Gin likes me?

Gin likes me?

Author: Lin Qiguyin

Summary:

"Vermouth, why do you think I have so much work to do this month that I can't even take a little vacation? The organization doesn't seem to be that busy."

2018-03-27

Sitting in the organization's gathering bar, Vodka, with a decadent face, looked at Vermouth beside him in confusion.

"And the big sister doesn't seem to be in a very good mood either."

"Oh, is Gin in a bad mood? What did you originally want to do this month?" With a curious blink, Vermouth's interest was immediately piqued.

"It's just a normal itinerary. During the break after completing the mission, I took Cohen and Ireland to Kabukicho to relax. They haven't had much fun since they came to Tokyo."

"Ok?"

"I also promised to accompany Reiko to the concert."

"Uh-huh??"

"Qiansu also invited me to her house for dinner. Apart from that, there's nothing else. I won't delay the mission. Why would the big sister be unhappy?"

"...Vodka, if you really can't figure out why, just listen to Gin's arrangements. This way, at least we can ensure that the people you mentioned will be safe."

"Eh?"

Call me Big Sister

001: Let’s survive first

What is it like when your identity suddenly changes?

I don’t know how other people feel, but Ruda is now confused and looks desperate.

Fear? Panic? Maybe a little, but it was overshadowed by a deeper sense of absurdity.

As a person who grew up under the red flag, completed nine years of compulsory education with excellent grades, and successfully entered the second most famous high school in the local area with the 13th place in the class and the 108th place in the school, Luda is very satisfied with his two years of high school life.

Play jokes with the funny chemistry teacher, help the pretty biology teacher with her work, and secretly sleep in the annoying math teacher's class.

After class, I secretly smoked in the toilet with my classmates.

During physical education class, we were playing basketball and discussing whether we should find an opportunity to get a few pigeons raised in school and roast them to try.

While eating lunch, I would pretend to know a lot and talk to my classmates about the international situation, which sounded increasingly chaotic.

At the end, everyone expressed their feelings in unison, feeling that it is so great to live in China!

Perhaps because of his name, Lu Da himself has a similar temperament to the Flower Monk, who is also very famous in the Four Great Classical Novels.

Although Luda is more lively and playful, his generous and magnanimous personality makes him have a good reputation among his classmates and teachers.

Spend high school life happily, then get into a decent university with pretty good grades, take the civil service exam after graduation and have a stable job, then find a woman who likes you and you like too to spend the rest of your life.

Luda felt that his life should be simpler and happier.

"That's how it should be!!!"

Sitting in the car with a dull expression, Luda silently turned his head to look at the increasingly dense trees outside the car window.

He had been in the car for nearly four hours since he suddenly regained consciousness in this strange body.

Based on the integration of some scattered fragments, Ruda also knew the original name of this body.

Uozuka Saburo.

A very common name, but it doesn't sound like a Chinese name at all.

"Why, why did I suddenly come here! ! "

The roar in his heart would not get an answer. Luda, no, the boy who should now be called Uozuka Saburo took a deep breath silently and began to think about what he should do next.

I am now in a small campus bus. In addition to the driver, there are three adults sitting in the front, middle and back of the bus.

'Wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day and wearing black clothes, it's obvious that he's not a good person.'

Slowly retracting his gaze, Uozuka Saburo once again lamented his own tragedy.

Apart from the name, Uozuka Saburo could not remember any memory about this body, but he was relieved that he could still understand the words of the man in sunglasses in the car.

He had never learned Japanese before, and it was already so difficult now. If he couldn't even understand what others were saying, then his hope of escaping would be even smaller.

That's right, Saburo Uozuka was preparing to escape from this carriage.

There were adults whose clothes didn't look like good people, children who filled the seats but were silent, with fear on their faces and even trying to suppress their sobs. There were really big problems with this car.

"Damn it! My body is too weak. I look young, maybe only twelve or thirteen years old?" Looking at his thin limbs and body, Uozuka Saburo let out a sigh of frustration.

If his former class leader who repeatedly won medals in school sports meets was still in good health, Uozuka Saburo would be more confident.

Now?

With such a small physique, Saburo Uozuka was confident that he could open the window of a moving bus, flip out, roll twice, and never get up again.

"It seems that we can only outwit them, not attack them head-on." With a plan in mind, Uozuka Saburo carefully looked at the man who walked from the middle of the bus to the back, smoking and chatting with the guards at the back, looking relaxed and frivolous.

"I have to find a way to punch this bitch in the face." Thinking about how aggrieved he was, while the other party was talking and laughing and smoking, Uozuka Saburo was furious.

Well, from this perspective, besides being outspoken, Uozuka Saburo can also be quite simple-minded at times. Simple-minded.

Just like that, before he could think of a good way to escape, Uozuka Saburo sat obediently in his seat, his eyes following the scenery outside the window, hoping to remember the route and lay a solid foundation for his subsequent escape.

Then he fell asleep.

There was no way. Children were most likely to fall asleep in a rocking car, not to mention Saburo Uozuka who had just merged and was already mentally exhausted.

"Hey! Kid, wake up!" The violent vibration woke up Saburo Uozuka.

His eyes widened in confusion as Uozuka Saburo found himself being taken out of the car and thrown to the ground.

Enduring the pain of his body hitting the ground, Uozuka Saburo quickly stood up, while glancing at the man behind him who was looking at him with a smirk.

"I should give him a punch." With a goal in mind and knowing that he couldn't do anything right now, Uozuka Saburo silently walked into the group of children and followed the guard into this remote building that looked like a biological research center.

"There are 31 people in this batch, all of them are handed over to you."

After a simple handover and confirmation that the number of people was correct, a person who looked more senior than the guards led Saburo Uozuka and his men away, walked into the freight elevator and came to the basement of the building.

"Assign them two by two. It's too late today. Give them a physical examination tomorrow, and then we'll start training." With a bloody and cruel grin on his lips, the person in charge glanced at the children as if he was looking at lambs about to be slaughtered.

"I hope more of this batch of kids can hold on. The organization doesn't have enough manpower."

Without any choice, all the children were led to a module that looked like a prison dormitory by a group of expressionless and cold staff.

"You just live here, be well behaved, don't cause any trouble, and get up to eat when you hear the bell tomorrow morning." He left a cold warning, and after leading Uozuka Saburo who had jumped out alone to his room, the man left quickly, as if he didn't want to stay here at all.

"Tsk." Watching the man leave, Uozuka Saburo made a displeased sound, then held up his still painful arm and moved it a bit.

His eyes casually swept across the not-so-big room, and Uozuka Saburo sat down on the vacant bed. Then he naturally looked at the silver-haired girl who was half-lying on the bed opposite, wearing a vest and shorts.

"He looks younger than me." Blinking, Saburo Uozuka, who was a little restless in a new environment, greeted his new roommate with a smile.

As for the issue of men and women sleeping together, it doesn't seem to be that important here.

"Hello, how are you? My name is Uozuka Saburo. I just got here today. How about you?"

"..." Without any response, the little girl on the bed just opened her eyes and glanced at Uozuka Saburo as if he was an idiot.

"Ahaha, it's really inappropriate to introduce it like this under the circumstances." Touching his head, Saburo Uozuka also felt that his attitude was a little too casual.

"But we're roommates now, so we should know each other's names. I can't just call you 'hey hey hey' like that."

"..."

"Well, you can't speak?"

"..."

"Um, or can't you hear me?"

"..."

"....emmmm, I'm your dad, so changeable?"

"bass!"

"Ahaha, just a joke, just a joke!" Waving his hands in panic and looking at the cold knife that was pulled out by the girl in an instant, Uozuka Saburo decisively admitted defeat.

"Don't take it seriously, little sister!"

"I'm not interested in talking to someone who's about to die." There was no emotion in her cold eyes. The silver-haired girl looked at the smirking Uozuka Saburo and lay back down.

"He will die." After pursing his lips, Saburo Uozuka, who had been forcing himself to be optimistic, also fell silent.

Yes, coming to such a strange place, there is no safety or peace at all.

"No matter what, let's just live on." With a slight sigh, Uozuka Saburo also restrained the smile on his face and lay quietly on the bed.

"Damn it, why on earth did I come to this weird place!"

002: Could this be the legendary heartbeat?

Accompanied by a shrill whistle sound, Uozuka Saburo, who had fallen into a deep sleep at some point, suddenly opened his eyes.

Struggling to get up from the somewhat hard bed, Uozuka Saburo wiped his face in confusion.

The silver-haired girl on the bed opposite had disappeared, and outside the windowed door, he could already hear the impatient shouts of the staff member who had arranged accommodation for him yesterday.

"By the way, you can eat this morning."

Rubbing his stomach which was cramping with hunger, Uozuka Saburo ran to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face. Then he took out an unopened toothbrush and toothpaste from the cupboard, applied them briefly, and quickly ran out of the room.

Just like when we came in yesterday, when the last child joined the line, the staff took them for a distance and came to a cafeteria where there were already quite a few people.

"So many. Were all these people captured?"

As his eyes moved left and right, Uozuka Saburo's heart sank slightly.

The cafeteria was very large, at least much larger than the cafeteria of the university he had visited out of curiosity before he traveled through time.

What shocked Uozuka Saburo the most was that in such a large cafeteria, there were already many people of different grades but wearing similar clothes sitting down.

'There are also children in their teens and adults in their twenties. The styles of the clothes are similar, but the colors are different. Is it used to distinguish them?'

Following the team, Uozuka Saburo tried his best to make his inquiring gaze not too obvious.

"Damn it, what kind of place is this? I've never heard of such a turbulent society in Japan before! Don't tell me that gangs of this level are legal in Japan!"

The further he stepped forward, the heavier Uozuka Saburo's mood became.

The environment of this underground base is much more dangerous than Saburo Uozuka had imagined.

Originally, Saburo Uozuka thought that he was caught in a place where children were trafficked, or at worst, an organization that captured people for experiments or drug testing.

But looking at the guards standing by the wall of the cafeteria, wearing bulletproof vests and carrying rifles, without moving, the thought of escaping in Uozuka Saburo suddenly slowed down a lot.

Well, cowardly.

Even if you calculate his real age, Uozuka Saburo is only seventeen years old, and that is his age in Chinese lunar calendar.

From childhood to adulthood, the most dangerous thing he had ever seen was a fight among his classmates. The fat boy sitting in the back seat saw that he was at a disadvantage because there were fewer people around, so he pulled out a mop covered in shit from the bathroom.

That's a gun. It's impossible for these people to be so serious and carry fake guns to scare people here, right?

Besides, if it was a fake gun, these guys wouldn't be as honest as they are now.

As the best fighter in the class, Erpang once told himself that you can tell whether a person is really good at fighting by looking at his eyes.

Well, Uozuka Saburo didn’t even dare to look at the looks of those people who were eating.

Is that still a human eye?

Saburo Uozuka felt that compared to these looks, the homeroom teacher who once ran to the principal's office because of a brain seizure, hoping that the principal would allow him to find good-looking female students from all grades to perform cosplay at the school anniversary party, and then pulled himself away from the principal, was simply weak.

Because of the tense atmosphere, my mind started to wander uncontrollably, but my hands did not stop moving.

From a place similar to the canteen's serving area, Uozuka Saburo took his portion of food.

Well, two dishes and one soup, the staple foods are rice and bread.