Though it was somewhat baffling, faced with an aggressive Organization member, Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes and quickly slipped back into Bourbon's persona.
In an instant, it was like a pot of coffee coming to a boil, its rich aroma spreading through the air.
At the corner of the wall, an ordinary, passing, helpful child poked out half his head and watched the scene with delight. Whenever Organization members faced off, their killing intent poured forth as though it cost nothing—the only pity was that these people were all mysterious lone wolves. They rarely stayed together, much less gathered on a whim to throw a party.
On the street ahead,
the two Organization members had no idea they were being watched from the shadows. The street was not particularly long, and before long, as Calvados sprinted forward, the two successfully met up.
Staring face-to-face at this shameless Gun Thief, Calvados flared with rage and sneered, "I never would have thought the famed Bourbon had a habit of stealing."
"?" Amuro Tooru was a little puzzled, but as a quick-witted, intelligent man, he soon understood completely.
—It seemed that the person who had taken Calvados's gun before him was not Calvados's intended trading partner, but someone else entirely.
"Your gun is gone?" Amuro Tooru grinned gleefully and knowingly asked, "How did you lose it?"
Calvados said darkly, "Stop pretending. Someone saw you searching around that patch of woods the whole time—that gun was taken by you, wasn't it?"
Amuro Tooru: "..."
...Tch. There were far too many helpful citizens in that park. No wonder Calvados had come knocking.
Unfortunately, whether for the police or Organization members, eyewitness accounts were always some distance from the truth.
He spread his hands and said, half-truthfully, "Fine, I admit I searched that area for your