The man who was busy doing the task shot the target's head off with one shot and then quietly evacuated.
I turned on my cell phone in the car.
The next second, I wanted to throw the phone out of the car window.
[If you are late...——cahors (Cahors)]
The man understood clearly what the other party said.
This is a blatant threat.
"Why don't you stay in the United States and don't come back——!" The man stepped on the accelerator.
Why is that troublesome kid Kaa back?
…
[I brought you a gift~——cahors (Cahors)]
The silver-haired man looked at the news and smiled disdainfully.
A gift? It just brings him trouble.
"Brother, what gift will Kaa bring you?" Vodka on the side said in a curious and expectant tone.
"You want it?" Gin asked.
"No, no." Vodka shook his head quickly.
How dare he ask for the gift Kaa gave to Brother Gin.
"That brat..." Gin sneered, but did not say the next words.
…
"Hey~Toru-kun~Long time no see~" Tsushima Shuji was pushed off the plane in a wheelchair by his bodyguard, and saw the blond man standing aside and leaning on the car waiting.
He immediately raised a hand to greet him, and his tone was full of interest.
Shuji Tsushima: There is someone else to persecute~
No one in the United States can persecute him, and there is no sense of achievement in persecuting the adoptive father.
I also have to act with a group of people.
So boring~
"Haha, yes, long time no see." Toru Amuro said with a smile.
That’s weird! It hasn’t even arrived in a month!
In such a short period of time, he has not enjoyed enough freedom!
but……
He looked at the young man who was different from before, wearing a white suit and sitting in a wheelchair, and fell into deep thought.
Kaa, this is...
Acting paralyzed?
And that box...
What is it?
He stared at the black box on the other's lap with one hand wrapped around it, his eyes doubtful.
That's a...girl's dressing box?
It is also inlaid with red gems.
"Did you bring a gift to anyone?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Huh?" Tsushima Shuji followed his gaze and looked at the box in his arms.
"I did bring you a gift..." He nodded.
"But this is not a gift." He touched the box and shook his head.
"Then this is..." Toru Amuro was confused.
"The ashes contained in this are my uncle's ashes." Shuji Tsushima sighed silently with melancholy eyes.
Oh, the urn...——!!!
You went to the United States and your uncle died?
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Is that the Grim Reaper who often encounters cases, you or the Mori family...
Toru Amuro looked at Tsushima Shuji suspiciously.
"The FBI is already investigating the case." Tsushima Shuji said helplessly.
"But they couldn't find the murderer either." He sighed.
"Haha." Amuro smiled.
Isn’t it normal for the FBI to find the murderer?
But...what kind of case did Kao encounter? Even the FBI got involved.
He looked at the urn held by the other party and thought in his mind.
…
"Toru-kun, please push the wheelchair for me." Shuji Tsushima said obediently and politely.
"...No problem." Toru Amuro forced a smile.
Is Kaa really a cripple or a fake cripple?
Can you still walk?
He thought for a moment and pretended that he accidentally bumped into a corner.
Looking at Tsushima Shuji who fell forward due to inertia.
Let me see if you really can't walk.
Under his gaze, Tsushima Shuji's legs remained motionless and he fell straight towards the ground.
The other party subconsciously hugged the urn in his arms tightly.
Toru Amuro:...No way...Kaa, this little brat...
He stretched out his hand, grabbed the other person's collar, and pushed the person back into the wheelchair.
"Really, Tohru-kun, you need to be careful, I almost fell down." Tsushima Shuji opened his eyes and looked at himself, complaining dissatisfied.
"Who knew you really couldn't walk anymore?" Toru Amuro said in a cool tone.
"Alas -" Tsushima Shuji let out a long sigh.
"All this... it's a long story." He looked melancholy.
It seems like there is an inexplicable story behind it.
When I opened the door to the apartment, I saw three people sitting on the sofa.
Gin, vodka and scotch.
"Hey, gin~vodka~Scottish gentleman~Long time no see~" Shuji Tsushima waved hello to them in a cheerful tone.
"Who did it?"
Gin frowned and looked at Tsushima Shuji sitting in the wheelchair, and subconsciously touched the gun at his waist.
"Kaa, what's wrong with you?" Vodka asked worriedly.
"Kaa, you..." Scotland looked worried.
"I encountered an explosion abroad...my legs..." The boy in the wheelchair looked sad.
"The doctor said that I may not have a chance to stand up...it hurts..." he was saying with melancholy eyes.
Gin stepped forward and dragged him up by his collar.
He immediately struggled on all fours and tried to escape.
"Continue to pretend?" Gin sneered.
"Hey~" Tsushima Shuji smiled innocently and confidently.
"I'll give you a greeting gift!" He said rationally and without any panic.
"Don't scare us." Scotland said helplessly.
"Kaa really scared me." Vodka smiled innocently.
Brother Gin was probably scared too.
"Haha..." Bourbon sneered expressionlessly.
Damn you kid, give me my sympathy back!
"What is this box?" Gin asked, holding the black box in one hand.
"The urn." Tsushima Shuji said casually.
"Whose?" Gin frowned.
"Of course it belongs to uncle." Tsushima Shuji said casually.
"..." Gin looked at the urn in his hand and placed it on the table in silence.
Shuji Tsushima's uncle...
The identity of Haruhiko Oba was forged, and that identity was used by that adult at the beginning.
It seems like that identity has been scrapped this time.
"I was shot in the United States and went to the emergency room several times." The young man said pitifully.
"I almost died in the United States and never came back." He said with fear.
"Shot?" Gin looked at him.
"You hit it on purpose, I'm afraid I thought the bullet was not accurate, so you survived." Gin said with a look of understanding and a disdainful tone.
"Ah la..." The young man blinked.
"You are indeed a gin~" He smiled with a deep look in his eyes.
"That's right, I have to offer this box..." Tsushima Shuji said and put the urn on the shelf nearby.
Then he found an incense burner, incense sticks and a few candles.
Then he placed some fruits beside the box.
After thinking for a while, he took out a photo of Haruhiko Oba and pasted it on the urn.
I bowed pretendingly.
"Have a good trip, uncle." He said in a sad tone.
"This is Kaa, your uncle..." Scotland looked at the man in the photo.
Black hair, dark eyes, gentle smile.
But it gives people a very similar feeling to Kaa...
What does it feel like?
Scotland was lost in thought.
"Ah, my uncle, Oba Haruhiko." Tsushima Shuji nodded.
"It is also my last relative."
"Of course, I don't have any relatives now." The young man sighed helplessly.
"Isn't that Ritsuya Maeda your brother?" Bourbon asked from the side.
"..." Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment.
"He is not my brother. He is obviously thinking about how to kill me and inherit Tsushima Club. Oh, now there is an extra Alande." Tsushima Shuji complained.