Gin doesn't want to work hard

"Gin must have given you quite a few tasks, right?"

Amuro Tooru's eye twitched upon hearing Vermouth's words.

He smiled insincerely.

"I have my own plans."

"But you, instead of completing that gentleman's task, are you just sitting here doing nothing? Is that really a good idea?"

Amuro Tooru's words also had a probing meaning.

He was very curious about what exactly this "task personally assigned by that gentleman" was.

Vermouth's answer was perfectly watertight.

"That gentleman's task is naturally important..."

"But there's no rush, is there?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously looked away.

After this exchange, neither side gained the upper hand.

However, one thing has become clear.

They all had a strong interest in Kurosawa.

Amuro Tooru frowned slightly.

First he was targeted by Gin, and now he has attracted Vermouth's interest. Mr. Kurosawa is really... plagued by misfortune!

We must find a way to get Mr. Kurosawa away!

Perhaps we could try faking death to escape again.

Vermouth also marveled at Kurosawa's "charm".

Kurosawa was quite surprised that Bourbon, the riddle-maker, could so clearly express his interest.

However, people living in darkness are indeed easily attracted to simple and persistent individuals.

I wonder how someone like Kurosawa would react if he were forcibly dragged into darkness.

Is it a struggle to resist, or a surrender to depravity?

Or perhaps they were forced to compromise under duress, and lived a painful life as a puppet.

But soon, when Kurosawa wakes up, his reaction will tell her the answer.

Vermouth squinted and waited patiently.

……

This wait.

I waited all night.

Even when the sun rose the next morning and it was bright daylight, Kurosawa showed no sign of waking up.

Vermouth was getting restless.

Why isn't this person awake yet?

She frowned, her gaze sweeping over Kurosawa on the hospital bed.

His breathing is steady, his complexion is normal, and he doesn't seem to be seriously injured.

Instead it was herself.

Having stayed up all night with an injury, my complexion wasn't exactly good.

You should know that lack of sleep can cause your skin to turn yellow!

This made Vermouth somewhat unhappy.

She stared at Kurosawa on the bed, and an idea suddenly popped into her head.

Should we try waking the person up directly?

Vermouth turned and glanced at Amuro Tooru.

I noticed that the other person seemed lost in thought, just like me.

"She's been unconscious for so long, she should wake up by now, right?"

Vermouth hinted.

Amuro Tooru hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Chianti and his two companions are still at this base.

He is sleeping in the next ward now.

They were also interested in Kurosawa.

The situation becomes complicated when there's a Vermouth.

If Chianti and the other two were added, it would be even more impossible to take Kurosawa away.

I feel bad, but Kurosawa has to wake up.

Amuro Tooru looked at Vermouth.

"Are you still me?"

He was asking who should wake Kurosawa up.

Vermouth raised an eyebrow slightly.

"You do it."

Let Bourbon do the things that ruin his reputation.

Amuro Tooru paid no attention to Vermouth's little scheme.

Let him do it; at least he won't actually hurt anyone.

If you want to wake someone from a coma, pain is the most effective external stimulus.

Amuro Tooru looked at Kurosawa and silently apologized.

He raised his hand and reached it out towards Kurosawa.

Just as he was about to touch Kurosawa, an alarm suddenly sounded.

The piercing alarm echoed throughout the base, and Chianti's cursing came from the next ward.

She was clearly woken up.

Amuro Tooru knew something was wrong. Just as he was about to speed up his movements, he turned his head and met Kurosawa's eyes, which had opened at some point.

He seemed startled by the alarm; he was now pursing his lips and looking down.

very noisy!

Kurosawa suppressed his inner turmoil and slowly got up.

Amuro Tooru withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Kurosawa..."

"Bang!"

The door to the ward was violently pushed open.

"Hey! You all heard the alarm, right?"

"The base has been invaded!"

Chianti said with a gloomy face.

The shrill alarm continued to blare, and Chianti clicked his tongue, then fired his gun, destroying several nearby speakers.

"Noisy!"

"Stop standing there! Hurry up and catch the rat that sneaked in, let's finish this quickly!"

Chianti urged.

She stepped into the ward and only then noticed Kurosawa getting up from the bed.

"Hey! Pretty boy, you're finally awake?"

"Tsk, what a weakling, managing to stay unconscious for so long!"

Hearing Chianti's blunt words, Kurosawa silently lowered his head.

He concealed the coldness in his eyes, pondering how to multiply Chianti's mission several times over.

Seeing that Kurosawa ignored her, Chianti snorted coldly.

"Okay, let's go!"

She urged him again.

Vermouth slowly stood up and looked at Kurosawa.

"Would you like to come along?"

"There aren't many people who have the guts to sneak into this place."

"I just don't know if it's ignorance is bliss or if they have ulterior motives."

Vermouth was implying something.

Amuro Tooru also frowned slightly.

Although it cannot be confirmed.

But the timing was indeed quite clever.

The organization's base is not a place that just anyone can easily infiltrate.

In a short period of time, Amuro Tooru could only think of a group of people who had the ability and the purpose to do so.

FBI!

In other words, the other party came for Kurosawa!