Probably thinking about it, Shinto came in, Ketor still treated him as air indifferently, Akai Shuichi looked in the direction of the locker room, and really walked over slowly.

After the disinfection was completed, he barely put on the ill-fitting white coat. The man raised his hand and fished out his long hair under the white coat.

He first walked around the corner of the wall, holding his breath the whole time, without making any noisy movements.

With a casual glance, he saw filing cabinets full of files and experimental materials, and countless precision instruments that even he couldn't name.

Several instruments were running at the same time, and the reminder lights flashed red or green, and Ketor was surrounded by the instruments and warning lights, sitting there and operating something.

Akai Hideichi doesn't understand experiments, so he may need to open the filing cabinet and study the mountain of experimental reports for several days before he can barely understand what Ketor is doing.

Of course he didn't rummage around, and he didn't pull out a research report to read. It would be stupid to be so casual.

But—it wasn't all for nothing.

The filing cabinet was right next to it, and the door was unlocked. Ketor sat in front of him, never once paying attention to his actions.

There were no extra chairs in the laboratory, so Akai Hideichi found a place not too far away and stood with arms folded, keeping quiet all afternoon.

He could at least see that during these few hours, Ketor actually only did one thing: put the petri dish into the inspection instrument, confirm the result, record, rotate, and continue to perform mechanical and repetitive operations.

Confirmed results...may not be ideal.

Because Akai Shuichi observed that Qianmu's expression did not change from the beginning to the end.

Ketor in the laboratory is more silent than any "he" he has seen outside.

He is like a sheet of paper that is getting soaked gradually, it is already unbearably thick, but it still needs to be soaked by water bit by bit, dragging the heavy body and slowly falling towards the deep sea.

When he was in the kitchen, Akai Shuichi could interrupt Ketor, and in the name of the task, warned him to stop and not to go on like this.

But here, he didn't find any gaps to step in, as if he was forcibly placed in the auditorium, looking up at the dark stage in front of him.

The sole performer is pressing the keys that cannot produce sound, and no one knows what music he is playing.

……

Probably from this moment, Hideo Akai's judgment on "Ketor" quietly changed.

He seems to have grasped a clue vaguely, as long as he grasps this line and twitches to the end, he can splicing and implicating the contradictory expressions of the red-haired youth into a complex and multi-faceted person.

Finally, Ketor finished testing all the petri dishes, and it was time to rest.

After cleaning up the desktop and finishing the finishing work that has been repeated countless times, the red-haired young man got up and wanted to leave.

Akai Shuichi realized that even though he sat beside him all afternoon, Ketor still regarded him as air, and didn't even ask him what he was interested in discovering, so he simply asked, "Ketor-kun."

Only then did Qian Mu stop, holding the white coat in his hand, and waited indifferently for his next words.

The other party still didn't cooperate, so Akai Hideichi could only bluntly confide his biggest discovery.

"Keeping a sitting posture all the time, not getting up and moving, puts too much burden on the lumbar and cervical spine."

"..."

"And——your hair is too long, should you cut it, or do you want to keep it long? It should be quite suitable for you."

"........."

Slowly, Qian Mu turned his head.

"This is what you found after visiting all afternoon?"

"Well. If you don't want to grow it, you can trim it a little bit."

In an instant.

Qian Mu looked at Akai Shuichi with dark and strange eyes, as if he was looking at something familiar—this kind of familiar and unreasonable creature, commonly known as "stupid".

After so many years, he suddenly revisited the familiar soaring blood pressure.

Not wanting to say another word, he turned and left.