On the day when Kurosawa Jin sneaked into a nightclub and killed the second-in-command of the Kushiya Group, he was noticed by Rum.
In fact, he had done a very good job, changing his appearance, restraining his aura, and blending into the crowd seamlessly. There was nothing wrong with him.
Kurosawa Jin was too young at this time and did not have much experience as a killer, he acted entirely based on talent and intuition; whereas Rum had lived twenty years longer than Kurosawa and had always been on the front line of the organization, living his life walking on the edge of a knife every day, he could be stabbed through if he was not careful, so he was extremely sensitive to murderous intent and quickly locked onto Kurosawa.
The organization needs new blood, especially the action team.
—This silver-haired boy might be a good candidate for training.
So Rum stood by with the mentality of an organization's HR, watching from afar as Kurosawa successfully assassinated the second-in-command of the Kushiya Group, and watched him deal with the evidence and get away with it, leaving the police who hurried over confused.
Even Rum couldn't help but sigh that at such a young age, he could be so cold-blooded, efficient, and unscrupulous. He was simply a born executioner.
If he could be recruited and carefully trained, he would become a top killer in a few years. He believed that the organization needed such talents.
With the power of the second-in-command of the Black Organization, it is not difficult to find an unprotected young man in Tokyo.
Not long after, Rum extended an olive branch to Kurosawa Jin.
He first stated his purpose directly and skillfully demonstrated the size and financial resources of the organization.
Kurosawa Jin was naturally very cautious and a little shaken, but he did not agree immediately.
So Rum paid a large sum of money to commission Kurosawa to kill a man. He did it, and after the sniper attack, he disposed of the body nearby in Tokyo Bay.
Within a few minutes, the bank transfer information popped up, followed by another text message.
[The mission reward has been paid. You did a great job.]
If you are interested in joining our organization, please contact this number. You can call me Rum.]
Kurosawa Jin stared at the text message for a while and deleted it decisively, but he had already memorized the string of numbers.
A few days later, he pressed the numbers one by one on the software keyboard and dialed Rum's number.
Kurosawa asked: "…What do I need to do?"
Rum replied immediately: "Mission. The boss or I will notify you via text message or email. You must complete it in a timely manner, in any way, and report back later."
"What can I get?"
"Money, power, and beauty." Rum answered quickly, and then said, "As long as you can prove your worth, you can have endless material enjoyment. The organization can give you as much as you want."
Then you won’t be threatened by idiotic talk like “your simulation shooting range is gone”.
Kurosawa paused and said, "Will I be restricted outside of the mission time?"
Rum: "The boss only cares about whether the assigned tasks are completed. He never interferes with the private lives of members and there is no need to report the itinerary. As long as you don't betray the organization, you always have the greatest degree of freedom."
Kurosawa Jin was silent for a moment, his breathing was shallow and steady. When he spoke again, it seemed as if he had made a decision: "I know. What is the name of the organization?"
This question stumped Rum: “… ”
Ah, I really can’t say this.
Rum could only respond in an unfathomable tone: "No need to ask now, you will know later."
Life is not a movie. Major turning points in life often do not have any earth-shaking signs. Just like eating a meal or scooping up a handful of water, making a decision is just a matter of a flash of thought, and the future is actually changed because of it.
On this most ordinary day, Kurosawa Jin accepted Rum's invitation and joined the organization, thus taking the first step in his Top Killer career.
Then the future Top Killer returned home, and in order to use the virtual shooting range, he took the initiative to open his high school workbook with an expression as if he wanted to kill someone.
[[Qinwa] is getting annoyed doing the test and is taking it out on you, Favorability -1]
[[Qinwa] hates Guowen and is angry at you, favorability -1]
Hojo Natsuki
As soon as he came online, system messages about deducting favorability came flying in like snowflakes, while the school-averse Xiao Gua was in the [Gua Tutoring] classroom, doing his homework.
He saw Qinwa's impatient expression. Even though he hadn't drunk the sobering soup yet, the headache from his hangover had eased a little.
As expected, real happiness can only be obtained by bullying the unlucky little ones. Look at the frog, who is tortured by his studies and keeps pulling his hair. He looks like a wild boar rushing around the mountain but completely unable to find the right direction!
That’s great! Apart from going to work, the only pain that is shared by everyone is the pain of taking exams.
Hojo Natsuki hypocritically sent it a message to greet: [Are you tired from studying? Isn't it boring without classmates to play with? Do you want to go to school? ]
[Gin]：…
[Gin]: No
Qinwa finally couldn't help asking: [Why do you want me to go to school? ]
"Because normal people should go to school." Hojo Natsuki thought, "Do you think you can be exempted just because you are a little frog?"
He tried to tell the school-weary Gua some of the benefits of school in order to awaken his desire to learn: [You can make friends, have someone to play with you, do silly things with you, and date the girl you like... Aren't these good? Why do you hate school so much? ]
[Gin]: Not interested
[Gin]：Who wants to waste time on a fool who only makes noise
What a good reply from Qinwa. Hojo Natsuki curled his eyes and smiled, not surprised at all.
[Natsuki]：But, isn't it the right thing for you to do at your age to quarrel with a bunch of idiots? That's 'youth', that's what they show on TV.
When Hojo Natsuki was studying, he hired a home tutor and completed basic education and higher education at an early age.
Then, at the age of fifteen, I started working for Hong Kong gangsters and never had a single day of campus life, let alone the concept of "classmates".
His pitifully superficial knowledge of the campus came entirely from the few clips of TV dramas he had seen.
People always have an inexplicable filter for things they have never had, and coupled with the beautification in the film and television production process, the image of campus in his mind is hazy and beautiful. He always feels that his life is incomplete without this necessary experience.
When Kurosawa saw his reply, he raised his eyebrows slightly with a sarcastic look.
He thought, what is the 'right thing to do'
He shouldn't have killed anyone, but he has so many lives on his hands; his mother shouldn't have died, but that woman left many years ago.
Kurosawa Jin had no interest in happiness and value standards in the secular sense, and he hated the discipline that set standards for him. He frowned and was about to retort with a few impolite remarks when the news about 'Natsuki' came again.
Hojo Natsuki denied himself and said gently: "Well, since you don't like it, I won't mention it in the future. No one stipulates which road is the only way to go."
He found himself a little funny. It was really stupid to instill obsession into a virtual pet. Perhaps this was the power of "regret" that made people stubborn and stubborn.
[I have never been to school, nor have I been to any of my peers on campus, but I always feel that this is a good thing, so I want you to give it a try. If you don't want to go, then don't go. It's okay.]
As soon as he mentioned this, he couldn't help but continue talking, wanting to pour out all his thoughts: [I actually have a lot of things I want to do. I haven't been to Russia, Iceland... many places, and I haven't even eaten butter potatoes in Hokkaido. Limited by the current situation, some things may take decades to enjoy slowly. If Gin goes there first, it will be a subtle feeling of fulfillment. I will be very happy. ]
[However, the premise is that you are also happy. ]
Kurosawa Jin lowered his eyes and stared at the news for a moment, his gaze intense and focused.
He sat upright in the chair, like a breathing statue, with only his chest rising and falling slowly and imperceptibly. The thin lines of his shoulders and back seemed frozen in the light of the incandescent lamp.
After a long time, he pressed the backspace key again and again, deleted the half line he had typed, and retyped his reply.
[Gin]: Oh
Xia Shu didn't care about its indifference.
After all, the frog has always been like this.
[Natsuki]: So go out more often and send me postcards.
[Natsuki]：I love California. When you go to California, remember to take lots of photos and send them to me.
[Gin]: Got it
Such a brief affirmative reply was already a great degree of acquiescence and concession for Kurosawa Jin.
Hojo Natsuki on the other side of the screen was extremely perceptive, and he sensed this emotion, and immediately and skillfully pressed the issue further—
[Natsuki]: Actually... I haven't been to jail yet. Go to jail when you have time.
Kurosawa Jin: “?”
Kurosawa Jin: “…”
He pressed the screen-off button expressionlessly.
This idiot should die soon.
Every time the frog is speechless and can't speak, Hojo Natsuki is motivated to quack endlessly.
[Natsuki]: Could you please send me some more souvenirs
Other people’s quacks would send local specialties, but Qinwa would not send anything, even if it was just cabbage and onions!
I bought so many things for it, but you didn't even give it a cabbage? How stingy!
[Natsuki]: Or make some handicrafts, furniture, etc. that you can make by yourself.
Other people's quacks can make furniture and seals, but Qinwa can only play CS! So useless!
The frog seemed to have sensed his dissatisfaction, and immediately withdrew from its seemingly easy-going attitude and made a few sarcastic remarks to the player in a neutral tone.
[Gin]：Go
[Gin]：Dreaming faster
Its level of swearing and yin-yang was not even one percent of Dazai Osamu's, and the damage it caused to Hojo Natsuki was zero. Not only did it fail to break his defense, it also made him find it really funny, and he became happy almost immediately.
After bullying Xiaogua, Hojo Natsuki did his routine sign-in and draw a lottery, then opened the [Simulated Management] to check if the employees were slacking off.
He scanned the employee list and the pond and found that one of the familiar frogs was missing, so he sent a message to Rum: [Where's Chivas? ]
[Rumquat]: Chivas failed in his mission, and to prevent future troubles, he was silenced
Hojo Natsuki was shocked. Why did they kill the witnesses after the mission failed? These little frogs actually had such a mafia style!
Are you kidding me? Who is the mafia between him and the frogs
However, it turned out that Chivas Quack disappeared from the pond because he died. It was no big deal. He thought this guy had skipped work.
[Rumquaw]: Boss, the new site of the research institute has been completed and is expected to be moved in seven days. Do you want to choose a day to inspect it
Hojo Natsuki would definitely not be happy to go.
No matter how many times he was asked to repeat, he was just a little puppy and his identity would be easily discovered if he stayed with these frogs for too long.
He wanted to refuse, but the system popped up a message, saying that he would not be allowed to continue playing Hide the Frog this time.
[[The Second Pharmaceutical Research Institute] is a research institute built by the former boss [Karasuma] at a great expense and effort]
[The [Second Pharmaceutical Research Institute] is very important to the [Frog Tissue], and the research on the [Silver Bullet] series of drugs that can reverse time can only make progress in the [Second Pharmaceutical Research Institute]]
[As the boss of the [Frog Organization], please be sure to come and give us some guidance]
[Mission countdown: 168 hours]
Oh no, it seems like I really have to go out and meet the frogs.
Maybe he has been dragging his feet on meeting with his employees offline, and the plot has been slow to progress, so the system wants to push it forward
The countdown has been given, and there is probably no way to hide this time.
Hojo Natsuki was a little nervous, and he opened the image panel to confirm that he had put on the sad frog head cover, hoping to get away with it...
Hey? Are there so many styles of Frog Headgear
He stroked it up and down.
Since this is the first time you are meeting the employees, choose the most dignified and elegant sad frog headgear.
Hojo Natsuki finished his selection and confirmed it, revealing
A satisfied smile.
His frog employees must be looking forward to meeting him, right
(End of this chapter)