Oda is always misunderstood

The evening wind gusts, Oda Sakunosuke closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow under his eyes.When he raised his eyes again, the pain and confusion were swept away, leaving only firmness in his gray-blue eyes.

"Give up." Oda Sakunosuke said, "I swore that I won't kill anyone anymore."

"Are you willing to be an experimental subject at the mercy of others?!" The sternness and anger in Qin Jiu's eyes flashed away, "You will regret it."

Oda Sakunosuke said lightly: "I won't. I let you down, but I'm not sorry for it."

The red-haired man's guns had been put back into the holsters at some point, and the glaring headlights illuminated his side face, perhaps because of the lights, his face looked a little pale, and the sporadic stubble on his chin added to his A bit vicissitudes.

The man's sand-colored windbreaker was incompatible with the two members of the organization in black on the opposite side. He had nothing on his hands and looked harmless.If it weren't for his calm and calm expression, he would even be regarded as an innocent passerby who strayed into a mafia transaction scene and was frightened.

Gin said coldly: "If Belmode is given this chance, she will never hesitate."

Who is Belmode?

Oda Sakunosuke blinked in confusion, subconsciously replied: "I'm not her."

"You?" Qin Jiu sneered, "Now you don't even have the third ruthlessness of that woman."

——Even if you say that, I don't know who she is!

Oda Sakunosuke hesitated to speak, but nodded without refuting, "You're right."

If "Belmode" is really as ruthless as Gin said, I am indeed not as good as her.

Gin choked, and said viciously: "You still have time to think about it before the new medicine comes out."

After speaking, he took the vodka and left.

Oda Sakunosuke stood where he was, in a bad mood.He got into the car in silence, quickly turned on the ignition and put it in gear, and drove back to the villa without saying a word.

In the darkness of night, he pushed open the door of the villa, the door made a crackling sound, and was gently closed by Odasaku.

Oda Sakunosuke stood at the entrance, blinked lightly, his eyes quickly adapted to the darkness.

It was very late now, the hall on the first floor was pitch black, the sound of the clock ticking echoed in the wide hall, mixed with the slight "da, da—" sound of the man's leather shoes on the ground.

Without turning on the light, he avoided the furniture in the dim moonlight and went upstairs quietly.

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, the sensor light above his head suddenly lit up. At the same time, the door at the end of the corridor opened, and a blond and black-skinned man leaned out half of his body from behind the door.

The blond hair on his forehead was a little wet, and the ends of his hair dripped down against his neck, and the water droplets turned into sprays, which fell on the imitation wood floor in the corridor.

Bourbon's eyes were quite vigilant, and he was slightly startled when he saw that it was Oda Saku.

Not for anything else, just because the red-haired man in front of him looked too tired.

Tissano was not as sharp as usual, he was a beat behind before he noticed the movement, and turned his head to look back.When Bourbon saw his face, he was taken aback.Haze shrouded the sea in the man's eyes, the gray-blue eyes were lifeless, and even the red hair seemed to lose its former luster.

His shoulders slumped slightly, as if he was carrying some invisible and intangible weight, which made him unable to breathe.

"Bourbon, what's the matter?" The red-haired man asked slowly, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

In the room, Bourbon heard the sound of an unfamiliar car engine coming from outside the window. This engine sound was not like Ley's Chevrolet, and Scotland did not go out.

He was vigilant, so he came out to take a look, but he didn't expect that it would be Tissano who came back.

He had never seen Tissano look so decadent.

What's going on here? ?

"Are... are you okay?" Bourbon asked after hesitating for a moment.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, his heart seemed to have fallen into a swamp, sinking inch by inch, but he couldn't escape.

It's not a big problem, just a little tired all of a sudden.

Odasaku didn't want to say anything, he just signaled Bourbon with his eyes to speak quickly.

"It's okay, I just heard someone, come out and take a look." Bourbon crossed his arms across his chest, leaning against the door frame, "If you don't want to die suddenly, go to bed early, and don't delay tomorrow."

On the surface, he was not polite, but he was actually caring for Odasaku and told him to go to bed early.

Oda Sakunosuke could hear Bourbon's concern, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, the arc was so small that he couldn't find it unless he stared carefully.

"Thank you, you should go to bed early too, the dark circles under your eyes are quite heavy."

Oda Sakunosuke thanked him politely and returned his concern.

His answer was a slamming door.

Oda Sakunosuke was at a loss: "Why did Bourbon slam the door?"

He shook his head to express his understanding, and floated back to his room like a ghost.

the other end.

After Bourbon closed the door, he thought for a moment and walked to the bathroom.He leaned closer to the mirror, even reached out to fiddle with the wet forehead hair, tilted his head left and right, and admired himself in the mirror.

The so-called dark circles under the eyes are actually just a shallow layer, covered by Bourbon's slightly darker complexion, which does not affect his handsomeness at all.

"There are no dark circles, no." Bourbon said with satisfaction.

He rolled up his sleeves, casually took a hair towel from the towel rack, rubbed it randomly, and then put it on his shoulder.

There was a notebook on the table in the room, he sighed resignedly, and started working again.

After Oda Sakunosuke finished washing, he threw his head back and threw himself onto the bed.

The system advised him: [Lie down, this posture will hurt you. ]

The system has always been using a boyish synthesized voice with an electronic feel, and now he is persuading him with a boyish voice, as if Zaizai has grown up and is taking care of his old father.

The red-haired man on the big bed with his eyes closed moved slowly, and when he felt the touch of the pillow on the back of his head, he immediately lay flat and did not move.

System: [Quilts, and quilts—cover a little bit, don't catch a cold! ]

Odasaku turned from side to side like a salted fish. Without getting up and making the least amount of movement, he abruptly rolled himself into the quilt, and then stopped moving again.

The system sighed, but said nothing.

There was silence in the room, and after a while, the system asked: [If you can't sleep, do you want to read a book? ]

Oda Sakunosuke opened his eyes, his eyes were clear.

He wasn't asleep at all, just too tired to move.

"Tomorrow."

[Shall I read it to you? ] The system said, [It's time to experience my reading and sleeping skills! ]

Recalling the effect of reading systematically last time, Oda Sakunosuke politely declined: "Thank you, but your reading is like reciting... I'm afraid I will become more and more sober."

The system cat cried and stood up: [Listen to my quibble! ]

Odasaku: "I'm listening."

[After finishing my studies last time, I took the initiative to upgrade the system, and now I am not the same as I used to be! ] The system is very serious, and I can't wait to swear, [It's true!I have evolved! ]

Children need encouragement to grow.

With this mentality in mind, Oda Sakunosuke closed his eyes again, folded his hands on his abdomen, and assumed a posture so peaceful that he could sink into the ground.

"You read it."

[To be honest, your current posture and expression are not very auspicious. ] The system picked up books at random while speaking sharply.

Oda Sakunosuke said honestly: "Fortunately, I feel quite comfortable."

[It's even more unlucky! ] The system complained.

It glanced at the book it drew out, and it could actually specify it, but Odasaku didn't say which one to read, so it just took one at random.

[Okay, the title of this book is "The Good Couple", and the author...huh? ] The system said in surprise, [Oda Zuo, the author is your peer in another world! ]

The system asks: [Do you want to see it? ]

……

The red-haired man was silent for a few seconds, then opened his eyes again.

"Forget it," he said in a calm tone, "change to another."

[Why?Aren't you curious about your own novels? ]

While talking, the system stuffed the book back into the database and pulled out another one.

"If I have something to look at myself, I might as well read the books of other teachers." Oda Sakunosuke said.

The system hummed, [Huh?That's it... okay. ]

Only Oda Sakunosuke knew in his heart that this was not the case.

How could he not be curious?

He longed for books all the time, his soul was dry, and only words could breathe new life into the sea of ​​his soul.

What kind of works will Oda Sakunosuke from another world write?The same name, different lives, different souls, what emotions will be expressed in every word written down?

Oda Sakunosuke was curious, very curious.

But he was unwilling or very nervous. Using the word close to home and timid to describe it was not very appropriate, and it was barely feasible.

Oda Sakunosuke, who writes about the kindness of the couple, is an ordinary person and a real writer.

And he...

Can a person with blood on his hands really describe his life?

Sighing softly, Odasaku was full of thoughts, and suddenly heard a small exclamation from the system in his mind.

Oda Sakunosuke asked, "What's wrong?"

The system faltered and sneered: [It's okay, it's okay...]

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the system stuffed the extracted book back into the database without hesitation. The edge of the book made of data was glowing blue, and the words on the cover flashed past.

It read: "The Narrow Gate" - André Gide (by)

How can this make Odasaku see it! !

Although the system is just a bunch of data, it also understands a little bit of human emotion, and can more or less guess where Odasaku's emotional changes today come from.

It's all the gin's fault!He is really sick!

Why is his brain circuit exactly the same as Gide's!

While spurning the gin, the system picked up a random copy while speeding up.

The system took a look, good guy, it's Mori Ogai's "ヰタ?"Sexualis! (Latin translation: Vita Sexualis)

——How lucky am I! !

The system was very desperate. When I threw it hard, the book in my hand was thrown into the depths of the database.

"Have you found the book yet?" Oda Sakunosuke asked suspiciously, "Is it because the database is too big to find it?"

[ah?Um... yes, yes! ] The system felt guilty, and said casually, [Why don't we go to the bookstore next time to buy the real thing? ]

The system paused and said excitedly: [Yeah, let's go buy books!That way you don't have to bother to cover it up. ]

Every time he reads a book, Odasaku has to read it secretly, for fear that Scotland and the others will misunderstand again.

Every time I have to separate part of my mind to pay attention to the surroundings, so how can I immerse myself in reading?

The system consciously found a good method and was very excited.

"Alright."

Oda Sakunosuke had the same thought, nodded his chin lightly, and agreed.

The literature in this world is prosperous and prosperous, if you don’t read it, you are really wrong.

The system randomly selected a book and found that it was "Advanced Mathematics".

Ah, this... also works!

Among the rankings on the Internet that are most conducive to sleep before going to bed, Gaoshu ranks first all year round!

The system opened its mouth and began to read. Oda Sakunosuke listened to a few words, and the more he listened, the more something went wrong.

Oda Sakunosuke: "...?"

——What is the system reading, why can't I understand it? ?

He hesitated for a moment, the system thought he had no objection, and read more cheerfully.

The system is mechanical and emotionless electronic reading aloud, coupled with high-level mathematical formulas with first-class hypnotic effects.

Oda Sakunosuke was so dazed that he actually fell asleep!

The lights in the villa were all out except Bourbon's room.

When everyone fell into a deep sleep, Jiang Gu Lingzheng frowned and tapped on the keyboard.

Kazami Yuya recently made a small mistake, was caught by Furutani Rei, and was being scolded.

He apologized without tears and vowed that there would never be a next time.

——Why is Mr. Jiang Gu so scary recently?

The public security department is currently investigating from bottom to top, just because Jiang Gu Ling always has a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and he always suspects that there is an inner ghost.

I have been busy up and down for so many days, but I can't find anything.

Kazami Yu also sighed, hoping that this matter will pass quickly.

Either catch the ghost, or nothing happens.

"Inner ghost?"

A solid black Porsche whizzes by on the road, paying no heed to traffic speed limits.

Inside the car, Vodka asked in surprise: "Brother, do you still miss the 'rat' that Tissano said?"

Gin sat in the back seat, smoking a cigarette, and casually said, "Tisano? Heh, he's not the type to catch mice on his own initiative."

At first, he also thought it was true, but after more observations, he realized that the "rat" mentioned by Tissano was a real mouse, not an undercover agent.

"That trash Tissano, what does he know?" Gin said disdainfully.

Vodka carefully watched Gin's face in the mirror, but unfortunately the silver-haired man in the back seat was wearing a black top hat, and the lights in the car were not turned on, so his face was hidden in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly.

"Brother suddenly mentioned the inner ghost...Could it be that there are undercover agents in the organization?" Vodka speculated on Gin's thoughts, and said excitedly, "Who is it? Brother, let me kill him!"

"Hmph...it's just a suspicion."

Gin exhaled a smoke ring, and the smoke slowly drifted in the air. He squinted his eyes and rubbed his fingers against Bo.rai.tower.

Guns are cold, but his heart has the opposite temperature.

"Get someone to check..." The silver-haired man spat out a name in an extremely cold voice.

"Scotland."

Gin lowered his head slightly, the brim of his hat cast a large shadow on his face.His dark green eyes were full of joy, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The relationship between Tissano and Scotland seems to be good?

It must be wonderful to kill one's own friend with one's own hands.