The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

The hands of time are turned back, a little earlier.

In the nightclub, Hino Harufumi was slightly drunk.

He doesn't usually drink, but today is an exception because it's time to say goodbye.

There are some things that Hino Harufumi has never mentioned to others, nor can he mention to them.

Should I tell my brothers in this situation that after I leave, they might not have a place in the group anymore?

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, everyone knew it.

Everyone knows, but no one can say it, so the atmosphere can only be bleak and cold, and only wine can warm people's hearts.

Fortunately, everyone present was promoted by Hino Harufumi, and they were all loyal and righteous men.

After a few rounds of drinks, Hino Harufumi glanced at the clock and knew that he had probably made a choice.

The reason for this passive statement is that he was about to leave Tokyo after the party, and at that point, Chief Suruga tacitly accepted that he had made a choice: neither to hand over the information nor to kill the Kirihara kid.

Harufumi Hino wanted to give a satisfactory answer to everyone, but that was impossible.

He wanted to make some promises to the guys drinking now, to tell them that he would come back sooner or later, when they would still be at the peak of their careers and would one day make a name for themselves.

In reality, the road ahead is long, and Hino Harufumi cannot make any promises for anyone.

Some might think that since he was "the prince's companion," and he clearly rejected Chief Suruga, he must have gotten a lot of benefits from the prince.

There are still people who follow him; it hasn't reached the point where his followers scatter when the tree falls.

After the party ended, several of the guys who were almost drunk were taken home, and the place became much quieter.

Seeing that it was almost time, someone approached and said, "It's almost time, brother. I'll send someone to take you to board the ship."

Harufumi Hino nodded and said, "Let's go."

A group of people sent Hino Harufumi downstairs.

The doorman had brought his car to the nightclub entrance early and had been waiting for a long time.

Harufumi Hino noticed that the doorman looked flustered, as if he wanted to say something, but then stopped himself.

It's normal for an ordinary person to be nervous when a group of gangsters come to patronize the place. Hino Harufumi took out a wad of cash and handed it over as a tip.

In the parking lot, his men tried to help him into the car, but he shook his head and refused, saying, "I'm not that drunk."

"Watch out for the steps," the subordinate nodded and said.

"Naoto." Hino looked at his subordinate Naoto Daimon and said, "Even at the end, you're still here to take care of the brothers in the group."

"Old Man Suruga came to see me before. He wanted me to persuade you to think about everyone's future," said Naoto Daimon.

Hino Harufumi asked, "So what are your thoughts?"

"I ignored him," Naoto Daimon said. "I believe that my brother will come back one day. We all embarked on this path because we admire you."

"You should go along with your father and agree to his request," Hino Harufumi said, patting his shoulder with satisfaction. "Good luck to you guys."

He then sat in the back seat, with the driver that Naoto Daimon had called in the driver's seat.

As the vehicle warmed up, before setting off, Naoto Daimon called out to Harufumi Hino one last time: "By the way, brother, do you still have that guy with you?"

Naoto Damen made a horizontal "seven" gesture with his hands.

Hino Harufumi paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh right, this guy is an asset of the group; I almost took him with me."

As he spoke, Hino Harufumi handed over the gun wrapped in the bag, saying, "I've heard that most of the cops in our country never fire a shot until they retire, and some don't even collect bullets while on duty. I'm pretty much the same as them; I've never used one either."

"Haha." Naoto Daimon laughed heartily. "Have a safe trip."

The car started moving slowly.

As Harufumi Hino gradually relaxed, despite feeling melancholy, he could also say that this was a new beginning.

Although it was called an escape, the Metropolitan Police Department didn't follow up closely, and didn't even care much about whether to arrest him or make him pay the price. It was just a way for the Mori family to assert their presence and influence. As for who Hino Harufumi was? Nobody cared, and nobody even cared whether he should go to jail.

Leave and start over.

As the vehicle moved slowly, Hino Harufumi felt drowsy and tried to sleep with his eyes half-closed, but he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The words spoken by that orphan from the Kirihara family this afternoon have been like a thorn, stuck deep in my mind, appearing and disappearing intermittently, not serious, yet refusing to go away.

Suspicion is the most agonizing thing. When he really couldn't sleep, he could only open his eyes and look at the scenery outside the window.

He suddenly realized that the car was driving on the wrong route.

"How do I get to the port from Tokyo by sea?"

The driver turned his head and said calmly, "This route is a bit roundabout, but there's no traffic."

It started raining outside the window.

Raindrops pattered against the moving car, making a pattering sound.

The rain grew heavier and the pattering sound became more and more frequent. At first, it sounded like an itch, but the more Hino Harufumi listened, the more it felt like needles were pricking his heart, causing both pain and itchiness.

From Kirihara Akira's words onward, the events of today flashed through my mind, the details becoming clearer with each flash.

That nightclub was under the control of the Suruga Group, and it often entertained big shots in the underworld. How could the doorman working there be stage-frightened?

Why did Naoto Daimon ask him about the gun at the end? How did he know that he had a Suruga Group black gun on him?

Even if they knew he had a gun, why was it Naoto Daimon who was responsible for putting it away?

wrong.

"Turn left at the next intersection," Hino Harufumi ordered in a hoarse voice.

The driver glanced at Hino Harufumi in the rearview mirror and said in surprise, "You've gone off course that way."

Harufumi Hino said, "I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes."

"How about I have someone deliver it to the ship, or could you wait a little longer?"

Harufumi Hino stated bluntly, "I don't want to wait."

The driver fell silent.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Hino Harufumi asked.

"No, it's nothing." The driver turned the car past the intersection that Hino Haruka had asked him to enter and said, "It's raining heavily outside. I'll park the car on the side of the road and go buy it for you."

Hino Harufumi turned onto the side road as he wished, and the driver glanced back at him twice.

Harufumi Hino could sense the tension he was trying so hard to hide.

He said, "Are you new here? I haven't seen you in the group before."

"Really?" The driver forced a smile and said, "You must have a bad memory. I've actually been working in this group for two years now, so you must have seen me before."

"Is that so? Oh, yes." Hino Harufumi's expression turned cold as he said, "I remember now, I have indeed seen you before. Two years ago, I had a conflict with the Akiyama Group of Aotetsu on the street, and I knocked them all down. One of them, I think, was you."

Screech—the vehicle braked to a stop on the side of the road, making a screeching dragging sound.