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After all the nonsense, Hojo Natsuki slept very soundly.
He closed his eyes as soon as his head touched the pillow, and woke up at eight o'clock the next morning - his biological clock as a social animal diligently woke him up for work.
My first reaction was to change clothes, wash up and go out. It was not until I saw the unfamiliar ceiling that I realized I was not in Yokohama.
Based on the flow rate ratio between the game and reality, he can stay here until eight o'clock in the evening.
Hojo Natsuki stared at the curtains and began to lose his focus.
Whether here or in Yokohama, there are actually many things that he needs to think about, such as exploring the mechanism behind the "Frog Heart"'s successful crossing of the dimensional wall, the opening marketing of the Beika Town Twister branch, how to recruit free new employees to save costs, from which angles to improve [public favorability] and [popularity], the endless administrative work of Port Mafia, and what to do if Mr. Mori is in menopause (?)...
But whenever Hojo Natsuki thought about it, he would unconsciously recall the scene of last night.
As he had not been mentally prepared beforehand, he was somewhat resistant and the other party looked quite dissatisfied - but in the end, they stopped at the experience with only a brief taste.
However, they are both single men, so why is Kurosawa Jin so skilled... He thought for five seconds and decisively attributed the reason to the fact that the other party is older.
Hojo Natsuki slapped his face. It was hot.
Forget it.
He sat up and changed his clothes. All the clothes he bought were stored in the small villa at Beika-cho 2-chome. He didn't want to put dirty clothes back even if it was just for a few hours, so he just wore Kurosawa Jin's clothes.
You need to wear high-necked clothes to cover up some suspicious traces. Fortunately, it is not yet spring, so it is quite normal to wear a high-necked sweater inside.
Hojo Natsuki opened the closet and stared at a pile of coats of almost identical styles, and fell into deep thought: "..."
Not too surprising, it's something Gin would do.
Top Killer certainly doesn't have time to pursue fashion combinations, nor is he too lazy to waste his time on such useless things.
On the left side of the closet, there are more than a dozen black long windbreaker jackets that look like copies and pastes, from left to right, from thick to thin; Kurosawa Jin himself is left-handed, so the thick winter jackets are placed on the far left for easy access.
The storage compartment on the right has similar inner wear on each layer. Compared with the black outerwear next door, which is so black that you can touch it by yourself, they are as bright and dazzling as a rainbow - there are about four or five colors, with low brightness and saturation, and they are very low-key and inconspicuous.
Whether it is a hung coat or a folded inner wear, they are all neatly stored, just like the guns and bullets in the storage room next door, neatly arranged and waiting to be used.
Hojo Natsuki picked up a piece of clothing and put it on. After changing his clothes, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The collar of this wool sweater has a faint scent of detergent and the smell of Kurosawa Jin.
This smell is difficult to describe in words, and there is no way to summarize it with one or two words. I can only find some metaphors that are as close as possible, like fresh snow, like ice chips in the winter wind, like ice cubes in strong liquor.
The smell, hidden in the gas molecules of the detergent, was keenly detected by him as soon as it entered his nasal cavity.
This surprised Hojo Natsuki: "So he can wash clothes."
He had never seen Qinwa wash clothes, nor had he seen Kurosawa do so, so he naturally thought that the other party was so lazy that he threw away all his clothes after wearing them - this was how Kurosawa Jin always treated blood-stained clothes.
The thought that "Gin can do laundry" is strangely funny.
Although this person's laundry probably just involves throwing clothes into the washing machine for a cycle, drying them on a scheduled basis, and then putting them back in the closet.
Hojo Natsuki laughed inexplicably for a while, picked up the cuff of a windbreaker, moved closer, and sniffed gently.
This piece has never been washed and Kurosawa has never worn it.
There is still a little bit of the smell of ironing when it leaves the factory, it is a brand new smell.
Next one.
Also brand new.
Next one.
This one has been washed, but there are still some marks on the cuffs.
There is a slight smell of cigarette smoke, very faint.
Next one...
Hojo Natsuki naturally opened a dark green high-necked inner garment... He suddenly stopped.
"Am I being a little... perverted?" He realized something.
Obviously, normal people don't do this.
This is not right.
Liking the same sex is already outrageous enough, and if it gets any more perverted, you should see a doctor.
Hojo Natsuki straightened his coat guiltily, restoring it to its original neat arrangement.
He spread out a few thin clothes and threw them on the bed. He had a good memory and hands-on ability, and could fold them back into their original square style according to Kurosawa's habit of folding clothes.
After doing all this and burying the "criminal evidence", Hojo Natsuki finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He closed the closet door, stood up, and prepared to go to the living room—
Kurosawa Jin was standing by the bedroom door.
The silver-haired man leaned against the door frame with a blank expression. He stared at him straightly with a playful smile at the corner of his lips. It was unknown how long he had been standing there.
This scene clearly had never happened before, but it felt inexplicably familiar.
Hojo Natsuki had no time to recall. He was so embarrassed that his brain shut down and his expression and movements were stiff.
The other party asked condescendingly, with a cheerful look on his face: "What are you doing?"
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
This is hard to explain.
No matter how you explain it, it will only make things worse.
He said awkwardly, "Your clothes are messy. I'll help you fold them."
"Is it."
Kurosawa Jin said this without comment and walked towards him.
"I thought… "
The other person leaned closer, lifted the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and stroked his waist.
His tone gradually became heavier, and vile, provocative, and humiliating adjectives came out of his lips, instantly igniting the air, evaporating all the moisture and burning people like smoke and fire.
The other person's fingers moved along the skin of the lower back spine all the way up.
Hojo Natsuki wanted to refute, his throat was dry and dry, and he could hardly suppress the subtle tremor caused by the touch. He had a bad feeling and tried to struggle to escape, but was pressed down on the bed by Kurosawa Jin.
He saw Kurosawa lick his lips.
The light-colored lips therefore appeared slightly more moisturized, with an indescribable sexiness.
“…Wait a minute!”
Hojo Natsuki made small talk, "I have something serious to tell you!"
Kurosawa Jin stared at him playfully, like a big cat teasing its prey: "Hmm?"
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
what to do
I didn't think about it when I said that just now.
He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Seeing the other party leaning down, he finally had an idea and said hastily: "—I want to tell you the truth about the 'game'!"
After saying that, I immediately regretted it.
And this topic is obviously attractive to Kurosawa Jin.
He stopped and asked calmly, "What is it?"
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
He hated it so much that he wanted to punch himself.
Can I really tell you? Gin will be very angry, right? She might do something unpredictable when she is angry...
But he would know it sooner or later.
Hojo Natsuki can be described as frank and naive in this regard. Just like after he realized his joyful and awkward mentality, he honestly and frankly told Kurosawa "I should like you a little bit". He never thought about any testing or pushing and pulling, which was too advanced and too tiring.
He understands that a partnership is about sharing everything, and deliberate concealment and premeditated lies are shameful.
"I can tell you... but you have to promise not to get angry no matter what you see." Hojo Natsuki carefully stated the conditions.
Kurosawa Jin lowered his eyes and did not agree immediately. He asked coldly, "Oh. Who else?"
There was that tone again, as if he was ready to go out and kill someone.
“…I have said it all!”
Three or two times
Suspicious, Hojo Natsuki couldn't help but get angry, "Why do you always think of me like this? - Before you, I never liked anyone else, never held hands or kissed anyone, and never..." At this point, he was stuck for half a second because of shame, "... and never hugged anyone!"
Xia Shu became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he whimpered in grievance, with a real puppy whimpering almost coming out of his throat.
He bit each word heavily and repeated, "How could you think of me like this!"
Kurosawa Jin took in his reaction and after a while, he replied, "...Oh."
"I'm very unhappy." Hojo Natsuki was still angry, "You have to apologize."
Obviously, Kurosawa Jin will not apologize.
So far, looking back on his past actions, the only thing that can be called "surrender" or "concession" was when they were in a cold war, Hojo Natsuki didn't say a word, and Kurosawa took the initiative to send him messages several times.
The silver-haired man stared at him expressionlessly, with an indifferent look, as if he was thinking.
After a moment, the other person lowered his head and pressed his lips against his - just like Xia Shu had done before to make him happy, the touch was as quick as a dragonfly touching the water, without any sexual connotation.
"… "
Hojo Natsuki looked away, not wanting to appear too easy to please.
But after holding it in for a few seconds, she couldn't help laughing, and faint dimples appeared on her cheeks.
Kurosawa Jin's expression also softened.
"You still have to promise me first." Hojo Natsuki cleared his throat and brought the conversation back to business. "After I tell you, you can't be angry with me. This matter is not something I can decide. It was like this when I got it, and I am innocent."
Kurosawa Jin: “Oh.”
Surprisingly easy to talk to.
Hojo Natsuki took the opportunity to press the issue: "There are additional conditions."
Kurosawa guessed what he was going to say and sneered, "Be a mentor?"
“Of course…” He was about to say ‘of course’, but swallowed his words hesitantly under the other person’s gaze, and gradually lowered his requirements, “… Just a nominal supervisor. Or a teaching assistant, that’s fine too, you don’t have to do academic research yourself. … At least you have to publish an SCI paper! I really need an SCI paper.”
Kurosawa Jin didn't comment and went straight to the point: "Is the 'game' in the phone?"
The other party did not agree directly, but based on this attitude, Hojo Natsuki took it as his consent.
"Yeah." He took out his phone and gave Kurosawa a heads-up. "You... not just you, everyone in this world, in their cell phone form, is not human. I didn't realize you were human at first, so I was more casual about it."
Kurosawa stared at him with interest: "It's not a human. What is it?" He thought for a moment, "An animal?"
Hojo Natsuki was surprised at his sharpness.
If you think about it carefully, he actually has a lot of related flaws, such as saying "little quack", "kitten", "puppy"... Although they are also common, animal-like cute pronouns, it is not difficult to connect them with the content of the game when you know the truth.
"What am I?" Kurosawa continued to guess, "... a frog?"
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
Cosmic Dog Sublimation.jpg
He nodded and said stutteringly, "Well, yes."
Kurosawa spread his hands: "Give it to me."
Hojo Natsuki was alert: "You can't do anything rash. I have to keep an eye on you. The lifeblood of the entire organization is in my hands. If I make any move, it will cost hundreds of millions."
In fact, he was afraid that Kurosawa Jin would see the postcard sent by Qinwa.
From the player's perspective, it's funny and cute; but when Gin herself sees it... Help, this is unimaginable.
Kurosawa: “Oh.”
So he moved slightly towards Kurosawa and opened the game in front of him.
The game is still stuck at the interface when I hastily exited it before, which is Kaito Chicken's dialog box.
[N]: Would you steal someone
[Jide]：
[Jide]: I am a Phantom Thief! Not Mr. XX next door!
[N]: That’s not what I meant.
[Jide]: I only steal gems
[Jide]: Isn’t it just delivering express
[Jide]: I will deliver it. Let me wear a mask to deliver it. It can be anywhere. I will deliver it quickly.
[Jide]: ... Wait, that's not what I mean by wearing a mask!
[Jide]: I don’t steal people!
[Jide]: Or you can just kill me.jpg
He went offline yesterday without having the chance to explain. The ambiguous question made the pure DK Kuroba Kaito panic. He mistakenly thought that the evil boss with a very special hobby was going to make some strange and obscure requests to him, so he flooded the screen with replies, insisting on defending his purity.
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
He decisively clicked the cross, closed the dialog box, and handed him the phone with the [Employee List] lit up.
Kurosawa Jin glanced at it with a cold expression. He was not very interested in the symbolic meaning of the little frog head and these animal heads, and did not show any surprise.
Yes, as a Gin, he discriminates, despises and ignores everyone in the organization equally. Whether they are human or frog, to Kurosawa, it doesn't make much difference.
Despite this, Kurosawa Jin still found a gray fish avatar at the end of the employee list.
[Lei][Defected]
He hovered his finger for two seconds, clicked on the panel of [Lai], and found that its real name was [Akai Fish].
Kurosawa Jin was calm and his expression, as if washed by water, finally underwent a slight change.
He frowned slightly, looking a little angry.
Hojo Natsuki guessed that he was probably very unhappy because he found out that his arch-enemy, who he had been fighting with for several years, was actually Yukan, and he felt that his status had dropped.
However, the next second, Kurosawa Jin sneered: "He is actually alive."
Hojo Natsuki: “???”
Is this the point? Even if you find out your enemy is a fish, you still have to fight him to the death
Inevitably, he showed an expression of shock and speechlessness.
Kurosawa Jin glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Why? He seduced you, and you don't want him to die?"
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
He was increasingly speechless.
After so long, thinking of Akai Yuyu's breathtaking seductive eyes, Hojo Natsuki can still recall the three parts of shock, three parts of confusion, and four parts of "Help me, why am I not blind?" pain, as if it were replayed yesterday.
But Kurosawa Jin hated Akai very much, so he just followed his wishes and shut up without arguing.
Kurosawa turned off [Simulation Management] and the interface automatically switched back to [Development], so he saw the frog and the little white dog sitting on the bed.
There was an indescribable look of disgust on his face, the kind of expression where one had expected it long ago, but when one actually saw it one still couldn't suppress the anger.
Hojo Natsuki quickly hugged his neck and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder.
Pure 'games' were a thing of the past, and they were now able to touch each other.
"I'm also an animal in the game," he said, "You just promised me you wouldn't be angry."
Kurosawa Jin: “Oh.”
Because of this real tight hug, the other party seemed to relax a little.
Hojo Natsuki still didn't let go of his hand, his chin resting on his shoulder. The phone screen was in Kurosawa's hand, so he couldn't see it at all.
After a few seconds, he only heard the other party laugh, which was low and cold, with a hint of gritted teeth, which was very disturbing.
"Hojo Natsuki."
Kurosawa suddenly called his name, including his full name, slowly and calmly.
A bad feeling.
Then, the other person pinched Xia Shu's chin and moved the phone screen in front of his eyes.
Below the round head of the little frog, there are two pictures of cats and dogs that have long since turned gray. They are usually hidden.
The status is stored in the “[]” icon under the avatar.
[] was clicked by someone.
Thus, the conditions of the two little animals were openly displayed in front of Kurosawa.
[Jingwang][left]
[Zero Meow][Has left]
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
Help, no way.
Kurosawa Jin's eyes swept over, as cold as usual, but with a sticky and scalding feeling, like the scarlet steam rising from boiling water. All emotions were steaming up into the air, anger, jealousy, possessiveness... and, deep-rooted hatred.
It seemed as if the other party wanted to swallow him into its stomach and melt and collapse.
But at this moment, his tone was light and he said quite calmly: "Explain it."
(End of this chapter)