Seeing Vodka's reaction out of the corner of his eye, Gin's eyelid twitched.
No, why were you being so obedient? Aren't you my underling? He had not expected Vodka to actually start carefully looking for drinks for Kurumi just because she said so.
"Here, this drink has a relatively low alcohol content, and it tastes pretty good." Wearing sunglasses, Vodka placed a pale blue bottled drink in front of Kurumi.
"Thank you." Kurumi thanked Vodka playfully, then glanced at Gin again. Her look seemed to say, See? You blockhead don't know how to take care of girls at all. You'd better learn from him in the future!
Fuck me!
Reading the implication directed at him in Kurumi's gaze, Gin felt his head begin to throb.
He took two deep drags of his cigarette, filling his lungs with smoke. Feeling much better, Gin exhaled a cloud of smoke and stubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray.
After calming himself down, Gin said, "Since you know we need to keep a low profile, why did you openly attack a Metropolitan Police Department vehicle and shoot two criminals dead? Don't you know that's asking for trouble?"
Kurumi did not immediately answer Gin's question. She simply unscrewed the cap and elegantly sampled the sweet alcoholic drink.
"Gin, do you really think no one would notice the organization if I didn't do something like that?" Kurumi looked at Gin, her wine-red right eye incomparably beautiful and mysterious beneath the dim lights.
"Undercover agents, traitors... Gin, have you not considered whether anyone in the organization has been acting suspiciously lately?"
What a joke. Back when she had merely been watching the story, Kurumi had already known that nearly half of the Black Organization's code-named members were moles planted by various countries.
But after Kurumi truly joined the organization, she learned that it was not just the upper ranks. Even among the middle and lower ranks, there were quite a few undercover agents.
Gin remained silent in the face of Kurumi's question.
Of course, he knew the organization's situation.
And as a professional cleaner of traitors, Gin had already killed an unknown number of moles.
But infuriatingly, those moles were like bamboo shoots after the rain. No matter how many he killed, they never ran out.
He would eliminate one here, only for another to pop up somewhere else.
Like cutting leeks, he had to keep clearing them out crop after crop.
"Are you saying another traitor has appeared in the organization?" The moment the subject turned to traitors, Gin's aura erupted.
The chilling killing intent instantly put Vodka, who stood nearby, on edge.
Kurumi, however, showed no reaction at all and remained as calm as ever.
"I don't care whether they're traitors or not. That's your business." Kurumi said boredly, "You know I don't like dealing with such trivial matters."
Hearing Kurumi call something so important trivial, Gin immediately became displeased.
He said sternly, "But you are also a member of the organization."
The implication was that, as an organization councilor, Kurumi could not simply ignore people who threatened the organization's existence.
Still not answering Gin's question, Kurumi instead asked, "Do those people threaten me?"
Kurumi's answer made Gin's expression turn even colder. He pulled a gun from inside his coat with his left hand and abruptly aimed it at Kurumi. "If that's what you mean, does that mean you, like those traitors, are a threat to the organization?"
Even with Gin's gun aimed at her head, Kurumi did not panic in the slightest.
She calmly set her drink on the table and said, "Gin, you don't seriously think a toy like that can kill me, do you?"
Though she was still smiling, Kurumi had become serious as well.
Her wine-red right eye seemed to glow with a bloody crimson light in the dimness. Glancing at the dark muzzle, Kurumi summoned King Crimson.
Three pairs of eyes filled with identical killing intent stared fixedly at Gin. The tension between them was so sharp that a brutal battle seemed ready to break out at any moment.
Of course, by brutal, it meant Gin getting his head smashed apart by King Crimson's fist.
"Um... Boss?"
Seeing his boss about to fight Kurumi, Vodka, the impulsive bystander, did not know whether the two were joking or serious. He felt completely at a loss.
Help Gin... Vodka had personally seen the horrific scene after Kurumi completed a mission.
That sight remained burned into Vodka's memory even now.
As for helping Kurumi?
Sorry, that really would not do.
No matter what, he was Gin's underling.
If he did not help his own boss, who would he help?
Even if Kurumi's appearance and personality happened to perfectly match his tastes.
However, neither of them paid any attention to Vodka's concerns.
"Bloody Mary, I've always been curious whether your strength is truly as great as the rumors say." Gin pulled his lips into a cruel smile and spoke with killing intent.
"Do you want to find out?" Kurumi, ready to activate King Crimson at any time, tensed her entire body, poised to strike.
She had long wanted to see whether Gin was really that strong.
With King Crimson, she had never feared anyone!
Organization Has Already Decided
Gin, who had killed countless people, did not pull the trigger.
On one hand, he knew Kurumi was associated with Vermouth, one of the organization's favorites who was deeply favored by the BOSS. Kurumi had also performed excellently within the organization. Aside from her intense hatred for White Powder, to the point of ruthlessly killing members over it, she had no other issues.
On the other hand, he could sense a lethal threat beside Kurumi at that moment.
It was as though some terrifying being was watching him.
Gin felt that if he pulled the trigger, he did not know whether Kurumi's head would gain another hole, but his own head definitely would not remain intact.
"Hmph!"
Hiding his true thoughts, Gin let out a flawless cold laugh. As he put the safety back on his pistol, he said, "Not bad. As expected of Bloody Mary, the person the organization considers to have the greatest potential."
Seeing him put away his gun and seemingly give up on fighting, Kurumi also reined in her killing intent and instantly returned to the bearing of a beautiful, adorable noble young lady. "Honestly~ Mr. Gin, you really don't know how to treat a lady gently. You almost scared me to death~"
Her syrupy tone, enough to make one's entire body go weak, made Vodka's heart pound like a startled deer as he listened nearby.
But to Gin, who only knew how to say "Ah~ Sherry" all day long, it was simply disgusting.
Without concealing his feelings at all, Gin showed them plainly on his face and said coldly, "Let's end our testing of each other here. I have a mission next that I think will suit you very well."
"Seduction?"
Hearing Gin's words, Kurumi instinctively thought of that possibility.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm not interested in men." Kurumi waved her hand irritably and said unhappily, "If it's a pretty, cute girl, though, I'm personally quite willing."
What! She likes girls?! Vodka's eyes widened behind his sunglasses.
Gin frowned slightly but made no comment on Kurumi's answer.
After all, they had known each other for quite a while. He had heard more or less that Bloody Mary had no interest in men and instead went around looking for cute girls to "make friends" with.
Across all of Tokyo, he knew of quite a few girls who had dated Kurumi, and every one of them was exceptionally beautiful and well-built.
To be honest, Gin found it... hard to put into words.
Still, Kurumi's preferences happened to suit Gin's purposes perfectly, so he explained, "That works out. You know how important Sherry is to the organization, but unfortunately, her sister Miyano Akemi has developed some thoughts she shouldn't have."
Whether she had drunk too much or smoked too much, Kurumi felt that Gin was especially talkative today.
"Could it be that the organization wants me to sacrifice my looks to seduce Miyano Akemi and stabilize Sherry that way?" The instant she heard there was a beautiful woman involved, Kurumi perked up.
Kurumi considered Miyano Akemi a naive and pitiful person.
She genuinely cared for her younger sister Miyano Shiho and, hoping that the two of them could leave the organization, naively believed that they could safely withdraw as long as she robbed one billion yen and handed it over.
But what she did not know was that Miyano Shiho's value to the organization could not possibly be measured by a mere one billion yen.
Therefore, once Miyano Akemi developed such an idea, the organization had already placed her on the blacklist and prepared to eliminate her.
But before eliminating her, the organization wanted to make full use of her.
That was, have Miyano Akemi carry out her plan, obtain the one billion yen, and then have Gin personally remove this unstable factor.
So Miyano Akemi died.
She died naively.
And pitifully.
"Do you have a photo? What does she look like? Big boobs and a nice ass?" To keep Gin from discovering that she had other motives, Kurumi put on the appearance of a lustful pervert and asked impatiently.
"..."
Kurumi's words left Gin and Vodka at a loss for what to say.
Gin silently took out a photo of Miyano Akemi from his pocket and handed it to Kurumi, unwilling to answer her question.
"Mmm~ Not bad!"
Looking at Miyano Akemi in the photo, Kurumi felt even more motivated to save her.
Hearing Kurumi's assessment, Vodka also leaned over, curious to take a look.
"Ahem!"
Just as Vodka leaned his head closer, Gin noticed his embarrassing behavior and coughed. "Vodka, go get the car ready."
To keep Vodka from further embarrassing him, Gin came up with an excuse to send him away.
"Huh? Oh! Got it, Boss!"
Hearing Gin's order, Vodka suppressed his curiosity, turned, and walked away from the bar counter.
"What do I need to do?" Kurumi put away the photo and asked.
"It's simple. You only need to monitor her. The organization has a mission that needs her to complete." Gin, suddenly feeling that today had been especially stressful, lit another cigarette. After taking a drag, he said, "If she has any improper thoughts before completing the mission, kill her."
"What? Kill her?" Pretending she knew nothing, Kurumi said regretfully, "That would be such a waste. She's such fine material."
Seeing that Kurumi was being so difficult, Gin's blood pressure rose again. His expression darkened, and his tone became impatient. "If you like women that much, the organization can find some for you. But this is a mission!"
For a moment, Gin felt like he was a pimp.
"All right, all right, it's a mission~" Kurumi took out her phone. "Then at least give me her number, okay? How else am I supposed to contact her?"
Gin said nothing and obediently sent Kurumi a text message from his phone.
"Oh, right. Is there a reward for this mission?" Kurumi suddenly became somewhat bashful. "I've been short on money lately."
"One million."
"Deal!"
After saying goodbye to Gin, who looked like he wanted to swallow her whole, Kurumi drove home.
The moment she entered the living room, Kurumi smelled a rich fragrance.
"(╯▽╰) It smells so good~~"
Noticing the steaming dishes laid out on the table, Kurumi knew Narumi had definitely made them. She looked around but did not see her.
"Sister Narumi~~~"
With an arrogant swagger, Kurumi walked into the kitchen. The instant she saw Narumi cooking with her back to her, her eyes widened.
"Wow! What a sight!"
The snowy-white scene before her instantly got Kurumi excited!
A naked apron!
That was right. Aso Narumi, who was cooking at that moment, was completely naked, with only a pale blue apron covering her body.
How many people dreamed of such a perfect sight!
A World for Two and a Nervous Miyano Akemi
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