Slow Down

The silence in the air was not because the three of them were surprised to find someone nearby.

It was because the man on the ground looked far too strange— for some reason, the little boss's legs were bare, and the exposed skin, like his face, was covered in bluish-purple streaks, as though he had just been whipped into shape by an irritable father.

After a long moment, Jiang Xia's ears twitched as he heard Amuro Tooru mutter, "...Indecent."

Jiang Xia: "..."

His gaze drifted slightly, then he quickly calmed down again. Strictly speaking, he had only borrowed the little boss's belt earlier; he had not personally stripped the man's pants off. As for why things had ended up like this... perhaps the little boss had found the fabric chafing too painful and taken off his pants himself? Or maybe he had lacked the strength to keep holding them up and simply let them fly free... No matter how he looked at it, the person involved seemed to bear more responsibility. As an elegant adult, how could someone stop wearing pants over such trivial matters? That would not do. Absolutely not.

Amuro Tooru did not notice the guilty employee standing beside him, nor could he imagine that Jiang Xia had anything to do with this.

He actually suspected that it was the work of those Peripheral Members. Those people were as obedient as lambs before Codename operatives, but in reality, most of them were lawless criminals through and through. Amuro Tooru thought that perhaps, while setting up recording and video equipment nearby as instructed to capture information related to Watanuki Tatsuzo, some of Watanuki Tatsuzo's underlings had wandered into the area, prompting the Peripheral Members to teach them a lesson on their own... Tch. He had clearly told them only