My lover is this organization

Under the pitiful gaze of the dog-head, she lowered her eyes slightly, and kept her hand stretched forward to stop him, while she closed her five fingers into four and pointed the index finger that was not closed at Qin Wuque.

"Go, clean up the smell you brought back from outside, and then come back."

"or--"

Vermouth smiled and reached out her other hand towards the leather "whisk" beside her.

"Can I help you clean it up?"

"..."

If it were a typical Japanese male protagonist at this moment, he would definitely shout "Sister Bayonetta, I was wrong", and then turn into a gust of wind and rush into the bathroom to wash himself clean.

Some people even just give up for their own perverted desires.

But for that kind of person, giving up is not the goal, they just want to be whipped by Bayley.

But Qin Wuque is different.

He successfully found a third way between washing himself clean and being beaten by Sister Bayonetta.

They must be washed together!

"To be honest, I think I really need your inspection and guidance, Sister Bei."

Qin Wuque put on a serious dog face and said this. Before Vermouth could react, he decisively pounced on the ground, rolled on the ground, picked up the queen who was still sitting on the sofa, and rushed to the bathroom like a gust of wind.

Of course, I didn’t bring the whip.

There's really nothing much to say about the bathing process afterwards.

To sum it up, Bayley gave Doghead a bubble bath, and Doghead responded with a milk bath. Doghead asked Bayley to drink milk, and Bayley also responded with milk.

Yes, that’s right. If you all understand, then you will understand. If you don’t understand, then there is nothing I can do. In short, just understand it on your own.

After the bathing session, the two sat down by the bathtub like an old couple.

Vermouth leaned lazily on Qin Wuque's shoulder, breathing lingeringly, and she was too lazy to even wrap herself in a bath towel. After the intense exercise, her originally fair skin all over her body revealed a faint and ambiguous light pink color.

The well-soundproofed bathroom finally became quiet again.

"Okay, can we start talking?"

"Say...what?" Qin Wuque scratched his head.

"Everything." Belmode said in an unquestionable tone, "Start from the beginning. I want to know the whole process, everything."

"That's a long story..."

"Then let's make a long story short."

"All right……"

Qin Wuque thought for a moment and began to explain slowly.

He used the most concise sentences, talking about everything from the London Bridge to running into the shrunken Akai Mary near the Sakura Hotel, and then to the storylines that happened afterwards.

Vermouth listened quietly the entire time, neither interrupting nor expressing any opinions. If she hadn't occasionally hummed twice to indicate that she was listening, Qin Wuque would almost have thought that she had fallen asleep.

Didn't fall asleep yet, but almost there.

"You're amazing." Vermouth yawned lightly.

"You can actually transform a female MI6 investigator into your shape. Sometimes I really suspect that you are just a teddy bear in human skin, or even a teddy bear transformed into a spirit."

"Hey~ Teddy is so small, it must be a Husky, right?" Qin Wuque curled his lips.

He turned to look a little strange: "Speaking of which, Sister Bei, you...are not angry?"

"Angry? Why should I be angry?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth glanced at him, changed into a more comfortable position and continued to lean down.

"If my anger was useful, do you think you would have a chance with Shirley? And that Mingmei, not to mention Gin and Curacao who came after that."

"To be honest, I was the first one to come here."

"Isn't it?"

Vermouth reached out and pinched Qin Wuque's cheek.

"..."

Qin Wuque silently and gently held the hand that Vermouth was holding on his face.

Pull over and hold.

"Sister Bei?" Doghead's voice sounded a little dull.

"Ok?"

"I love you."

"Tsk..."

Vermouth narrowed her eyes.

"I thought you wanted to say sorry, and - could you please not say such sentimental things to my chest next time?"

"……Oh."

Qin Wuque pulled his head out from between the two snow-white and deep valleys with a "pop" sound, raised his face and repeated it.

"Sharon, I love you."

"Also, I'm sorry, this kind of thing doesn't seem appropriate for me to say, and I don't think you want to hear it, Sister Bei, so I'll just not say it."

Vermouth snorted softly.

"You're still clear-headed."

Then she gnashed her teeth again: "If you were a spirit earthworm, I could cut you into several pieces, and then each piece would grow a new you. Then everyone would have one and there would be no need to fight..."

Qin Wuque was slightly startled and fell silent automatically. He thought to himself that he was not the male protagonist in some old harem animation. Others could only use magic a certain number of times in their lifetime and then die after using it, but he would split into many male protagonists after using it.

"Oh, sister, I suddenly thought of a question."

Vermouth, who had been gritting her teeth the last second, suddenly calmed down. She turned her head and glanced at Qin Wuque. There was a chilling look hidden in her seemingly calm eyes.

"According to the information I found out before, Akai Mary's original name should be Sera Mary."

"Oh, what's wrong..."

Qin Wuque nodded blankly, as if he had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Vermouth continued, "And Shirley and Akemi's mother is Miyano Elena. Miyano is Miyano Atsushi's last name. If I remember correctly, Miyano Elena's original name should be - Sera Elena."

"..."

After a moment's silence, the expression on Qin Wuque's face changed.

He gasped sharply.

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The second update is loading~~~

Shit, after some checking, it turns out that the DVD version of Scarlet Bullet will not be released on Bilibili until the end of October this year. I feel like it should be... too late.

Chapter 438 Dowry

Let’s not discuss the question of whether the seniority order is messed up for now.

After resolving the issues with Rum and the Mud Club, he fulfilled his promise and took Akemi and Shiho out for a trip.

This was Qin Wuque's original plan.

However, the next morning, just after he had resolved these two issues, Sonoko called him.

It was said that Suzuki Jirokichi and Suzuki Shiro wanted to meet him.

There was actually nothing wrong with the meeting. After all, he had asked last time if there was a suitable place for him to build a casino. In other words, he had expressed his willingness to continue cooperating on large projects.

For a big project, it's definitely not like making an appointment with friends for dinner, where you can't just say a few words over the phone or even on the phone about whether or not you'll be there at a certain time and that's considered a solution.

It can be said that an interview is necessary, just like the last time we talked about the Suzuki Tower.

However...it was Sonoko who told him about meeting to discuss something. Does this mean that he is ready to hand over the family business bit by bit to his daughter and niece?

To be honest, Qin Wuque had thought too much about this.

The reason why Suzuki Jirokichi asked Sonoko to be responsible for communication was simply because he felt that young people should be able to communicate better with each other.

That's it.

At 9:25 the next morning, a sports car stopped in front of Suzuki's mansion.

As one of the most powerful chaebols in Tokyo and even in Japan, the Suzuki family’s own residence is certainly not small in size.

It is located on a hill close to the city center in Tokyo.

Although it’s not as bad as “waking up in a 700-square-meter top-of-the-line luxury bed every day” as described in some brainless Mary Sue novels, it’s definitely not much different.

At first glance from the air using a drone, the area is almost as large as the palace of a willful princess of a European kingdom.

It was estimated that Suzuki Jirokichi had already informed them in advance that this was obviously the residence of one of the richest people in Japan. Qin Wuque drove up the mountain but no one stopped him. There was not even anyone responsible for verifying his identity. He had a clear green light all the way.

Qin Wuque had just parked his car in front of the Suzuki residence when a man who looked like a butler came out to greet him. After briefly confirming his identity, he led him into the mansion.

The style of the first half of Suzuki's house is still the most popular standard European modern style. The white main color is matched with a large number of floor-to-ceiling glass windows, giving people a very simple and transparent feeling.

After the "facade" part and entering the second half, the style of painting suddenly turns to Japanese style, and the elements of ponds, rockery, pavilions and towers suddenly increase.

The meeting place was in a standard Japanese tea room.

When the butler helped to open the sliding door, the two hosts, Suzuki Jirokichi and Suzuki Shiro, were already sitting inside and preparing tea.

Qin Wuque just glanced inside and raised his eyebrows subtly.

The layout of the tea room is similar to what is usually depicted in Japanese comics, with paper windows, low tables, tatami mats, and futons, which seem inhumane to non-traditional Japanese culture enthusiasts.

That thing... people who are not used to sitting on it will have a headache.

Qin Wuque was one of those people who was not used to sitting still, so as soon as he entered the door, he pushed the cushion aside and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

Sitting cross-legged was probably his greatest respect for traditional Japanese culture.

"Please use."

Shiro Suzuki pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea in front of Qin Wuque.

"Oh, thanks."

Qin Wuque thanked him but did not pick up the teacup. Instead, he used the ancient silk and cotton yarn to pad it and rotated it counterclockwise twice, facing the pattern on the teacup towards the person who made the tea as a sign of respect, and then raised his head and drank it all.

Because he noticed that there was still wisps of white steam coming out of the teacup.

Even if the tea room is air-conditioned, with steam coming out like this... it must be quite hot.

He didn't want to get the skin on his palate burned.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qin Wuque looked at Suzuki Shiro seriously.

He had met the other person once in Osaka, at the Egg of Memories, and they hadn't met since then.

How should I put it? He gives people the impression of being a very gentle and easy-going businessman, and he doesn't put on airs.

Maybe this is why the garden has been left to grow into what it is now.

On the other side, Shiro Suzuki was also quietly looking at Qin Wuque.

After all, he is the person his daughter likes. As a father, no matter how busy he is at work or how much he lets his daughter do whatever she wants, he still has to keep a close eye on her lifelong affairs.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the tea room had been silent for a while, Suzuki Jirokichi coughed lightly and said, "Regarding the matter you asked me about building a casino before, as long as you can afford the price, the rest of the procedures will be handled with the influence of the Suzuki Group. It's just that you only said that you wanted to build a casino, and you didn't explain the other details, so I can't ask you in detail."

"Um……"

Qin Wuque pondered for a while.

He had almost no knowledge of architecture, so he simply chose the most concise and simple statement.

"Maybe that's what caused the Marina Bay Sands in Singapore?"