Hojo Natsuki: “…”
This bastard.
The jerk who messes with people's mentality is still gossiping enthusiastically.
[Dazai Osamu]: Who is Gin
[Dazai Osamu]: People from Port Mafia? Are they your new subordinates
[Dazai Osamu]: It is a foreigner’s name
Although it's okay to tell Dazai, this guy has no experience in love, but he is unexpectedly good at it. He often makes women fall in love with him at first sight and quickly fall into unrequited love. Maybe Dazai can help him analyze the situation and make a decision... But Hojo Natsuki doesn't want to answer.
You will be laughed at, and you will be laughed at for the rest of your life.
My scalp tingles just imagining it.
[Xia Shu]: Why haven’t you slept yet
[Dazai Osamu]: Oh, you changed the subject so abruptly. Are you feeling guilty
[Dazai Osamu]: It seems that you are not completely indifferent to Mr. Gin.
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
Obviously, if he continued to answer, in just a few rounds, the other party would be able to uncover all his information and give him sarcastic and random instructions. He chose to give the other party a taste of his own medicine and throw the question back.
[Xia Shu]: What do you think
[Dazai Osamu]: I can’t guess
[Dazai Osamu]: But you haven’t slept yet so late, it must be because of this, right
[Dazai Osamu]: I didn't expect that a heartless person like Natsuki-kun would toss and turn because of others.
Dazai, a terrifying riddle man who can see into people's hearts.
When you are guessed, you must never show weakness.
Hojo Natsuki turned over.
[Xia Shu]: Mr. former cadre, have you ever heard of working overtime all night
[Xia Shu]: Why are you still awake? Does the detective agency also have to work overtime
[Dazai Osamu]: Watching Death Note
[Xia Shu]:
[Xia Shu]: Does it look good
[Dazai Osamu]: Not bad, but worth watching to kill time
[Dazai Osamu]: The protagonist is not a stubborn homosexual
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
He turned off the screen angrily, charged his phone, took a deep breath, and stared at the ceiling. He thought that at worst he would not be able to sleep until dawn, which was not a big deal and he was not that annoyed.
The first person of the opposite sex who showed interest in him was a girl from the neighbor's house. If I remember correctly, her last name was Sawai. On the day she confessed her love to Hojo Natsuki, she used poor makeup to cover up the freckles on her face, making her originally even-toned and healthy face look pale. She also deliberately applied lipstick and nail polish, making her mouth sparkle.
The girl stood at Mr. Mori's door and said she had something important to tell Hojo-kun.
The weather was cool, so she wore a colorful pleated skirt.
"I'm sorry... to bother you... I heard that Hojo-kun is moving..."
"… If I don't tell you now, I may not have the chance in the future, right? So I mustered up the courage to come here."
"Hojo-kun, I've actually liked you for a long time."
Like all confessors, the girl described how she developed a crush on him. When she first saw him, he was wearing a white shirt, like a lonely little prince, and her heart was moved; when they met by chance, he kindly handed her a handkerchief...
Hojo Natsuki was fourteen years old that year.
With a little curiosity, he listened carefully to the girl's confession. From that moment on, the "confession" had a rough outline in his mind: it was roughly equivalent to the year-end work summary.
Confession: When did I notice you, why do I like you, and why do I want to be with you
Work summary: What opportunity led to you joining the team, what have you done for the team, and will you continue to work hard in the new year
Exactly the same.
The work summary is a face-saving project, mainly to paint a rosy picture for the boss.
As for confession, what did she want
"Thank you for listening to me for so long. If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to respond to me..."
The girl finished her words, and as if all the courage she had accumulated was gone, she twisted her fingers, waiting for his response.
Hojo Natsuki put on a moved expression and politely rejected her. The girl gave her blessings with tears in her eyes, saying that she was really happy to meet Hojo-kun, and left reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Later, Mr. Mori, who became the leader, moved out of his original residence, and it was natural for him to move into the new villa alone.
After entering Port Mafia, he came into contact with more and more people, especially after he turned seventeen, and people of the opposite sex or the same sex who had a crush on him came one after another.
Due to their status, most of the Port Mafia's subordinates showed their goodwill in secret, while outside suitors were more daring. Hojo Natsuki handled it with ease.
He always pretends not to understand any hints and responds with a straight-man attitude; for those who dare to express their feelings in person, he looks serious, but in fact he is just responding to his subordinates' work summaries. He listens while daydreaming, and waits for the other party to finish speaking before making a few formulaic remarks to keep the relationship harmonious.
"Yes, I have a lot of experience in this area." Hojo Natsuki thought calmly, "If he likes me, I can handle it decently."
Hojo Natsuki glanced at his phone. During the five or six hours that he was sleepless, the game went from early morning to six in the evening. His diligent Top Killer also finished his mission for most of the day and returned to the safe house to take a rest.
It is now 04:25. We have nearly five hours to go to Port Mafia at 9:30.
If we want to solve this problem, running away is not the solution. If it is just a deliberate trick of the game system, then that would be great. In any case, we need to confirm with Kurosawa Jin before taking corresponding measures.
Moreover, you can actually take a nap in the game
He thought about it, then sat back in the game cabin and put on his holographic helmet.
[Confirm to enter the game? [Y/N]]
[Yes]
After a dizzying moment, Hojo Natsuki fell onto the sofa again - it was an illusion caused by the feeling of weightlessness. In fact, he just appeared suddenly, which made Kurosawa Jin, who was in the storage room, instantly alert.
Almost in the next second, Beretta's gun was pointed in his direction, like a ferocious beast ready to pounce at any time.
Hojo Natsuki: "… It's me, don't be nervous."
Only then did Kurosawa put his hand down as if nothing had happened.
"Is it settled?" he asked.
Xia Shu: "... Not yet, come and take a rest."
The other party nodded, ignored him and concentrated on his own business. There was a rustling sound coming from the storage room.
Hojo Natsuki didn't know how to start for a moment, so he turned on the TV. The Red and White Song Contest was being replayed, and it happened to be the first half that he missed yesterday.
He was half lying on the sofa, hugging a pillow, watching TV, but his mind was elsewhere and he kept thinking about random things.
Not long after, Kurosawa Zhen came out.
Natsuki stopped watching TV and turned his head to Kurosawa, tracing his outline with his eyes.
The evening light seeped into the living room. Half of the silver-haired man's face was immersed in the watery light and shadow. His eyebrows and eyes were cold, like a statue carved out of ice. Just his expressionless lowered eyes carried a frosty coldness.
He sat quietly, fiddling with the accessories of a rifle. His posture seemed calm and non-aggressive, but his slender and powerful forearms were like an elegant dormant lion, which made people dare not underestimate him.
Before he knew it, Hojo Natsuki had been staring at him for a while, but didn't notice anything unusual.
Judging from Kurosawa Jin's keen sense, the other party must have felt his gaze at the first moment, but he didn't take it seriously and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Attention focused" is the cheapest way to try.
Someone will definitely feel awkward when being stared at by others without saying a word. If that person is someone he hates, he will resist and hate in his heart, and unconsciously make micro-expressions such as frowning and turning down the corners of his mouth; but if that person is someone he likes, he will be shy, avoid looking, and look anxious and hesitant. - Because love is like coughing, it cannot be hidden at all.
But the black ze formation is incomparable
Naturally, it was flawless. He didn't even want to give any feedback and completely ignored Xia Shu.
A person can hide his emotions in actions and words, but Kurosawa has nothing. Hojo Natsuki has no basis for judgment and feels a little lost. He begins to wonder if he is too narcissistic and thinks too much.
After an unknown amount of time, Kurosawa Jin finally raised his eyes and looked at him, carefully examining him from head to toe.
He walked back to the room and threw a thick coat to Xia Shu when he came back. It was a similar style and had a faint and sharp scent of detergent.
Hojo Natsuki: “?”
The man didn't explain at all and went back to doing his own thing.
Hojo Natsuki was indeed only wearing a sweater, but the room was not cold at all, so the coat was redundant.
He put the pillow behind his back, held the coat like a blanket, and continued to stare at Kurosawa as seriously as if he was researching a subject, even a little solemnly.
After a moment, Kurosawa Jin stood up, met his gaze from a high position, and thought for a few seconds.
Then she went to the entrance, got a pair of indoor slippers, and threw them at his feet.
Even plush.
The last time he exited the game, Natsuki did leave his shoes at the door, so he was currently only wearing socks.
Hojo Natsuki: “???”
He was even more confused, and his gaze towards Kurosawa changed from inquiry to shock.
"What are you looking at?" The other party's deep green eyes finally fell on him, and he asked impatiently, "Do you still want me to help you put it on?"
Hojo Natsuki said in confusion: "… That's not necessary."
Damn it? What on earth does this person mean
You can't tell at all!
He didn't blush or have his heart beating fast at all!
(End of this chapter)