Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 95 Gin, Eat shit!

Kitahara Natsuyu pondered for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Do you offer the five social insurances and one housing fund?"

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Upon hearing this, Gin, Tequila, Vermouth, and Cohen and Chianti, who were receiving the communication through their headsets, were all filled with questions.

The "five insurances and one fund" refer to pension insurance, basic medical insurance, unemployment insurance, work injury insurance, maternity insurance, and housing provident fund.

Gin was completely baffled by Gastly's request.

What would a demon like you need this for? You're not human.

If you have money but can't trade with others, what's the point of having money?

Besides, giving money to ghosts is a real waste.

“I can refuse, but you can’t refuse to give it to me; this is a matter of principle.” Kitahara Natsuyu revealed his pearly white teeth.

Gin:
At this time.

Vermouth, sitting in the car, stared at Gastly outside and seemed to have overheard something.

Given Gastly's wicked nature, could it be that it's toying with the piano?!
That's for sure.

Thinking of this, Vermouth wore a gloating expression.

As the saying goes, we should share both good times and bad. It's time to let Gin experience being bullied by Gastly.

It's not fair that she's the only one being bullied.

Suddenly, Tequila, standing nearby, voiced Gin's question: "Why would a ghost like you need social insurance and housing fund?"

After looking at his mouth speaking, Gin silently took a drag of his cigarette and stared at Gastly.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu looked at the agave as if it were an idiot.

Tequila noticed Gastly's gaze and became somewhat embarrassed and angry: "What kind of look is that!"

"Looking at an idiot with that kind of gaze," Kitahara Natsuyu said calmly.

"you!!!"

Upon hearing this, Agave's face turned ashen, but she was helpless.

The situation is now beyond their control. Last time, he was defeated by a single glance, but this time Gastly has displayed other powers, severely intimidating them.

He didn't dare to act rashly.

Even sacrificing oneself for the organization requires the right methods. No one will remember you for mindlessly throwing your life away like this.

Moreover, he has not yet fulfilled his ambitions.

Replace vodka!
“Sure, the five social insurances and one housing fund are no problem,” Gin said.

The mere five social insurances and one housing fund are not a problem for their organization, nor do they pose any burden.

For these members, the basic monthly salary is one million yen, not including other benefits.

So money is no problem.

"I want weekends off and I don't accept any form of overtime," Kitahara Natsuyu said again, rolling his round eyes.

This time, a question mark appeared on Gin's forehead again.

No way, you actually think this is a legitimate company? You actually expect to have weekends off and no overtime? What are you thinking?

He himself didn't even receive that kind of treatment.

After losing vodka, he was extremely busy, going out to work every night, sometimes working non-stop, and his hair turned quite a bit white.

So this matter...
"can!"

You're strong, so I'll give you this face.

Besides, this ghost is quite easy to talk to; this is a golden opportunity, and one that won't come again.

They'll fool whoever they can.

As for what happens in the future, I'll leave that to my future self and have faith in the future.

Kitahara Natsuyu was somewhat surprised that he would agree to such an outrageous request. Did he covet me that much?

Gin: You smell so good!
"What else do you want?"

"I want ten million yen in gold as my monthly salary and two hundred days of paid vacation a year."

"Apart from that, I only work eight hours a day. I decide for myself when I'm at work, and you're not allowed to interfere. That's it."

Kitahara Natsumi began reading, completely disregarding Gin's increasingly dark expression.

And that was the effect he wanted, because he was simply toying with Gin.

"Knew it!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Vermouth couldn't help but think to herself, "My guess was right after all. This guy was just playing with Gin and then swindling him out of his gold."

"What a shameless guy, but I enjoy watching this."

Although she hates Gastly, it doesn't stop her from watching Gin get his comeuppance.

"enough!"

At this moment, Gin could no longer hold back. His deep voice echoed in all directions as he raised his hand, the dark barrel of his gun aimed at Gastly.

"You're kidding me!"

Gin is not slow at all; on the contrary, he is very perceptive. However, he was stunned by Kitahara Natsuhiro, who is a demon, and his mind was not quite ready to react.

Now, his mind was completely clear, and he realized that the guy in front of him was just playing him and had no intention of joining the organization at all.

"Hehehe," Kitahara Natsuyu laughed loudly, a cold wind emanating from his body, and his body flew up with the force: "You're really stupid, believing the words of a ghost. How did you get to this position?"

Gin was speechless.

After all, it was his first time seeing a ghost, so he just underperformed. He won't do it again next time.

"Cohen, Chianti, make your move!"

Gin growled, and Chianti and Cohen, who were hiding in the shadows, immediately pulled the trigger. Bullets from hundreds of meters away shot toward Kitahara Natsuyu.

call out!
The bullet flew out.

"Go to hell! You damned bastard."

Chianti was excited after firing the shot. She used to kill people, but this time she was hunting ghosts, which made her feel particularly thrilled.

And last time, for some reason, she and Cohen were unable to fire the gun, but this time it's different.

Gastly raised itself up slightly, leaving it with no cover, allowing them to fire freely.

"Die! Monster!"

Gin looked up at Gastly in front of him, a sinister smile spreading across his face.

Vermouth, standing to the side, disagreed.

She didn't think a sniper rifle could kill Gastly, after all, Gastly was acting far too confidently.

The next second, two bullets fired from different directions pierced through Kitahara Natsuhiro's body.

But Kitahara Natsuyu still stood proudly in mid-air, looking down at Gin and the others below, a hint of mockery on his face.

what? !

Apart from Vermouth, everyone else looked horrified.

They never expected it to be immune to even sniper rifles; it truly is a monster!

Even Gin found it extremely troublesome, even more so than Shuichi Akai.

"No way, no way, you don't actually think you can kill me with this toy, do you?!"

"I'm an old ghost who's been around for hundreds of years, you guys really don't respect me at all!" Kitahara Natsuyu laughed arrogantly.

A ghost that's hundreds of years old?

Vermouth's eyes flickered a few times upon hearing this, but she did not get out of the car to help.

Suddenly, Kitahara Natsuyu glared at Gin below and unleashed his hypnosis.

"Don't move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gin stopped moving and remained standing in the firing stance, but his face didn't show the expression of a puppet; instead, it was contorted with rage. Kitahara Natsuhiro sensed that Gin's will was resisting his hypnosis.

"Gin is actually struggling with my hypnosis. His resistance is much higher than that of Vodka and Tequila."

"But that's all there is to it. Once I level up a few more times, Gin will be able to take me just a glance."

The hypnosis failed to control Gin because he was too weak, not because Gin was too strong.

Bang!
Just then, a shot rang out.

"Huhu."

Gin knelt on the ground, panting heavily, veins bulging on his forehead, his face covered in cold sweat.

He covered his left arm with his right hand, and blood flowed from the hole in his left arm, dripping down his sleeve and staining the floor red.

It turns out that the bullet wasn't aimed at Kitahara Natsuhiro, but rather Gin shot himself.

While he resisted the hypnosis with his willpower, he took the opportunity to shoot himself, letting the pain awaken his dormant will.

He succeeded.

The pain did indeed render the hypnosis ineffective, but it also cost Gin an arm, significantly reducing his fighting ability.

"Great!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro was generous in praising Gin, his enemy.

"You are the first person who can resist hypnosis. I'll remember your name, Gin."

At this moment, Gin had no time to listen to Kitahara Natsuhiro's praise.

Although he had broken free from Kitahara Natsuyu's hypnosis, he still suffered from a splitting headache due to the hypnosis, as if someone was banging drums and gongs inside him, and his temples were throbbing.

Coupled with the wound on his arm, he was too weak, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The loyal henchman Tequila immediately came to Gin's side, looking concerned.

"Grenade."

Gin gasped for breath and slowly uttered two words.

Upon hearing this, Tequila paused for a moment, then immediately pulled out a grenade from his person, pulled out the pin, and threw it out.

Gin stood up, blocking Tequila's path, and stared ahead.

Kitahara Natsuyu raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Gin has figured things out. No wonder he's the only one in the distillery who actually works hard; he's got some skills.

"go with!"

Kitahara Natsuyu casually conjured a ghostly flame and rammed it into the grenade.

Boom!

The will-o'-the-wisp collided with the grenade, detonated in mid-air, and caused a massive explosion.

The smoke and dust from the explosion enveloped Kitahara Natsuyu, Gin, and the others.

At the same time, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground could be heard amidst the smoke.

boom!
Pale blue light burst forth from Kitahara Natsuyu, spreading in all directions, and the surrounding smoke was all blown away, as if a whirlwind had swept through.

He floated in mid-air, watching the car drive away, but chose not to chase after it.

The purpose of this trip was simply to toy with Gin and take his gold; there was no intention to kill anyone.

If he kills Gin and the others, who will fight against Amuro Tooru, Akai Shuichi, and Conan?

Moreover, he doesn't lack that kind of soul; what he lacks is fun.

"However, the flames can indeed cause me a little damage, but it's not a big problem."

Gastly is immune to Normal and Fighting-type moves, but not Fire-type moves.

He wasn't immune to the explosion from the grenade, but it couldn't cause him too much damage either, especially since he had his ultimate defensive move.

Unless Gin bombards him relentlessly in an Apache helicopter, he won't be able to be taken down.

"Go home and get some sleep. Hopefully, I can withdraw money from Gin again next time."

Kitahara Natsuyu muttered something, then pried off a bloodstained piece of floorboard and disappeared into the darkness.

Shortly after Kitahara Natsuyu and Gin left, his younger brother, a Devil Fruit user, reappeared in this area.

At this moment, Vermouth floored the accelerator and sped off at breakneck speed.

Tequila sat in the passenger seat, while Gin, Cohen, and Chianti sat in the back.

As for their other car, it had already been abandoned; they didn't have time to drive them all away.

However, it's not a big problem; they're all using fake license plates, so even the Metropolitan Police Department won't be able to find anything.

"Gin, are you alright?"

Chianti bandaged Gin's wound.

Upon hearing this, Gin's face twitched. He took a deep breath and endured the pain, saying, "I'm not going to die yet."

He was only affected by a hypnotic spell and a bullet; the bullet didn't hit any vital organs and wouldn't kill him.

As for hypnosis, he thinks a few days of vacation should be enough.

"That's good." Chianti nodded. "What do we do now? Should we go straight back to base, or go to another base?"

Because of the grenade, it will definitely trigger an investigation by the Metropolitan Police Department and cause some trouble.

Rushing back to the current base could pose hidden dangers.

“Go to another base, and then have Sherry relocate. We can’t stay at the original base any longer,” Gin said. “Tequila.”

He wasn't sure if the grenade would kill Gastly, and if it didn't, he needed to be prepared for a counterattack.

If they go back to Sherry's base now, they might be inviting trouble. So they should go to another base first, get Sherry to move there, and then burn down the base using the same trick as before.

Although it pained him, Gin had no choice but to do it for his safety.

“Okay, I’ll inform Sherry right away.”

Tequila nodded, took out his phone, and dialed Sherry's number.

Toot toot.
A few seconds later, the call was connected.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Tequila?"

Shirley leaned back in her chair, staring at the computer screen, and answered the phone.

"Sherry, move to another base immediately!"

"Huh?" Shirley was a little dumbfounded.

She's only been at this base for a short time, barely settled in, and now they're making her change bases again? What are you guys doing?

etc.
Shirley suddenly remembered that Cohen, Chianti, and Tequila had all come to the base that afternoon and then left.

So many codenamed members going out together must mean there's a big operation going on, but now they're suddenly being transferred, so the operation must have failed.

The entity that could cause their operation to fail must be Mr. Ghost.

Thinking of this, Shirley smiled slightly, her legs, wrapped in stockings, stretched out straight, and her round, white toes twitched a few times, stretching out.

comfortable!
She was pleased that Gin had been thwarted, and she would be even happier if something happened to Vermouth as well.

You've come looking for trouble with me, now you're getting what you deserve!

"Transfer first, we'll deal with the rest once we get to the new base."

"I hope you behave yourself, Sherry!"

Suddenly, Gin's voice came through the phone, which made Sherry tense up again.

"okay, I get it."

Shirley nodded and hung up the phone, but the smile on her face never disappeared.

Well done, Mr. Ghost!
(End of this chapter)