Gin, Vermouth, and Bourbon went without saying. Mark Space had stocked up on a large batch of fresh High-Grade Killing Intent. The sake flavor, Apple Flavor, and Coffee Flavor were each piled into three separate heaps, a sight that lifted the spirits at once.
Even more surprising were the other two: while Vodka had sent out the Rescue Team to search, Akai Shuichi's attention had shifted to Vodka. The colorless, odorless Ever-changing Killing Intent around him had unexpectedly taken on the scent of ice cream.
And that change had continued until Akai Shuichi left the pier and was ambushed by Gin.
"Much more generous than Vodka." Looking at the newly added small heap of ice cream-scented Killing Intent in the space, Jiang Xia stroked his chin and happily concluded,
"Getting Vodka to develop Killing Intent is still rather difficult. By comparison, turning Akai Shuichi into an ice cream-brand Killing Intent... seems much more efficient."
Thinking Like This, he looked toward Vodka in the distance, lost in thought.
Vodka, who was arguing with the Rescue Team, sneezed. "Achoo!"
He rubbed his nose and grew alert. Looking around, he suddenly spotted a familiar eye through a gap between the Shipping Containers, staring at him with a hint of appreciation.
Vodka: "?!!"
What was that guy trying to do now?! Was today's business not over yet? Or had he come up with some new Ghost idea?
Bathed in that gaze, which looked malicious no matter how he viewed it, an Organization Cadre once again sank into deep anxiety.
Meanwhile, Akai Shuichi, another person being watched, seemed to sense something in the darkness and instinctively glanced to either side.
But there was no ambush or sneak attack in sight—after Gin and those two Snipers had failed, the other side seemed to have politely