Gin doesn't want to work hard

"No need, bring him along too."

Vodka responded.

Kurosawa hung up the phone and focused on getting on his way.

The other end.

Seeing Vodka's expression, Amuro Tooru knew that Gin hadn't abandoned him.

He forced a fake smile and said to vodka, "Shall we go?"

Vodka glared at him but didn't argue. He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

Amuro Tooru then sat in the back seat.

The black Porsche merged into the flow of traffic and gradually disappeared from sight.

……

Kurosawa sped along, then made a stylish drift to a stop.

Stepping out of the car, Kurosawa took off his helmet, put his hat back on, tossed his trench coat aside, and strode toward the pharmaceutical factory not far ahead.

As usual, ignoring the doorman's greeting, Kurosawa arrived at his office without any hindrance.

Chianti and Cohen had already arrived, but knowing Kurosawa's temperament well, they naturally wouldn't enter without permission. They were standing on either side of the door, like two guardian deities.

Upon seeing Kurosawa arrive, the two immediately stood up straight.

"Gin!"

Kurosawa nodded to the two of them and went in first.

"Come in and talk."

Chianti and the other man exchanged a glance and followed at the same time.

The first thing Kurosawa did upon entering was look at the table.

In the past, if there was a task, some important documents would be printed out and placed on my desk.

However, since the boss has said he won't be giving him any more missions, there shouldn't be any on the table now...

Upon seeing the stack of documents on the table, Kurosawa's face darkened.

what happened!

Why is there more?!

How could the boss of a major multinational organization go back on his word?!

Kurosawa's murderous aura hissed and surged, causing the two people behind him to hold their breath and silently minimize their presence.

Chianti and Cohen exchanged a glance, and a sense of unease crept into their hearts as they recalled certain rumors they had overheard on the way.

Kurosawa strode to the table, picked up the documents, and casually flipped through them.

There aren't many tasks, about seven or eight.

Compared to before, there are indeed fewer.

Furthermore, most of the tasks have deadlines tonight, with only one being for tomorrow, and none after that.

It seems the big boss wasn't lying.

These tasks were probably sent before the boss issued his orders.

His vacation is still on!

Kurosawa put down the documents, and the chill around him gradually dissipated.

Chapter 15 Rumors

Seeing that Kurosawa's aura wasn't so intimidating anymore, Chianti hesitated for a long time before finally asking a question.

"Gin, are the rumors outside true?"

"Rumors?" Kurosawa took out a cigarette, lit it, and asked in a somewhat muffled voice.

Seeing this, Chianti hesitated before speaking.

"They said you offended that person and have been suspended..."

Kurosawa chuckled upon hearing this.

He'd love to be suspended.

However, daring to speak like that on his turf...

"Was it spread by Rum's men?"

Seeing Kurosawa's reaction, Chianti felt somewhat relieved.

After all, she was considered one of Gin's people, so if something happened to Gin, she probably wouldn't get any benefit from it.

Hearing Kurosawa's words, she nodded in agreement.

Kurosawa, having received his answer, took a deep drag of his cigarette and said calmly.

"Cripple him and throw him out."

Since he was still on holiday and in a good mood, he decided not to kill anyone.

Even though he was a model worker at the winery, he couldn't hide the fact that he hadn't had any tasks for three days.

Rum probably heard the news and came here specifically to annoy him.

It seems that I haven't been to the intelligence group for too long, which makes him think I'm capable again!

Kurosawa immediately decided that after his vacation, he would go to the intelligence group for a couple of rounds and catch a few lucky ones to add to the fun.

On the other side, upon hearing Gin's words, Cohen, who had been silent all along, quietly pushed open the door and walked out.

Seeing this, Chianti withdrew her foot and stood quietly beside Gin.

……

after a while.

Cohen is back, along with Vodka and Bourbon.

"Big Brother!" Vodka walked over to Gin, who was sitting in a chair, looking somewhat excited.

Amuro Tooru, who was following behind him, still had that same smile, but a dark glint flashed in his eyes.

Seeing their reactions, Kurosawa knew they had also heard the rumor.

Kurosawa glanced at Vodka, who reflexively shut his mouth, straightened his back, sucked in his stomach, and stood up straight.

Kurosawa then gestured to Amuro Tooru, who was walking at the back, to close the door before slowly speaking.

"I called you here to talk about this."

The group immediately perked up their ears and listened attentively.

"I don't have any tasks for you to handle in the next few days, so you can manage on your own. I'll contact you again when I have more tasks to complete."

These words seemed to confirm the rumor, and the people present were somewhat surprised.

Vodka and the other two didn't say much. They had followed Kurosawa for many years and knew him quite well. Seeing his calm tone, they could guess that the matter was not a big problem, so they simply stopped thinking about it.

But Amuro Tooru is different.

I had only heard of Gin's reputation before, and had only had a few real interactions with him. My impression of Gin was still based on rumors.

Given his undercover identity, I couldn't help but start thinking.

Judging from Gin's words, he won't have any missions for the next few days...

So, is it true that he was suspended from his post?

But judging from Gin's current state, he doesn't seem to be experiencing negative emotions such as irritability, sadness, or anger; in fact, he seems... happy?

Amuro Tooru was startled by his own guess.

Everyone knows that Gin is a well-known workaholic. Since he got his codename, he has basically never rested and has been constantly on the go between various missions.

Being suspended from duty at this point, no matter what, shouldn't elicit feelings of happiness.

No, that shouldn't be the case.

Amuro Tooru denied his own conjecture.

He scrutinized Kurosawa, trying to discern something from his face.

The overly direct gaze successfully caught Kurosawa's attention.

Amuro Tooru subconsciously tried to look away, but quickly looked back and stared straight at Kurosawa.

Kurosawa stubbed out his cigarette and looked at Amuro Tooru expressionlessly.

The atmosphere between the two became somewhat awkward for a moment.

“I remember you came from Rum, right? Bourbon.”

Before Vodka could react, Chianti and Cohen were already glaring at Amuro Tooru with unfriendly expressions.

Amuro Tooru was tense all over, but his smile didn't fade. His tone seemed a little helpless. "What? Rum asked me to come and stay with you for a while. I can't really refuse."

“Don’t you know? The rumors outside were spread by Rum’s men.” Chianti revealed a malicious smile.

Cohen took two steps back, blocking the doorway.

Amuro Tooru raised his hands in surrender.

"Hey, hey, I haven't contacted Rum since I got here. This has nothing to do with me!"

Kurosawa remained noncommittal.

He knew, of course, that Amuro Tooru was innocent, but did that have anything to do with him wanting to have some fun?

It's impossible to kill him outright; after all, he's a useful tool.

In addition, he's in a good mood right now and doesn't want to kill anyone.

But losing a hand or something wouldn't be a big deal, right?