In an instant, the perceived temperature in the forest beneath the shroud of night suddenly dropped.
Vermouth froze as she looked at the blade approaching her throat. She could keenly feel an intense killing intent steadily closing in on her.
Her already injured body even began to tremble involuntarily.
Fujino calmly watched her slightly trembling form. "You should know that threats are fucking useless against someone like me, so give me your answer already..."
"I agree."
Vermouth cut Fujino off, answering directly.
Though her entire body had stiffened beneath the pressure of his killing intent, she maintained her composure and tone as she added with difficulty, "I already promised that child, but there's no harm in promising again... This time, I mean it. Of course, you have to protect that child's safety too."
"A wise choice."
Fujino moved the hidden blade away from her neck.
As the killing intent he displayed gradually faded, Vermouth dropped onto the ground, cold sweat continuously beading on her forehead. Looking at the hidden blade moving away, she still felt lingering fear.
At that time, that blade had been only 0.01 centimeters from my throat.
I had a feeling that the boy in front of me wasn't lying.
If I really did that, then this young man before me would turn into a butcher and live up to his words by slaughtering the organization until heads rolled.
But before that, I would be the first one killed.
Vermouth let out a sigh of relief, but she was still somewhat puzzled.
Why did everyone want to protect that woman?
Whether it was Kudo Shinichi or this guy...
What kind of magic did Sherry possess that made them willing to do this for her?
Vermouth felt a little unbalanced. They had both worked for the organization, and