Sente Eiji's Black Friday

After a night of information explosion, the next day arrived as scheduled.

Early in the morning, Akai Shuichi took his breakfast and arrived at the address Eiji Kurosawa had sent him at [-]:[-] in the morning.

The ace investigator of the FBI spent most of the night thinking about how he should fight for favor if Bacardi became interested in his new subordinate.

Obviously, he didn't have any expectation of "I'll contact you tomorrow" that the man promised yesterday, and he didn't feel at ease at all because the two are now lovers.

He knew very well that Bacardi accepted him because he had a quality similar to gin, but this quality was not enough to make him obsessed with himself.

He must work harder in order to tie that man's heart...

However, to his surprise, the news from Bacardi arrived just as he was about to get up for exercise at five in the morning.

The mysterious member of the black organization wanted him to bring himself a hot breakfast, and sent an address, saying "this is where I live every day".

Akai Shuichi:!

Unexpectedly, a lot of progress has been made without doing anything!

what's the situation?Bacardi is actually willing to let himself set foot on his territory?

Could it be that I'm thinking about it again, but Bacardi actually has a pretty good impression of him?

Akai Shuichi brainstormed, but he didn't dare to delay in action. He bought breakfast from a nearby well-received store as quickly as possible, and drove the black Porsche that Kurosawa Eiji let him drive away yesterday, and arrived at Eiji. apartment.

Standing in front of the apartment door, Akai Shuichi secretly concentrated all his attention, preparing to show himself with all his strength after entering the door, and collect information by the way.

The door opened, and the long-haired man raised his head and showed the most natural smile, and greeted him: "Good morning, Mr. Eiji, I bought you porridge... What's the matter with you?"

His words came to an abrupt end, he frowned and looked at the pale blue-haired young man in the room, he couldn't help but step forward to support him: "Why is your complexion so bad? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah, no big deal, just a hangover."

Eiji Kurosawa answered listlessly, allowing him to drag himself into the room, "There is also a headache—a super pain."

"Headache? Then sit down and rest quickly." Akai Hideo pushed him to sit on the sofa, and then put the breakfast he brought on the coffee table.

Seeing all kinds of documents stacked casually on it, he didn't even look away, turned his head and touched Ying Er's forehead: "Do you have an appetite? Would you like something to eat?"

"Well...not for now, please pour me a glass of water, cold water is fine."

Eiji replied with a lack of interest, closed his eyes a little uncomfortable, and pointed in a direction: "The kitchen is over there."

"Okay." Akai Hideo went to the kitchen together, but instead of taking the water directly as Eiji said, he looked around and found a small pot to boil hot water.

The pan was clean and showed signs of regular use.The drain of the sink is still wet, and although the various seasonings are neatly arranged, they are all consumed to varying degrees.

Does Bacardi often cook?

Or...someone often comes here to cook for him?

No, no, when he took the water glass, he saw that there was only one set of tableware being drained in the cabinet, and the others were placed in another cabinet, even with a little dust on it.

Judging from the degree of ash fall, no one has used it for at least a year...

Akai Hideo's eyes flickered slightly.

...Is it just after Gin's death?

A certain cognition seems to be verified again.

The man withdrew his gaze, checked on his mobile phone how to take care of someone with a hangover and headache, and the hot water was ready.

After mixing a cup of hot water with a slightly higher temperature, and adding a little salt to sharpen his mouth, Akai Shuichi walked back to the living room and found that Kurosawa Eiji was already lying face down on the sofa, his hairy head was disheveled, and his throat was constantly Humming and chirping, the whole person capitalized the word "mourning".

Honestly, it's pretty cute.

The corners of the long-haired man's mouth quickly bent, and then he restrained his unkind smile, walked to the sofa and knelt down, and whispered in Ying Er's ear: "Mr. Ying Er, drink some water."

"Well."

Eiji Kurosawa answered vaguely, and he sat up and leaned against the back of the sofa, drooping his head listlessly and said, "Hey me..."

"Okay." Akai Hideichi smiled again at his pitiful appearance, and patiently fed him water.

Eiji paused after tasting the slightly salty warm water, and looked up at him without showing emotion.

Akai Shuichi's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't intend to explain or show off, but after feeding him water, he couldn't help but stroked the top of his furry hair: "Eat something? If you don't eat, your stomach will feel even more uncomfortable." of."

Ying Er leaned cross-legged on the sofa, Wen Yan didn't answer him directly, but tilted his head and said calmly: "I thought you would ask me why I drink so much."

Akai Shuichi paused, hesitated between the two answers of "This is Mr. Eiji's private matter, I don't think I can ask too much" and "Why do you drink so much wine", and his fingers were hooked.

He lowered his head, and rarely showed a trace of weakness due to discomfort. The young man stared straight at him, and there was a hint of nasal in his hoarse voice: "Ask me."

"..." Akai Hideichi's hooked little finger trembled slightly.

Is this... coquettish?

...Speaking of which, he once thought about what the relationship between Bacardi and Gin would be like.According to rumors, Gin is a rather cruel and unkind person, and is much older than Bacardi.

Then, when they get along, maybe one side is soft and cute, and the other side...

Akai Shuichi's eyes lowered imperceptibly.

Slowly, he hooked Eiji's fingers with his backhand, and held his whole hand in the palm of his hand, revealing the slightest strength that he had never had before.

He sat down next to Ying Er, but he didn't turn his eyes to look at him, but lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "So, what did you do last night, and why did you drink so much...Ei Er?"

The title, which is far more intimate than "Sir", blurted out naturally in the quiet atmosphere at the moment.

As he expected, Kurosawa Eiji did not express any disgust at all, instead he bent his eyes and smiled at him, his eyes sparkling slightly.

"Guess what? The newcomer Rum asked me to bring is Touai." He shook Akai Shuichi's hand and said so.

Akai Hideichi let him shake himself: "Through?"

"It's the clerk in the coffee shop yesterday." Kurosawa looked at him eagerly.

Akai Shuichi frowned, and immediately tightened his hand.

Obvious bad mood.

Ying Er giggled, grabbed his hand and moved closer: "What, are you jealous?"

"...So, what does this have to do with your drinking so much?"

Akai Hideichi turned his eyes away and did not answer the question. He seemed very indifferent, but the corners of his sharp lips were slightly pursed.

"Ahaha, you are really dishonest!" Seeing this, Eiji Kurosawa seemed very happy, and hugged his shoulders and kissed him intimately.

Akai Shuichi's body instinctively tensed up for a moment, then relaxed, and even took the initiative to kiss back with a little bit of dissatisfaction.

After all, he is the current real boyfriend, and it is only natural to kiss or be jealous, not to mention that this is a relationship crisis where the ex reappears and is suspected of poaching his corner.

And Akai Hideichi set himself up as an infatuated character who fell in love with Eiji at first sight, and even followed him into the dark world, but it can't be justified if it is too aggressive.

And imitate the temperament of gin...

"..."

After kissing Eiji, he was not sure whether to continue to be strong or turn cold, Akai Hideki paused.

imitate...?

...Is it really enough to imitate if you want to truly win Bacardi's heart?What's more, he actually didn't know how the real gin would be made.

Compared with the inferior substitutes, his truest mood is full of curiosity about Bacardi and the expectation of confronting him head-on...

The long-haired man's eyes dimmed, and after a moment's decision, he suddenly grabbed the back of Eiji's head, tilted his head and kissed him more deeply.

Eiji was taken aback for a moment, and before he could react, the man invaded his mouth, and he couldn't help but open his eyes a little bit, looking completely surprised.

But Akai Shuichi slightly hooked the corners of his lips, entangled his lips and tongue more and more passionately, plundered his breath domineeringly as if trying to compete, and sucked and kissed his lips and tongue that seemed to have magic power.

Eiji, who was rarely treated strongly, was stunned for a few seconds before he laughed again. He put one hand around the man's shoulder and the other around his thin waist. With five fingers, he gently combed his smooth long hair. The enthusiasm is not the same but very harmonious and gentle, tracing his thin and soft lips little by little, and the flexible tip of his tongue licking his sensitive palate.

This kiss was different from all of Shuichi Akai's previous experiences.

... tastes too good to be true.

A simple kiss, but in the seemingly affectionate, but secretly provocative devotion, it became more and more fiery. In the end, even Akai Shuichi didn't know whether he was pretending to be affectionate or really intoxicated.

He immersed himself in it briefly but indulgently, his chest was puffing up with heat, and the panting leaked from the intersecting lips and tongue made his cheeks hot.

He didn't want to end this too beautiful kiss until the base of his tongue was a little numb, but couldn't help but take a sexy pant and gently peck Eiji's lips tenderly.

A hand touched his cheek, and his callused thumb lightly pressed the corner of his lips to wipe away the ambiguous water stains.

Eiji Kurosawa looked at him from bottom to top, his brows and eyes were slightly soft: "Your lips are so hot."

Akai Shuichi calmed down his disordered breathing and heartbeat with a blushing face, and seeing that he didn't even disturb his breathing, he replied in admiration: "Your lung capacity is really good."

Really dissatisfied, it was the first time he met someone who surpassed him in both kissing skills and vital capacity.

Eiji chuckled, held his face and kissed him again: "It's okay, after all, my training is different from yours."

Akai Hideo's face froze, and the expression that had just softened immediately became complicated: "This means... are you very experienced?"

"Pfft——" Eiji couldn't help laughing, "It's serious training! If you don't train yourself to death, you will die on the battlefield. Where did you think?"

Akai Hideichi opened his eyes slightly, and unexpectedly showed a real look of astonishment, staring at his cheerful and bright smiling face a little unresponsively.

Before he opened his mouth to ask, Eiji seemed to mention it casually, casually dismissing this topic that hides a dark and heavy past, and continued the "explanation" that they had forgotten for a long time:

"It's actually like this: after I found out that the new subordinate was Tou yesterday, I thought of a way to give him to Belmode. But although that woman has a good relationship with me, she has a very bad personality. It takes a lot of wine to agree, it's too much!"

As he spoke, he was filled with righteous indignation, but his eyes seemed to pay attention to Akai Shuichi's face inadvertently, as if to confirm whether he still cared.

"..." Akai Shuichi patted his head with complicated emotions: "Thank you."

—Another thought confirmed.

Sure enough, Eiji Kurosawa's nature...is not "evil".

No matter what his purpose of pushing his ex away is, but just because he can consider his position and mood as a lover and force himself to drink for this reason, then he can't be said to be careless about this relationship.

Then, it is also appropriate to say thank you.

"You don't need to say thank you, you are my boyfriend now." The little cutie who was thanked immediately cheered up, and went to look for the breakfast he brought, "Ah, I feel better! Let me see you What did I buy... oh! Isn't this egg porridge super famous!"

Akai Hideo turned to one side, quietly watching the cheerful young man with his back turned to him, a bit unable to tell what mood he was in.

If this was acting, then how terrifying would Bacardi be, even the slightest changes in expression were done so vividly—after he changed his attitude toward him without a trace, and became natural and relaxed from the bottom of his heart , his expressions of surprise, surprise, encouragement and relief couldn't be more real.

Akai Shuichi prides himself on having a keen eye and a very precise intuition.If even he can't see the slightest part of acting, it can only mean that the Kurosawa Eiji I see now... is completely real.

The long-haired man was silent for a while, then turned his head and looked around the apartment he was in. When he saw the beautiful blue flowers on the windowsill and the potted plants trimmed into interesting hairstyles, he couldn't help but relax his usual stern expression , Even the sharp green eyes flashed a smile.

As far as he can see, Eiji is good at cooking and likes to cook, the room is clean and tidy, and there are lush green plants on the balcony-he is taking life seriously, and as far as today is concerned, he is serious Excited to be able to touch the real him.

In response, the self he revealed today is also true, otherwise he would not be able to explain why he felt cute from the bottom of his heart, and felt that he was extraordinarily clear, lively and agile today, without any fake acting skills.

Akai Shuichi recalled in a trance that three years ago at the FBI headquarters, he observed, secretly admired and looked forward to the "future subordinate" that was such Eiji.

That is to say... is this the real him?

The long-haired man turned his head and looked at the young man holding a bowl of porridge from the side. He was infected by the joy that arose just because of a bowl of porridge, and the mood that was erratic in the air suddenly settled down.

He felt that he should be right.

After removing the identity of the black-clothed organization on the outside, and the vigilance and fierceness brought by this identity, this 22-year-old youth is actually surprisingly innocent, and even the occasional off-line and childishness make people think he is cute, otherwise he would not There may be so many people who like him.

Sincere delivery is mutual, and Bacardi has the extremely rare friendliness, enthusiasm and tolerance that treat everyone equally.

It's just that at the same time, he has a ruthless trait that contradicts his nature, but is surprisingly easy to understand——

That is, anyone other than gin can't open his heart.

At least that's what Akai Shuichi observed so far.

At this moment, a voice that he didn't realize appeared vaguely in his heart——

He felt that a person like Gin was not worthy, nor qualified to be cherished by such Eiji.

He couldn't figure out what Eiji had gone through in the past that made him such a powerful, passionate and responsible person willingly get trapped in the muddy organization in black, and why he was so notorious. The gin is dead set.

Is it the war he just slipped out about?

...No, or is it that gin is actually the bait used by the Black Organization to tie Eiji?

Then, now that Gin is dead, this innocent and lovely young man should have a brighter future than most people.

His empathy should not be used by the black organization. He, who is better than himself, should forget about gin and wine, and go to see a wider world where he can display his talents better.

"Oh, by the way, Zhu Xing-chan, there is something I forgot to tell you."

The little cutie who was drinking porridge suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked back at Akai Shuichi with a guilty conscience.

"Well, for some reason, he seems to blame you for the fact that I pushed him out, and even the reason for breaking up with him..."

"That's it." Akai Shuichi replied flatly, raised his hand to pinch off a grain of rice stuck to his cheek, raised his eyes to meet his blank and regretful eyes, and couldn't help smiling confidently and calmly Smile: "It's okay, just let him come at me."

That's right, until he really got the child's heart... and made him better, he would not let anyone replace him and stand closest to the child.

As his legitimate boyfriend, he would not allow anyone to seduce him under his nose.

Absolutely not.