Under the complicated gazes of the two snipers seeing him off, the spirit medium carried his fully loaded haul into his usual sushi restaurant.
Although he already had killing intent, the sushi before him, perfect in color, aroma, and flavor, was equally satisfying.
After washing his hands, Jiang Xia sat down and glanced over the food on the table, a little surprised. "Not bad. It's all stuff I like."
Vodka, who had deliberately ordered that sushi: "..." If you like it, then hurry up and bury your head in it! Put all your energy into the sushi, and don't you dare harm the other innocent passersby in this private room!
Unfortunately, though Uzo looked like he intended to focus on his meal, Brother Gin beside him had not come here to eat.
Gin bent a finger and tapped the table, frowning as he asked, "What exactly was going on today?"
"What's going on?" Jiang Xia seemed not to quite understand what he was asking. "Vodka unluckily rented a car with a bomb in it, and Irish, Vermouth, and I unluckily ran into bus robbers. Thankfully, in the end, everyone had decent luck and smoothly escaped our respective predicaments—that's right, isn't it, Vodka?"
The other person involved, Vodka, who was being looked at by him: "..." &*%￥#...
He took a deep breath and buried his head in his food.
Listening to this nonsense, the already dense killing intent around Gin surged up once more. He gave a cold snort. "I can ignore those little hobbies of yours, but why would Akai Shuichi be on that vehicle?—An operation as important as killing the 'Silver Bullet,' and you didn't even give us advance notice. If that shot had hit..."
"So that's what you're hung up on." Jiang Xia sighed. "You, his sworn enemy,