Sente Eiji's Black Friday

The "Kamen Rider" who appeared like a hero has gained a very high topic rate in the city.

After he rescued the policemen in the apartment building and disappeared mysteriously, not long after, the private car that once rushed into the sky suddenly appeared outside the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

In its dilapidated carriage, the gangster who escaped was tied up and the one billion yen he took away. There was a note on the gangster's forehead, which read "Kamen Superman".

This time, the whole neon was a sensation.

People—especially kids—exploded with such enthusiasm for Kamen Rider that the animation company's phone line exploded, and finally a public statement had to be issued:

Although it was an honor to be used as a merchandise, they really didn't know who "Kamen Rider" was!They're not that good at pulling a Superman out of TV!They are an animation company! !

Regrettably, people began to try their own methods to find this unknown hero. Even the police worked overtime for several days, trying to solve the mystery of "Kamen Rider" from a professional perspective.

However, no one succeeded.

No matter how we start, people have not been able to find out the true identity of "Kamen Rider".

——The headgear that disappeared along with "Kamen Rider" is an official peripheral that the company released not long ago. The sales volume and region are unknown, and it is obviously impossible to investigate one by one;

The private car that once flew into the sky and transported the gangster was found to belong to the gangster himself. No fingerprints or other things other than the gangster were found in the car that could prove his identity, and the surveillance failed to capture any valuable information. screen;

As for "Kamen Rider" itself, it is even more mysterious: in addition to being sure that he is a man, the clothes are all pure black mass models without trademarks, and the leather shoes can be seen in the brand style, but the owner's face cannot be confirmed. Going to a shoe store to search is nothing short of dreamlike.

As a result, "Kamen Rider" became a short-lived legendary figure, like a miracle that appeared and disappeared out of thin air. Since then, it has only appeared in people's conversations and has gradually ceased to be mentioned.

However, only a very small number of policemen know that there is actually a little bit of inside story about this matter——

The gangster sent by "Kamen Rider" seems to have mental problems.

He didn't have any wounds all over his body, but he collapsed to the point of being unable to speak after waking up. Not only was he incontinent, incoherent, and unable to take care of himself, but he was always startled as if he was afraid of something, and he couldn't fall asleep at night.

In this state where he can't even speak clearly, it is obviously impossible for him to explain the crime process, and the police can only postpone the interrogation for the time being.

However, no one expected that a few days later, the prisoner bit his tongue and committed suicide in the middle of the night in extreme panic.

The image of the unsung hero "Kamen Superman" is thus cast a mysterious but somewhat terrifying haze in the minds of very few policemen.

——Well, but of course Eiji himself doesn't care.

As long as Rum doesn't think that Masked Rider is him, then he can treat any rumors as urban legends that have nothing to do with him, and he will still listen to them with gusto.

Akai Shuichi, the only one who knew what he did from beginning to end, was in a complicated mood.

Although he successfully approached Bacardi and obtained a pass to join the organization, he felt that he could not understand this man even more.

When Bacardi was still an undercover agent sent by the organization to the FBI, he observed Bacardi's skills many times with his own eyes.

At that time, the blue-haired youth's fighting skills were only passable, and it was at the middle and lower level in the FBI. He has repeatedly verified this point many times, and there is no mistake.

So, did the physical fitness he showed on the day of the bombing re-exercise after leaving the FBI?

...No, because if this is the case, there is no need for Bacardi to go to great lengths to hide it from the superiors in the organization.

Not to mention that he also has such a wonderful ability that can instantly make a dying person healthy as a normal person...

In the driver's seat, Akai Hideichi glanced at the lazy young man next to him without any trace, and deep meaning flashed in his moist green eyes.

At first glance, this man who seems to be loyal to the organization in black is actually hiding something from the organization.

Eiji Kurosawa...how many secrets does he have?What is his real purpose of joining the organization?

He was really getting more and more curious.

"What are you thinking about?"

The young man looking out of the window suddenly spoke.

Akai Shuuichi was not surprised that he could find his sight.

A person who can perfectly disguise himself as a weak person is either a real weak person, or a strong person whose strength has reached another dimension and cannot be seen clearly by him alone.

Eiji Kurosawa is clearly the latter.

Therefore, the long-haired man did not try to pretend to be overreaching, but replied kindly: "I think Mr. Eiji is really a man who can't be seen through."

He smiled at Ying Er who turned his head, and his stern brows seemed to soften a little, "It's like a mist, making people fascinated by you unconsciously."

"Crazy?"

Eiji Kurosawa smiled disapprovingly, and said in a slightly mocking tone, "Is it bewitching, right? Bewitching a guy like you who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth's depths into this world."

Again.

Akai Shuichi smiled helplessly.

He said that Eiji Kurosawa is a person who "chooses and attaches great importance to feelings". This sentence is sincere, otherwise why does this person repeatedly disagree with his desire to stand by his side—or, in other words, to join the organization? Even at the expense of cynicism to try to dissuade his decision?

Although he didn't say it, Akai Shuichi had an intuition that he didn't want him to join the black organization.

At first, he thought it was because Kurosawa Eiji was wary of his approach, but after witnessing him getting angry for the two police students, Akai Shuichi seemed to understand something.

... He felt that Eiji Kurosawa might not be as ruthless as he appeared on the surface.

Uh, of course, the behavior of this person torturing the bomber is very ruthless, even ruthless enough to make people creepy, but once combined with his starting point for doing that, Akai Shuichi can't regard his behavior as completely " evil".

On the contrary, he believes that this is the embodiment of Eiji Kurosawa's extreme empathy despite being crazy and cruel.

In this man, the disregard for human life and the cherishing of important people exist at the same time. He is selectively... no, it is unequal to save lives.

Love and cruelty, these two completely opposite qualities are so perfectly embodied in the same person, which made Hideichi Akai find it interesting.

He even felt faintly grateful—thankful that he had received a certain degree of special treatment thanks to the similar appearance to the gin in Kurosawa Eiji's memory.

With this special treatment, not only was he able to join the organization smoothly, but he also witnessed a side of this person that he never seemed to show in front of others.

but……

Akai Shuichi lowered his eyes, hiding the excitement and fighting spirit in his eyes.

If there is a chance, he would also like to try confronting this person...

The man's silence seemed to represent his irrefutable determination.

Kurosawa Eiji curled up his lips unnoticed, and didn't try to say anything more.

After all, it's too late to regret it now.

Akai Shuichi—of course, the name on the surface is Morohoshi University—has officially joined the organization, and in a few days he will enter the organization's secret training base to undergo the basic training that he also underwent back then.

Before that, as the little lovers he recognized, they were going out for a ride comfortably, which could be regarded as a date.

Well, but the person setting or something still needs to be established.

Uncle Kurosawa also changed his arrogant posture, and casually said to Akai Shuichi: "Morohoshi-chan, I think you understand that you are just like the last guy with me, just for fun—"

He casually glanced at Akai Hideo, with a lazy smile, "——When I get bored, you will consciously stop appearing in front of me, understand?"

"... Even if it's just for fun, it's a relationship established."

Akai Shuichi's clear green eyes drooped slightly, looking calm and determined, he answered in a low voice: "...Moreover, I won't bore you."

Eiji Kurosawa looked at him with his head tilted, and smiled meaningfully: "I just like your confident appearance."

Akai Hideki raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, looking at him with hawk-like sharp eyes, with a sexy and magnetic syllable: "My honor."

The upper half of Eiji Kurosawa's face was hidden in the shadow covered by the roof of the car. Hearing this, his smile deepened: "Stop the car."

Akai Shuichi was slightly trembling by his eyes that seemed to be able to suck people in. He parked the car obediently, then unbuckled his seat belt and approached him proactively, holding his face and kissing him fascinated.

The ace investigator of the FBI has cold brows, but thin and soft lips. When kissed, it brings a gentle feeling that does not match the impression.

His cheekbones are considered high among Asians, which makes him look firm and stern, with a sharp temperament different from ordinary people.

But now, this powerful man is being gradually controlled by the youth who is much younger than him. When the sensitive points in his mouth are licked, his handsome face flushes physiologically, and there is a soft moan in his throat. respite.

It's... sexy as hell.

Kurosawa Eiji pinched the man's chin, and looked at him upright and up close with his expression of conquest, his expression full of interest gradually revealed a sense of danger.

"Zhuxingjiang..." The blue-haired young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, and slowly moved closer to Akai Shuichi, leaning against him in a crowded seat, "Can I do something more extreme to you? "

Akai Shuichi's body froze, and then his face was slightly stunned, the roots of his delicate ears were stained an unbelievable red, and one hand subconsciously pressed against the young man's broad shoulder.

Even he didn't expect the young man to be so bold.

...but he couldn't resist.

The long-haired man leaned close to the person who was half-embracing him. The hand he was pressing on Ying Er's shoulder seemed to want to push back, but in the end he hesitated, slowly and gently wrapped it around his neck, with clear knuckles His five fingers trembled slightly, and he clung to his clothes as if seeking support.

He turned his head in embarrassment, but he didn't want to see pedestrians passing by outside the window.

The man's powerful body suddenly tightened, the blush spread from the base of his ears to his face, his chest heaved rapidly, and his prominent Adam's apple kept rolling due to swallowing.

He closed his eyes, turned around in the end to escape from reality and gave up on himself, and eagerly grabbed the back of Eiji's head and kissed him, sobbing in his throat as if he couldn't breathe.

"Good boy..."

Eiji comforted shamelessly in between kisses, his dark pupils were filled with an invisible smile, and he stared deeply at Akai Shuichi's green eyes which gradually faded.

The corners of his lips gradually evoked an uncontrollable smirk, he lowered his head to kiss the man again, and frivolously sucked the tip of his trembling tongue.

Akai Hideichi, who was unconscious from the kiss, had no choice but to hug the vicious but extremely attractive person beside him, his right hand tightly grasping his clothes, showing intimacy and dependence in a seemingly fake way.

"—Okay, Zhuhoshi-chan worked hard."

The blue-haired young man in an inexplicably good mood let go of his lips, kissed his sweaty temples with a smile, then took off his arms and got out of the car without hesitation: "I remember there is a coffee shop nearby. The food is good, let's go there for lunch~"

Akai Hideichi was sweating and panting softly on the seat, before he recovered, he was startled by his sudden movement of opening the door. Not only that, Kurosawa Eiji also deliberately opened the car door wide, standing in front of people coming and going. Looking at him with a smile on the street.

"..."

At this moment, Akai Shuichi really wanted to curse.

But he just took a deep breath and calmed down, and got out of the car after a quick tidying of his clothes.

Eiji Kurosawa lost interest and turned away after he re-fastened his belt. Hideichi Akai sighed slightly in his heart, and after locking the car, he quickly followed.

He walked behind Ying Er's side, glanced at the young man's right hand unconsciously, and coughed softly with a itchy throat: "Ying... Mr. Ying Er, maybe we should find a public toilet to wash our hands first."

"Oh, yes."

Kurosawa Eiji looked at the sticky palm thoughtfully.

... Then Akai Shuichi quickly pressed his hand down with red ears, pursed his lips under his teasing gaze and looked away.

Forgive him, his degree of shame is not that low yet.

After washing his hands, Akai Hideichi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he was able to follow the unbearably wicked young man forward without any complaints, to the coffee shop that he said was delicious.

When the door was opened, a refreshing and cheerful voice sounded first: "Welcome to Poirot! May I ask you—"

The youthful voice stopped abruptly.

...?Do you know them?

Akai Shuichi raised his brows slightly, and looked at the blond young man who was holding the menu and froze his steps. After seeing his face clearly, his brows were raised higher, and subconsciously looked at Kurosawa Eiji who was standing in front of him.

Under the gaze of him and Toru Amuro, the pupils of the blue-haired youth shrank imperceptibly, revealing an indistinct look of astonishment.