Outlaw in Conan's World, Tokisaki Kurumi

"Ah~ Sister Narumi, you're so beautiful!"

Kurumi affectionately nuzzled into Narumi's arms, feeling that softness through the fabric as her hands mischievously reached for Narumi's smooth backside.

Kneading that elastic spot to her heart's content, Kurumi felt satisfied.

"Ah!"

Narumi's face turned bright red from Kurumi's teasing, and she looked a little embarrassed.

Although Narumi knew that she looked incredibly alluring dressed like this, she still felt shy when Kurumi hugged her so excitedly.

"Kurumi, could we eat first? I'm simmering soup."

Narumi, who was starting to feel stirred up again, spoke in a fluster.

"No~ Compared to the food Sister Narumi makes, I think Sister Narumi is much more delicious~" Kurumi tore off Narumi's apron and, without hesitation, opened her mouth to bite a certain part of her body, making Narumi continuously let out sounds that made one's heart race.

In the end, Kurumi did not launch a full-scale assault on Narumi before dinner.

The reason was that if they did not eat soon, the food would get cold.

Kurumi sat at the dining table somewhat sullenly. Across from her, Narumi had tied her apron back on and said with a flushed face, "Honestly, if you want it, then after dinner, anywhere is fine!"

For Narumi, who still could not quite let go mentally, that was an extremely bold suggestion.

"Really?" The moment she heard that anywhere was fine, Kurumi instantly perked up.

"But not anywhere too embarrassing!"

Narumi tried to sound calm. "After all... after all..."

Narumi wanted to say that she was a girl, but after glancing at Kurumi, she suddenly felt that even saying so would be completely unconvincing.

"Anyway! Indoors only!"

"Yes! Indoors!" Kurumi froze for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something.

She looked at Narumi teasingly. That heated, playful gaze made Narumi lower her head unconsciously.

"Sister Narumi, you didn't think we were going to do it outsi—"

Before Kurumi could finish, Narumi, realizing that she had misunderstood, hurriedly picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and stuffed it into Kurumi's mouth. "Eat! Eat!"

"Hehe~" After swallowing the meat, Kurumi deliberately looked away and pretended to sigh. "Ah, I never expected Sister Narumi's thoughts to be so bold."

"Honestly, even all the effort I put into cooking can't shut your mouth!" Narumi complained coquettishly, embarrassed.

Half an hour later, after happily finishing their delicious dinner, Kurumi had Narumi sit on the sofa while she lay down on Narumi's soft, smooth thighs, blissfully enjoying her lap pillow.

Meanwhile, her hands and eyes were both behaving rather badly as they lingered around a certain place.

"Kurumi, won't you gain weight like this?" Seeing Kurumi lie down right after eating, Narumi curiously touched her little belly.

What she felt was smooth and delicate skin, and that firm texture surprised Narumi somewhat.

After all, women put in countless drops of sweat and effort to maintain their figures, and as someone personally involved, Narumi had plenty to say on the matter.

"Gain weight?" Kurumi looked up at Narumi and said with a grin, "Nope, I'm very confident in my figure!"

Yes, Kurumi knew very well that she had the kind of constitution that never gained weight no matter how much she ate.

There had even been a period in the past when Kurumi, overwhelmed by stress, had crazily eaten all kinds of high-calorie foods like cakes and milk tea.

And hadn't she still been perfectly fine?

"That's really enviable!" With her right hand rubbing Kurumi's belly and her left stroking her smooth black hair, Narumi suddenly felt a little envious of Kurumi's constitution.

Kurumi's words seemed to open Narumi's floodgates, and she rather conflictedly told Kurumi about just how much effort she had put into maintaining her figure.

That was all sweat shed in the name of hard work.

That night, after an incredibly intense battle with Narumi that left countless marks behind, Kurumi sat on the living room sofa, picked up her phone, and dialed Miyano Akemi's number, which Gin had sent her.

When the call connected, Kurumi heard Miyano Akemi's voice.

"Hello!"

"Hello, Miyano Akemi."

Hearing a girl's voice from the other end, Miyano Akemi asked uncertainly, "Um, may I ask who this is?"

"Bloody Mary. Gin told me to contact you."

Kurumi could sense Miyano Akemi's momentary surprise when she gave her own name and Gin's. Then, Miyano Akemi's previously polite tone immediately became stiffly respectful.

"May I ask why Gin had you contact me?"

Kurumi had quite a favorable impression of Miyano Akemi, so naturally she did not speak in the same sarcastic manner she used with Gin. "Are you free tomorrow? Some things aren't easy to discuss over the phone."

"Mm..." After hesitating for a moment, Miyano Akemi said, "I am."

"Good. Then let's meet tomorrow at ten in the morning at ONIBUS Coffee Shop." With that, Kurumi hung up.

Listening to the beeping tone from the phone, Miyano Akemi hung up with a complicated expression.

Akemi, who had just finished showering, sat on her bed. Her mood had been fairly good before, but in an instant, all of her previous happiness was gone.

"Bloody Mary..."

Miyano Akemi remembered hearing that the organization had someone whose abilities were no less than Gin's.

Perhaps the sisters truly shared a connection, because Miyano Akemi and her younger sister Miyano Shiho had both long speculated about what the mysterious Bloody Mary might look like.

But when she received this call, judging from the obviously youthful voice on the other end, Miyano Akemi believed that the other party was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Even younger than her sister.

Thinking that a girl who should have been enjoying her youth had instead been trained by the organization into a killer who murdered without batting an eye, Miyano Akemi's hatred for the organization deepened once again.

At the same time, gentle and kind as she was, she could not help feeling a trace of pity for the girl.

But even so, it could never change the ironclad fact that the other party was still a member of the organization.

"Could she have been sent by Gin to watch me?"

Her own experiences left Miyano Akemi with no choice but to question the motive behind the call.

Miyano Akemi knew very well that wanting to leave the organization together with her sister was almost impossible.

Especially since making a deal with the organization was no different from seeking the skin of a tiger; one careless step, and they would be silenced.

But! But if she really could accomplish that task, then perhaps Gin would fulfill their agreement and let her and her sister leave?

Meeting Miyano Akemi

The next afternoon after arranging a meeting with the organization member codenamed Bloody Mary, Miyano Akemi drove to the coffee shop mentioned by the other party, her heart filled with unease.

"Welcome!"

Hearing the staff greet her respectfully, she merely nodded in silence, having no mood for anything else, and began searching the hall for a woman dressed in black.

The bustling coffee shop was filled with couples on dates and neatly dressed office workers relaxing there.

Quite a few of them wore black, but Miyano Akemi did not find any girl dressed in black who was sitting alone.

As for why Miyano Akemi was so fixated on black clothing, it was entirely because members of the organization almost all dressed that way. Every time they went out, they looked like bad people.

"Excuse me, miss, are you meeting someone?"

Seeing the woman looking around, a handsome male waiter proactively asked.

"No, it's nothing."

Not wanting to create unnecessary complications, Miyano Akemi shook her head and declined the waiter's help.

She knew very well the organization members' vile personalities and methods. If she accidentally dragged an innocent person into this because of the matter, Miyano Akemi was certain that the organization would never spare them in order to keep its secrets.

Taking out her phone, Miyano Akemi chose to ask the other party directly for the location.

"Go down the corridor to the right. The third private room on the left."

Over the phone, Bloody Mary told her where she was.

Following the directions, Miyano Akemi quickly found the corridor lined with private rooms favored by couples and office workers who preferred a quiet working environment.

Standing outside private room 103, Miyano Akemi knocked on the door. After receiving a response from inside, she pushed it open and entered.

The room was not particularly large, but its furnishings created a warm atmosphere.

However, Miyano Akemi did not feel any warmth at all. Instead, she nervously looked at the black-haired girl sitting on the sofa reading a manga.

Seeing the still-steaming coffee on the tea table in front of her, Miyano Akemi guessed that the other party had arrived only a little earlier than she had.

"Excuse me, are you Bloody Mary?"

After closing the door, Miyano Akemi noticed the girl's delicate features, so perfect that even she found them flawless. Though Miyano Akemi had sensed from the phone call that the girl was not very old, seeing her in person made her realize that the organization's killer, whose strength rivaled Gin's, looked only fifteen or sixteen.

Beautiful, yet youthful.

Even so, despite the girl being younger than herself, Miyano Akemi, as a low-ranking member of the organization, still had to treat her with the utmost respect.

In the organization's cruel and realistic rules, strength represented everything.

Hearing Miyano Akemi's question, Kurumi put down her manga and said, "Yes."

Seeing that Miyano Akemi was still standing stiffly by the door, Kurumi felt somewhat helpless.

When it came to beautiful women, Kurumi hated seeing them suffer the most.

"Sit down. Would you like something to drink?" Kurumi pushed the menu on the table toward her.

"No, there's no need." Miyano Akemi had never experienced an organization member treating her so kindly, and she felt somewhat flattered.

It was not as if she had never considered that Kurumi's gentle attitude might merely be intended to lower her guard. Taking that into account, Miyano Akemi felt it was best to maintain the humble and respectful attitude expected of a low-ranking member.

Seeing that Miyano Akemi was still so tense, Kurumi waved her hand. "I'm not Gin. It's fine for you to relax a little around me, so sit down."

"I understand."

Kurumi's tone remained gentle, but it was clear from her words that she would not accept refusal.

After smoothing her skirt, Miyano Akemi glanced at the only long sofa in the room, where Kurumi was sitting, then awkwardly sat down beside her.

"Are you sure you don't want anything? The coffee here is pretty good."

"Don't worry, I'm treating today." With one million yen about to come in, Kurumi spoke with considerable confidence.

Listening to Kurumi, Miyano Akemi felt as though she had not come to discuss an organization assignment at all, but rather to relax.

It was not serious in the slightest.

"Um... regular coffee will be fine."

To be honest, Miyano Akemi's attitude made Kurumi feel rather troubled.

But thinking about it, it made sense. Although Kurumi considered herself quite approachable and generally kind,

the massive and dangerous organization behind her, coupled with Miyano Akemi's long-standing dissatisfaction with it, meant that the fact Miyano Akemi did not hate Kurumi by association already proved Kurumi's approachability.

After calling over a waiter and ordering a cup of coffee, Kurumi finally decided to begin discussing business.

"Miyano Akemi, since I'm not in charge of your case, I don't really know why you made this sort of deal with Gin and the organization."

"One billion yen..." Kurumi looked at Miyano Akemi's pretty and delicate face. At that moment, she could clearly see a flash of dissatisfaction in Miyano Akemi's eyes. "Whether the organization obtains one billion yen is actually irrelevant. What matters is this: when you accepted this assignment, did you ever consider whether you could truly complete such a task?"

"Furthermore, your sister Miyano Shiho's value to the organization cannot be compared to one billion yen, Miss Miyano Akemi..." At this point, Kurumi deliberately shook her head helplessly. "You're far too naive."

"But! Gin personally promised me that as long as I got one billion yen for the organization, they would let us leave the organization!"

How could Miyano Akemi not know that?

But having already stepped onto this road of no return, even if the path ahead was filled with sharp, thorny brambles, she, as an older sister, would still charge ahead without hesitation to carve out a new path in life for her younger sister.

Thus, when Miyano Akemi, trapped in an abyss of darkness and despair, saw the faint hope Gin offered, no matter how weak or insignificant it was, she had only one choice.

Complete the mission, or fail it and be silenced by the organization.

"And Bloody Mary, you were sent to contact me because you also want to confirm whether my plan can succeed, right?" Miyano Akemi's tone was somewhat desolate. Clearly, she had already prepared herself for death.

"In a sense, you could say that. After all, your former boyfriend was actually a traitor. It's understandable that the organization doesn't trust you either."