"Thanks, Miwako."
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Early the next morning, I went to Sato's house and slept in the second bedroom.
Miwako Sato, who stuck one foot out of the quilt, had obviously had a wonderful dream. Her delicate toes were sometimes raised and sometimes tightened according to the illusion in the dream, and a feeling of satisfaction surged between her unpainted brows. Lazy, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
At the door of the bedroom, Sato's mother, who had been knocking for a long time but did not wait for her daughter to open the door, pushed the door open and walked in. When she saw her daughter, who had no signs of sleeping, several black lines suddenly fell on her forehead.
What is this kid dreaming about?
"Miwako? Miwako?"
"Um...Mom?"
After being pushed awake, Sato Miwako opened her eyes blankly, and while turning her body sideways, her right foot that was lying outside the quilt retracted into the warm quilt.
"Get up and eat, Miwako, and then go to bed after eating, you know?" Sato's mother helplessly held her forehead when her daughter woke up: "If you don't eat breakfast, you will easily get stomach problems. How many times have I told you."
"...but mom, I worked late last night—"
"It doesn't matter how late it is, just get up and eat quickly, and then go back to sleep after eating."
Regarding her daughter's health, Sato's mother, who was dressed in a navy blue kimono, immediately made a serious face: "Besides, no matter how busy you are, can someone else be busy like Uehara? You two worked overtime together last night, and he was able to get up. Come on, why can’t you get up?”
"???"
Miwako Sato scratched her scalp when she suddenly heard the man's name, and there were questions in her head.
"Uehara came to see you an hour ago, but I refused because you were sleeping at the time. Look at you, then look at him..."
"..."
Listening to her mother's babble, Sato Miwako's eyes gradually turned from blank to desperate. She really wanted to hide her head under the quilt and become an ostrich, but she couldn't do it.
"Oh, by the way, one more thing."
Sato's mother, who had been scolding her for a long time, saw that her daughter was almost making circles with her eyes and smoke was coming out of her head. Then she pretended not to care and pulled the new quilt in front of her and said, "Why are all your toiletries replaced with new ones?" Did you change the quilt? Where are the cosmetics? Where are your clothes?"
——? !
Sato Miwako, who was reciting the "Inaudible Heart Sutra" silently in her heart, suddenly became excited: "Ahem, mom, don't think too much about it, I didn't want to move out, it was just to cooperate with the execution of the task.
"The new case we encountered had no evidence, so Uehara and I wanted to fake a scene where the prisoner could be seen. In order to make the scene more realistic, I could only move the things I was using so that the prisoner would not be disturbed. You can see the flaws at a glance.”
"real?"
After hearing this, Sato's mother's eyebrows clearly showed a trace of disappointment, which was caught by Miwako, whose face suddenly darkened: "Mom?"
"I thought it was Miwako who already had a boyfriend and was going to move out—"
"Mom, please excuse me, I have to get up to eat."
Sato Miwako decisively opened the quilt and interrupted her old mother's cliché chatter. She walked lifelessly towards the bathroom with a pair of dead fish eyes. After washing up wildly and without a ladylike atmosphere, she saw when she came to the restaurant. Beautiful gift boxes placed on the dining table.
"Uehara came over to give this to you in the morning. I took it for you while you were sleeping." Sato's mother, who was walking silently like a ghost, suddenly made a sound, startling Miwako who was stunned.
"Did Uehara give it to me?"
Instinctively, she reached out and wanted to open the gift, but out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of her mother's secretly excited expression of wanting to pry, and she immediately changed her mind. She restrained her desire to gushing, and instead Start the attack towards breakfast.
"Miwako, is there any conflict between you and Uehara?" Seeing that her daughter had seen through her little thoughts, Sato's mother stopped pretending. She moved her buttocks and sat across from her, and asked cautiously.
Miwako, who had a bulging mouth, looked at it strangely.
He glanced at his mother and said, "No, why do you ask?"
"Uehara was obviously feeling melancholy when he asked me to hand this thing over to you, and he was dressed particularly solemnly today..."
Sato's mother recalled the Uehara Katsumi she saw this morning. Although he hid it well, the melancholy and negative emotions could not be hidden from her, a veteran.
"Are you dressed seriously..."
Biting an omelette, Sato Miwako thought of what Uehara Katsumi called her before we left last night, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise: "Okay, mom, don't worry so much, there's nothing wrong between me and him."
"Okay, since you are fine, mom is relieved."
Sato's mother, who was always paying attention to her daughter's expression, was satisfied. The rapid change of attitude made Sato Miwako puzzled——
Is it an illusion?
Why does she always feel that her mother is asking these questions out of drunkenness.
"Oh, by the way, one more thing."
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"Starting from today, Ireland will be temporarily responsible for the power in Tokyo. Gin, Belmode, and Kiel, the three of you will arrive in the United States on three planes, and then immediately transfer to France."
Tokyo, inside the winery’s new base.
The curtains in the huge living room were drawn, and the electronic sound of Rum on the TV screen was particularly serious: "As for the arrested Vodka and Uno Tadayoshi, I will send someone to deal with it separately."
"There is no need to go to such trouble. As long as the two of them provide valuable information, both the Japanese police and the Japanese public security will treat them as guests."
On the sofa, Gin, who didn't return until the morning after going out last night, didn't sleep at all, but there was no sign of fatigue on his brow: "After I made the decision to let Vodka disguise as the FBI, I made an agreement with him and Uno Tadayoshi. If If they are discovered by the police, the two of them will provide them with some information about the organization's stronghold."
"What did you say?"
Rum on the other end of the video call suddenly sped up: "Do you know what you're talking about, Gin?"
"I know very well, Rum."
Gin raised his hand, lowered the brim of his hat slightly, and shook the cigarette ashes with one hand: "Pretending to be the FBI is risky after all, and even I wasn't 100% sure, so I made two preparations at that time.
"I have long told Vodka what information can be sold once his identity is revealed and he is arrested. He needs to use this to exchange trust to save his life. The same is true for Uno Tadayoshi.
"Although there was an accident later, Vodka and Uno Tadayoshi could still use this hidden line to delay time and even gain trust to serve as tainted witnesses until our rescue arrived."
"I have a question."
On the single sofa beside him, Belmode, who had dyed nails, sneered unsurprisingly. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Shuiwu Lianna, who was sitting upright, and his smile gradually became playful: "I'm afraid Ireland's ability is not enough to control Tokyo or even the whole world. Japan’s power, Rum, are you sure he won’t make the trap bigger?”
"of course not."
Faced with Belmode's question, Rum responded very readily: "Ireland is really not capable enough, so I also sent Bourbon over, and he will handle the rest of the matter. Ireland mainly assists Bourbon in his operations. "
Shui Wulian: "..."
Bourbon?
The CIA agent with a sullen face once again made waves in his heart.
The smile on Belmod's face gradually brightened when he heard this code name: "Really, it turns out to be Bourbon, then it's okay."
Meanwhile, London, England, airport.
A blond young man with wheat-colored skin pulled a small suitcase, put on a baseball cap casually, looked at the destination Japan on the ticket, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Katsumi Uehara...
"Interesting, is there a police officer who can make Gin miss?"
