Although it was regrettable that Bourbon was still alive, Gin simply disliked Amuro Tooru's personality. There had never actually been any particularly direct conflict between them.
So now, aside from his regret, Gin actually felt that this was not so bad.
—He had always thought that as long as he was careful enough, Uzo would not suddenly turn on him.
But now, it seemed that bastard's methods were truly impossible to guard against—just like this time. Uzo had merely used him as a sniper tool to cut off the elevator route, yet he had actually shot the elevator to a halt exactly as Uzo had calculated.
By that logic, if Uzo had some other ideas in the future...
At that thought, Gin's good mood vanished again. Clenching his cigarette between his teeth, he clicked his tongue irritably. Vodka's attitude toward Uzo did not seem entirely unreasonable after all...
Beside him, Vodka, who stood on the front line of resisting Uzo, knew nothing of Brother Gin's silent agreement.
Vodka was still rather puzzled at the moment. What had Big Brother meant by saying, "Suzuki Sonoko dressed up to look like Sherry"?
Could it be that the person Big Brother had been determined to kill earlier, and the person Uzo had saved, had not been Sherry at all, but Suzuki Sonoko?
"..."
Vodka was extremely curious.
But his instincts told him it was best not to speak up now, especially not to press for details. This was not a good time for gossip.
So he did not interrupt Gin's muttering. He silently followed behind, pretending he had noticed nothing.
As the two Men in Black withdrew without a sound.
Across from them, atop Building B of the Twin Towers.
The sports car floated quietly in the water. Amuro Tooru wiped