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The white-haired boy and the blond man looked at each other and smiled, one with a soft smile, the other with a meaningful smile.

Gin bit the unlit cigarette with an expressionless expression and sneered: "Heh."

But it didn't say whether it would help Bourbon.

"I hope that when we meet again next time, Rei Fukitani will be dead." Bourbon said, lowering his head with a smile on his face.

It's like losing consciousness.

Gin stood in front of the other party.

Aito took out the lighter from Gin's coat pocket, raised his hand naturally, and looked up at the cigarette the other party was biting.

He doesn't mind if the other person smokes, and he doesn't have the habit of not being able to smell the smell of cigarette smoke.

He was even happy to light a cigarette for Gin.

The man with long silver hair narrowed his eyes dangerously and stared at the young man. After a moment, he finally bowed his head and put the cigarette next to the lighter as if he was condescending.

The long silver hair swayed slightly with his movements, but there was no excessive movement.

Aito looked at him without blinking, and lit a cigarette for him with a bright smile.

"Do you have to do the drama of loving each other and being a family in front of me?" Toru Amuro came back from his trance. After seeing this, he subconsciously blurted out the sarcasm.

He bit his tongue, and the pain in his mouth and the smell of blood made him wake up.

He just... couldn't bear the punishment and fell into a coma?

He briefly lost his self-awareness, and when he woke up, Gin had gone from sitting in the corner to standing in front of him.

The memory in the middle is blank.

"Let's go." Gin straightened up and walked out without paying attention to Toru Amuro's intention.

Vodka immediately followed.

Toru Amuro could only see the back of the white-haired boy grabbing Gin's clothes and following him away step by step.

Silver hair and white hair are particularly harmonious.

He stared at this scene intently, his blue-grey eyes dim and unclear.

The door opens and closes.

The light in the corridor shone through the crack of the open door for a moment, but was intercepted before reaching Toru Amuro's location.

The room fell into darkness once again.

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"Want to help Brother Bourbon?" Aito asked, walking beside Gin.

"Don't worry about him for now." Gin had an indifferent expression on his face and a cold voice.

"Only things that you want but can't get will make people linger on."

"If it was easy to get it, it wouldn't be so special." Gin stopped, stood there, and suddenly lowered his eyes to look at the young man.

The young man also stood there, looking up at him.

There is no haze in the pale blue eyes.

It was completely different from the pair of dark blue-gray eyes that looked like moss-stained sewers that I had seen before.

It doesn't look like a creature living in the dark at all.

But Gin clearly knew that the creature in front of him was essentially a more terrifying existence than the creatures living in the darkness.

"You can help him, but you don't have to help him either. You have to let him understand that all the choices are only in your hands." Gin looked at the young man's eyes calmly, and he had already extinguished the cigarette he had lit not long ago.

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"He can only get help if he pleases you."….

"Don't do meaningless good deeds, Ivy." He said in a low voice.

"I understand." Aito nodded and replied seriously, like a good student who would always take action according to the teacher's instructions.

"Hug me, Papa." He looked at Gin expectantly and stretched out his hands.

Gin stood there, looking at him indifferently, motionless.

"...Can't you..." A broken light emerged from those pale blue eyes.

That's the effect of tears under the light.

The man with long silver hair bent down and picked him up, as if he was holding an inanimate ornament or a pet.

"No next time, Ivy."

"Don't always act like a dermatologist," he said.

The boy, or rather boy, wrapped his arms around Gin's neck and smiled contentedly against his face.

Of course papa loves him, even if he once thought of killing him.

But the current opponent is undoubtedly condoning him.

This indulgence is of course a manifestation of love.

Aito likes special treatment and a unique attitude.

So he also likes the pampering that Gin gives him.

Only for him.

This will make him feel that he is loved wholeheartedly by the other person.

He doesn't mind that the love his family gives him is only a little bit, because others can't even get that little bit.

And he who has love is a child who is treated specially.

only one.

He pressed his face against Gin's neck and closed his eyes.

Papa has no other children, and no one else can receive such pampering treatment from the other party. He is still the only one.

Papa will not fall in love with anyone and will not have other children.

He likes this.

It doesn't matter if his family members fall in love with someone else, he will make them love only him again.

It's okay as long as the other loved ones disappear.

Vodka looked at this scene and breathed a sigh of relief.

When Ivey wanted to hug him but his elder brother was indifferent, he thought Ivey would cry on the spot.

Fortunately, the elder brother still satisfied Ivy’s idea.

Looking at the scene of the man holding the boy, Vodka's eyes were filled with emotion.

The eldest brother is not only a good and responsible boss, but also a good and responsible father.

As expected, no matter what Mr. Gin does, he will do it perfectly!

A stuffed bear dressed exactly like Gin walked beside Gin, but he was shorter than Gin.

Although Daifuku wore a top hat, Gin also wore one.

Arriving in front of the black Porsche, Dafu got into the back seat, sitting in a posture similar to that of Aito.

Aito followed Gin and sat in the front passenger seat, because no matter what, he was unwilling to leave Gin.

Like a sticky piece of candy.

"I have a task for you." Gin said, leaning back on the seat.

"Mission? Who do you need to kill?" After hearing the mission, the white-haired boy's tone became serious.

Papa hates people who don’t take their tasks seriously.

I don't like people who fail either.

Therefore, we must take the task seriously and maintain a 100% success rate.

"This mission has nothing to do with killing. Brandy has taken a liking to an architect and is going to send him an invitation." Gin's attitude towards this was too calm and cold.

"The architect is also in Mihua, so you will be responsible for sending him an invitation."

"By the way, we will observe whether he is qualified to join the organization." He said.

Organizations will recruit talents in various fields, and naturally they will not miss out on the construction field.

After all, the various underground bases of the organization require their own architects.

Ordinary designers cannot meet the requirements of the organization. It must be both offensive and defensive, and echo the location of the base. A high-tech city like a future city, or a base that combines classicism and technology must not only be beautiful and have a sense of design, but also

There are various consequences to consider.

So when I see an excellent architectural designer, I will naturally extend an invitation.

"Should I observe his qualifications? I understand." Aito said thoughtfully, then nodded.

"What's the architect's name?" he asked naturally.

"His name is - Moritani Teiji." Gin said the name with an unclear smile.

"I understand." Aito wrote down the name and nodded.

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