Vodka: "..." What the hell was that bastard Uzo trying to do? He was actually using such a shameless method to ruin Vodka's image in Brother Gin's eyes!
"Brother Gin isn't going to suspect that I'm an undercover agent, is he?" No matter how Vodka thought about it, words like "kind," "helpful," and "good person" seemed likely to trigger a death trap in the organization.
Once that thought surged up, the more Vodka considered it, the worse it seemed: he had always avoided taking risks for the sake of safety, hiding from enemies whenever he could... But from another angle, didn't that look a lot like he was going easy on actual enemies?!
"Do I have to be like those other guys from now on—shoot first whenever something happens, and silence anyone I can?"
Vodka was torn inside. "But that's not right either. If I do that, the risk of exposing myself and then being silenced will also skyrocket—maybe that's what Uzo was trying to achieve with everything he pulled today!"
The more Vodka thought about it, the more convinced he became that this was the case.
"Anyway, I should apologize to Brother Gin first." After the panic subsided, Vodka quickly organized his plan. "Then I'll carefully explain Uzo's sinister intentions. Big Brother surely understands that brat's tricks too... It's not too bad. There's still hope!"
As he drafted an email to Gin, Vodka could not help feeling wistful.
"I used to think Brother Gin had a terrible temper, and I was always trembling whenever I was around him... But now it seems people really do need comparison."
Vodka sighed inwardly. "Compared to that guy, Big Brother is practically an easygoing, communicative angel of a colleague—after all, all Big Brother demands is no betrayal and high efficiency. Unlike Uzo, who