It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

The air pressure around Gin seemed to be getting lower and lower, and Vodka and Chianti beside him quietly moved away.

Bertrand glanced at him, then whispered loudly to Vermouth: "It seems to be a mobile air conditioner. It seems that as long as Qin-chan is here in the summer, we don't have to worry about whether it will be hot~"

“Pfft—hahahahahahahahahahahaha—”

Vermouth said she really couldn't help it.

Gin clenched and unclenched his hand holding the gun, staring grimly at the boy who was covering his mouth and laughing in the arms of the blonde beauty. He put the gun back into his pocket in silence, then subconsciously took out a cigarette and was about to light it.

But his hand suddenly stopped, and he glanced at a certain minor. He put away the cigarette expressionlessly, turned his head to look at a large bottle of vodka, and said in a cold and unquestionable tone, "Go to the training room."

Vodka: "..."

I hugged the big but pitiful self with heartache.

Bertrand leaned in Vermouth's arms, turned his head in confusion and looked at their backs as they entered the training room one after the other, "Ah~ It turns out that Fu-chan made Qin-chan angry."

Vodka wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."

It's obviously your fault!

It was you who disappeared for a month and dared to tease Big Brother when you came back! But why was I the one who got beaten? !

Bertrand blinked his bright eyes, then turned around and started chatting with the three people who were still present. The scene was warm, harmonious and joyful.

"So where have you been for the past month?" Chianti, wearing headphones, looked at the boy who had brought out a bunch of snacks and started to eat them with real curiosity.

Chewing the crispy potato chips, Bertrand tilted his head and thought, "I don't know either."

Chianti: “?”

Vermouth raised her eyebrows slightly, "What did you do that you don't want to tell us?"

Bertrand shook his head, pinching a potato chip between his fingers. "No, I really don't know where I was this month, or what I did this month. Anyway, I suddenly realized that a month had passed after I saw the message."

He didn't lie, so don't slander him.

It was obvious that the boy was not lying. Vermouth couldn't help but frowned, then she loosened her brows without leaving a trace. She rubbed the boy's hair which was a little cold, "If you don't know, then you don't know. I'm glad that nothing happened to you."

Bertrand chuckled twice, squinted his eyes and nodded happily.

After they chatted for another ten minutes, the door of the training room was opened. Although Gin's expression still looked gloomy, he walked out with ease.

But it was not easy for Vodka later. He was covered with wounds from being beaten, but he had to act like nothing was wrong and even poured wine for his eldest brother.

After looking at Vodka who was pouring wine for Gin for three seconds, Bertranci quickly shifted his gaze to Gin, "Hey, Gin-chan, what do you want me to do?"

"Hmph, what happened a month ago is over long ago." Gin took a sip of wine and snorted coldly.

After thinking for a second, Bertrand's eyes lit up instantly, "Then can I leave?"

Glancing at the expectant boy, Gin sneered, "You wish. Just because that matter is over doesn't mean there won't be other tasks."

"..." Bertrand curled his lips and opened a new bag of potato chips and started eating. "What task is this? I won't do it if it's boring."