"Poison...?"
"Senior, are you saying the tea was poisoned?!"
"That's dangerous..."
"Seriously?"
After hearing that Akitani Reiko's tea had been poisoned, everyone present was stunned.
Genta, who had been rolling around on the floor, climbed back up and asked with a pale, suspicious look.
With his bizarre train of thought, he did not wonder whether the poison in the tea was lethal. Instead, he wondered whether this was another trick Fujino was playing.
He had to be looking for an excuse not to let him drink the tea—and for kicking him!
"..."
Fujino's eyebrow twitched at that, feeling that this little brat was truly beyond words.
His dream-crushing kick had actually had no effect at all.
This bastard was still wondering whether it was real or fake!
He had saved his life, and the kid was still whining at him?
Thinking that, Fujino took a deep breath and forced a smile onto his face.
"Of course it's fake. Go ahead and drink it. That'll save me the trouble of having the Metropolitan Police Department test its contents."
"Once you drink it and die, I can just look at your corpse and figure out what kind of poison it was."
"Then I won't drink it..."
The moment Genta heard the word "corpse," he immediately imagined dead bodies that had been poisoned.
He shuddered at the sight of the cup being offered to him and instantly gave up on drinking the tea.
Even if there was no poison in it, he did not dare drink it now.
He was afraid Fujino would kick him again like before.
So he raised his hands with an awkward grin and hurriedly waved them in refusal.
"How can you not drink it?!"
Fujino held the tea in one hand, his expression darkening as he grabbed Genta