When Kuroki Jin gave Gin what he wanted, he got a plausible answer from Gin.
Belmode couldn't stand Shirley very much, very much!
Kuroki Ren wondered why, with Belmod's ability and strength, he was so hostile to a weak A+-level female researcher who lost her parents as a minor and was given a red cross by the organization because of her ex-brother-in-law.
No matter how hostile he is, it's like squeezing an ant to kill someone, but it's strange that he doesn't do it yet.
Gin gave him a classic quote from Belmode.
Kuroki Ren: "..."
In the end, Kuroki Jin was blasted out by a bullet. Fortunately, Vodka was given a leave by Gin to do his own business, otherwise Kuroki's dark history would have been +1.
Kuroki Jin went home exhausted and fell on the bed. Three minutes later, he got up and crawled into the bathroom. He threw his body into the bathtub and closed his eyes to rest.
It was really tiring to fly back and forth in four days, and he experienced all kinds of things in the meantime, which made him exhausted both physically and mentally.
Kuroki Ren thought in a daze, quickly took a shower, crawled back into bed, and fell asleep in less than half a minute.
Before he fell asleep, he was still vaguely guessing what Gin had brought back.
The next day, she was decisively late when she went to the candy shop to open the door. By the time Kuroki Jin came in, Anayuki had already prepared three cups of coffee. She silently reprimanded him with her eyes for his despicable behavior of leaving the work to her alone for so many days as soon as he left. the behavior of.
"Sorry, sorry, it's your souvenir." Kuroki Ren laughed playfully and handed over a small box. Anayuki accepted it with satisfaction after reading the label, but did not open it for the time being.
"Mr. Kuroki is back." A familiar voice came from the door. Kuroki turned around, and it was Miss Sonoko who had gotten up early and was getting ready to go out to play.
"Yeah." Kuroki Jin blinked and looked at the time, "You woke up so early on Sunday, why don't you take advantage of the hard-earned rest day to get some more sleep?"
"I made an appointment with Xiaolan to meet here and then go out to play." Suzuki Sonoko came over and said, "Mr. Kuroki, please make me a cup of black mood. It's been a long time since I had a cup of milk tea made by you."
"Why should a beautiful day start with bitterness?" Kuroki Jin was puzzled, but still motioned for Anayuki to step aside, and walked behind the counter to make it.
"Because, the more you drink this milk tea, the more addictive it becomes." Suzuki Sonoko said matter-of-factly, "It's just that no one except me seems to be used to drinking it." She frowned and complained.
"After all, I still like something sweeter." Another familiar voice came from far away, "Who has such strong taste like you?"
The only one who dared to attack the second Miss Suzuki like this was Kudo Shinichi.
Kudo Shinichi was accompanied by Mao Lilan. The two lived close to each other and came here together in the morning.
"Mr. Kuroki, good morning." Mao Lilan greeted Kuroki Ren, and Kuroki Ren returned the greeting with a smile, indicating whether you wanted to order.
"I just want the signature milk tea." Kudo Shinichi didn't bother to choose, so he turned around and looked, "Isn't that guy Wen Ren here?"
"Wen Ren only works part-time on Sundays." Anaisuki replied casually while holding the bag.
"What a pity. We still wanted to invite him to play with us." Xiaolan looked regretful.
Kuroki handed the two of them their milk tea, grabbed a handful of candies and stuffed them in, smiling: "On Sunday, Wen Ren will be working as a teaching assistant for others, so he won't have time."
"Assistant teacher?"
"Yeah." Kuroki Jin replied while wiping the table, "Fight Club, they say they are assistant coaches but they are actually sparring partners, or sandbags."
"He's only in the third grade of junior high school." Xiaolan frowned.
"There's nothing we can do about it. You all know about his family's situation." Kuroki Ren smiled helplessly, "But fortunately, his mother is recovering well after the surgery. It is estimated that she will be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate in a few days."
The three of them took the milk tea and walked out of the store. As they walked, they found that no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen.
"Wen Renjun is such a good child." Mao Lilan pursed her lips, "Is there anything we can do to help him?"
"Mr. Kuroki also said that Wakaki will not accept help from others." Kudo Shinichi put his hands on the back of his head and walked leisurely, "Maybe we can introduce him to a job?"
"What kind of job would require a kid from junior high school?" Suzuki Sonoko complained, "It would be great to work part-time at Mr. Kuroki's place. He also has to prepare for the exam to enter high school. How can he have time to do more? a job."
"That's right." Kudo Shinichi responded, and then the topic gradually deviated, no longer discussing Wakagi Onto's problem.
Ruomu Wenren took off his protective gear, rubbed his sore wrist, wiped his face with a towel, and then went to his boss to pay today's salary.
"Let's stay and have a meal before leaving." The boss stopped Wen Ren who was about to leave, "It's just time for us to discuss our future work."
Ruo Muwen was a little nervous, but he still washed his hands carefully and sat at the dining table, picking up the rice in the bowl in front of him.
"You're welcome, eat more food." The boss served him some food, and then talked about work: "Our next fighting teaching will become more difficult. Just a standing sparring partner can no longer meet our needs. .”
Ruomu Wenren paused, pursed his lips and felt a little disappointed: Are you going to fire him?
"So, I want to ask you, can you study with this group of students?"
"……I?"
"You have a strong body and learn things quickly." The boss laughed, "I have observed that you caught up with their progress not long after you came here. When you are a sparring partner, you sometimes have subconscious prejudgment and defense. This shows that You know their next moves. With such good talent and sufficient observation, there is no more suitable sparring partner than you."
"Of course, a sparring partner with experience will not be paid the same amount now."
Ruomu Wenren put down his bowls and chopsticks and looked at the boss sincerely with his big bright eyes.
"thank you."
…
"How's mom doing today?"
"You can be discharged from the hospital in two days." Ruomu Wenren's father replied, taking the pamphlet Wenren handed him.
"...Actually, you can study peacefully."
"I'm very smart." Ruomu Wenren said calmly, "I'm confident that I can develop well in the organization. Now I can work part-time to exercise my eyesight and earn some pocket money to relieve the pressure at home."
"Dad, since I am your son, the organization already has my information. Serving the organization is my best choice, not to mention..."
"I quite like this kind of life."
Ruomu Wenren smiled, just like his usual shy smile. The fifteen-year-old boy was working hard to thrive.
For the organization's intelligence agents, masks have become the norm.
