Chapter 142 Bitters: Has the Organization Ever Been Better?
Many countries prohibit underage drinking, and in some places the minimum age for marriage is earlier than the legal age for drinking.
However, this can only be limited to regular bars or supermarkets. In some places, as long as you give enough money, you can easily buy organs or human lives, let alone serve alcohol to minors?
Jing Baiye himself does not drink. On the contrary, his guardian member Belmod will pour a glass of wine whenever he has time. Sometimes he will buy wine for her, and she has taught him how to distinguish real wine from fake wine.
He had never bought any fake wine when buying wine in person, but when he was in France, he was given a few bottles by lower-level members who didn't know he didn't drink.
After Jing Baiye confirmed that this was real Scotch whiskey, he returned the glass to Midorikawa Xin: "Is the red velvet cake I want ready?"
"Okay, the small one is on the first floor above, and the big one is on the fourth floor."
"Were you not full at the restaurant just now?" Toru Amuro asked from the side.
"I'm full, but I can still eat cake."
Jing Baiye took out the cake from the refrigerator and was about to put it on the table in front of the sofa when Midorikawa Xin stopped him: "No need to share it with us, we can't eat it."
"Then I'll eat it alone."
Although he had steak, cream of mushroom soup, vegetable salad and a crème brûlée in the Overlook Restaurant, this small cake was only six inches and he could finish it by himself.
"Okay." Midorikawa Xin frowned and said, "If you can't eat anymore, don't eat it forcefully, or you may spoil your stomach."
Jing Baiye looked at him. This kind of caring words was a bit like Belmode. She often said this to him when she took him to the cafeteria, and then took away the plate in his hand with a smile.
He nodded, placed the cake on the dining table not far from the sofa, and turned around to get a fork and milk.
Since there was no need to share it with others, Jing Baiye took a fork and ate it directly.
Not far away from him, Shin Midorikawa and Toru Amuro opened a new bottle of bourbon. Perhaps out of concern for his presence, they did not make any noise like obnoxious drunkards, and their voices were even lower than usual.
Jing Baiye did not deliberately listen to the conversation between the two. When he heard Midorikawa Xin's voice, he suddenly thought of the temporary guardianship member he had not decided yet.
Speaking of which, he has been back in Japan for a long time. If it were a novel, it would be enough for some slow pigeon authors to write it for several months.
From the first day he came back, he said he wanted to find a temporary guardian - it doesn't matter if he has a code name, as long as he can take care of his daily life - after meeting Midorikawa Shin, he felt that he was very suitable, but in the end he didn't mention it to me for so long.
Get through this.
Although the relationship was between a superior and a subordinate, Jing Baiye did not want to force others. He hoped that Midorikawa Xin would agree voluntarily, not because he was his superior and had to agree.
While he was eating, he was thinking about how to bring this up, and most of the cake disappeared without realizing it.
Jing Baiye ate very quickly. He chewed the last bit of cake, took a sip of milk, and swallowed it all. The plate and cup were empty.
Midorikawa should agree, right? Both Bermod and Gin said that he is easy to support. Most of the time, you don't have to worry about it, and you don't need to pay alimony. You just need to cook for him.
Jing Baiye didn't have a decent guardian in his first two lives.
In his first life, he was raised intensively with many people in a training camp. The caregivers would not abuse them, but they would look at them as if they were looking at a computer in the classroom. They would not remember their names and would only call out the numbers on their armbands.
, the teacher who taught him sniping was more like a partner;
The second life was not as good as the first. The cigarette scars on his neck and his irritability when faced with money problems were all brought to him by his father during his childhood.
This is his third life, the most peaceful and normal world he has ever experienced, and it is also the first time he has met a guardian who will be kind to him.
Jing Baiye looked at the sofa. From his angle, he couldn't see the expressions of the two people. He could only see Midorikawa Xin opening another bottle of wine.
In addition to taking care of his daily life, he also had a request that he didn't know if it was too much - he hoped that the new guardian could spend more time with him.
In the past, Belmode was very busy, and his adoptive mother was bored and afraid of him. He hoped that besides the system, there would be other people around him to accompany him for a long time.
Of course, he will not let the other party pay unilaterally. He will also be kind to him and protect him to the best of his ability.
The quiet system suddenly clicked strangely.
[This does not mean that there is anything wrong with you.] Jing Baiye thought the system was angry and immediately apologized to it, [I am really glad that you exist, you are the only one in this world who can always accompany me.]
【...It's okay. I know.】
The neutral electronic sound of the system somehow carries a sense of powerlessness.
Jing Baiye put down his fork and put the empty plate and glass into the sink. When he turned around, he saw the two people on the sofa still drinking.
He went over and counted the wine bottles on the table and on the floor, and couldn't help but remind him: "Drink less, wine is not a good thing."
Toru Amuro leaned half back on the sofa and shook the wine glass in his hand: "There is so much wine in the organization, but you are also a bottle of wine... Are you saying that the organization is not a good thing?"
Due to the color of his skin, Jing Baiye couldn't tell whether Toru Amuro was blushing or not. She just felt that his tone of voice was different from usual, which was a bit irritating.
"The organization has not been in trouble since its birth. It has been committing crimes." He asked strangely, "Are you drunk? You don't even know this?"
As a former super high school-level criminal, Jing Baiye knows the crimes of the organization better than anyone else.
The organization is not good, and most of the members of the organization are not good either. Black like mud is the most suitable color for the organization.
The current boss has become a little gentler in his methods after taking office, but he still commits murders and arson. In most countries, he would be imprisoned. He has killed enough people in his lifetime to be stabbed for more than a hundred times.
Jing Baiye wondered if Amuro Toru was drunk and would question such an obvious thing.
Whether they are code members or low-level members, people in the organization rarely let themselves get completely drunk, even if they are followed by people they trust... Amuro Toru is a bit timid and would not make such a mistake.
?
Jing Baiye asked worriedly: "Do you want me to buy you some hangover medicine?"
Toru Amuro didn't reply. He lowered his head, and the staggered bangs on his forehead blocked his eyes, making it difficult for Jing Baiye to see his eyes clearly.
Midorikawa Xin next to him took the wine glass from his hand, stood up and pulled him up from the sofa: "No need to trouble you, I will send him up to rest right now."
Jing Baiye did not stop his movement and watched as he supported Toru Amuro, carefully avoiding the pile of empty wine bottles on the table and the floor, and walked towards the door of the living room.
"Midori Chuan." He suddenly stopped him, "Please come down here again later. I have something to say to you."
Midorikawa Xin was stunned for a moment: "I understand."