Bourbon can really get a little drunk, Scotland can confirm.

In the past, Bourbon deliberately chose a safe environment where only the two of them were, drank hard to get himself drunk, and confirmed his current alcohol level and drunken state.

When he was tipsy, Bourbon would still joke with him.

When he is moderately drunk, he will get a little out of control with excitement, show a cat-like expression, and proudly mention some happy things to share with him. Of course, this is probably only in front of Scotland.

However, when he was completely drunk, he became quiet.

Even when talking to him, he still responded fluently, but was a little slow, but he was also eerily quiet and silent.

Bourbon is a very tolerant person, and he doesn't let himself go when he's drunk. It's just that some past memories suddenly came to him and affected his mood, making it impossible for him to play the role accurately, so he would look serious.

Be serious and quiet in a daze.

If Scotland were there, he would look at Scotland in a daze, his eyes moving along with Scotland's actions, and he would not speak.

Bourbon always behaves very happily and wantonly, as if nothing in the world can truly trouble him. He is like a carefree bad boy, but at the same time he is at ease and so unfathomable that no one can see through him.

He showed a truly defensive expression, and even Gin didn't know what to threaten him with.

But the truly drunk Bourbon completely lost his smile. Even a blind man standing in front of him at this moment would be suffocated by the silent heaviness and sadness.

Scotland almost thought he would cry, but he didn't.

He is like an endless mountain range or a bottomless sea, weighing heavily in front of tiny human beings. No one can shake the powerful and beautiful him, but he is so lonely and painful that no one can shake him.

Know how many bodies are buried under the seabed and rock formations.

When looking at Scotland, the loneliness will be relieved.

But the way he looked at Scotland was unreal, as if Scotland was just a bubble that could burst at any time, so he suffered even more.

Loneliness when you originally had nothing is not called loneliness. But when you suddenly lose everything that you originally had, it is called true loneliness. It is heartbreaking pain and sadness.

Scotland's hands were trembling. At that moment, he completely forgot all his plans and stepped forward to hug him hard. Then he said many, many words, trying to immediately break the suffocating loneliness and pain in him.

But he failed.

Bourbon knew those truths better than anyone else, and the only thing that made him uncomfortable was the facts.

Unless this fact is changed, he will never be able to escape those nightmares that can become reality at any time.

Bourbon didn't cry, but Scotland did.

Bourbon temporarily sobered up a little because of his tears, and then comforted him in turn, wanting to stop this plan.

Scotland gritted his teeth and refused. Such a plan to test the limit of alcohol consumption was already very harmful to the body. How could he do it a second time?

According to the agreed plan, he continued to use his Scottish identity and even wore a prepared disguise mask to pretend to be Gin to intimidate Bourbon.

In all experiments, bourbon performed perfectly.

The only flaw was probably when Scotland was about to leave to disguise himself, Bourbon suddenly grabbed his wrist and refused to let him go.

But even then, he only lost control for two seconds and even found an excuse to explain his actions.

The bourbon at that time was far more drunk than this time. This time, Yamaguchi Kiyoko found out that Toru Amuro's drinking level was less than 80% of the bourbon. Logically speaking, Scotland is not

Need to worry about getting drunk on bourbon.

To a certain extent, Bourbon does not get drunk. Even when he is drunk, he is still playing other roles. No one can see the real person unless he is willing.

But Scotland followed anyway.

Maybe it was due to his long drinking capacity, or maybe Bourbon controlled himself to pretend to be drunk in a relatively stable position, so his state this time was only a little more serious than moderate drunkenness, but not serious yet.

But Scotland still cannot rest assured.

After returning to the second floor, Bourbon continued to pretend to be asleep. The manager was very tolerant and precious to this cash cow who had made 200 million for the store on the first day of work. Under the guidance of Scotland, he asked him to send Bourbon directly home.

Of course, Scotland would not dare to bring bourbon in this state back to the whiskey organization's safe house, even if Ley hadn't gotten off work yet.

He also believed that with bourbon's ability, let alone alcohol, even Veritaserum might not expose him to anything. It was better to be cautious just in case.

Like a real working man, he tried his best to bring the blond young man back to the place where he told the club.

It was a house that had just been rented for a short time. It was very small and had very few things.

Bourbon opened his eyes as soon as he entered the room and struggled to walk on his own.

Scotland let go of him uncertainly, watching the blond young man walk into the room with steady steps, sitting on the sofa in an extremely serious manner, proudly raising the corners of his mouth and raising his chin to look at him, as if to say, "Look, I don't care."

I told you I'm not drunk."

But he didn't change his shoes.

Scotland couldn't help laughing, and without trying to expose him, he changed his shoes and walked in.

"Let me make you a bowl of hangover soup." He said, walking over and opening the refrigerator to check the ingredients.

The blond young man's eyes followed him, and after a while he said a dull "hmm".

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? How about you take a shower first? Can you do it alone?" Scotland was busy walking around.

Bourbon's golden head just followed him around on the sofa, his face still serious, as if he was thinking about something very important.

Scotland had a hallucination on the spot of some big golden cats whose heads were moving according to the movements of the shit shoveler. He couldn't help but walked over and ruffled his hair, and coaxed with a smile: "I'm going to take a shower before going to bed."

Bourbon blinked, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and checked the replies from Gin and the boss in front of Scotland.

After reading it, Bourbon grabbed his hand and shook his head seriously: "No, the work is not over yet. Where is Rai? Will he be back soon?"

"Ley hasn't gotten off work yet, and he won't come here. This is your safe house." Scotland.

He said helplessly, "And your mission is over, Bourbon."

When Bourbon heard that Rai wouldn't come, he relaxed a little: "No, it's not time to sleep and rest yet. There are still mission reports to write, and Kiel's side also..."

As he spoke, he typed Morse code on Scotland's hand: [The danger over Matsuda has not been lifted yet.]

Now they can't use the signal jammer during the organization's mission, it will be terrible if something strange is discovered.

"You can do those things tomorrow." Scotland interrupted him, "Bourbon, you are drunk and need to rest."

[Matsuda has contacted Hagiwara. He is fine for the time being and is safer than you.] Scotland replied to him in the same way.

"I'm not drunk." Bourbon said, giving him a dissatisfied look.

"That's what all drunk people say." Scotland laughed.

"But everyone who is not drunk will say the same thing, unless he is pretending to be drunk." Bourbon said, "Look, I refuted you with clear logic. I also know that you are from Scotland. Of course I am not drunk."

"Okay, you're not drunk, but you are very tired today, so why don't you take a rest first?" Scotland said gently.

Bourbon tilted his head and thought for a few seconds, with a serious and troubled look on his face.

"The task has been completed. The rest of the finishing work can be left to me. You can go to sleep without worries." Scotland looked at him seriously, held his hand, and spoke in a soft but firm voice.

He said: "Trust me, okay?"

Bourbon stayed in his concerned gaze for two seconds, stared at him seriously for nearly half a minute as if confirming, then nodded slowly and said, "Okay."

He stood up and prepared to go to the bedroom to get clothes and take a shower. When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "You should also go to bed early, Scotland. Don't stay up late."

Scotland glanced at the clock that pointed to four o'clock: "Well, I'll go back to bed after you finish taking a bath and drinking the hangover soup."

Bourbon: "..."

Bourbon was a little disappointed and a little aggrieved: "You want to go back?"

Scotland:"……"

Scotland immediately said: "No, I'll stay here."

The droopy corners of Bourbon's mouth immediately rose again, and he went to take a shower happily.

Scotland stood there for two seconds, reflecting deeply on himself... No need, isn't this just in line with his and Bourbon's personalities?

Scotland naturally let go of Ley's dove, smiled and turned around to make sobering soup.

When he received the email again, Ley originally thought it was information from Bourbon, but he didn't expect it to be from Scotland.

[I feel uncomfortable after drinking too much bourbon. I’ll take care of him here.

Leave the contact with Kiel to me, and the follow-up work of the club will be left to you.

--Scotland】

Rai: "?"

Are these two people going too far?

When Bourbon came out of the shower, his face became even redder, and his tone of voice became louder again.

Scotland coaxed Bourbon, who was dizzy but still wanted to keep a serious expression to prove that he was not drunk, to finish the sobering soup, blow-dry his hair and forcefully tuck him into the quilt.

Bourbon struggled to open his eyes: "Aren't you going to sleep? I can still work."

Scotland smiled: "No, you can't work anymore. I will sleep when you sleep."

Bourbon believed it, closed his eyes obediently and said: "Good night, Scotland."

"Good night, Bourbon." Scotland said softly.
To be continued...