Gin doesn't want to work hard

What happened?

Why would that person call me at this time?

Because of huge debts.

With no other options, Hideaki Nakajima made a deal with a man in black.

Just pull up the list of the world's most talented software designers.

This can be exchanged for a large amount of cash.

After several brief encounters.

Although Hideaki Nakajima still didn't know who the other party was.

But he could also guess that the other person wasn't a good person.

However, due to debt constraints, Hideaki Nakajima still chose to complete the transaction today.

He has already put the list in his briefcase.

Simply exchange number plates with the other party.

The transaction is now complete.

We've now reached the final step.

At this critical juncture.

Why would the other party suddenly call?

Do they want to stop the trading?

Hideaki Nakajima was somewhat uneasy.

Human beings' inherent pessimism compels them to think in the worst possible light.

But in any case, the call has already come through.

Hideaki Nakajima took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Who's looking for me?"

Hideaki Nakajima was the first to voice his doubts.

"The transaction method has changed."

"Just bring your things and come find me."

We met in the stairwell.

The voice of Tequila came from the phone.

Hideaki Nakajima was somewhat surprised and asked instinctively.

"what?"

"why?"

"Didn't we already agree on this?"

"Hello? Hello?"

But Tequila clearly didn't care about his reaction.

After saying those words, he hung up the phone immediately.

Hideaki Nakajima's expression turned somewhat grim as he listened to the dial tone.

But now he has no way out.

What if we don't get that money...

Hideaki Nakajima shuddered at the thought of the group of debt collectors.

He suppressed his unease, put away his phone, and walked towards the storage counter.

……

When Hideaki Nakajima arrived at the stairwell, Kurosawa and the other man had already been there for a while.

Upon seeing that Hideaki Nakajima had finally arrived, Tequila immediately went to greet him.

He glanced at Hideaki Nakajima a few times, his gaze finally settling on the briefcase in his hand.

"Give me the stuff."

Tequila clasped her hands toward Nakajima Hideaki without any politeness.

Hideaki Nakajima hesitated, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the box in Tequila's hand.

Tequila sneered and tossed the box in her hand at him.

Hideaki Nakajima caught it somewhat flusteredly.

"thing."

"Tequila," he said again, his voice tinged with impatience.

Upon seeing this, Hideaki Nakajima quickly handed over his briefcase.

Then, he took out a key.

Some people stutter.

"Key, key..."

Tequila snatched the key and tried to insert it into the lock.

But after several attempts, I still couldn't succeed.

Why can't I insert it?

Tequila muttered something to himself, then looked at Hideaki Nakajima with suspicion.

The tequila's gaze grew increasingly hostile.

Hideaki Nakajima quickly explained.

"No, no!"

"This is the key!"

"I didn't do anything!"

"Why don't you give it another try?"

Tequila decided to give it another try.

Unfortunately, the key still wouldn't go in.

Now, Hideaki Nakajima was even more flustered.

Agave was also getting impatient and decided to try opening the box directly.

Just as his hand landed on the lock, a hand pressed down on him.

Agave instinctively turned its head to look.

Upon seeing that it was Kurosawa, the dissatisfaction that had been welling up in his eyes vanished instantly.

This is an old man.

He can't afford to offend.

Kurosawa gestured for Tequila to hand him the briefcase.

Agave also cooperated and let go.

Seeing this, Hideaki Nakajima's eyes flashed with surprise.

He had assumed that Agave was the dominant one between the two of them.

But judging from the situation just now, it seems that the person with long blond hair is the one in charge?

Kurosawa took the briefcase.

The moment he got his hands on it, Kurosawa sensed something was amiss.

He looked at Hideaki Nakajima and asked.

"Is this a list of software designers?"

Hideaki Nakajima nodded.

Kurosawa then asked.

Is it a paper copy or a USB drive?

Actually, that's not important.

Neither paper nor USB flash drive should have this weight.

"Yes, it's made of paper."

Hideaki Nakajima sensed something was wrong and answered tremblingly.

Kurosawa nodded indifferently and turned to look at the agave.

"Didn't you notice that this handbag weighs wrong?"

Agave was taken aback by what he heard.

His attention was completely elsewhere.

Upon hearing Kurosawa bring this up, he thought about it carefully and realized that the weight did seem a bit off.

Logically speaking, a few sheets of paper shouldn't be this heavy.

In other words, there were other things inside the briefcase!

Thinking of this, Tequila glared at Hideaki Nakajima with hostility.

"Kid! You're the one behind this?"

Hideaki Nakajima shook his head in a panic.

"No, not me!"