Gin doesn't want to work hard

Looking at the thick stacks of documents, Vodka sighed, took another sip of coffee to perk himself up, and resignedly began organizing the previous materials.

……

Meanwhile, Kurosawa, whom Vodka thought was sleeping, was happily playing a game.

After seeing Bourbon off, having a "pleasant" chat with Rum, and giving Vodka a task, Kurosawa originally wanted to wash up and go to bed.

But as he passed by the game room, Kurosawa happened to remember a single-player game he had recently acquired, and decided to play a couple of rounds.

Once you start playing, you can't stop.

(Kurosawa: The game started it!)

As for sleeping?

Kurosawa declared that sleeping during a precious vacation is a waste of time!!

After controlling his character through the final level, Kurosawa put down the controller with satisfaction and stretched.

I glanced at the time; it was already seven in the morning.

A wave of hunger washed over him, and Kurosawa decided to go out and find something to eat.

He got up, casually tied his loose hair back, grabbed a coat and put it on before heading out.

"Click!"

The door opened, and Kurosawa bumped into a dark-skinned man who was crouching furtively in front of the door.

The two stared at each other in silence, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Kurosawa broke the silence first, his tone enigmatic.

"Mr. Amuro, I never knew you had this kind of hobby..."

Kurosawa instantly transformed into a dramatic character, looking at Amuro Tooru with a mixture of surprise, wariness, and disdain.

Before Amuro could explain, Kurosawa continued.

"But don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"You don't need to feel inferior. After all, sexual orientation is not something you can decide for yourself, and liking the same sex is not a big deal."

As Kurosawa spoke, he unsurprisingly saw Amuro Toru's face turn a deep red.

"Wait, I'm not..."

"You don't need to explain, I understand!"

Kurosawa interrupted Amuro Tooru.

"I……"

Amuro Tooru's expression grew increasingly grim. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Kurosawa gave him no chance.

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything today."

After saying that, without waiting for Amuro Tooru's response, Kurosawa slammed the door shut.

Amuro Tooru gritted his teeth and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"What's going on in this kid's head?! His sexual orientation is perfectly normal!!"

Before Amuro Tooru's hand could land on the door, it was opened again.

"Mr. Kurosawa..."

Amuro Tooru's words were interrupted yet again.

"Mr. Amuro, although I won't comment on your own orientation, I still want to tell you that we are impossible!"

"If you're really looking for a partner, I heard there's a bar on the next street that's specifically for people like you. You could check it out!"

After Kurosawa finished speaking, he nodded to Amuro Tooru in a friendly manner, his eyes filled with encouragement, but he raised his hand to close the door.

"boom!"

Amuro Tooru slammed his hand against the door, forcing a smile.

"Mr. Kurosawa, can you listen to me?"

Kurosawa immediately took a step back, watching Amuro Tooru warily, and secretly reached into his pocket.

"Mr. Amuro, please have some self-respect, or I'll call the police!"

Amuro Tooru took a deep breath, desperately suppressing the urge to beat up Kurosawa, and took two more steps forward.

Kurosawa immediately stepped back, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Kacha!"

Amuro Tooru felt as if a string in his mind had snapped. He took a few steps up to Kurosawa, grabbed him by the collar, and roared.

"I told you I'm not gay!!!"

……

A few minutes later, Amuro Tooru sat on the sofa in the living room.

Kurosawa came out of the kitchen, brought out two cups of coffee, and placed one of them in front of Amuro Tooru.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Amuro, I misunderstood you."

"……fine."

Amuro Tooru's expression twisted for a moment, but he quickly managed a smile.

Kurosawa looked at the smiling Amuro Tooru and, under the guise of drinking coffee, gave a bored smirk.

Bourbon has amazing mental fortitude; he recovered so quickly. No wonder he's an undercover agent!

I was hoping to see even more amusing expressions and reactions from him, what a pity~

It's alright, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Since he's been so proactive in coming up to me, I won't blame him for being impolite...

As if struck by a sudden thought, a hint of pleasure flashed in Kurosawa's eyes, and he looked at Amuro Tooru as if he were looking at a rare toy.

Amuro Tooru looked back alertly, and Kurosawa returned his gaze with an inquiring look.

Amuro Tooru looked away in confusion, feeling somewhat self-doubting.

Kurosawa curled the corners of his lips, then leaned back lazily on the sofa and interrupted Amuro Tooru's thoughts.

"Mr. Amuro, I didn't know you came here?"

Chapter 7~Sherry

Upon hearing Kurosawa's question, Amuro Tooru subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice and happened to catch a fleeting smile on his face.

Seeing Kurosawa's serious, innocent yet puzzled expression, Amuro Tooru's brow twitched.

Stop playing innocent! This person just laughed, didn't they? They definitely laughed!

His actions just now probably weren't intentional!

Thinking back to Kurosawa's disdainful look, as if to say, "You may be gay, but I won't discriminate against you. Please stay away from me." Amuro Tooru couldn't help but grit his teeth and secretly label him as having a "bad personality" in his mind.

Amuro Tooru remained silent for a long time, seemingly organizing his thoughts, but in reality, he was inwardly cursing at the same time. Then, he pulled out a flyer and a bottle of milk from somewhere.

"Mr. Kurosawa, this is..."

A dozen minutes later, Kurosawa took a sip of the milk from the bottle and looked speechlessly at Amuro Tooru, who was still rambling on about how excellent the milk was.

For more than ten minutes, Amuro Tooru kept praising the milk he brought in different ways, speaking fluently and without repeating a single word.

They take their part-time jobs more seriously than their work at the winery!

Kurosawa mentally scoffed, then couldn't help but yawn as he listened.

Despite his eyelids drooping, Kurosawa forced himself to let Amuro Tooru explain the production, packaging, and transportation of the milk.

Gradually, Amuro Tooru's speech slowed down.

Phew~ It's finally over!

Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to perk up and see what Amuro Tooru would do next, but unexpectedly, he changed the subject and began to describe the living environment of dairy cows!

"...Stop, I'll buy it!"

Kurosawa finally couldn't hold back and interrupted Amuro Tooru.

If this kid keeps talking, it'll never end!

Amuro Tooru closed his mouth, still wanting more, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

It feels really good to see people who don't want to listen but still patiently listen...

That's what I thought in my heart, but I couldn't say it out loud.

"Okay, Mr. Kurosawa, how long would you like to order the milk for?"

Amuro Tooru looked at Kurosawa with a smile.

Kurosawa took another sip of milk and said quietly, his face expressionless.

"Don't smile at me like that, it scares me."

Satisfied with the momentary freeze in Amuro Tooru's expression, Kurosawa pondered for a moment.

Since he's going to place an order, it doesn't matter how long he orders, since he has the money!

Over the years, Kurosawa's habit of being greedy, or rather, saving money has remained constant!

However... this milk does taste quite good.

Then...

"Let's subscribe for a year."

Amuro Tooru subconsciously flashed a bright smile, then paused, slightly suppressing his smile, and took out a contract and placed it in front of Kurosawa.

"Please see, if you have no questions, please sign here."

Kurosawa glanced at it casually, picked up a pen from the side, and signed his name in a few strokes.

Amuro Tooru took the contract from Kurosawa, calmly pulled out a notebook, and said casually.