Why not talk about breathing bullets instead of communicating with them or even having a party?

At the time, Gin strongly suspected that Sano was having a relapse and was experiencing strange hallucinations.

...But upon closer reflection, Gin suddenly remembered another incident from the past.

I remember when Gin and Sano first met, they had some conflicts.

To avoid trouble, Gin simply drew his gun.

But Sano remained calm in the face of Gin's gun.

Looking back now, this guy couldn't dodge bullets back then, but he was able to later...

Could it really be as this guy said?

Because after I pointed a gun at him, his meridians were opened or something?

"...By the way, is everything alright?"

Just as Gin began to doubt his life, Chianti, who had come to the base with him, watched Sano's departing figure and sighed with a hint of regret and remorse.

"If the injury on his face isn't treated by a professional, it could easily leave a scar or even disfigure him. Although he looks a bit young, his face is actually quite nice."

"yes……"

Vodka also sighed with a hint of regret, but a few seconds later he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

"Big, big brother!?"

Finally realizing what was wrong, Vodka, somewhat flustered, steadied his sunglasses, which had nearly fallen off, and sought reassurance from his older brother.

Gin, regaining his senses, darkened his face and shouted somewhat irritably.

"I know, you don't need to remind me!"

The two snipers next to them stared at each other in bewilderment.

What do you know?

What reminder is there?

Why does it feel like there's some gossip to hear?

Chianti squinted her eyes curiously and licked her lips... She really wanted to take a closer look.

Judging from Gin's state, Chianti knew that asking would most likely be pointless and might even cause him trouble, such as being given the cold shoulder.

But it really makes me curious!

Chianti felt an itch in her heart, as if a cat was scratching at her.

There was no way to ask, and Chianti simply decided to figure it out herself.

Just before the unusual reaction to vodka, Chianti brought up the topic of rye disfigurement.

Is it possible that Gin's abnormality is due to this?

But disfigurement is not a small matter, but it's not a big deal either, is it?

Firstly, rye (male) people don't pay as much attention to their appearance as women do.

Secondly, Rye is a terrorist, not some delicate celebrity who needs a perfect face to make a living, so he shouldn't be so focused on his face.

Not to mention that the wound wasn't actually that big.

Unlike those who were burned or otherwise disfigured.

You could even say the opposite.

Not only will it not have much of an impact, but it may even bring special blessings?

After all, Chianti had heard of quite a few male members of the organization.

He was shouting something like, "Scars are a man's badge of honor," and so on.

Didn't you see that Rye herself didn't have much of a reaction?

In conclusion, Chianti felt that she really couldn't understand why rye had disfigured her.

Why did Gin react so strongly?

The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is?

Chianti racked his brains, unless Rye's face held special significance for Gin?

...Why does that sound so strange?

Ok?

Um? ?

Ok? ? ?

Chianti's eyes widened instantly.

Thinking back to the very beginning, Gin had been staring intently at Rye's face.

Chianti immediately gasped involuntarily.

Chapter 420, Page 419: Children's education must start from a young age.

Having reached a terrifying conclusion, Chianti looked at Gin with a face full of horror and disbelief.

Masaka! ! ?

"Ok?"

Gin noticed Chianti's gaze, looked over, and cast a question mark.

"what happened?"

"……nothing."

Chianti shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he was alright.

Regardless of whether this conjecture is true or false.

Even if it were true, it wouldn't be something they'd say out in public.

Otherwise, Chianti would not have doubted it.

He might be silenced by Gin in a fit of rage.

But after hesitating for a long time, Chianti couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Hey, Gin, has anyone given you chocolates so far?"

"Ok??"

All three people present looked at Chianti with surprise.

“Chianti, you…”

Cohen, who hadn't uttered a sound from beginning to end, finally spoke with a somewhat complicated expression: "I know you girls always have some longing for this kind of thing, but no matter what, you shouldn't have even considered it..."

Faced with Cohen's subtle "heartache and indignation".

Chianti blinked, and after a few seconds of reaction, she widened her eyes again and cursed out angrily.

"Damn it, Cohen, what's going on in your head? I was just asking. Even if I'm unwanted, I would never set my sights on Gin, you idiot! Do you want to die?!"

He remained silent in the face of Chianti's foul language.

Gin, standing to the side, twitched at the corner of his mouth... What did he mean by saying that no matter what, no one would want him and wouldn't even set their sights on him? Was he lacking?

To be fair, this isn't Gin's self-promotion.

At least from childhood to adulthood, Gin has always been treated as a handsome guy.

The reason I'm like this is that I'm not in a relationship and no girls are pursuing me.

Aside from Gin not having time, being afraid of trouble, and not wanting to talk about it, it's also because his identity is rather special and his personality is rather... well, in short.

To be precise, Gin's situation is that no one dares to pursue him, not that no one wants him.

"……No."

Gin answered the previous question, bringing the topic back on track.

To prevent Chianti from saying anything more outrageous.

Before Chianti could speak again, Vodka interrupted, "Hey, how could we not have any, brother? I gave you chocolate before... even though Rye ate it, didn't Rye give you some too?"

"Rye sent you chocolates!?"

Chianti glared at him again.

Gin, who had probably guessed what Chianti was thinking, immediately added a comment.

“It was a gift from some girls for Valentine’s Day. He couldn’t finish it, so he gave it to us.”

"Oh~"

Chianti gave a knowing smile and said nothing more.

Yes, Chianti understands everything.

Just like Gin didn't receive the chocolate.

Although Chianti thought Rye's face was quite nice.

But if a girl gives Rye chocolates, and even more than he can eat, that's a rare occurrence.

Isn't that just a complete excuse?

Even saying that rye doesn't like chocolate would be more plausible than this, right?

However, Chianti could understand.

Forbidden love, huh? I'm totally shipping them!

Chianti's lewd smile, brimming with lust, caused Cohen, the only one who hadn't taken his attention away from her, to break out in a cold sweat.

Why does it feel like my teammate is acting a little strange?

...Sano was unaware that Chianti had unwittingly created a new scandal for him.

And the scandals are outrageous.

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