53. Have You Ever Tried Mixing Chianti with Gin?

Black Widow Bar

Everyone sat at the bar.

The bartender wiped the wine glass silently, Gin was concentrating on editing messages on his phone, Hayashi Yoshiki was leisurely flipping through a book and drinking alone, while Vodka and Korn sat beside each other and clinked their glasses.

Only Chianti—

"Mission, when will I be allowed to go on another mission?"

She couldn't wait to suddenly run over and ask about Gin.

Gin glanced over with cold eyes, but he was surprisingly patient: "Wait, you will have your chance to show off soon."

"Oh?"

Chianti got excited. "Isn't it going to make me stare at the target for a long time again this time, and then let me retreat without firing a shot?"

Gin didn't answer.

Chianti immediately let out a "tsk!"

She ran to the side, picked up her glass of rough "Chianti and Cointreau", took a big gulp, and uttered a "ha" at the end.

"It should taste terrible, right?"

Hayashi Yoshiki looked at her with a smile.

"It's not just bad."

"I think so. At least I can't imagine what it tastes like."

"Are you implying something?" Chianti looked at him, with a hint of encouragement on her face with devilish eyeliner. "I think you should try more no matter what you do."

"Have you ever tried mixing Chianti with Gin or Vodka?"

"Ha?!"

After Hayashi Yoshiki finished speaking, Chianti's face twisted, and Gin, who was typing a text message, stopped and glared at them... Only Vodka thought someone was calling him, so he looked up and said "Ah?"

"You are such a brave guy."

Chianti's eyes flickered.

Although she is the "Phoenix Chick" among the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick, and although she has an impatient personality, she is not really mentally retarded.

There are not many people in the organization who dare to make fun of Gin like this.

Cointreau, probably very highly regarded, or perhaps personally quite capable.

"I just hope that workplace relationships here can be a little easier." Hayashi Yoshiki said with a smile.

Chianti turned and walked away.

Hayashi Yoshiki didn't return his attention to the book. He picked up his glass of Champs Elysees and asked, "Speaking of which, what exactly is the action team that Chianti just mentioned?"

"Operations and intelligence. These are the two main distinctions in the organization."

Gin, who was sitting next to him, didn't mind explaining this. "But it doesn't matter to you. Unless there are instructions from 'that person', I will be the one assigning you tasks at the moment."

"OK."

Hayashi Yoshiki responded lightly.

As for the two major factions in the organization, the boss of the action team is Gin, and the leader of the intelligence team is Rum...

Compared to Gin who is always in the spotlight, Rum who is in charge of intelligence is indeed much more cunning - he not only disguises his appearance, but also often releases false information to confuse his own characteristics, and the names that have appeared so far are undoubtedly pseudonyms.

"Hey! Anyone coming over to play pool?"

Chianti called over there.

Her partner Korn quickly put down his drink and walked over.

After a while, the sound of billiard balls colliding continued to be heard. Hayashi Yoshiki watched for a while, then put down his book and moved closer.

Seeing this, Vodka also put down his glass.

"Hey, watch me!"

Chianti still talked a lot when playing billiards, which was completely different from Korn. But from what Hayashi Yoshiki observed, they were both very good at playing billiards.

Is it because of being a sniper?

The calculation of angles, the degree of stability, these are all amazing.

"It would be really hard to play with these two if they weren't let off the hook," Vodka commented.

In the end, it was the taciturn Korn who won the game.

Hayashi Yoshiki took the pool cue from Chianti with some interest. When he leaned down to serve, Korn suddenly spoke:

"I have read your book."

"...Yeah?"

"It's very good, I like it." Korn said this, then after a long pause, he said, "Are you still collecting names for supporting roles?"

"Certainly."

Hayashi Yoshiki really didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain, which made him smile.

But let's finish this game of billiards first.

He is quite confident in playing this game. His hands are very steady, and he can observe and calculate the path of the ball. He can almost calculate exactly where the ball will go after the collision.

Korn was a bit careless at the beginning, but as Hayashi Yoshiki's balls fell into the pockets one after another, he couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

"Come again."

He was a little unconvinced.

Hayashi Yoshiki still had a smiling face.

He played a few rounds, and finally Cohen shut up and handed the cue to Vodka.

Vodka, who was just watching the fun and didn't know how to play, took it subconsciously, looked at Chianti who no longer wanted to play, and then looked at Hayashi Yoshiki who seemed to be always smiling.

Ah? I fight Cointreau?

Vodka didn't have a masochistic tendency, but he was worried that if he took the stick and then threw it down, Cointreau would think he was being disrespectful, so he hesitated: "...Shall we play?"

"If Mr. Vodka is not in the mood, you don't have to force yourself."

Hayashi Yoshiki took the initiative to put down the pool cue.

He then handed the notebook and pen he had with him to Korn, who opened the notebook, found a blank page and signed his name in large letters.

Gin noticed it, but didn't say anything.

Having gotten an unexpected reward, Hayashi Yoshiki did not plan to stay in the bar any longer. He asked for a glass of ice water and drank half of it. Then, ignoring Chianti's intentional or unintentional questions about whether he was free tonight, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

Gin suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong?"

"Recently, Beika City has been very strict in checking for drunk driving at midnight."

At this time, Vodka, who had already sat back at the bar, said, "I don't know what's going on. Big Bro and I have been caught by drunk driving police five or six times in the past few days. Ordinary traffic police are fine. They would be scared away when they see my brother, but there happened to be a woman with a stupid brain... Anyway, it's better for you not to drive now."

Thinking about how that apparently smart female traffic police officer could drive him all the way in a mini police car, to be fair, Vodka quite admired her driving skills, but on the other hand, he was a little angry.

"Ah, I had no intention of driving back."

Hayashi Yoshiki said that he didn't want a headline like "New detective suspected of drunk driving" to suddenly appear in the newspaper tomorrow.

He left the bar, and Chianti's voice was heard behind him, "Do you want me to take you home in my sports car?", but it disappeared as the door closed.

Buzz! Buzz!

When he came to the roadside and was about to wait for a taxi, there was a sound from the cell phone in his pocket.

He took it out and unlocked it, and saw a text message from Okino Yoko:

"Yoshiki, tomorrow is April 13th, do your best. (^.^)"