Gin doesn't want to work hard

Gin doesn't want to work hard

Author: Candy Pancake Fruit

Summary:

Source name: Gin doesn't want to work hard

Alias: The model worker in the winery just wants to mess up

Tags: anime derivative, time travel, two-dimensional, no heroine, fan fiction, no harem

Main characters: Kurosawa, Gin

Introduction: (no heroine, no CP)

In a time of internal competition, Kurosawa Company adheres to the principle of fighting to the death as long as they can survive.

007 is the norm, and occasionally 996 is considered a break.

Finally, after a month of high-intensity work, Kurosawa suddenly died in front of the computer with a sudden heart attack and black vision.

"I must be a salted fish in my next life!"

With this thought, Kurosawa completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Kurosawa became a child and was in an illegal training base.

The competition there is fierce, the fittest survive, and the level of involution is even worse than in Kurosawa's previous life.

Kurosawa: ...

Relying on his awareness that far surpassed his peers, Kurosawa successfully became the best one and left the base.

Kurosawa, who thought he could finally take a break, looked at the long list of tasks in front of him and fell into deep thought.

After working hard for a few more years, Kurosawa became the top fighter of the evil force and was appreciated by the big boss.

The big boss expressed his high expectations for him and gave him a code name: Gin.

Looking at his long golden hair, Kurosawa turned to look at the younger brother assigned to him by the organization.

"What's your code name?"

"Vodka!"

Kurosawa: ...We can't live like this anymore!

Chapter 1 Initial

Japan, Tokyo.

It was late at night and there was almost no one on the street. Occasionally someone passed by, but they walked hurriedly in the cold wind and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.

Only the street lights are flickering, adding a touch of liveliness to the street.

"Tap!"

The sound of footsteps was heard, especially noticeable in the quiet street.

Along with the sound of footsteps, a figure staggered out from the street corner.

He looked haggard and panicked, and he looked back from time to time while running forward with all his might.

"Ha ha…"

The figure was breathing rapidly, his eyes filled with fear.

He looked back again, and the empty streets made him feel a little relieved.

"Huh, I think I got rid of it..."

He exhaled and comforted himself.

Even though he thought so, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

No one knows better than him what kind of demons the two people chasing him are!

He saw with his own eyes that they had just killed a man, but their eyes were extremely cold and without a trace of emotion.

It seemed that to them, this was not killing someone, but crushing an ant!

Rushing out of the street, the figure turned into an alley.

Looking at the dark alley, he hesitated for a moment and stopped.

"Call the police, I want to call the police!"

The figure muttered to himself, trembling as he pulled out his phone.

Pressing the button and listening to the sound of the phone waiting to be connected, the figure kept stepping in place.

"Answer it, answer it quickly!"

He couldn't help but urge her, his anxiety almost bursting out.

"drop-"

Finally, the connection sound came.

The figure's eyes were filled with excitement and he opened his mouth.

"puff!"

A small voice was heard, and the figure froze, looking at his bloody chest in disbelief.

"boom!"

He fell heavily to the ground, lifeless, with excitement and confusion in his eyes.

The phone fell to the ground and a faint sound was heard.

"Hello, hello? Is anyone listening?"

“Puff, bang!”

The bullet landed on the phone, which bounced several times on the ground before exploding.

……

After taking a look at the fallen figure, Kurosawa retracted the gun with silencer and turned around.

"Let's go, Vodka."

"yes, Sir!"

A few streets away, a black Porsche 356A was parked on the side of the road.

Kurosawa didn't stop, opened the passenger door and got in.

Vodka consciously came to the driver's seat, started the car skillfully, and drove away.

Kurosawa took out a cigarette, lit it, but had no intention of inhaling it, just let it burn.

White smoke rose from the cigarette butt, slowly ascending, then dissipated on the way and drifted around in the car.

Smelling the familiar smell of cigarettes, Kurosawa fell into memories.

In his previous life, he worked overtime day and night due to internal competition, and he died suddenly as expected.

Fortunately, he traveled through time and space and had another chance.

I thought I could have an easy life, but I didn’t expect to start with regional difficulties and end up in an illegal training base.

As a transfer point for criminal gangs, there are children abducted from all over the world, and the base is responsible for teaching them various knowledge and skills.

Oh, and brainwashing.

There, survival of the fittest is the rule.

There is a test every week, and if you fail, what awaits you is death, or being used as material for human experiments.

In this environment, in order to save his life, Kurosawa once again brought out the enthusiasm of 007 in his previous life, successfully climbed to the top, left the base, and became a member of the evil organization.

With his life guaranteed, Kurosawa heaved a sigh of relief and began to fantasize about his future life of lazing around.

However, due to his outstanding performance in the base, the organization had unusually high expectations for him.

Other people's tasks are one by one, but his task is to do them in dozens!

Fortunately, with this high frequency of tasks, Kurosawa's reputation grew higher and higher, and in less than a year he successfully gained the appreciation of the big boss.

Later, he was even received by the boss.

Thinking of this, Kurosawa sighed and shook his wrist to shake off the ashes.

……

"Drive well."

Kurosawa glanced at Vodka.

Vodka shuddered all over and quickly retracted his gaze, staring at the road ahead.

Kurosawa turned his head and looked out the window, and couldn't help but think of the day he met his boss.

That day, Kurosawa opened his eyes, turned on his mobile phone, and as expected, saw a long list of tasks.

Kurosawa accepted his fate and began to complete tasks one by one, killing people for money, getting money and killing people, repeating the cycle.

As the sky gradually darkened, Kurosawa returned to his safe house carrying a large bag full of money.

He glanced at the door seemingly unintentionally and paused.

Found that something was wrong.

The hair that was stuck in the door before he went out disappeared.

After hesitating for a moment, Kurosawa turned and left.

Remotely monitored boss: “…”

Kurosawa kept walking and was about to walk out of the surveillance range.

The boss raised his hand and dialed Kurosawa's number.

"Boss?" Kurosawa's puzzled voice came.

"Turn around and go inside."

Kurosawa paused and looked around subconsciously, and as expected, he saw a hidden camera.

The boss is watching him?

But why?

Was he discovered for secretly taking money?

Quietly hiding the bag in his hand behind his back, Kurosawa turned around and walked towards the safe house as if nothing had happened.

The boss quickly hung up the phone, walked a few steps to the door, and Kurosawa inserted the key into the key.

After a slight sound, Kurosawa opened the door and walked into the house.

A strange dark figure stood in the middle of the room.

Kurosawa's pupils shrank and he instinctively pulled out his pistol.

"Boom!"

After two gunshots, the bullets landed accurately on the black shadow's forehead and chest.

"boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground brought Kurosawa back to his senses. He looked at the fallen black figure and was silent for a moment.

"This...isn't this the boss?"

Chapter 2 Codename…Let’s call you Gin

Kurosawa looked at the motionless black shadow, hesitating whether to step forward.

"What if that's really the boss?"

"Why don't we go up and see if there's any hope of rescue?"