It wasn't easy to find Ichijō Mirai, and it was even more difficult to find Ichijō Mirai who had disappeared.
Moreover, just now, probably because he had already let down his guard against his familiar classmates and companions, Ichijō Mirai had carelessly uttered the subtle title of 'elder brother', and even though he had only uttered a little bit of the syllable and then retracted it, he didn't call out the title in full, but in conjunction with the topic of the conversation, it was a very clear direction.
He also mentioned in detail the 'guy with a lousy shot'...
So Morofushi Hiromitsu was in a hurry.
After getting out of the police car in front of the police station, he hurriedly checked on the rescued hostages, their relatives, and the alarming friendliness of the police officers, and then sped off according to Matsuda Jinpei's location.
In a hurry, as if he were a few beats too slow, all he could see was Matsuda Jinpei knocked out and handcuffed to a streetlight, while Ichijō Mirai was once again out of the picture, or even worse, Matsuda Jinpei had been dragged away by Ichijō Mirai to participate in an undercover operation, and all he could see was an empty street.
...Ichijō Mirai is capable of such things.
Fortunately, none of Ichijō Mirai's suspicions came true, and Morofushi Hiromitsu arrived to see Matsuda Jinpei and Ichijō Mirai sitting on the street.
Surprisingly, Matsuda Jinpei was not in a rounded blowfish state, nor was he in a buffered state where he was thinking before blowing up, but he was in a special state where he was both active and stiff.
Active in the sense that he is probing and scratching his head, and looks like even the shortest strand of hair is bouncing around in a hurry.
Rigid means he is stiff, as if he is sitting on the edge of a mercury balance bomb, the slightest movement may upset the balance and detonate the bomb, his whole body is frozen, and at the same time of rigidity, it seems as if a blank prompt box pops up on his head 'Who am I, where am I, what am I doing? .
It's like a kid who pulls his favorite girl's hair, but doesn't expect her to cry, so he freezes on the spot.
In contrast, there was Ichijō Mirai.
Instead of his usual active and aggressive behavior, he sat quietly with his legs bent, his head lowered by his knees, and his expression hidden.
It's not Ichijō Mirai at all.
Morofushi Hiromitsu's footsteps paused for a moment, and his eyes fell on Ichijō Mirai's black hair that had grown past his collar, and his thoughts rapidly changed: this is not Ichijō Mirai at all, then...
Could it be that it wasn't Ichijō Mirai?
The thought flashed through his mind, and he kept on walking, and when he got within five or six meters, he saw Ichijō Mirai look up at the sound of his voice.
Matsuda Jinpei was so focused on Ichijō Mirai that he didn't realize Morofushi Hiromitsu had arrived, "Are you okay?"
"Really?"
"Well... it's fine if you don't want to tell us who your friend is... I don't really care that you have a partner you trust more than we do, and that partner is important enough for you to leave us behind and go to a meeting without hesitation..."
"Uh..."
"And I won't ask how you're connected?"
"Are you okay... head up?"
As he spoke, he went to hook Ichijō Mirai's hand in an attempt to hook the reddish-golden thing he had just glimpsed to see if that thing was the culprit that had gotten into Daemon's classmate's way, "I'm looking down, huh?"
"I really look down at you? You're not allowed to hit me?"
Saying that, Matsuda Jinpei discreetly lowered his head and suspiciously glanced at Ichijō Mirai's expression, prepared for both the mental preparation of seeing this bad guy suddenly show a smile and laugh and say he's just teasing the fool as usual, or to be really sad and depressed because of something.
But it wasn't.
Ichijō Mirai looked up at the sound of the voice, and met Matsuda Jinpei's probing eyes for a moment, then looked at Morofushi Hiromitsu.
At that quick glance, Matsuda Jinpei was stunned for a moment, subconsciously swallowed his words, and turned his head to Morofushi Hiromitsu in a rare moment of blankness.
Morofushi Hiromitsu and Ichijō Mirai looked at each other and stopped in their tracks, "Mi-"
Ichijō Mirai has no expression, but looks at Morofushi Hiromitsu quietly, with a look of compassion, pity, and love.
The way a forensic pathologist looks at a victim's body.
Morofushi Hiromitsu: "..."
He paused and blurted out, "You're so dirty."
So dirty that even though Ichijō Mirai didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly, Morofushi Hiromitsu felt like he was being scolded from top to bottom, from head to toe, inside and out.
But you can't say, "What, ahem, what's wrong?"
If you do, the great and merciful Savior, who's just a little wary and vindictive, will get angry.
Morofushi Hiromitsu asked, "What happened?"
His eyes shifted downward, sweeping over Matsuda Jinpei, who had just exchanged a glance with Ichijō Mirai that was about as innocent as a scolding, and then down to Ichijō Mirai's right hand, which was holding something.
That hand was gripping it tightly, but the object was right in the center, so the edges of the object showed through the hand, revealing the sharp red and white edges.
...What's going on here? Did you have a fight with your brother?
Because of the robbers at the factory?
The police assumed that the robbers were shot several times, but after talking to Ichijō Mirai, Morofushi Hiromitsu theorized that Satan was torturing the robbers on purpose, based on the Three Bloody Hells.
This could be the reason why Ichijō Mirai is not very happy right now.
As the thought turned, Morofushi Hiromitsu's expression did not change. At least Matsuda Jinpei could not tell that he had been thinking for a few seconds. 'Since Ichijō Mirai and Satan seem to have a rift, if we seize the opportunity before they get back together... Even if we cannot completely resolve their relationship, as long as Ichijō Mirai can stop caring so much about Satan...'.
But Matsuda Jinpei saw Ichijō Mirai's expression change.
In just two or three seconds after Morofushi Hiromitsu spoke and raised his presence, Ichijō Mirai's expression changed from nothing to a crumpled face.
He stared at Morofushi Hiromitsu slyly, clenching his right hand as if he couldn't feel the sharp edges of the two business cards rubbing against each other, "What are you thinking?"
If there were such creatures as ghosts in the world, then Ichijō Mirai's ghostly question would have topped the list of ghosts by virtue of being a human being, "I'm asking you, what are you thinking?"
"What are you thinking when you look at my face, right now, and look into my eyes?"
Morofushi Hiromitsu: "..."
Is it okay to say that you were thinking about how to take back 'Messiah' from 'Satan'?
Of course not.
Thinking that Ichijō Mirai had read his mind, he immediately apologized, "I'm sorry."
Still looking at him slyly, Ichijō Mirai sat up straighter, "In the three seconds it took to say 'I'm sorry', were you apologizing for eavesdropping on the instructors, apologizing for looking at my file in the light of day, apologizing for asking the instructors and the others about me, or."
"Or are you apologizing for slandering me?"
The 'Twins' slur.
...Sick!
Ichijō Mirai's resentment was overwhelming, but not towards Morofushi Hiromitsu, but towards 'Ichijō Mirai'.
While Morofushi Hiromitsu was somewhat stunned, he looked down and glanced at the two business cards in his hand.
[Item name: "Savior"]
[Bound, cannot be changed.]
[Coin has two sides, but there is always someone who can always flip it to the positive side, when the holder encounters a negative event, there is a certain probability that the negative will be turned into positive in the perspective of a righteous person.
Note 1: The probability is determined by the holder's total reputation and accumulated trust value.
Note 2: 'Turning Negative into Positive' only emphasizes the result, not the process.
Note 3: You're always right, it's disgusting of course, but from this moment on, it's the truth].
[Holder's note: On the first day of creation, God created*. On the second day of creation, God created *, and on the third day of creation, God created Savior. This is both a cage to confine the hare and a necessary formality to protect it.]
[Current status: Back in the hands of the holder, the holder's right to know has been opened.]
[Real-time Achievements: ''[[Messiah]] and [Satan]''.]
[''[Messiah] and [Satan]'': red and black, good and evil, the same source and the same root, each other's closest enemy, all the evil, are all attributed to the black, all the good, belong to the red as a matter of course. Your greatest evil is to be sober and tolerant of your enemies, and to allow red and black to intertwine intimately and seamlessly].
[Achievement source: Morofushi Hiromitsu, Akai Shūichi, etc.]
In addition to the blue handwriting, at the bottom, a very small line of red handwriting floats, as if to tease: [It's quite scientific, isn't it?]
There are a lot of words, and 'Ichijō Mirai' is very hard to beat.
The translation of Ichijō Mirai is: please feel free to do bad things, no matter what, from the perspective of a righteous person, the bad things you do will not be counted against you, you will be a good and righteous person, and how you shrugged off the bad things... that doesn't matter, it's the result that counts.
Now, the so-called 'unimportant' process is: the twin conclusion.
What if Ichijō Mirai does something bad?
It doesn't matter, Ichijō Mirai did all the good things, and all the bad things were done by someone who looks exactly like Ichijō Mirai.
...
Ichijō Mirai didn't understand, but he was shocked.
Morofushi Hiromitsu was a bit confused too.
He tasted Ichijō Mirai's resentment, tasted it, and tasted it again. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Matsuda Jinpei and hesitantly said: "It's because..."
Matsuda Jinpei was raising his hands in surrender and pretending to be a little panda to show that he didn't mess with Ichijō Mirai at all, and that he didn't create the state of Ichijō Mirai's resentment that was so thick that he was ready to swindle the corpse on the spot.
Meeting Morofushi Hiromitsu's eyes, he whispered angrily, "Hey! I told you I have eyes!"
"What's with the 'But Matsuda-san's still here, can I really say anything' look? What do you mean, 'But Matsuda-san's still here, can I really say it?'"
"I know you two have secrets, but why don't you at least pretend? I'm a normal person with eyes and a brain, so what's wrong with pretending, not even pretending so blatantly? Why don't you just leave me alone so I can buy eye drops for tears, tissues for wiping tears, or medicine to heal the wounds from the fight?"
He turned his head and snorted a bit of a grin through his nose, "I'm not curious about your secrets."
He didn't move his feet, and his ears pricked up.
Morofushi Hiromitsu: "…"
Ichijō Mirai doesn't look back at Matsuda Jinpei, still staring at Morofushi Hiromitsu, his tone ghostly, "You dare to think it, but you don't dare to say it."
Morofushi Hiromitsu again: "..."
Are you sure you're not cursing?
There isn't a single curse word, but the look in his eyes makes it seem like he's cursing...
After a moment's hesitation, he peered at Ichijō Mirai's expression while explaining somewhat vaguely to Matsuda Jinpei, "I know the 'bad shot' who was operating with Mirai."
Matsuda Jinpei immediately turned his head and looked over, signaling with a look that said, "How did you know that again?! Never mind, what then? What then?
"He," Morofushi Hiromitsu didn't catch the signal to stop talking from Ichijō Mirai's expression, but only felt as if he was being scolded by his gaze again, and paused for a few moments before politely saying, "I'm a bit disgusted by what he is."
"'Kujō Mirai'-san is very powerful," He called out Ichijō Mirai's explicit name, "and will surely become like the sun in the police world."
"That's why I don't really approve of his dealings with that guy... I just saw that he seemed a bit upset... I think it might be because of their disagreement... I was wondering if I should find a chance to talk to him about it..."
The implication is that Ichijō Mirai's unhappiness is partly due to a quarrel with his companion, and partly due to the fact that he sensed Morofushi Hiromitsu's thoughts.
As for the anger, it's obvious that it's because of that companion.
Matsuda Jinpei frowned, "Public security?"
"That guy," He wondered, "is he a public security officer?"
The kind of people that Morofushi Hiromitsu felt should not be around were obviously the kind of people that the police felt should not be around, and one of them was a public security officer.
Based on that, Matsuda Jinpei went on to speculate, "If he can offend you and isn't good at marksmanship, then as a public security officer, what he's good at wouldn't be..."
As he speculated, his brow furrowed, and like Morofushi Hiromitsu, he glanced at Ichijō Mirai's face, "The things that public security specializes in?"
Like extracting confessions and torture?
As a reserve police officer with a bright future ahead of him, Ichijō Mirai really shouldn't be associating with the infamous Public Security.
Faced with the stares of his two classmates, Ichijō Mirai barely managed to straighten his expression and put on a smile, "Haha."
Do you want to die, you two?
The meaning was so simple and straightforward that Matsuda Jinpei immediately turned his head and waved, "Yes, Furuya, you're here, what a great, ah no, what a coincidence!"
"Morofushi and I are condemning this guy who has no classmates' feelings and leaves us at the drop of a hat, come on!"
Furuya Rei had arrived in a white car, having changed her clothes into a police cadet uniform, and stopped the car to look at Ichijō Mirai before grabbing her own clothes from the passenger seat and changing into them, "I heard that from Instructor Onidzuka," he asked.
He asked, "Why don't you stay?"
"Instructor Onidzuka said you dropped the hostage off at the door of the police station and left without leaving any information, and the hostage said she didn't know anything about you and couldn't even answer the police's question of whether she was a man or a woman."
"Are you trying to hide your identity?"
Huh? You couldn't even tell me if it was a man or a woman'?
Oh, it's Suzuki Sonoko who's withholding information.
Ichijō Mirai looked at Morofushi Hiromitsu and Matsuda Jinpei, who were standing, and Furuya Rei, who was peeking out of the driver's window, and reached out her hand, shook her classmate's hand and stood up, then casually rested her hand on the window of the car, ''Ah, that's right, isn't it."
During the mission, Suzuki Sonoko can't see his face, otherwise it will drop the blue bar value first, although it will rise back up later, but remove the deductions and keep the additions in order to get a full score.
After the mission, Suzuki Sonoko could see his face, right?
I don't think so, I don't think so, Ichijō Mirai doesn't know how to deal with her right now, he pauses and changes the subject, "By the way, aren't you guys relieved to see me?"
Matsuda Jinpei, Morofushi Hiromitsu, and Furuya Rei all had blue values on their heads, and after seeing Ichijō Mirai, the values slowly began to rise, and the first student's value had actually been fixed, and was now seventy-five.
The second and third students had just reached the 60s and had not yet stopped.
Street passers-by and vehicles also have blue values, without exception, are about 60 or 70, the lowest is not lower than 60, the highest is not higher than 70.
This means one thing: the students were relieved to see him.
It also means one thing: the goddamned sixty or seventy is the value of the normal state of a normal person!
So what's the point of him working so hard to get to a hundred?!
But, the opponent is Suzuki Sonoko...
Ichijō Mirai shifted his eyes as if he'd realized something. He looked around the street as if nothing had happened, and before his classmates could answer, he stood up straight and opened the car door, cutting off the answer, "Where are they now? If there's a car, why don't we pick them up?"
"By the way," He added in apology, "I'm sorry, things were a bit urgent before, so I didn't have time to say it and just left."
It was an apology, a face-saving apology, and although 'not being able to say anything in time' didn't convince anyone, it at least gave him an attitude.
So Ichijō Mirai adds, "What compensation do you want?"
Matsuda Jinpei pulls open the back door and looks at Ichijō Mirai, "Tsk," he says.
He touched Morofushi Hiromitsu with his shoulder and lowered his voice, "Tough, huh? Fists hard? Well, needless to say, both my fists are hard."
This tone of voice, strictly reserved for friends who were not close to each other, contributed to the hardness of the fists.
"It's okay, Mirai's the type to show only one or two out of five," Morofushi Hiromitsu replied in a low voice as well, "It wasn't really intentional."
"But compensation..." He looked up and locked eyes with Ichijō Mirai in the rearview mirror, "for anything?"
Sesame dumplings are the worst.
Ichijō Mirai was instantly wary, "What do you want?"
"I'm warning you," He threatened, "I'm not counting you out right now because you're a victim, but if you go too far, I'm going to-"
"It's not too much to ask," Morofushi Hiromitsu said easily, adding, "I don't think so."
"There's a celebration in Tokyo these days, and some places get really busy at night, and a lot of people come to travel for it, and it just so happens that we're going to be put on hold for a while, so would you like to join?"
It wasn't a difficult request, but it was a bit strange.
Ichijō Mirai was so puzzled that he was subtly silent, and instead of looking in the rearview mirror, he turned his head and looked into the backseat, "'I don't think so'," he said.
He thought that he and 'Satan' grew up in the organization, and didn't know much about normal human interaction, let alone normal trips to the mall and relaxation, didn't he?
It took a few minutes for Ichijō Mirai to realize that Matsuda Jinpei was right, his fists were indeed hardened.
He smiled, "So dear Morofushi-san will be accompanying me? Yes, of course, I've never been shopping before, I may not know much about it, so you can be more tolerant when the time comes."
"Hey, hey," Matsuda Jinpei complained, "why don't you just say, 'OK, x year x month x day, Morofushi Hiromitsu, I hold a grudge, and wait for me to be tormented.'"
"Don't tell me you don't realize you're saying the opposite of the obvious," he said first to Ichijō Mirai and then to Morofushi Hiromitsu, "and don't tell me you don't see that he's saying the opposite of the obvious."
"Two childish guys, tsk."
The car started up, and Furuya Rei silently asked for the addresses of the other two students and set off to pick them up.
Matsuda Jinpei looked at the moving street outside, unplugged his headset, and pressed the buttons on his cell phone to send his complaints about the two childish guys, so that he could get the childish information from them without his friends being present.
In the midst of the crackling sound of the keys being pressed, he was lost in thought for a moment, thinking about Morofushi Hiromitsu's words and his own 'subconscious reaction', and thought to himself, "What a surprise.
I didn't realize that the 'great Savior-san' had a biological brother who was a twin.
That is, that 'brother' is a notorious public security officer with a bad reputation, or a...
A criminal?