A patter of rain fell in the darkness.

The thick plank walls blocked out the outside sounds, but Zhu Fujingguang saw raindrops continuously falling on the narrow porthole.

He looked away, "Hasegawa-kun always seems to have foresight."

The weather forecast showed that it would be cloudy all day, and now it actually started raining just as Hasegawa Yuu had said.

However, this kind of thing is sometimes inaccurate and cannot prove anything.

Hasegawa Yu, who had his back to the porthole, was confused and still thinking about his plan to "jump into the sea." "Senior, do you want me to jump? I'm a good swimmer!"

"No." Zhu Fujingguang, who failed to change the subject, firmly rejected him.

Seeing the young man's serious expression, indicating that he was truly considering the matter, the man's forehead twitched slightly, "I have a plan."

He shouldn't have tried to explore the idiot's thoughts and ideas.

Morofushi Kagemitsu discovered that Hasegawa Yu had a wonderful infectious power, and he could always draw people into his atmosphere to experience all kinds of unexpected things.

It’s really… troublesome.

"Okay." The orange-haired young man lowered his head, looking a little regretful.

Ignoring his appearance, Zhu Fujingguang took out the bomb and began to set it up.

Seeing this, Hasegawa Yu came over curiously, "Senior, what is this?"

Zhu Fujing's blue eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked straight ahead. The hood he had put on earlier covered his expression, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, there was no one in sight, but a faint fragrance drifted over, like a beach blown by the sea breeze under a clear sky, fresh and comfortable, making its presence felt in the closed room.

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused his hand movements imperceptibly and continued to ignore the restless head next to him.

No one needed to answer. The next second after asking the question, the orange-haired young man's eyes lit up, "Is it the legendary button bomb?"

He gestured with his hands, "Just like in those spy movies!"

"." Not wanting to answer the other party, Zhu Fujingguang placed the bomb and walked out.

Hasegawa Yu quickly followed, turning his head to glance at the man's expression, "Senior, are you planning to blow up the entire freighter? Wouldn't that make too much noise?"

Most importantly, there are still people on the freighter.

Zhu Fujingguang walked towards the engine room and still ignored him.

"It would be a waste to blow up the weapons as well."

Before boarding the ship, Hasegawa Yu secretly opened a corner of the box and took a look. He tried hard to think, "The organization can get it for free."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally cast a glance over.

Seeing that the man was interested in this idea, Hasegawa Yu continued, "For example, we can let the freighter run aground after those people have unloaded the cargo, and then call the police. There is so much cargo that the police will definitely not be able to take it away immediately. After everyone leaves, we can let other people from the organization come over... Hmm!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly stopped in a blind spot of the surveillance camera.

Hasegawa Yu, who bumped into him unexpectedly, covered his nose and pulled back his baseball cap, which had been knocked askew. His voice became muffled, "Senior?"

"Hasegawa-kun really likes to call the police." Morofushi Kagemitsu's gaze fell on the young man, his tone indifferent, unable to discern his emotions, "Did the person who previously supervised you teach you that?"

"no."

Realizing belatedly that he had said something wrong, Hasegawa Yu touched his nose and muttered softly, "Isn't it normal to go to the police when something happens?"

This is what the humans he met in his original world taught him!

Zhu Fujingguang suddenly changed the subject, agreeing with the young man, "Those cops can be a good source of labor sometimes."

"Don't worry, this freighter won't explode at the dock."

The black-haired, phoenix-eyed man soothed with a soft voice that made people unconsciously believe his words.

Like a transparent bubble in the sun, it looks colorful and beautiful from a distance, but it will suddenly break once it reaches a certain point in time.

Hasegawa Yu, who had only met the other party twice today, blinked and said, "But these things..."

Isn't it a button bomb? Senior has indeed never admitted it was.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled but said nothing.

Wouldn't it be more effective to completely cut off the escape route by waiting for the freighter to set sail again and then explode?

"The organization's code of conduct is to keep a low profile and not to inquire about the content of other people's tasks."

When Zhu Fujingguang talked about the "rules" that he didn't know how many members of the organization would abide by, there was no sign of anything unusual in his eyes.

He leaned over to the orange-haired young man. The dim light from the corridor ceiling shone from behind him. The slightly taller figure cast a small shadow on the young man from above. "Hasegawa..."

Hasegawa Yu subconsciously wanted to step back, but was worried that he would be caught by the surveillance camera, so he had to stop.

"senior."

He placed his hands on the shoulders of the person in front of him and pushed him back with a serious expression. "This move can easily be used as a proxy, so be careful."

"It's not like I can't hear."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: ...

Zhu Fujingguang had a blank expression on his face. "No perfume allowed when you do missions with me in the future."

"?"

Of course he understands this kind of thing. Which bad guy would spray perfume when doing bad things?

Hasegawa Yu raised his arm and took a deep breath. There was only a hint of orange-scented laundry detergent.

After confirming the situation, the orange-haired young man puffed up his face in frustration and decided to just go with the flow. "I understand."

The senior has a very sensitive nose. He probably mistook the smell of laundry detergent for perfume.

I'll go buy the unscented type later, hum!

Seeing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang added inexplicably, "It's just daily life."

"Hmm~"

It was still raining outside when the two left the freighter. It wasn't heavy, but the port was filled with damp fog.

Hasegawa Yu reached out to catch the raindrops. The cool water droplets, carrying the scent of early autumn, hit his soft skin, causing him to shrink his palm. "It's raining~"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was happy to see people catching water with their palms. He looked away, turned around and walked away, deciding that out of sight, out of mind.

With both hands wet, Hasegawa Yu shook them off and hurried to catch up.

After walking for a distance, Zhu Fujingguang stopped again without warning.

This time, Hasegawa Yu, who was always paying attention, braked in time and successfully prevented his nose from being damaged again.

Hearing some other noise, he tilted his upper body to the side and looked forward.

“…” Zhu Fu Jingguang just glanced at the person behind him and ignored him.

The voice of the beautiful man came from not far away through the hazy fog, "Why is it raining? It's so annoying."

"Don't forget what I told you." The Japanese man said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"You don't need to worry about it. We have also disliked Bourbon for a long time."

The American-sounding man clicked his tongue. "The assassin you hired wasn't good enough, but you shouldn't just treat everyone the same as you."

What? Hasegawa Yu pricked up his ears. They mentioned Furuya-senpai's code name!

"Oh, that's better."

The two people not far away parted unhappily.

It seems that the Di Ai Group mistakenly thought that the person who exposed their undercover was Zero.

Zhu Fushigami seemed to be lost in thought, recalling the previous conversation. He turned to look at the orange-haired young man and said calmly, "Hasegawa-kun, did you discover anything?"

"So the person that the Tei Ai Group originally wanted to kill was Senior Fūya?" Hasegawa Yu's face was solemn.

"Almost." Zhu Fushigami raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and said in a meaningful tone, "It seems that Bourbon has implicated you, Hasegawa-kun."

"Luckily, the killer found me by accident." And he just happened to have the opportunity to reload the game.

Hasegawa Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then angrily said, "The Diai Group is picking on the weak. Their intelligence officers are so dangerous!"

A sniper who is not good at close combat:?

This guy is really an idiot. He even has time to worry about others.

But does Zero also use this trick?

"Senior, does the organization have any members with good skills?"

Hasegawa Yu frowned, "The Teiai Group's target is Furuya-senpai. He has to go to the National Diet Building every day. Just in case, I think someone needs to protect him."

“???”

Who needs protection? His gorilla friend?

Zhu Fushiki Jingguang choked up for a rare moment, "Hasegawa-kun, why don't you ask Bourbon for his opinion on this matter?"

"That's right." Hasegawa Yoshinobu nodded, thinking that he should tell his senior about this first.

The next day, Hasegawa Yu finally reunited with Furuya-senpai and concluded, "That's it. Senior, please be careful these days and be wary of strangers!"

The weak intelligence officer was speechless.

"Write down what you just said as a mission report and send it to me."

The battle-hardened Rei Furuya felt a slight headache, which he attributed to an illusion. "The entire mission process must be explained in detail from beginning to end."

The blond, dark-skinned man paused, his purple-gray eyes fixed on the orange-haired youth, "No hiding anything."

Hasegawa Yuu responded obediently, "Okay."

Finally, he hesitated for a moment, "How should I write a mission report, Senior? Is there a format?"

“…No.” It’s not like a student is doing homework.

Fūya Rei closed his eyes, as if he really had a headache.

It must be because I stayed up late last night.

"Anything else?" He brought up the topic again.

The two were in a white Mazda RX-7 at the time.

Furuya Rei, who was extra busy today, only reserved a little time for this conversation. "I'll pay attention to what Xiaoyou mentioned."

"What kind of knowledge do I need to master to become an intelligence officer?" Hasegawa Yu asked seriously, "Does your senior have any recommended books on the subject?"

"Or does the organization provide training on self-defense?"

Slightly surprised, Furuya Rei looked him up and down and said nonchalantly, "You want to learn?"

"Hmm." Hasegawa Yu scratched his head. "It never hurts to learn more."

This way you can better protect yourself and your seniors!

"Then a qualified intelligence officer wouldn't leave any signature scent on his body."

Furuya Rei hinted at something and casually offered an excuse, "Let's deal with this issue first."

The space inside a car is already small, making it easier for odor molecules to disperse.

From the moment the young man got on the bus and closed the door, Jōguchi Rei gradually smelled a cool scent similar to sage sea salt, which lingered between his nostrils and was hard to ignore.

“???”

Hasegawa Yu sucked his sleeve in confusion, wondering why Senior Jōgō also said that.

He clearly hasn't worn perfume recently!

Is the smell of laundry detergent really that strong? He always pours the standard amount.

Regardless of whether he wears perfume or not, fans often comment that he smells good, like Omega pheromones or something.

As for the remaining adjectives...

Thinking of those lewd words, Hasegawa Yu shuddered, "I don't have any pheromones!"

Jiang Gu Ling: What element?

Even her ears turned red.