[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

There are not many people on the tram, at least we can find a place to sit.I looked up at Scotland next to me and asked, "Is that Ley's sister just now?"

Ley, who was on the opposite side, looked over calmly and noticed his gaze. I looked back and pointed to my eyes, "You guys seem to have exactly the same green eyes with lower eyeliner."

"Yeah." He responded lightly, "Speaking of eyes, your eye color seems to be a little different from just now."

"The light is different." Scotland replied with a smile, "We are going to change the line."

"Because I'm the pupil of Mary Sue, colorful." He knew that I don't like people mentioning my eyes, so he changed the subject. I smiled at Scotland and said that I'm fine. I'm just a Dazai Osamu. shadows.

"I knew that Glenlivet was the strongest." He lowered his head and whispered in my ear.

The MPs were speaking in the open-air square in front of the commercial center, surrounded by heavy security, Scotland and Ley set up snipers/guns on nearby tall buildings, and Bourbon and I mixed in.This dishonesty man promised in front of his elder brother that he would complete the task seriously, and he didn't care about what happened just now, but as soon as we separated, he slapped me on the head twice.

"I'll make a small report, just wait!" I covered my head and glared at him angrily.

"Go." Bourbon raised his chin and snorted, "Do you think I'm afraid?"

hateful!If I can't beat you!

Anger is nothing but anger, the task still needs to be completed.As a professional [-]-year-old boy, I quickly entered the state, stared at the man speaking on the stage for a while, and beckoned Bourbon to squeeze out of the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Bob looked at me suspiciously.

"Don't shoot, that's fake." I said to the two people on the other side of the headset, looking around while talking, "Let me find out where the real thing is, it should be not far away."

Bourbon frowned suddenly, "Fake? How do you know."

Because the word [false] on the top of his head is obvious, but I can't say that, I can only prevaricate, "I don't know, how can I be called an intelligence officer."

"He is exactly the same as the face in the photo, how can you be sure that he is fake." Ley's calm voice came from the headset.

"I rely on this for a living, how can I tell you how I can tell whether he is fake or not." I answered and looked around, and finally saw a man wearing sunglasses in a black car on the side of the road holding a binoculars towards the congressman. Look over there, and the name on his head that really belongs to the congressman.

"Can you see me? The black car with the license plate XAS about 120 meters in front of me, the man wearing sunglasses in the back seat is the real MP." I scratched my head and felt a little distressed, " I'm sure, but I have no evidence to convince you."

"I believe you, Glenlivet." After the rustle came the Scottish voice, "I have seen the target person, you two get out first."

Not long after I walked, I heard a gunshot. Looking at Bourbon, who couldn't tell his expression, I suddenly felt a little emotional.The organization demanded his assassination because a proposal by the councilor hindered a plan of the organization.In order to go deep into the organization, how far can an undercover agent go, and can these things be forgiven in the end?

Speaking of which, quite a few people died at my hands.

"It seems that the person hiding in the car is indeed a real congressman. I saw a lot of bodyguards rushing towards him. Fortunately, we came out early, otherwise it would be troublesome if we blocked the scene." Ley put his hands in his pockets and stood Waiting for us at the end of the street, he raised his eyebrows when he saw me, "How did you recognize me?"

I blinked and answered slowly, "When I stepped on the spot, I just heard the call from the person in charge, plus various sources of information that I can't tell you, so I guessed it."

"But it's also thanks to Glenlivet." Scotland seemed a little worried, "Is this the first time you've seen such a scene?"

I shook my head, "I've seen a lot of corpses during the Longtou War, and I don't feel anything for a long time."

Scotland was still very worried, "Let's take a rest first, I'll buy you a bottle of water."

"Let me go." Ley lifted his chin to the opposite side, "There is a convenience store opposite, Scotland, take care of her."

"I'm really fine, I'm just feeling a little sentimental all of a sudden." I repeated earnestly as Scotland pushed me down on the bench.

Scotland frowned slightly, and put the piano bag aside, "You are still so young, you shouldn't have seen these things."

"Sure enough, I'm still a child," Bourbon raised his eyebrows. "Since I joined the organization, I should have realized something."

"Bourbon." Scotland looked at him disapprovingly.

I knew it the day I received the undercover mission.Trying to cheer up, I kept in mind that I still had something to do, so I immediately looked at Scotland with a sullen face, "Brother! Bourbon hit me just now, and I think my head is swollen."

Bourbon:  …

"You really are." Scotland was taken aback, and glanced at Bourbon angrily, then rubbed my head with his palm, and slowed down his voice, "Is this here? It doesn't seem to be swollen, does it still hurt now?"

"It hurts so much, I want to call back."

"Go." Scotland seemed to be holding back a smile, "Do you need my help?"

"Scotland!" Bourbon looked at the other party in disbelief, looking hurt.

"I'll do it myself." I jumped off the bench, stood in front of Bourbon, clenched my fist, blew on it, and looked at him triumphantly, "I tell you, you might will die."

"...Ha ha." Bourbon looked indifferent.

I made gestures, and finally sat back down in frustration, with my head down and a long sigh.

Scotland was a little puzzled, "What's the matter? Did you stop fighting?"

I couldn't help but sighed again, "My premonition is very accurate. I always think that if I fight, he will fight back. After all, he is such a stingy man who would bully even little girls."

"...I will make your premonition come true now." Bourbon stood up expressionlessly, and was dragged back to his seat by Scotland.

I looked at Bourbon and sighed vicissitudes. Before he exploded his hair, I put my eyes on the piano bag leaning against the back of the chair, "I didn't expect you to play bass, let alone flirt with girls."

"Then can I get you?" Scotland laughed, patted Bourbon's arm to comfort him, and said to me warmly, "Can I teach you how to play the bass?"

"Hold me to teach?" I immediately moved a little in the opposite direction, looked at him vigilantly, and said seriously, "I'm different from that little sister, but I've reached the legal age of marriage, you can't mess around, Be careful I hold you accountable."

"You're still a little bean sprouts." Bourbon snorted, "I'm usually just joking, you're only 16 years old, and your brother is almost 10 years older than you, how could it be possible for you to be so immature? The little girl is interested."

"Tsk, I knew that men are hot chickens, and I only have Opie in my eyes." I looked at him blankly, and at the same time got up and walked over to step on him, "Sooner or later, I will grow into a big wave like Belmode Sister, I can't hold both hands."

"...Okay Bourbon." Scotland glared at Bourbon angrily, then put his hand on my shoulder, with a serious face of education, "Girls can't say these things, Glenlivet will grow up Be a little lady."

"It was Bourbon who mentioned it first." I immediately threw the pot to him.

"Hey, hello! I didn't say anything." Bourbon was innocent and wronged, he raised his hands and shouted for innocence.

"It's you! You were the one who said I had small breasts first." I bared my teeth at him.

"...I just said that you haven't developed yet."

"Rounding up is a small chest!"

"What kind of rounding is this?" He was speechless, and then added in a low voice, "It was originally."

"Look! You big trash!"

"Stop fighting, you two." Scotland pressed his broad and warm palms on top of my head, like a gentle brother, with a little sadness in his eyes, "Do you still want to eat steak?"

"miss you!"

"Scotland, don't spoil this guy too much."

"A little bit."

"... hit you."

"Bourbon, don't bully Glenlivet all the time."

"..."

After the gag, I feel better, and I have fully recovered after killing two steaks.Given that I played a major role in the mission, Gin could only snort coldly and threaten me not to let him take the blame.

Slightly slightly.

I am a villain... Bah!It should be a high-spirited grimace at him.

Provided several mission information, although Gin still threatened me once a day, but he finally couldn't put on shoes for me.Just as I was secretly preparing to go back to the Ability Secret Service, Scotland prepared a big surprise for me.

That day when we came back from eating outside, Scotland smiled mysteriously before entering the door, "Glenlivet, close your eyes first."

"Eh? Why?" I looked at my elder brother suspiciously, "Are you going to do this or that to me?"

"...I said that Glenwalt is going to grow up to be a little lady, and a little lady won't say such things." Scotland had a helpless face, "It's a surprise, so close your eyes now."

"Are you going to show me your big baby?" I was even more confused.

"..." Scotland simply covered my eyes with his hand, and his clear voice seemed to ring directly beside his ears, "I'll take you away, trust me, I won't hurt you."

It was dark in front of me, and there was the sound of the key being inserted/the door lock being turned open. I followed his movement and walked forward, as if pushing the door open, and there was Bourbon's soft murmur, and we finally stopped.

"Ready?" I heard his voice full of laughter, "Three, two, one."

I blinked to adapt to the sudden light, and then I was so shocked by the scene in front of me that I couldn't speak for a long time.

The red silk cloth is spread on three shelves, and there are delicate dolls on it.The emperor and empress, dressed in splendid twelve singles, sit on the top floor, the three court ladies standing or kneeling below, and the five young children in charge of playing music on the bottom floor.

"Dolls for Girls' Day." I read in a daze.

"Do you like it?" Scotland laughed.

"I didn't say that, this doll looks small but it's really expensive." Bourbon murmured softly.

"Give it to me?" I looked up at him cautiously, "Really?"

"Are there any other little girls here?" Scotland asked with a serious face.

"No." I became excited all of a sudden, tugged at his cuff, and repeated in disbelief, "Is it really for me?"

"For you." He had a doting smile on his face, "Do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much! I will leave these dolls to my children in the future." I trotted to the wooden frame, afraid that I would break it, so I only dared to look at those delicate dolls from a distance.It's really beautiful, the clothes are so exquisite, and the price on the floating label above is also frighteningly expensive.

I held my face in my hands and admired it for a long time before I lingeringly walked back to Scotland and looked up at him seriously, "Brother Scotland, you have picked me up, will you marry me in the future?"

"...Hey! Scotland doesn't like a little girl like you." Bourbon curled his lips, "Scotland, for some reason, I feel that you have the feeling of an old father."

"When you grow up a bit, if you still want to marry me, then I will marry you, okay?" Scotland smiled and patted my head.

"You can't be serious." Bourbon looked at Scotland in disbelief.

"Then it's agreed." I glared at Bourbon and hooked Scotland's little finger with my little finger, "Look, if I can't get married when I grow up, I will marry you."

"Okay. Pull the hook." Scotland curled his little finger.

"...Glenlivet, you are such a scum." Bourbon, who was watching everything silently, rolled his eyes and sighed.