The word "deliberate indulgence" hit his heart, and it was difficult for Scotland to suppress the suspicion in his heart:
Did Kawakami Tsumugi not want to drag him into the water? If this is the case, one of the prerequisites for this matter is that Kawakami Tsumugi has good intentions towards him; the second prerequisite is Kawakami Tsumugi's identity...
A man crossed Scotland and walked upstairs. He turned back at the corner of the stairs and gave Scotland a strange look. Scotland then realized that it was inappropriate for him to stand in the middle of the stairs like this.
Scotland now has mixed feelings about Kawakami Tsumugi, but there is no evidence for his suspicion.
Soon, Scotland reached the top floor. He stood in front of their safe house and took out the key. Before he could take out the key, the door opened from the inside.
Kawakamiji poked his head out lively, showed a lazy smile, and said hello: "Are you back, Scotland?"
Something is wrong. Scotland's body stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal, and said with a smile:
"I thought you wouldn't be able to come back, Kashasha. After all, Gin said before that you can't protect yourself."
"That guy always likes to be alarmist," Kawakami said.
Scotland closed the door, and he looked at this strange "Kawakami Tsumugi" calmly - this person was definitely not Kawakami Tsumugi. When there was no mission, Kawakami Tsumugi was more willing to call him "Kage-kun".
Although this guy looks exactly like Kawakami Tsumugi, there is nothing wrong with him.
It should be someone sent by the organization who can disguise himself like this... Scotland knows someone who can do it.
"Have you had lunch?" Scotland asked casually, "What did you eat for lunch?"
"Lemon sugar rice?" After a few seconds of silence, Kawakami said.
Scotland said nothing and stared at the gray-haired young man. The latter's smile gradually faded away, and "Kawakami Tsumugi" asked: "How did you find out that something was wrong with me?"
"If it were Kashasha himself, he wouldn't even ask for my opinion when eating lemon sugar rice." Scotland explained gently, "He would just get to work, dear lady."
"Okay, I admit defeat." The gray-haired young man rolled his eyes, "Did he reveal his flaws in such a strange place... This guy is too difficult to play. Let me introduce myself, I am Belmod."
"I've heard about the famous Witch with a Thousand Faces for a long time." Scotland said, "I didn't know you were coming this time -"
"How sweet mouth."
Belmod suddenly interrupted his roundabout probing, and she laughed. It was a silver bell-like laughter that belonged to a young woman.
"This is my humanitarian rescue of Kashasha - he also warned me that if you find out who I am, you can't play tricks on you."
"Uh...thank you?"
"No need to thank you, you are indeed very cute." Belmode waved his hand smartly, "By the way, you can have anything for lunch, except lemon candy, dear Scotland."
Honey. Scotland couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. Out of spite, Tsumugi Kawakami called him that, but he didn't have such a creepy feeling.
Scotland watched Belmode return to his room—no, back to Kawakami Tsumugi's room. Kawakamiji really hates other people invading his territory.
And...humanitarian?
Scotland thought about Belmod's intentions, and he didn't believe a word she said.
The organization probably wanted to investigate Kashasha and see if they could find anything from his residence... But in that case, why did the organization let him back?
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Belmode entered Kawakami Tsumugi's room and she closed the door.
This trip is indeed for humanitarian help. Kashasha attaches great importance to the identity of "Kawakami Tsuyoshi" and needs to retain it.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Therefore, while Kashasha is recuperating due to the side effects of C750, Belmode wants to run his vest to make up for the other party's social vacancy.
Kashasha warned her many times not to play tricks on Scotland or use his identity to do weird things.
Belmode was sitting on the bed. The sheets were a pleasant dark gray, the same color as Kashasha's hair, without any wrinkles. Pillows and thin quilts of the same color were piled on top of each other.
She stretched and looked at the layout of the room.
She has done this behavior countless times. The reason why she still has this habit is because Kashasha likes to hide things in inconspicuous places.
For example, the bonus poster was stuffed into the gap between the closet and the wall, cat food and lemon candies were buried under the floor tiles, button bombs and Pikachu dolls were on the bedside table, and there were a few bullets stuffed in the Pikachu doll...
She has been playing a difficult three-dimensional find-the-difference game these days.
Even so, the room in Kashasha is simple and clean, just like a hotel model room.
The layout of a room often reveals a person's personality, but this room was characterless. The color of the sheets only reflected that Kashasha liked the color of his hair.
Putting aside those interesting little secrets, Kashasha's private space was quite depressing, and Belmod felt that she had a deeper understanding of Kashasha's twisted character.
The room has no windows but has a separate toilet and bathroom. To the left of the bed was a wardrobe, with several volumes of map-like things tied to it; to the right was a desk, with a row of portable bookshelves on the desk, and a row of books neatly arranged. Belmode glanced briefly, and there were several country’s characters.
She went to the bathroom to take a look again. It was also so clean that it was frighteningly clean. There wasn't even any hair or other accidentally left tissue.
She remembered that she found several rubber ducks containing unknown potions from the cabinet of the sink yesterday.
All in all, there was little to gain from this game of finding fault.
Belmod returned to the bed. She lay down comfortably and stared at the white ceiling. There was a chandelier in the center of the ceiling.
Kashasha did have quite a bit of privilege there, as he had protected Armagnac for so long without being organized.
Moreover, this guy was surprisingly honest and reported the matter to the organization honestly.
It's not difficult to destroy the corpse and eliminate the traces. Wouldn't it be enough to just kill the only insider, Mizuno Reina? Then when the reporting organization arrived at the scene, they only saw the burning warehouse. At best, this will result in ineffective supervision one after another.
So, I have no idea what this guy Kashasha is thinking...
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Scotland lingered for ten minutes before starting to prepare lunch.
In the past, at this time, Kawakami would sit in the kitchen and watch, occasionally helping out and chatting about some fun things.
He turned the fire. The range hood made a rumble. But Scotland still found it too quiet to get used to. At the same time, he didn't know how to get along with Belmode.
Humanitarian rescue...Scotland increasingly doubted whether he could ever see the intact Tsumugi Kawakami.
After finishing the meal, he knocked on Kawakami Tsumugi's door politely and summoned Belmod. Belmode tried to chat with him at first, but was perfunctorily passed by Scotland.
Finally, they finished their dinner in complete silence. At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the safe house.
"Who could it be?" Belmod asked briskly, his voice completely echoing that of Tsui Kawakami. He walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.
...Then I discovered that the cat's eyes were covered with ink.
This is a good thing that the real Kawakami did because he had a pinhole camera outside.
There was another knock on the door, and between knocks the man asked aloud: "Is Mr. Kawakami Tsumugi at home?"
A very familiar voice. Scotland behind Belmode froze in place for an instant. He wondered how to resolve this situation.
The person who knocked on the door was Matsuda Jinpei.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Thank you for raising a little moon, the reward from the vast and chaotic world, and the left of the stars, you, you, for raising a little moon, His Royal Highness the Prince of Black, and the monthly ticket of Diaohuaqiaolu
