Matsukumura was sent out by a boss from an organization with kind words, and now he is on his way back.

He completed the task step by step according to Shi Lu's instructions, and was covered in cold sweat. At the same time, he could no longer have the intention of resisting.

After separating from the man with silver hair, the gentleman took him to complete the planning step by step. He saw the sin that he had never seen in his first half of his life in Kanagawa, and watched with his own eyes the man named Yamashita Issei fall into the spider web that had been wrought.

At night, after the husband left, he spent more than an hour, carrying the mobile phone given by his husband, running around the territory of various local gangs. Just by relying on a text message inside, he could even become a guest of honor.

The huge network of relationships and extremely exquisite design are shocking.

Father, Kitzumizuki, who is? Why did you send me here again? How did you do it? What is the price?

Whether it was the questions or fears buried in his heart, he realized that he could never escape. Fortunately, as a standard otaku who can complain about himself, he has not yet collapsed.

He pressed the electronic bell at the villa gate.

It was the door opened by the blonde butler.

"You're back."

"Ahhh, what's your expression? Why do you look surprised! Damn, do you want me to die outside?"

“…No, I don’t.”

"You definitely paused just now..." Kitamura Matsu scratched his head, and no longer wanted to care about these things, and turned to complain about the culprit, "Why did I get pulled in, damn dad."

"It was decided by fate a few years ago."

Matsu Kitamura glanced at him. Although he didn't understand what it meant, he still remembered this sentence carefully, and it might become a clue in the future.

Anyway, this guy shouldn't be talking nonsense.

"Anyway, I'll go up first."

"Ye'an, Kitamura Matsu." Okatsu thought he was going to sleep, so he politely said good night. After all, he could come back alive and probably would be a colleague in the future.

———

"Come in."

The man relaxed all over, supported his head with one hand and leaned on a high-back chair, as if he was watching a silent drama. Although the TV was on, there was no sound coming out, and the room was so quiet that it was terrible.

Kitamura Matsu, who came to deliver the documents compiled tonight, didn't even dare to show his vigor. He looked at his nose and his heart, minimized his presence as much as possible, and then handed over the documents respectfully and stood there.

He is really strong in style. How could I think he was an ordinary rich man?

"Pu"

What's ringing?

Oh no! Could it be that my cold sweat fell on the ground?

Oops!!!

He will be killed! Kitamura Matsu's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt a chill that rushed straight from his tailbone to his head.

In extreme tension, the sense of smell became sensitive and a scent of blood drifted into his nose.

Then he noticed the hand with distinct joints in the shadow of the chair and the slightly thin wrist above him.

A ferocious wound was deeply cut out, and dark red blood gushed out from it and flowed down, dropping onto the wooden board.

"Pu"

"Pu"

The blood dripped rhythmically in the quiet room, gradually forming a small stall, and it would not be discovered without careful observation.

What's going on? The gentleman was obviously not injured before...

Kitamura Matsu raised his head carefully.

A pair of dark red eyes were looking at him.

He asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Sorry! Sir! I shouldn't have looked at your wound secretly!" The young man thrust and decisively fell to the ground, and came to sit down in a standard taxi, "Please forgive me! Please! I'm really very sorry!"

"Oh? Are you watching this?" The man narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little surprised.

"Yes! Because you didn't find any wounds before! As a subordinate, I'm so ruthless. I didn't know you were injured! I'm really ashamed!"

Speaking of this, his voice became louder, "Please let me bandage you."

"So it doesn't matter if you are oppressed to the limit? You have such a personality. I didn't expect it to be too interesting."

Then the man didn't say anything anymore, as if he was observing his expression. After a while, he handed over silently.

After a while, the beautiful wrist was wrapped with bandages, and against the backdrop of the pale skin, it looked full of pathological feeling.

"You have something to do?"

"Ah? No, no more."

“Go out.”

"Well, OK, no, hey!" Kitamura let go and closed the door slowly and retreated.

Before closing the door, he saw the husband walking and sitting back, and seemed to be very tired and closed his eyes.

When he walked back, he found that Okatsuki at the corner of the corridor was looking at him in surprise.

It's almost like the word shock on your face.

"What you said is to go to find a gentleman? How did you do it? Isn't the gentleman there?"

"Of course, what's wrong?" Kitamura asked in a daze.

"Mr. never let someone enter the room at this time, and even Alice can't do it." Okatsuki really didn't understand what this kid was special. He ignited a flame of jealousy in his heart, burning his reason to burn it. "You can actually come out alive."

"Ah... I think the sir is pretty good..." Kitamura Matsu said confidently to him.

After all, this new boss has no shortcomings except for being uncondemned by his unrequited guilt or a crime tutor.

This new job has no disadvantages except being susceptible to injury and death without a complete body and being listed as a wanted criminal day and night.

Too perfect.

"Why... are you crying?"

"You've read it wrong."

———

Placed in a small theater where the text is filled with words

Time Diary

To be honest, when I saw Conan in the morning, I almost hanged up and didn't get up...

He actually survived, the dead figure is random, who knows whether he will die on the spot next time he meets him.

You have to think of a way.

I was actually ridiculed by Gin for the sense of time. Damn, your organization can open a mini United Nations undercover, have I ever laughed?

This time I'll just watch you be angry to death by the slutty actions of Akai Hideichi and the undercover agent.

Have you ever heard of Gin’s nightmare?

In the afternoon, I took Beicun to carry out planning activities, and this person is talented.

At night, I beat my disobedient subordinate and felt soft-hearted, which made me want to cut my wrists. That's all, but I accidentally let Beicun come in!!!

The TV is still silently playing SpongeBob SquarePants!!!

Fortunately, he only noticed that I was bleeding.

Today is so wonderful :)
Chapter completed!