The guy whom Gin thought was the bold police dog was sitting on the bed in the room at the moment.
The blond man's expression was a little complicated.
He seemed to be worried and a little restless.
He frowned and recalled his performance in his mind.
I found that there were no flaws in the performance.
Just the right amount of indifference, and the sentence "What do you think?" is intentionally left blank.
Regardless of whether Avicril was wrong or not, he would feel that he was wrong because of his cold attitude and the double implication of these words.
But he wasn't sure whether this method would be useful to Avicril.
At this moment, Toru Amuro had ignored the fact that the other party was suspected of being an emotionally deficient patient.
After being brainwashed, the memory is blank and there is no emotion, so it is normal to be diagnosed with emotional deficiency.
Avicril's behavior does not appear to be that of an emotionally deficient patient.
Toru Amuro recalled that during the day, he dressed up and went to a private mental hospital to observe patients with affective apathy.
There is no one like Avicril, who always has a rich and understandable expression on his face.
Those patients with affective apathy are numb, and their eyes are full of boredom, as if they are separated from the world by a thick layer of glass, and rarely respond to the outside world.
Such observations led him to deny the possibility that Avicril suffered from affective apathy.
Since it's not an affective disorder, but if you have feelings...
As long as the other party really cares about him and relies on him, then his methods must be effective.
As for how to judge whether the method is effective...
The blond man lowered his eyes to cover the surging emotions in his eyes.
He will figure it out.
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The next morning, when Aito came to the restaurant downstairs, Toru Amuro was already sitting at the table and was eating breakfast by himself without waiting for him.
"Good morning, Brother Tou." The white-haired boy sat down in his seat and greeted with a bright smile.
"Yeah." The man didn't hide his coldness and perfunctoryness, and even accelerated his eating speed.
"...Can you tell me what I did wrong?" The young man's bright smile turned a little dim and he asked cautiously.
"I'm done eating, let's go first." The blond man put down the tableware and stood up without hesitation.
"Brother Tou..." The white-haired boy opened his mouth to say something, but the man had already walked to the door, obviously not wanting to hear it.
The young man lowered his head while sitting, unable to see his expression clearly.
Tears fell one drop after another on his pants, and he clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his legs, looking like he was trying his best to hide his crying.
Amuro saw this scene out of the corner of her eye as she walked out the door.
Then he came to a conclusion.
This method is useful.
Avril was indeed saddened by his sudden cold attitude.
He only needs to wait until Avicril pleases him later, give him a gentle attitude, and then withdraw his tenderness and continue to treat him coldly, again and again...
The other party will also please him more and more again and again.
He sat in the driver's seat, leaning back and facing the roof of the car. He saw what he looked like at the moment in the rearview mirror. As if he didn't want to see himself like this, he stretched out his hands to cover his face.
How despicable, Toru Amuro.
He was silent for a long time, then sat upright again and took control of the steering wheel.
But even if he had to do it again, he would still choose to do it.
This is the best method at present.
Because Avicril's utilization value is extremely high.
Whether you want to obtain information about the organization or plan your escape if your identity is exposed, you can use each other.
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"The anxiety and loss I showed just now shouldn't be a problem..." When Toru Amuro was completely far away and couldn't see everything happening in the room, the young man raised his head and murmured to himself thoughtfully.
If Brother Tou wants to see it, let him see it.
But if his performance is unqualified, Brother Tou probably won't be happy if he sees it.
But feelings and the expression of feelings are really complicated.
I can't understand it at all.
"Let's go to school." Aito picked up Dafu who had consciously shrunk to the side, as well as the cookie hidden in Dafu's hat, and the paper doll Mingmei who consciously got into her schoolbag.
He picked up four shoe boxes and walked towards school.
Hideki Morohoshi especially likes the bold and enthusiastic red color, and he is very suitable for such a bold color, so there is a lot of red in his clothes.
Today, he is wearing a black shirt and a red sports coat. The zipper is not zipped up. He has a football on his left foot. He looks like a typical sports boy.
There was a newspaper in his hand, and Aito didn't pay attention to the contents of the newspaper, he just looked at the other person's hand.
Hideki Morohoshi's right hand was wrapped with a bandage, looking like he was injured.
"Hey, you're here." Hideki Morohoshi raised his hand in greeting without any care.
"These boxes... could it be that the shoes we talked about yesterday have been ready today? This is too fast! As expected of Miyamoto!" His eyes fell on the four boxes held by Aito,
His eyes suddenly lit up, with a bit of excitement and excitement.
"Well, it's done. By the way, put the shoes you change into in these boxes. I'll take them back and upgrade them." The white-haired boy put the shoe boxes aside and nodded.
"Is your hand injured?" Aito asked curiously after sitting down in his seat.
Six eyes can see the opponent's bandage removal.
It doesn't feel like an injury...
"This, this is the medal I got because I worked hard enough..." Hideki Morohoshi raised his right hand proudly.
"Because I worked very hard on my gun practice during this period, I got blisters. After I pricked them, I applied medicine and put a bandage on them..." He shook his head and said.
In fact, the situation was not so serious before, but he gave himself extra training yesterday, so it broke out.
"You must have experienced this before when you were training with guns," Hideki Morohoshi sighed.
Aito's eyes blinked under his sunglasses, looking thoughtful.
Will normal people get blisters when practicing shooting?
I see.
"When a cocoon grows, it won't be like this anymore." Morohoshi Hideki continued.
Aito continued to think thoughtfully. It turns out that normal people will develop calluses when practicing guns.
But he has nothing.
No calluses or blisters have appeared.
"But after putting on the bandage, the feeling of holding the gun was not right anymore, and it was a bit difficult to control, so I started practicing with the left hand pistol..." Hideki Morohoshi continued to share his training plan.
What if one day there is an accident with my right hand and I am unable to shoot, but my left hand is not good at shooting?
Sure enough, you still need to plan ahead and prepare as early as possible.
There is a so-called two-sword style in swordsmanship. If he can use a gun with both hands, it should be called a double-gun?
Morohoshi Hideki thought this in his heart and nodded for his naming ability.
PS: I thought I could get two perfect attendance certificates for dual-education, but in order to keep working harder, I found... Not only could I not get two perfect attendance certificates for dual-education, I even lost one perfect attendance certificate, which made me feel broken.
If I had known, I would have opened a small account. Oh, oh, oh, blame me for my lack of experience. Damn it.