Though he was intensely curious, Tooru Amuro had been undercover for many years and was a steady person.
So, very obediently, he did not open the file immediately. He waited until he returned to the café before cautiously opening the email.
How should he put it? After spending so much time with Tooru Amuro, Tangze had discovered for the first time that this man's expressions could be so varied.
Confusion, shock, suppressed laughter, and finally being completely unable to hold it in—the entire progression was incredibly smooth. He could practically see the other man's train of thought.
Tangze put down the phone that had secretly recorded the entire process, ignored its constantly flashing notification light, stuffed it into his bag together with the Noah plushie that was giving him a sidelong look, and turned away.
Well, recording that reaction was partly because Tangze felt that anyone's first reaction to seeing the egg-hatching video was worth documenting. The other reason was to keep his teammates from strangling him in embarrassment and rage.
Although he had indeed sold his teammates out completely, leaving them with neither dignity nor face, they probably would not mind if it could make Furuya Rei laugh so heartily for once.
To be fair, for twenty-nine-year-old Tooru Amuro, whose emotions had long been subdued by reason, the only people who could briefly bring him back to the age of twenty-two and make him laugh so carefree were his old friends.
"So, so..." Having laughed enough, Tooru Amuro wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes. "It actually has nothing to do with your parents' research? This is simply a special ability?"
"It would not be entirely accurate to say it has nothing to do with it." Tangze shrugged. "Just like the organization's ultimate purpose in developing