How to file a resignation with Gin

Hojo Natsuki's first resignation stemmed from the resentment that finally broke out after working overtime for a month without a break.

Holding his aching heart from overwork, he took a sip of iced American style to continue his life, and suddenly he had the courage to send a message to Gin.

[Xia Shu: Gin, can you come back a little earlier at night?I have something important to tell you. 】

The other party returned quickly.

[Gin: What is it. 】

【Xia Shu: I want to talk to you face to face. 】

[Gin: Got it. 】

He stared at the information interface for a moment, pressed to turn off the screen, closed his eyes and thought about the wording of resignation, and simulated possible question and answer situations...

But because he was too tired, he unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa.

When Hojo Natsuki woke up, the living room was dimly lit, except for a corridor light at the entrance, a little orange diffused into his black hair.

He vaguely recalled when he turned off the light, sat up halfway, and suddenly met a pair of green eyes.

Hojo Natsuki was startled, then pursed his lips and sat up straight: "...Gin."

The other party looked at him casually, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, like a big cat stalking its prey.

He responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Hojo Natsuki was gripping the thin blanket and was tense, so he had no time to think about why he was covered with a blanket.

"Actually," he said, "I've had this idea for a long time, and I just made up my mind recently..."

Gin took out a cigarette unhurriedly, held it between his fingers, and waited for him to continue talking.

His attitude seemed to be quite peaceful, even faintly joyful.

"...I want to leave the organization." Hojo Natsuki said softly.

Gin, who was lowering his head to light a cigarette, suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.The light shattered into gold leaf, fell into his lake-green pupils and sank, making no waves.

Hojo Natsuki gave the excuses he had prepared, half-truths and half-false: "Three years later, I don't think I'm suitable for this job, and I haven't been able to contribute any achievements. I'm a vegetarian, and I'm sorry for the salary offered by the organization... And the task of the intelligence team is also heavy recently..."

Under the cold gaze of the other party, his voice became smaller and smaller, but the living room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Qin Jiu laughed softly, and the sarcasm was beyond words: "Are you tired?"

Hojo Natsuki nodded guiltily, saying in front of the organization model workers that he had dedicated himself to the test of his face, but he did not hide.

Xia Shu: "Yes, very tired."

Gin: "..."

Xia Shu said sincerely: "Can I pack my things now? I'll roll very quickly."

Gin folded the unlit cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and said noncommittally, "I have other tasks tonight."

He got up and walked to the door.

Hojo Natsuki was stunned for a moment, and followed step by step, not forgetting to bring the car keys before going out.

During the ten or so seconds in the elevator car, his heart felt a slight sense of weightlessness, and he couldn't figure out Gin's idea.

Gin reported a location code: "Goldfish."

Hojo Natsuki nodded, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

'Goldfish' is a secret base organized in Kanagawa, located in the suburbs, and operates a 3D printing factory on the ground, hiding the darkness and blood under it.

Suddenly it began to rain, patter patter, on the front window of the car.

He turned on the play button of the car radio, and the soft and soothing music was enveloping in the rain.

……

Natsuki Hojo is 20 years old and this is his third year working for Gin.

His parents passed away in the early years, but the organization provided him with excellent financial aid and educational resources, and guided him to the professional path of computer and software development.

This made him a little confused, because the core business of the organization was drug research.

He was indeed interested in this area, so when applying for an offer, he also considered related majors, and then changed his mind due to some things, and studied a more metaphysical major in science and engineering.

Then, when my peers were working and studying or were introverted wildly, I started my paid fishing career.

Originally thought that he would enter the technical department or research institute step by step, but was arranged to join the intelligence team and serve as the exclusive technical support of Gin.

This position is a bit like a senior assistant. You can handle small things and you have to understand technology.

Gin is cautious and low-key, and the aftermath work does not require a lot of effort; but he often adjusts the plan according to the real-time situation, which invisibly adds a lot of workload to Natsuki Hojo, and he does not dare to lose the chain for a moment. Simultaneously, but also take into account the tasks of the intelligence team...

The salary offered by the organization is quite considerable, but not enough to trample on his life. Hojo Natsuki is convinced that he cannot afford the blessing of 996. Of course, there are other reasons besides this, which will not be listed for the time being.

In short, he is physically and mentally exhausted. At the age when most people go to college and are full of longing for the society, he already has the idea of ​​retirement ahead of time. He has to praise that he has taken 40 years less detours than others.

……

After the base guards confirmed their identities, they quickly let them pass.

The pale chandelier hung on the high ceiling, and the empty corridor floor reflected light, only the sound of footsteps echoed regularly, leaving a string of wet footprints.

Gin pushed open the door of a certain torture room.

Different from the simple and cold industrial-style decoration in the corridor, the interior walls are dull gray-black, mottled with sticky crimson, it is not difficult to guess that it is splashed and coagulated blood.

The man in black at the door nodded to Gin: "Brother."

On the electric chair in the center, a prisoner who was tortured to the point of being disheveled was tied up, repeating "I don't know" in a low voice, with a dazed expression.

Hojo Natsuki's palms were slightly sweaty.

He knew this person, whose surname seemed to be Ino, a member of the second intelligence team, who was a few years older than him, and always clamored to save enough money to retire early.

I don't know what the situation is now, the torture simulation before leaving the organization, or...?

Qin Jiu: "Can't ask?"

The man in black swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "It's been two days, and I won't say anything."

"waste."

Gin chuckled sarcastically, and reached into the windbreaker pocket with his left hand.

Noticing this movement, Hojo Natsuki subconsciously looked away, staring at a small mottled spot on the far wall.

"boom--"

The gunfire with the silencer installed was still deafening, and Hojo Natsuki trembled almost imperceptibly.

The crimson red is piled up with splashing new red, like a drop of blood tearing down.

He slowed down the speed of blinking, and when he looked up again, he covered all his emotions, and looked at Gin as usual, but found that the other party was also looking at him, as if mocking with his eyes—"It's still so useless" .

But Gin didn't say a word, and strode away from the base.Hojo Natsuki followed anxiously, waiting for his next instruction.

But Gin said, "Go back."

Until returning to the apartment, Hojo Natsuki was still in a daze.

Qin Jiu said that he had a mission at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and went back to his room, leaving him to interpret the meaning of this sentence.

Hojo Natsuki knew that his resignation was probably a failure, and Gin didn't seem to be planning to embarrass him, so he immediately accepted it calmly - it was almost unbelievable in the eyes of others.

He took a shower, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw that the automatic corridor light was on, and the long black windbreaker that was originally hanging on the hanger disappeared.

He suddenly had admiration for the model worker in his heart, although he would not be motivated by it at all, and he was a little apprehensive-why didn't he call himself?Is it because he resigned and doubted his identity?

Throwing away the messy speculation, Hojo Natsuki fell into a deep sleep, 01:30 in the morning, the earliest day of rest this month.

He dreamed that gin brought him a hot Americano.

He frowned coldly and cursed: "Hot American style get out of Japan!"

Gin looked indifferent: "Drink up."

Xia Shu: "Woooo..."

He choked up and obediently finished his drink.

What a terrible dream.

When I met Gin the next day, a new face was added to the other side.

The big young man wearing sunglasses sat on the sofa and looked very simple and honest. He was the kind of subordinate who liked the Gin Club and had a high degree of obedience—later, he had a code name called Vodka.

He greeted Natsuki Hojo politely: "Mr. Hojo, hello, I am Uozuka Saburo, and I will be the assistant of the elder brother from today."

Hojo Natsuki didn't know why, so he looked at Gin.

The other party actually showed a bit of fatigue. Due to lack of rest, he always had a slight bruise under his eyes, but his spirit remained highly concentrated at all times; he was a little sluggish this day, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Qin Jiu said: "There is no need to go to the intelligence team."

Hojo Natsuki's hairs stood on his head: "..."

"Report to the logistics team today, and you still work for me." He continued, turning his head and glanced at Saburo Uozuka, "Leave all the mechanical work to him in the future."

The other party arranged it so well for him, he froze in place, unable to speak for a while.

These few arrangements seemed to be just to reduce his workload, and it was difficult for him to guess the intention of Gin for a while.

Gin raised his emerald eyes to look at him, his mood was very light, but a sense of oppression came over his face: "Is there any question?"

Hojo Natsuki thought for a while, and asked seriously: "...the salary?"

Gin: "As usual."

Xia Shu: "!"

The first time I resigned, I just let it go.

Hojo Natsuki recalled afterwards, and felt that Gin was really scheming.

Give a stick to a sweet date, and a set of PUA operations will be smooth and smooth.Not only is his marksmanship superb, but he is also a master at manipulating people's hearts, which is really unfathomable.

But he's clearly not that easy to handle.

Almost a year later, Hojo Natsuki once again had the idea of ​​resigning.

Of course, resignation requires a sense of ritual.He adjusted his neckline in front of the mirror, and chose a watch he liked the most.

The young man in the mirror has extremely fair skin, black and soft hair, handsome and coquettish eyes with raised tails; when the eyelids are drooped, the slender eyelashes cast a light shadow on the lower eyelid.

He was concentrating on thinking while arranging the watch strap, so he didn't notice that the phone screen suddenly lit up at this time.

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