Why should I clean up

Gin's hair was not persecuted in the end.

In the face of life, Vodka finally showed the strength that a member with a code name should have.

And, of course, Tequila, who was forced to come with him as a load, slowing Spinita down.

Tequila: "Is this the previous painting style of our organization?"

Vodka: "This matter has to start with Chablis joining."

Tequila, who was troubled and didn't sleep all night, looked up: "Who is that?"

"An existence as irritating as Spinneta." Vodka said, "but at least Spinneta will complete the mission seriously."

Tequila fell into deep thought, trying to find a similar existence from his rookie period, but failed without a doubt.

why?Could it be that the base has changed instructors?

Hearing such a conversation, Chianti, who had just returned from the mission, couldn't help but sneer: "Hmph, two useless homes..."

"Chianti!"

The young man's energetic voice interrupted what Chianti hadn't finished speaking. When the woman raised her eyes, she saw Spinita coming out of the arsenal with a bazooka in high spirits.

"Do you want to be my partner!"

Chianti: "..."

Takigawa Yuichi: "It doesn't matter, you just need to watch, it's just a task, watch me kill them all."

Chianti doesn't even need to think about what Spinita wants to do.

Bomb all the people in a building to death, and the task target will also die.

...seems to make sense.

Chianti was briefly persuaded, but when she found out about this, her already irascible temper became even more irascible: "Spinita, clear your head, I have a partner."

"Oh." Takigawa Yuichi replied nonchalantly, looking at the man next to Chianti, "What about you, Cohen, do you want to be my partner!"

Cohen: "..."

Chianti: "..."

It seems to mean rejection.

Takigawa Yuichi curled his lips regretfully, turned out of the hall with shocked eyes, and opened the door of a room without hesitation.

"Hey, Gin, can I have the vodka for..."

The enveloping mist made the air a bit humid, water droplets fell on the glass door of the bathroom, and the silver-haired man slowly turned his face to the side amidst the boy's natural voice.

There were a few tan scars crawling on Gin's back, and there was no emotion in his dark green eyes, but he unhurriedly pulled down the bolt of the Bo/Lai/Ta that was already on the side.

"excuse me."

Accompanied by several gunshots, Takigawa Yuichi slowly walked back to the hall.

Shocked enough that Tequila poured wine all over the table, he looked at the vodka and then at the Spinita, as if wondering why this man was still standing here alive.

"Spinita's ability to dodge bullets is top-notch." Vodka nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

Is this what he asked!

"Just get used to it." Chianti snorted coldly, "At least he didn't shoot the bazooka at Gin."

"..."

In the subtle silence, Takigawa Yuuichi, who had just stepped into the hall, paused.

He and Chianti looked at each other for a few seconds, and when he smiled, the praise of "you are a genius" was written all over his face.

As soon as the boy turned his footsteps, he was about to implement the plan.

This time it was Chianti who brought him back.

The woman's face was gloomy, and even the butterfly tattoos at the end of her eyes were dimmed.

It is impossible to let Spinnetta really die, because he has not paid off the favor he had fished himself out of the ruins before.

At the critical moment, one catches three. If we must compare, Chianti still prefers Spinita to Chabli, who is always fishing.

Vodka: "So why are you giving him inspiration."

Chianti slammed his fist on the table: "Is it my fault! Isn't it because of this brat... what are you looking at!"

Chianti, who noticed Spinita's gaze, was furious. She couldn't help raising her voice, but the next second a white bandage was handed to her.

Occasionally, Takigawa Yuu, who remembered that he was originally a medical staff, blinked and looked at each other very sincerely: "Aren't hands very important to a sniper?"

Chianti frowned: "It's just a small injury, I don't need it."

"But there will be scars." Takigawa Yuichi held his chin, "Scarring won't look good."

Chianti choked, a little unaccustomed to the other party's sudden concern.

This feeling is like a puppy that was originally annoying suddenly came up curiously and circled around her annoyingly, but it still looks good on her aesthetic point.

Chianti narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the Spinita in front of him.

Although he had the same hair color as the guy named Takikawa from the port mafia next door, Spinita still looked pleasing to the eye.

Takikawa is purely an invincible lunatic.

[Chianti Favorability +1]

The woman snorted coldly and snatched the bandage from Spinita's hand.

"If you don't cause trouble, you can also act with us." Chianti said, turning his head to look at the man in the hat, "Right, Cohen?"

Cohen nodded.

This was unexpected, Takigawa Yuichi thought, whether in this way he could escape Gin's early morning training on the grounds that he was on a mission with Chianti.

The boy who came to the conclusion got up, and just about to open his mouth, a casual voice came in.

"You pick and choose and pick this one?"

It was already morning, but the hidden setting of the base prevented the room from getting much sunlight.

Gin's half-wet long hair hung over his shoulders, and there was some residual anger in his gloomy voice.

"Spinita, don't think I don't know what's going on in your head."

...He doesn't often skip training, does he? Can you tell?

Takigawa Yuu was puzzled, and before he could answer, Chianti, who didn't know about the training, snorted lightly:

"What does this mean, you have to take care of the partner he chooses?"

Gin's eyes moved, and then he turned his attention to Chianti.

Wait, wait, did Chianti and Spinita have a good relationship, too?

Tequila, who had witnessed this scene, couldn't keep up with the huge amount of information. He tried to draw a relationship diagram, but that seemed too blatant, and there was no benefit other than letting the two people target him.

In this stalemate atmosphere, Gin smiled from expressionless to silent.

He rolls his eyelids and looks at it with ease: "Chianti, need I remind you how your mission has been done since Rum?"

Chianti was stabbed in the back with an arrow, and gritted his teeth: "That's because every time the port mafia people will arrive in advance, there are definitely traitors in the organization."

The voice of the gin that had just finished processing a batch was cold: "This is not a reason. If you continue to be such a waste, you will go back to the training camp to learn."

Chianti, who knew he was wrong, clenched his fists, and just wanted to find a reason to attack, but his clenched fingers were opened one by one.

Takikawa, the biggest traitor of the organization, Yuichi played the role conscientiously, and innocently made a "hand" mouth.

"..."

[Chianti Favorability +1]

"And you, Spinnetta." Gin interrupted ruthlessly, "You are allowed to kill people, but not to engage in terrorist attacks. Are you going to hang your head out for the police to offer a reward?"

The police couldn't catch him.

But it seems that he is paid by gin?

Takigawa Yuichi reluctantly put down the bazooka on his shoulder.

It's so annoying, I have to maintain a character who can't snipe and complete the task, and I have to pay attention to all the materials about the "brown-haired woman" sent by my subordinates...

fight?Close gunfight?

Takigawa Yuu lowered his head and glanced at his clothes.

Will it damage Jingguang's sweater?

Thinking of this, the sleepy-looking young man suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his windbreaker before Gin left.

The little bird's eyes were shining, and he asked in a voice more lively than when he saw Chianti just now:

"Gin Jiu, can you be my partner?"

The advantage of partnering with Gin is that you don't have to pay for everything related to the mission, and Gin can't wait to confirm whether the quest target has a death personality five or six times. Most of the time, he likes to do it himself.

but……

"Why am I the only one sitting in the back?"

Inside the black Porsche, Takigawa Yuichi rested his chin in boredom.

Gin glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, but Vodka said kindly, "When you get your driver's license, you can try driving."

Takigawa Yuu was at a loss for words, feeling that there was no hope in this life.

Having said that, they are obviously a group of lawbreakers, why do they care so much about the driver's license?

Is it possible that you are afraid of being reported and fined by your own people?

The teenager put the assembled submachine gun aside, reached out to touch the seat belt, but accidentally touched a tube of cold objects with his fingertips.

lipstick.

It should be Belmode's.

Seeming to have discovered some terrible secret, Takigawa Yuichi quietly put the lipstick back in place: "I have a tight mouth, and I didn't see anything."

Generally, when Spinita said so, the leaflets were printed and distributed in the organization the next day.

"Throw it away."

"?"

"I don't have a hobby of keeping things for others," Gin said without looking up.

What's more, it was left on purpose by the woman. Belmode's bad taste reminded Gin of the bug in the car that exposed his actions last time, and his voice was inevitably lower because of this.

Takigawa Yuichi thought for a while: "You will be fined for throwing objects through the window."

The boy in the rearview mirror frowned in embarrassment, and Gin smiled: "Are you poor?"

Takigawa Yuichi didn't speak, but turned out the pocket of the windbreaker.

With a click, a [-]-yen coin fell to the ground.

Wads of US dollars filled an unknown number of safes. His gems were stored in the bank after being bought with a huge amount of insurance, and a few of them were lent to the Suzuki consortium for exhibitions.

This one hundred yen is indeed the wealth Takigawa Yuichi can afford at the moment.

Loud, the kind that can reflect his embarrassment.

Vodka: "..."

Vodka: "Brother, otherwise..."

"Shut up." Gin looked gloomy, wondering where Spinita spent his salary.

But because it was Spinnetta, he wouldn't be surprised if he was stupid enough to be tricked into taking the gin willingly.

If Gin hadn't wanted to see with his own eyes if this guy really couldn't snipe, he would have simply thrown Spinnetta to the only free Bourbon.

The iron gate was opened, and after arriving at the pre-selected sniper spot, Gin impatiently said "do it" to Spinita who was still researching where the mission target was.

Takigawa Yuichi was stunned, and estimated the distance to the target building here.

"But here's seven hundred yards."

Chianti has a maximum range of just over 600 yards.

Gin intends to skip the basics and let him go straight to the sky and become Ley 2.0?

"I won't say the second time." Gin said, putting the muzzle of the gun to the back of his head, "BOSS asked me to clean up useless idiots, Spinita, I don't want you to be the first."

I get it, it's a test.

Yesterday's mission should have failed on purpose.

Takigawa Yuichi silently raised his gun, trying to aim at the shaking head in the residential building in the magnifying glass.

Gin made a mistake, he might still show his clues at six hundred yards, and Takigawa Yuichi at seven hundred yards didn't even need to pretend.

As a mafia cadre, even if he knows a little bit, he is not a professional sniper after all.

After all, most of the time, people with supernatural abilities don't need guns to kill people.

The light-colored irises reflected a crystal-like luster in the sun, and the young man pursed his lips, showing a rare serious expression.

The moment the trigger was pulled, Spinita's silver hair brushed against the back of Gin's hand.

The man who was the target in the distance didn't fall down, he only glanced at the window broken by the bullet belatedly, and touched his bruised cheek.

There was a random burst of screaming.

Takigawa Yuichi tried to fire a second shot, but before that, the heavy sniper rifle was snatched from his hand by Gin.

The man was tall and tall, and when the shadow fell, it completely enveloped the teenager who was squatting aside.

Gin had no intention of borrowing something to balance, he was like a god of death with a sickle in his hand, and the next second he stared at the target through the scope, he easily took away a poor life.

After doing all this, Gin casually threw the gun back into the hands of the studious Spinita.

He glanced at the other party with those cold green eyes: "Trash."

Takigawa Yuichi: "...I can hit it if I get closer."

Gin doesn't deny that.

He observed Spinita's posture when he started. This guy is half-level, but his intuition is good, but unfortunately he didn't take into account the change of wind speed.

Half a month should be able to grow up.

Gin, who had never gotten along well with Ley, laughed.

The black gun was put into the piano case, the siren blared loudly [-] yards away, but within [-] yards Takigawa Yuichi and his group walked down the stairs slowly.

However, on the bustling roadside, Takigawa Yuichi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He saw a red scarf in the window.

Nothing special, Mori Ogai also has one.

But Takigawa Yuichi always felt that he had been here before, he had stood in front of this window, and then...

then……

【"No picking."】

The snow-colored eyelashes were raised, and Takigawa Yuichi looked at another boy who tied the scarf round and round around the neck of another boy whose face was covered with bandages, with a serious and serious tone.

【"...Don't stare at me like this."】

what is this?

Before he was killed by Osamu Dazai, had his relationship with Dazai been good enough to give him a scarf?

Takigawa Yuichi was shocked, and he was even more affirmed that if he let down his vigilance, he would be killed.

no!Absolutely not!But when I realized it, I had already bought it...

Takigawa Yuichi clenched the scarf in his hand angrily. He didn't expect that the sales lady would really sell it to herself for the price of a watch on the grounds that she looked good.

But his watch costs 100 million.

Lost, damn it.

Takigawa Yuichi, who had never suffered a loss in money, became even more irritable, his heart beat faster with anger, and his face became hot involuntarily.

"Brother, we won't wait..."

The sound of vodka stopped abruptly when Spinnetta suddenly opened the car door.

When the red scarf was tied around his neck, Gin lowered his eyes slightly.

Spinita's fingertips were icy cold, and the coolness quickly passed to him as the skin touched.

"I'll see you off, you're welcome." Spinnetta said awkwardly.

When the boy said this, his eyes were foggy, his slender eyelashes drooped, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold.

It's too close.

Gin can hear his messy heartbeat.

Spinita, who lost even the last [-] yen, looked aggrieved.

【"Don't get dizzy."】

【"Gin! I'm here to save you!"】

Gin suddenly remembered that when Spinnetta propped himself up in the ruins, he also poked his face with his fingertips.

Spinita is a typical type who heals his scars and forgets the pain. As Belmode said, he is like a chirping bird most of the time.

A troublemaker, a bit of talent, but terribly weak.

The boy choked on the cigarette he lit, while the gin that made him suffer from tuberculosis was distraught.

Forget it, it's better to take it with you.

Leave it to Bourbon not knowing when he will die outside.

Gin crushed out the cigarette butt, and tore off the scarf around his neck.

The man's movements were not gentle, when he entangled the person in front of him with irresistible force, Takigawa Yuichi was almost suffocated by him.

Takigawa Yuichi angrily tore off the scarf covering his entire face, just about to curse, but was startled by the system's notification sound.

[Gin Favorability +1]

[Current Favorability: 57]

That pair of lake green eyes, always full of cold and murderous intent, drooped down, Gin Jiu glanced at his pale face from the cold.

"No picking."

The man surprisingly repeated what Takigawa Yuichi had said in his dream.

Gin's tone was slow, warning with a low smoke voice.

"Also, if you look at me with that kind of eyes again, it's not just a matter of punishing you for training."

threaten?Is he afraid of threats?

Takigawa Yuichi disdainfully raised his head proudly: "What can you do to me?"

Qin Jiu laughed, casually: "Withhold all your salary."

Yuichi Takigawa who just lost 100 million: "..."

indeed.

Despicable enough.