Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Furiya Rei is very serious and thorough in his work. Since Matsuda and the others have decided to take action against Shiraishi Masato, he lets them do it.

Shiraishi Masato is no longer valuable, so it's best to keep him as a training ground for his peers. After experiencing all the ups and downs, in the first year of the Science Academy, they will realize that under the halo of the protagonist, the ups and downs they experienced... were all caused by their peers.

Well, as for the guardian's perverted thoughts, he was too lazy to read them.

"All plans should include the worst-case and most unlikely contingencies and solutions. Edrador is cautious and suspicious, so be careful not to accidentally capsize the boat." Fōtani Rei warned.

Matsuda Jinpei rolled his eyes and sneered, "The boat capsized like you did?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, I spoke too quickly and hurt Jyouguchi.

He opened his mouth, his eyes filled with guilt, and tried to apologize, but then he heard the blond say sarcastically, "It's better than sending your own child to such a disaster."

Jinpei Matsuda: Huh?

He instinctively retorted: "It's better than getting yourself covered in injuries!"

After he finished arguing with him, he realized that the blond bastard's reaction was wrong. Was this the sign of being pulled into bed? This was clearly the sign of being tricked.

Matsuda Jinpei frowned and asked bravely, "Tell me honestly, what's going on between you and Shiraishi Masato?"

The dark history was brought up again, and Furuya Rei said with a green face and gritted teeth: "We stabbed each other in the back. That bastard had a bad temper and deliberately tore my clothes, causing Hiro to misunderstand. I can't explain it clearly."

Matsuda Jinpei believed it immediately. He said, how could a blond-haired girl allow herself to become a prey to be ravaged?

He was a gorilla when he was in the police academy.

In addition, the misunderstanding at Villa Aquavit was a precedent, so he easily determined that what Jōtani said was true.

Thinking of Morobushi who had passed on false information, Matsuda Jinpei looked strange.

Does Boss Jing really not believe it or is he just pretending not to believe it to tease his blond friend?

It seems like you guys are playing a very novel game.

His brows relaxed, the heaviness in his eyes dissipated, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and laughed heartily: "You deserve it, blond bastard! You have come to this day!"

He remembered Hagi describing to him and the squad leader the scenes he had heard from Boss Jing. When he first heard it, he was full of anger and hatred, but now he was full of gloating and ridicule.

He laughed heartily for a long time, then, despite the sound of his teeth grinding in hatred, pretended to ask casually, "Blond bastard, after being misunderstood by Boss Jing, did he become scary?"

Furiya Rei thought about the low pressure and terrifying aura surrounding Yukunran these past few days, and felt a chill on the back of his neck. He angrily said, "Curly-haired idiot, if you laugh at me again, I'll lock Hagiwara up for another half a month."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Matsuda Jinpei complained bitterly, "Damn authority monster! I'm asleep!"

He hung up the phone directly, rubbed his messy curly hair, went to the child's room, opened the door, looked at the child who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly laughed.

The smile was bright and gentle, full of hope.

Even though the road ahead is filled with thorns, fate is harsh, and the moon is cold and the sun is warm, we are still trying to be kind to ourselves.

enough.

11 month 30 day.

After waking up early in the morning, Shuichi Akai washed up and sat in the living room waiting for dinner.

Scotland is busy in the kitchen at this moment. Scotland is a very good cook. During the past few years of cooperation, he was always able to get a bite or two of food, even if it meant enduring the other party's cold eyes.

As time passed, a sound came from the side.

He looked back and saw that Amuro-kun was wearing a white shirt and a slim black vest. The bow tie on his neck was held down by a purple-gray gem, making him look noble and elegant.

As if he noticed someone was looking at him, he suddenly turned his head, his purple-gray eyes carrying a cold sharpness and strong aggressiveness.

After realizing it was an acquaintance, he instantly suppressed the emotion in his eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, revealed a fake smile, and walked over with a brisk pace, his tone gorgeous and low: "Lei, why do you look like you've seen a ghost? Did you do something wrong?"

Akai Shuichi:......

His face was indifferent and motionless, but if you looked closely at his eyes, you would find that he was stunned.

Why did Amuro-kun suddenly become different?

No, this isn't the first time.

The first time he met Amuro-kun, he was a childish, pure-white detective who didn't understand the ways of the world.

The second meeting was very brief. There was an unconcealable tiredness and hesitation between Amuro's brows, and he looked as dazed as a bird trapped in a cage.

The third meeting came three years later. He was blind and fragile, as if all his pride had been broken, and only the stubbornness kept him from decaying in the darkness.

As a result, when we met for the fourth time this morning, Amuro-kun looked completely different. He was surrounded by a mystery and danger very similar to Vermouth. The look in his eyes was cold and aggressive, and even the upturned corners of his mouth seemed both good and evil.

Just looking at this person, you will feel danger and strength, it is a tit-for-tat confrontation with equal strength.

Is this right?

Wait, Amuro-kun's eyes are healed?

hiss--

Shuichi Akai almost fell over. They met four times, and each time was different.

Do you have quadruplets in your Amuro family, or are there different monsters hidden in this human skin?

Shuichi Akai: “…” His face froze.

He swept away the chill that suddenly rose in his heart, hid the inquiry in his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and curled the corners of his mouth with interest: "Amuro-kun, you sound very experienced."

"Call me Bourbon." Furuya Rei glanced at Akai Shuichi coldly, "I don't know you well."

Unfamiliar?

This word was like a winter thunderbolt, knocking on Akai Shuichi's head, and he blurted out: "Multiple personalities?!"

Suddenly, he saw Bourbon's disguised friendliness disappear. He stared at him with a cold, half-smiling gaze. His tone was long, like a warning and a reminder: "Ley, overthinking will age you quickly and shorten your life. Europeans and Americans should be even more careful."

Shuichi Akai didn't take the elementary school-like attack seriously at all.

He said lightly: "In fact, I am of mixed race and have Asian ancestry."

Fūya Rei immediately looked offended, and just as he was about to fight back, he heard Yuujinran's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Bourbon, help me serve the food."

Fūya Rei's hedgehog-like aura instantly subsided. He glared at Akai Shuichi and walked over: "I'm coming."

He walked a little faster, which caused a sharp pain in his tailbone. The corner of his eye twitched and he slowed down his pace.

Shuichi Akai, who had been watching him, noticed this unnaturalness, paused slightly, and carefully observed some inconsistencies in his words and actions.

As Fūya Rei was walking towards the kitchen, he suddenly noticed an unknown gaze lingering around his waist.