Model worker and his little darling

Gin looked at Hirai and curled his lips slightly. It felt good to watch a kid mess with someone else.

Seeing Taira no Kiyoshi start messing with Rum, Karasuma Renya also had a smile on his face.

"I'll prepare the gift, Kiyoshi Kodaira. Are you satisfied now?"

Pingqing nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes, Uncle, you're the best, you're the best in the world."

"While you and Gin were away, I handled everything. Now, shouldn't you help me share the burden?"

Pingqing paused in his movements; Rum really wasn't willing to suffer even the slightest loss.

“Uncle, you’ve worked hard these past few days, but it’s all for the sake of the organization. Besides, I don’t think I need to worry about my own affairs; let them fight it out themselves.” After saying that, Ping Qing raised his voice and shouted into the camera, “Grandpa, I think you should be promoted and given a raise.”

Rum smiled at Ping Qing, "None of that matters. When you have time, go to Base 3. I'll be waiting for you there."

Pingqing nodded, "Yes, I will definitely go when I have time."

There's definitely no time; Rum can't just kidnap him, can he?

After a long day of fussing, Pingqing was exhausted. He glanced at the seat next to Rum and was about to sit down when Vermouth beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.

Heiji glanced at Gin, but still sat down next to Vermouth.

"Little Qingqing, do you remember? When you were little, you used to call me Mom."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing shuddered, a bad feeling instantly washing over him.

"Now that you're with Gin, I don't want anything more, I just want to hear Gin call me 'Mom' a couple of times."

Gin's anger, which he had just suppressed, surged up again.

Pingqing immediately stood behind Vermouth and began massaging her shoulders; he hadn't expected his sister to have this trick up her sleeve.

"Sigh, looks like Gin still doesn't want to, tsk tsk..."

Sensing the growing chill emanating from Gin, Taira Kiyoshi quickly offered him comforting glances.

"Mom, how was the pressure I used on your shoulders? Are you satisfied?"

"Mom, you've just recovered from a serious illness, I think you should go back and rest first. Shall I take you home now?"

"mom……"

"mom……"

Pingqing called out several times in a row. Anyway, she had called out to her mother when she was a child. After living with her sister for so many years, it wouldn't hurt for her to call her "Mom".

Vermouth looked at Pingqing helplessly, "Alright, stop shouting, I don't want to hear you shout."

"Sister, please don't make things difficult for Gin."

Upon hearing this, Vermouth glanced at Gin, who was radiating murderous intent, and gritted her teeth. "Bastard, you've tricked my little one into now being completely devoted to him."

"Little Qingqing, let me tell you something. Back in America, a lot of girls liked Gin. I saw some girls throwing themselves at him. I heard that after he went to Japan, a lot of people liked him too."

Gin stood up abruptly, staring at Vermouth, his voice cold, "Vermouth, mind your own business."

Unfazed by the murderous intent surrounding him, Vermouth chuckled lightly, "Gin, what are you trying to do?"

Pingqing glanced at his sister, then at Gin, and heard the old man's soft laughter. This was really bad.

Taking a deep breath, Pingqing grabbed Gin's hand and pulled him back onto the sofa.

Gin glanced at Vermouth, snorted, and turned away, ignoring her.

Seeing the atmosphere reach a stalemate and feeling exhausted, Pingqing knew that his sister had really provoked Gin to jump up.

Seeing that Vermouth was about to speak, Pingqing immediately let out a wail, "Can't you have some pity on me?"

Seeing this, Vermouth swallowed the words she wanted to say and just stared at Pingqing.

Ping Qing was taken aback; that look in his eyes was so complicated that he couldn't understand it.

"Uncle, shouldn't we get down to business now?"

Pingqing sprawled on the sofa, looking at Rum. Surely he couldn't have just come here to watch the show.

Could it be that Rum became the old man's confidant by gossiping with him?!

Rum coughed lightly. "It's nothing important, we can talk about it later."

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

He couldn't stay in this place for even a minute longer.

Just as I was about to get up and leave, the old man spoke up, saying that the organization had developed something new that was about to be launched on the market, and that Vermouth should be in charge of it.

Let Rum negotiate some kind of cooperation...

After listening for a few minutes, Pingqing simply stuffed paper into his ears. He couldn't hear anything, and that was none of his business. He wasn't going to cause trouble for himself.

Alas, at the bottom of the food chain, when will he be able to rise above his humble origins and sing his praises?

Ugh, what a mess this is! All they do is torture him every day.

After sighing and complaining for a long time, the boss finally arranged everything. Ping Qing felt incredibly overwhelmed. Was he really that busy lately?

Fortunately, in the end, nothing really involved him.

It was already dark when I went outside.

"Little Qingqing, come visit your sister sometime, I have something to ask you."

After saying that, Vermouth blew a kiss to Hirai, "Remember your promise to your sister, okay? I'm off now."

Pingqing waved her paw helplessly and said goodbye listlessly, "Goodbye, sister."

After turning around and getting into the car, he saw Gin with a dark face and Vodka looking curious. Tied and weary, he gestured for Vodka to drive quickly.

Seeing that Taira no Kiyoshi looked listless, Gin pulled him directly into his arms.

Heiji glanced at Gin, his face still dark.

He sighed and leaned on Gin's shoulder. Things had developed in a way that was beyond his expectations, and he didn't know how to tell Gin.

Vodka glanced at the two people embracing in the back seat, wondering what they were saying that made his older brother have such a dark expression.

He was becoming increasingly curious about Yu Shi's identity and background. It seemed that Rum and Vermouth were quite familiar with Yu Shi. Come to think of it, Yu Shi was considered a member of their team, but he had never attended any meetings or anything like that.

Suddenly, Vodka remembered that a few days ago, Sylla and a few others had invited him for drinks. Cohen guessed that the Imperial Deer was related to a big shot in the organization, and Sylla thought so too.

Because it concerned her older brother, Chianti didn't dare to casually spread what they had seen, after all, they knew how ruthless her brother was. Besides, there was also the ruthless Royal Deer, whom they called the devil in the interrogation room.

Pingqing noticed that Vodka had been stealing glances at them several times, with a strange smile on his face, clearly thinking about what was going on between him and Gin. Tsk, Vodka seems to know a bit too much. Looks like he should have a good talk with Vodka sometime.

Vodka grinned when he saw Pingqing looking at him, then abandoned those random thoughts and focused on driving.

Upon arriving at the safe house, Vodka watched his older brother lead the deer away and quickly left.

As soon as he entered the room, Heikiri was pinned against the wall by Gin.

Although it was completely dark, Hirai could still feel Gin watching him.

"Koto-chan~, what's wrong?"

Gin didn't say anything, but grabbed Hirakiyo's chin and kissed him.

Pingqing reached out and hugged Gin, sighing inwardly. Gin had been quite provoked today.

Feeling a little better after receiving a warm response from Hirakiyo, Gin reached out to unbutton Hirakiyo's clothes.

Hirai reached out to block him, and Gin snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Thorn-"

"Damn it, Gin, my clothes."

"I have money, I'll buy it for you."