Conan's winery play house

"It's the same as the previous blindness. It doesn't matter." Aito climbed on Gin's back, took off his hat and put it on his head, placing his chin on Gin's head.

"Same?" Gin responded noncommittally.

He knew that Avicril's eyes had sequelae. After all, he was once a completely blind man and finally recovered, so it doesn't matter if he has some sequelae.

But the previous temporary blindness does not bleed.

This is completely different.

"It's okay, don't worry." Aito touched Gin's face and comforted his old father skillfully.

Herega's eyes almost popped out of his head as he watched.

This is gin, gin!

Herrega had seen Gin when he was a child, and recalled that Herega had seen Gin at the incubation base. He was younger than Avicril now, and was still in the first grade of elementary school, but his eyes were already very cold.

However, he looked like a leader. At that time, many primary school students followed him and called him boss.

It was the same when I grew up, there was always a group of forces headed by Gin.

All base liquors have their own fans. Vodka is an exception, it is a fan of gin.

Belmode has more fans than Vodka, because the Witch with a Thousand Faces, whether it is mysterious attraction or other charm, makes some male members fascinated by each other.

The first person to bear the brunt was Calvados, who even carried Belmod's photo with him in his wallet, and would subconsciously look at and touch it whether he was doing a mission or at other times.

Then he kissed the photo and said that he had received the blessing kiss from the goddess of victory.

This left some members who had worked with each other feeling speechless.

Gin is not focused on building his own power, and the supporters have no intention of cooperating with each other. Rum is very focused on building his own power. If Gin is the one who gives the Sword of Damocles to the members of the organization, Rum

That's the Associate Minister.

So the relationship between gin and rum cannot be good.

So Gin keeps to himself, doesn't get too close to other members, and makes other people feel nervous because of Gin's presence.

However, Avicril had already climbed onto Gin's back and even put his head on Gin's head, but the other party still showed no reaction.

Herega actually saw connivance in Gin.

"Tell me about the situation." Gin looked at Herriga, his eyes calm, as if he couldn't feel that there was a person hanging on him at all.

"It's not a big problem. Just pay attention to rest these days." Herrega shook his head.

"But, is this the treatment of a biological son? You rushed over as soon as you heard something happened to him? When did you have a son? How did you get it? It's too ungrateful to hide this from us..." He

Rega kept talking.

He didn't stop even when he was stared at by Gin's calm eyes.

"You talk too much, Herrega." Gin reminded him in a low voice.

"Knowing too much is not a good thing, I thought you should understand."

"Haven't you been in the punishment room enough?" he asked with a malicious smile on his lips.

Herriga became quiet instantly, as if she had been poured a bucket of cold water filled with ice cubes and suddenly calmed down.

He once knew something he shouldn't know out of curiosity, and then entered the punishment room.

From a faculty member to a current researcher, or...a health manager for organizational members?

Caring for the physical and mental health of members starts with Herega?

All in all, it's a very boring job.

The most important thing is that he didn't know what he knew that he shouldn't know. After leaving the punishment room, he forgot all about it, leaving only the memory of being beaten.

It made him feel that the beating he received was in vain.

He didn't want to experience this feeling again.

Avril...

When I checked the information about the other party before, it did show that I had insufficient permissions.

"Okay." Herrega sighed.

"I'm so envious of you. You suddenly have such a big son. Do you have any guidance for a young single father, Ginjiu-kun? Although we may not have the chance to be fathers, we want to hear about your parenting experience." Herriga seemed really sincere.

I just opened my mouth with a desire to learn.

Gin stayed silent without saying a word, making others think that he was unhappy.

In fact, he was just recalling how he brought Ai Vikriel.

When he picked up Avicril, he was already eight or nine years old. On the day he picked it up, he was thrown into the laboratory by the person who received the order to treat his body.

After that, I occasionally took the time to visit him because of his orders.

And when the other person's body is healed, the person will be sent to the United States.

I just came back some time ago.

During this period, although Gin would see each other when he went on missions in the United States, it was usually Aivi Lier who took care of him...

Such as cooking and so on.

Thinking back carefully, Gin realized that he had never taken care of Avicril, let alone any parenting experience.

How could he take care of a child?

"With no experience in raising children, Avicril is different from ordinary brats. He is very obedient and has nothing to share." So Gin answered Heriga's question.

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The way he got along with Avicril didn't suit anyone else.

"Well, I'm very obedient." Aito held Gin's neck and rubbed his face from behind.

"...Ireland, your inspection is over." Herrega changed the subject and looked at Ireland.

He's going to start to envy Gin.

Avicril is definitely not a waste if he can get the code name. No matter what kind of talent he has, Gin is worthy of it.

And he seems to listen to Gin so much.

The more I think about it, the more jealous I become.

"Your body is still in peak condition. It is no different from a person in their twenties or thirties. It is even much stronger than an ordinary person in their twenties and thirties, so you can go." Heriga said to Ireland quickly.

He started chasing people away.

"You guys too, you can leave." Gin and Vodka, who had just arrived, were also within the scope of his eviction.

"Let's go." There was a person lying on Gin's back. His walking posture was still steady, as if he didn't feel the weight, and he turned around and left.

Ireland put on his suit jacket and followed them outside.

"Remember to come and see me." Junerik communicated with Aito in sign language.

With Gin, Vodka and Ireland's three typical evil faces present, he was a little scared and did not dare to speak.

Especially when these three people are silent, they look even more sinister.

"Yeah!" Aito lay on Gin's back and turned to look at Junerik, his eyes bent and he nodded with a smile.

Junerik walked towards his laboratory.

After returning home, I frowned when I saw the scattered things in the room.

"Jialm, let someone come over to clean the house and take some things I don't want...return the ones that can be returned, and sell the ones that can't be returned," he said while standing in the room.

Shirley will not accept these things.

And he doesn't know how to use it himself.

Just useless garbage.

"Got it, notifying the cleaners -" the mechanical voice replied calmly.