Why should I clean up

There are places like this in Japan.

When Takigawa Yuichi arrived at the location marked by Rokudokuku, the mobile phone had lost signal.

There seems to be something similar to shielding placed around here. In the distance, apart from the cable racks set up for high-altitude training, there are also shooting targets.

Takigawa Yuichi stood on the tree and began to think about where to start collecting information.

"Hey! Up there!"

The man with the gun yelled under the tree.

Takigawa Yuichi turned his face slightly, stared at the strange man for a while, and then jumped to the ground lightly after a short hesitation.

A black gun was just stuffed into his arms.

"You are the newcomer that Chablis said to report? Hurry up and change into your training clothes." The man urged impatiently, "Next is the disguise class. If you are lucky, you may be selected by that adult."

Oh, it seems to be tricked.

The black gun twirled around in his hand, the boy weighed it and realized that there should be at least one bullet in it.

It was easy for him to kill the person in front of him silently, but before that...

"That lord?"

"It's not something you can know." When he walked into the locker room, the man glared at him with warning hidden in his eyes.

Takigawa Yuichi said "Oh" nonchalantly: "That means Chablis knows?"

"Of course." The man pushed his back, "That one is now the celebrity in front of the second in command."

Second in command.He remembered that it seemed to be a man named Rum.

It is said that no one knows what Rum looks like.

Takigawa Yuichi narrowed his eyes, and dragged his tone with emotion: "The red man——"

"After all, not everyone can shoot the cadres of the bastards in the port mafia." The man snorted coldly, "Work hard, and in five or six years you can get the same code name as Chablis."

……

Who wants to be like him.

The door behind him was closed, and Takigawa Yuichi was carrying a dark blue training suit, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

He wanted to see who "that lord" was referring to.

After leaving the locker room, the boy who thought so, followed the crowd straight to the hidden training room.

Three women, two men.

The knuckles of the index fingers of two of them were bent into a hook shape, which should be caused by long-term use of a scalpel.

"The so-called disguise is to change a person's appearance..."

Takigawa Yuichi picked a corner seat and sat down, carefully integrating the information in his mind.

"Hey, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

Someone poked his back with a pen, and when Takigawa Yuichi turned his head away, the man who he guessed belonged to the medical team just now was actively trying to talk to him.

"I'm Sakurauchi Yuma, you can call me whatever you want. Will you know, will I teach you?"

Takigawa Yuichi frowned: "Is this your real name?"

"Of course not, who is saying your real name here." Sakurai gave him a strange look, "My God, how did you get in, and it just so happened to be the day of the assessment today."

"Finally, a newcomer is coming, and he will be shot down again later."

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

Liu Daoku wanted to harm him.

Takigawa Yuichi turned back silently.

He glanced at the projection on the wall in front of the training room, and finally moved after the video ended.

The feeling of silicone sticking to the face is a bit strange, but it's not unbearable.

It's actually kind of fun.

Takigawa Yuichi looked at his strange face in the mirror, and quietly hid the knife on the table in his sleeve.

The instructor in charge of acceptance walked past the table, and Sakurai, who thought the other party was dead, dropped the materials in her hand in shock.With a disguised and feminine face on his face, he whispered "There are so many geniuses".

Takigawa Yuichi was busy counting the heads of people passing by, and had no mood to pay attention to him.

"Last match! Shoot!"

"Organizations don't need useless waste! Anyone who misses the bull's-eye gets the hell out of here today!"

For a moment, Takigawa Yuichi felt that he was back in the police academy.

As the thorn in the head who contradicts the instructor every day, Onizuka Hachizo is always the first to bring him out to demonstrate.

"shot."

A deep and hoarse voice came from above his head, Takigawa Yuichi was taken aback for a moment, and looked up to meet those familiar green eyes.

Gin was wearing that black top hat, standing behind him, the shadows dispelled the light, and enveloped him silently.

The tall stature allowed the man to lower his eyes and take the look of the newcomer into his eyes with a blank expression.

Chabli, dressed as Rokudo Mukuro, waved happily in the distance.

...annoying.

Just like that, the forehead was pressed against the cold muzzle, and when Takikawa Yuichi looked away, Gin sneered.

"Want me to teach you?"

"..." The boy took a deep breath.

His wrists are slender, his figure shrouded in a wide training suit is thin, and his overly pale ankles and neck reveal a fragile beauty like a vase.

But it happened that such an existence dared to look directly at Qin Jiu when he raised his gun, without looking back.

Pull the bolt, load it, pull the trigger.

boom--

The black gun/muzzle exuded heat, and the bullet pierced through the turbulent airflow, shattering a little red on the target.

"Ten, ten rings?"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, but Takigawa Yuichi just unloaded the empty magazine with a cold expression.

Can't use the power anymore.

This is obviously no coincidence.Gin should have something on his body that can restrain him from using his abilities.

45 men, one gun, no signal.

Not good.

You should have brought Dazai with you.

"well done."

The muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead moved away, but Gin had no intention of retreating.

He always kept a certain distance from the young man in front of him. This distance was not too close or too far. He could not only make a proper counterattack, but also besiege the prey to death.

"What's it called?" the man asked indifferently, biting a cigarette with his teeth.

"... Sakurauchi Yuma."

"Do you know what happens to the traitor?"

"know."

A deep laugh escaped from his throat.

Takigawa Yuichi lowered his gaze, looking at the hand holding his neck.

His fingers were slender and rough, with gun calluses on the joints.

At the moment when Liu Dao Mu launched the illusion, Gin Jiu took off the mask used to disguise his face.

The soft skin was a little red because of the sudden force.

Takigawa Yuu frowned, he didn't know what Rokudo Mukuro transformed himself into with illusion, and he was constantly wandering in killing the other party and collecting information.

Obviously, the CHOICE battle in Italy in a few days will require Liu Dao Mukuro's participation, and now is a good time to send people to lurk into the black organization again.

but……

Who wants to come to work overtime in person!

Takigawa Yuichi gritted his teeth, and tried to convince himself that he might have a salary after reaching the optimal solution in his mind.

You have to lose, but you can't lose too badly.

Best to find out where Gin hid the suppressor first.

After clearing his mind, Takigawa Yuichi pressed his knuckles, with a gloomy expression, and cut through the opponent's windbreaker with the scalpel that slipped out of his sleeve at a very fast speed.

Red dots of light exposed to sunlight.

Takigawa Yuu smiled, and the next second he slowed down, his wrist was firmly grasped by the other party.

Taking advantage of his strength, Qin Jiu twisted his right hand behind his back, pinched the back of his neck with the other hand, and shackled him firmly between himself and the wall.

The boy's face was covered with dust, but his eyes revealed fierceness and stubbornness in silence.

This has no effect on the outcome of the battle, it just makes him look a little pitiful when he is incapacitated.

The skill is good, but the power is too small.

Gin judged so coldly in his heart.

He turned his head and asked, "This is the potential rookie that Rum said? Which group is it?"

Chablis couldn't laugh.

Because he suddenly remembered—forgot to tell Takikawa about the suppressor when he sent the message.

will be retaliated.

Don't wait until the CHOICE battle, just let his hapless frog apprentice replace him as an undercover agent.

"... from the medical team, probably." Chablis recalled the name Takikawa reported just now.

The silver knife passed by his throat again, Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, and found that the shackled newcomer in front of him broke his wrist at some point, and launched an attack at a twisted angle abruptly.

"Hey, what do you think of me as trash?" Takigawa Yuichi grinned the corners of his lips and asked in a low voice.

Gin didn't answer that question.

His eyes were extremely cold, and the eyes, nose, and mouth of the newcomer in front of him were like knives.

It feels familiar.

After a long silence, Gin finally let go of the other's wrist.

"You are qualified." Gin said lightly, "Go and clean yourself up."

Yuu Takigawa snapped back the misplaced joint expressionlessly, and was about to divert his attention when a stack of documents was thrown over him.

He tilted his head and raised his hand to catch it firmly.

"After the task is completed, choose a code name yourself."

Takigawa Yuichi looked down.

In addition to the task information, the last page is a row of wine names.

The young man was silent, his eyes constantly switching between gin and documents.

"What's wrong?" Qin Jiu noticed his gaze and said impatiently.

Takigawa Yuichi asked sincerely: "I don't drink."

"……so?"

"So which one sounds more expensive?"

The air fell into a long silence, and those green eyes stared at him like wild beasts, as if they were going to devour him in the next second.

And just when Takigawa Yuichi thought that Gin was too lazy to take care of him, the man's lips moved slowly.

"Spinita."

The black car door was opened, and a note with a smiling face fell to the ground again.

fourth.

[come on!Mr. Gin!You are one step away from victory! ]

Gin gave a "tsk", and glanced at Vodka who was standing blankly aside.

"What are you doing in a daze, roll over and drive."

Vodka woke up from the shock of his elder brother's windbreaker being cut by a mere newcomer, and immediately hurried to catch the key.

The sound of the engine echoed in the wind.

"Oh, that's right." Gin rested his elbow on the car window, and turned his head as if he suddenly thought of something.

He didn't get angry, and his calm eyes fell on the young man who tidied himself up.

"Hair, tie it up."