How to file a resignation with Gin

Hojo Natsuki shook his head violently, almost shaking his head: "...No!"

He leaned back to avoid the opponent's strong oppression, his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed.

Qin Jiu was obviously very satisfied with his embarrassment, and maintained a casual attitude with a half smile, but did not continue to ask, and lowered his head to exchange a wet kiss with him.

Then he got up to take a shower, leaving Hojo Natsuki to face his rapid heartbeat alone.

His eyes were soaked in a layer of damp fog, bright and confused.

After a long time, he touched his cheek that was aching because of his wisdom teeth, buried his face in the crook of his arms, and whimpered in shame.

There was an indistinct sound of water coming from the bathroom, which made people daydream even more...

Natsuki Hojo tried to calm down and opened the forum.

After thinking about it, he decided to send a message to Soap Bubble: [I want to sleep with my boyfriend, what should I do? 】

[Soap Bubbles]:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Soap Bubbles]: Huh, haven't you slept yet?You didn't go online a few days ago, isn't it because of this?

[Soap Bubble]: I'm sorry, so I changed my color automatically (Dogeza)

[Ice American Righteous Way in the World]: ... Hmm.

[Soap Bubbles]: Directly implying that homosexuals are generally more open than heterosexuals, it’s fine when the atmosphere is up ()

[Soap Bubbles]: Wait what did you say?

[Ice American Righteous Way]:.

[Soap Bubbles]:?

【The other party is typing...】

After several seconds, the woman in front of the screen deciphered some information from his silence and was thinking about words.

[Soap Bubbles]: I understand, Bao, you can’t, you want to counterattack, right?

[Ice American Righteous Way]: Didn’t you say that most of them are 0.5?

[Soap Bubbles]: ………

[Soap Bubbles]:?ah?

[Soap Bubbles]: Ah, here.This, uh, that...

[Soap Bubbles]: It's great to have such an idea!good!

[Ice American Righteous Way]:?

[Soap Bubbles]: You'd better not mention this to your partner, or I think you may be miserable

In the message sent by the other party, the simple words were full of ridicule towards him, and Hojo Natsuki suddenly became rebellious, and the alcohol fueled this emotion even more.

[Ice American Righteous Way]: Waiting

[Soap Bubbles]:? ?

[Soap Bubbles]: (biting fingers) omg I am Dibao, you must not do stupid things...

Hojo Natsuki charged his phone, walked into Gin's room naturally, and stopped at the door of the bathroom.

He withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, thinking how can I be so polite as a 1?So he directly turned the handle to open the door, not fully opened, and poked his head in.

The dense mist slightly blurred the outline of the silver-haired man. The scattered old wounds formed a strong contrast with the cold white skin, and the winding scars extended downward together with the mermaid line.

Hojo Natsuki quickly closed the door and leaned his back against the door panel. Before he could catch his breath, he was dragged into the bathroom by the back collar.

Gin carried him to the sink, raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked slowly, "Why are you peeking at me?"

Natsuki Hojo, who was caught and her face was so hot that she was about to steam: "..."

He choked for a while, then stammered and replied: "...I, why can't I watch?"

After saying this, he became confident.

Wisdom teeth also hurt, but that's okay.

Yes, why can't he see it?It's not that I haven't seen it, but I have also touched it, and even done more extreme things.

Hojo Natsuki met the other party's gaze, and unreasonably accused: "It's you who didn't lock the bathroom door, so you can't blame me...how can I watch it if you lock it?"

Gin lightly sneered: "Oh?"

After a while, he happily accepted this nonsensical accusation: "That's my fault."

He looked around in front of the sink, pinched Hojo Natsuki's waist and sent it to the mirror, licking his back molars impatiently, like a big cat considering how to bite its prey.

Hojo Natsuki's throat choked: "..."

...it feels so dangerous.

Before anything worse happened, he pulled Gin by the end of his hair, raised his waist, and kissed her on the lips.

Then whispered, "Can I be on top?"

Qin Jiu stared at him, as if hearing something interesting, gently raised the end of his eyebrows above the sharp browbones.

After a while, he replied coldly: "Yes."

Before Xia Shu had time to be happy, the other party held him with one hand and turned his posture, letting him sit on his lap.

Qin Jiu lightly pecked his earlobe, and asked softly, "What do you want?"

His long silver-white hair hung down to his waist, and it was wet, dripping water constantly.

A few strands were scattered on the chest and collarbone, full of water stains.

The heat in the bathroom is getting more and more smoky, and the rising temperature is transmitted by the close skin.

Hojo Natsuki was stupefied, put his arms around his neck, and lightly licked his Adam's apple.

……

a few hours later.

Xia Shusheng curled up in the quilt helplessly, his whole body fell apart, like being reassembled after being dismantled, his muscles and bones struggled to maintain the body's operation.

I feel tired even moving a finger.

When he was crying just now, the heat in the bathroom evaporated part of the alcohol that ate away his sanity. He finally remembered the advice of Soap Bubbles, and immediately regretted it. He could only sob and pray. Throwing a rhetorical question: "Isn't it you who want to be on top?"

...But it's not like this!

Hojo Natsuki felt humiliated and decided to do something else to distract his attention.

During this period of time, there were a few more news from Matsuda Jinpei.

[Matsuda: Don’t forget to shoot tomorrow, let’s have a meal by the way]

[Matsuda: Noon and afternoon are OK, Hagi is also free, do you think it is convenient for you? 】

Xia Shu: 【How about dinner? 】

【Matsuda: How about the barbecue from last time?I suddenly had a job, and I didn’t even eat two yuan]

Xia Shu: [Okay, see you tomorrow]

He glanced at the email again.

Coincidentally, there is another message related to the police academy group, and Scotland officially has a code name.

Seeing this code name, Natsuki Hojo felt a burst of embarrassment, and his fingers twitched uncontrollably.

Although he is very confident in his acting skills, Ley and Scotland should not realize how outrageous mistakes he made, but thinking about it still makes one's scalp tingle.

However, when Bourbon and Scotland found out that he was in contact with the police academy at the same time, his expression would be very exciting, right?

Thinking of this, Hojo Natsuki was immediately happy—especially when he thought that he could target Bourbon, he felt a sense of revenge, and looked forward to tomorrow as soon as possible.

But before that, there are some minor preparations to be made.

He dragged his tired body to get up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs.

The gifts bought in advance for Matsuda and Hagiwara also arrived yesterday, at a courier collection point near the safe house.

When arriving at the collection point, Xia Shu took the box and was about to leave, but was reminded by the staff that someone had sent something to him.

"What is it?" he asked.

The staff brought a plastic basket and rummaged through it: "Letters."

A few minutes later, the other party handed him an ordinary envelope.

Hojo Natsuki took his things and went out feeling weird. He really didn't think he had a colleague or friend who could write letters.

Envelopes are dangerous too, if they contain anthrax powder or ricin...

Xia Shu shook the cover lightly, but did not hear any sound.

He walked into the alley with his package, took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, put them on, put on a mask, and opened them carefully.

A simple handwritten note, and a memory card.

I owe you a favor.

Mizuhara Mai.

Mizuhara Mai? ...It's that female star whose identity in the other world is a member of the 'Rosaceae'.

According to his understanding, the core cadres of the 'Rosaceae' have been wiped out by the organization under the command of Qin Jiu these days, and the remaining ordinary members naturally collapsed and fled.

Hojo Natsuki couldn't remember what kind of relationship he had with female celebrities, and it happened in those few years when he had no memory.

He tore up the note, carefully checked that the memory card was not equipped with a positioning chip, took it back to the safe house, and connected it to the computer without thinking.

In the professional field, Natsuki Hojo can be called arrogant. He firmly believes that the only person who can perfectly crack the firewall of his computer is himself, so he has no fear at all.

There is nothing special about this small memory card, just a part of the program and experimental records of [Laplace Demon].

Hojo Natsuki swept down ten lines at a glance, feeling a lack of interest.

It's not that he hasn't studied [Laplace's Demon] during college, and he has put in a lot of sweat for it, but it's a pity that the final result is not satisfactory.And he can probably guess why the Laplace demon who fulfilled the long-term prophecy would fail, but the guess needs further proof.

The invalid code is like an empty chrysalis with a hole in it, and the butterfly inside has already fluttered away.

Hojo Natsuki turned the page patiently, frowning slightly when he saw a certain letter.

As soon as the mouse stopped, it turned up a few lines.

The picture made up of numbers, letters and symbols rolled and deformed in front of him, connecting and interweaving according to certain rules...

This is a piece of ciphertext written by [Hojo Natsuki] himself, and it is cleverly hidden in the code arrangement.

But when he tried his best to unlock the key, he found that the corresponding meaning of that piece of information was actually very simple.

【Game restart】

【Second Week】

Hojo Natsuki suddenly lost interest, and now he is in the second week after the reopening, isn't this obvious?

It’s just that some causes and effects have not been clarified yet, such as why it will be reopened, and what is the method of reopening; is his original identity a player or an NPC; and, how many weeks?

Xia Shu thought for a moment, and decided to drink again, but this time he couldn't be discovered by Gin.

……

The next day.

Natsuki Hojo arrived at the agreed venue 15 minutes ahead of schedule, and the studio was crowded with many people. Fortunately, he found Matsuda and Hagiwara without much effort.

"Have you read the script?" Matsuda flicked the booklet in his hand with his knuckles, "I really don't know why there is such a thick script for a promotional video of tens of seconds, it's all words, it's so complicated... ..."

Xia Shu nodded: "I probably read it."

"Really?" Matsuda was suspicious, "I'll test you?"

A few minutes later, his expression changed from doubt to disbelief: "Why can your memory be so against the sky?"

Hagiwara said with a smile: "He skipped a grade to go to college at the age of 15?"

Xia Shu smiled, and said nonsense: "I have received relevant training."

There are not many parts of the shooting content that require the explosive ordnance disposal team to appear directly. Although the script is very thick, it can actually be recorded in one or two hours.

Hojo Natsuki found a shop nearby to spend the afternoon, and while Hagiwara and Matsuda got off work, he took care of part of the work, and then took a taxi with them to the barbecue shop.

"Souvenir." He handed over the two gift boxes and smiled calmly, "It's not expensive, I hope you like it."

Hojo Natsuki took the lead in talking about his recent research on artificial intelligence. The content of the research was made up of nonsense that the two of them could not understand, and how poor the experimental performance of [Laplace Demon] was. About Matsuda and Hagiwara Human prophecy is nothing but survivor bias.

Finally, he revealed his real purpose: "... Even so, I still hope that you will keep everything about this research secret. I also signed a non-disclosure agreement. Will you help me?"

Matsuda nodded naturally: "Of course, you told me at that time that 'if the prophecy comes true, don't let the fourth person know about it, or you will suffer backlash'...so we never told anyone else."

Hagiwara answered: "Well, I finally got my life back, and I cherish it very much."

So he suppressed his desire to express, and just euphemistically told his friends Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang—"I almost died, someone saved me, but for the time being, I have to keep the matter of that person a secret."

Hojo Natsuki twitched the corners of his mouth, naturally he didn't know the twists and turns behind him, thinking that you should not have said this earlier; Bai had laid the groundwork for so long, so he had already frightened these two people.

The topic unfolded smoothly, and Xia Shu asked some things about the police academy without any trace.

"I heard that in Japan, people enter the police academy after graduating from university?" he said, "Is it necessary to pass a separate entrance examination after that?"

Of course, Matsuda and Hagiwara were happy to answer such simple questions, and they inevitably talked about their contemporaries.

"...Hey, those two guys don't know where they went." Matsuda propped his chin and stared out of the window for a moment, "It's been years since they disappeared, and only occasionally received one-sided greeting messages..."

Hagiwara elbowed him: "What kind of beautiful woman is there outside the window, you are so fascinated by it?"

"What beauty, do you think I'm you?" Matsuda complained, "It's a car! A car!"

Hojo Natsuki brushed the barbecue meat with sauce and wrapped it in lettuce leaves with ease.

Hagiwara: "Really? Let me see."

Matsuda: "That Porsche. You see, this antique car is really rare now..."

Hagiwara: "It must be a lot of money."

Hojo Natsuki choked as soon as he took a bite of the meat: "Ahem..."

He took the lemonade handed by Hagiwara, gulped down a few gulps, and moved to the side of the corridor without a trace.He didn't dare to look out the window at all, because he knew that even if he looked at the whole of Tokyo, there were not many people who would drive an antique Porsche on the streets.

...It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

After Matsuda expressed his concern briefly, he put all his attention on the car outside the window.

After a few seconds, he made a final decision: "Well, it must be a Porsche 356A. I'm really curious about the owner of the car. Could it be a foreigner?"

Xia Shu: "..."

He took a deep breath in horror.

"Matsuda-kun." He said blankly, "You'd better not be curious about this."