When Toru Amuro carried Furukawa Kumisa all the way upstairs, he really didn’t want to do anything.

He had gone home with her yesterday and knew that she was used to putting the access card and keys in her right pocket - he had observed these things just casually yesterday, but he didn't expect that he would be able to use them today.

He opened the door to the stairs of her house, took out the key and opened the door for her, and then secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the door lock of Furukawa Kumisa's house was not a combination lock, otherwise he really wouldn't know what to do.

The system witnessed Amuro Toru's smooth operation throughout the entire process, and fell into deep thought: ...No, how are you so skilled?

Toru Amuro pushed open the door of Furukawa Kumisa's house and carried her into this deserted "home".

He placed her on the sofa in the living room and lay down, then pulled the air-conditioned blanket next to her to cover her.

As a result, less than two seconds after covering her, she reached out and lifted the blanket with a "swish", and the blanket fell to the ground with a "snap".

Toru Amuro picked up the blanket from the ground, shook it, and covered her again. Then he saw her flipping it open again, refusing to cover her properly.

After going back and forth several times, Toru Amuro sighed, used two parts of his strength to suppress her erratic hands, and covered her with the blanket again.

"Don't move around, be careful of catching a cold."

Furukawa Kumisa refused to listen to him, or did not hear what he said clearly, but stubbornly broke away from his grasp, and then threw the blanket to the ground with a "swish".

He muttered: "It's hot..."

Toru Amuro:......

He was just about to cover her with another blanket, when he saw Furukawa Kumisa muttering about the heat while reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

She came out directly from the police station after work today. Before she could change out of her professional attire, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt she was wearing in the blink of an eye.

looming under the shirt fabric.

Amuro Toru's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he grabbed her hands with a snap, placing them beside her and placing them neatly.

"Okay, okay, don't cover it, don't cover it."

He picked up the blanket on the ground and put it around her feet. When she got cold, she could pull it up and cover it.

Furukawa Kumisa finally calmed down, and Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

He pinched his brows, stood up, and walked to the open kitchen next to him, intending to finish cooking her hangover soup.

The system, which had been hiding in Furukawa Kumisa's body and witnessed everything, saw this scene and felt that the "boy mom" nickname he gave Toru Amuro in the first place was indeed correct.

…It’s just hard to imagine that this attribute would appear in organizational members.

However, Toru Amuro still overestimated the kitchen inventory of Furukawa Kumisa's house - a person who usually only treats this house as a hotel and goes to bed after taking a shower would not stock up on ingredients in the kitchen.

Amuro Toru, who had nothing to do but a clever woman, sighed and boiled some plain water, poured some salt into it, soaked it into salt water and brought it to her.

When Toru Amuro walked to the sofa with the salt water sobering soup, Furukawa Kumisa was writhing on the sofa with a frown on his face, his face turned pale, he was sweating all over, and even his normally rosy lips were turning an unhealthy white color.

, very typical symptoms of drunkenness and discomfort.

Toru Amuro shook her awake and said, "Get up first and drink some salt water to sober up."

Furukawa Kumisa ignored him, Amuro Toru pushed her twice more, and then opened her eyes in a daze.

As soon as Toru Amuro looked at her confused eyes filled with moisture, he knew that this person was still drunk.

He spoke softly and brought the bowl of salt water to her mouth: "Drink some sobering soup, otherwise you will feel very uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow."

Furukawa Kumisa blinked in confusion, not sure whether he understood what he meant.

Toru Amuro thought she hadn't heard clearly, so he didn't repeat it. He just stretched out his hand to pad the back of her neck, lifted her upper body up with force, and then brought the hangover soup to her lips.

The clear water touched his lips, and Furukawa Kumisa, who was tortured by the drunkenness, subconsciously opened his mouth and started drinking.

"...slow down, don't choke."

In order to prevent her from choking after drinking too much in one breath, Amuro Toru took the bowl away when she was ready, and then he saw that she had indeed choked because she drank too fast.

Toru Amuro sighed, took some paper from the table, raised her chin, and wiped away the water stains on her lips.

The warm water droplets gradually rolled down her chin to the side of her neck, and then fell into the open mouth of her shirt...

Amuro Toru's fingertips jumped, and she quickly took it back, then stuffed the tissue into Furukawa Kumisa's hand, as if to cover something up, and said firmly: "...wipe it yourself."

Furukawa Kumisa didn't know why he suddenly became so fierce, but subconsciously followed his words, opened his collar and wiped it randomly twice.

Then she tilted her head, looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I know, you are not good to me."

Toru Amuro:......?

He was a bit dumbfounded. Where did this unreasonable accusation come from?

Before he could speak, she heard her continue: "That's great."

Toru Amuro:?

She emphasized happily: "You are not good to me, that's great."

Toru Amuro thought for a while, but still couldn't understand the cause-and-effect relationship between her two sentences.

"Why are you so happy when you think I'm treating you badly?"

Furukawa Kumisa's brain had long stopped thinking due to the erosion of alcohol, and now all his words were instinctive words.

She answered without hesitation, even decisively: "Because I'm not worthy."

...Honestly, this sentence was more uncomfortable for Toru Amuro than hearing her accuse herself of "treating me badly".

Amuro turned her head and pinched her red cheek gently: "Why are you talking about yourself like that?"

Furukawa Kumisa only felt itchy on the side of her cheek, frowned subconsciously, reached out to brush away his disturbing fingers, and then realized what he asked.

"Because it's the truth."

She grabbed Toru Amuro's hand that was resting on her cheek, but didn't let go. She just put it in her hand and played with it blankly.

She played with his big palm one by one, and seemed to speak out word by word very clearly: "Don't be too good to me, not good, not good to me, good."

Toru Amuro felt a little itchy on her fingertips, and the part she held in her hand began to feel strangely hot.

Her tone didn't sound like she was drunk and talking nonsense, serious and serious, but rather like she was telling the truth after being drunk.

Toru Amuro felt that the matter was a bit serious, so he frowned and looked at him seriously: "Don't talk about yourself like that."

Furukawa Kumisa is really a very strange person. Unlike other drunkards who cry, fuss, vomit and make noise after getting drunk, she just frowns quietly, but her words are shocking, revealing that she has never said anything to others.

true thoughts.

In Toru Amuro's eyes, Furukawa Kumisa has always been confident and dazzling, but now she is sitting here, belittling herself, and even saying to him, "I'm not worthy" with some self-deprecation.

...What happened to her that made her have such an idea?

He thought for a while and asked uncertainly: "Are you feeling inferior? Do you feel like a failure?"

Then Furukawa Kumisa suddenly stared, and spoke arrogantly and unconvincingly: "How is that possible?! I kicked Gin and punched Toru Amuro, and I waved my hands and used the props to destroy the winery in a matter of minutes! Police alert

The hall will have my last name tomorrow!"

Toru Amuro: ...Although I don’t quite understand what she was talking about, I can tell that it’s not a sign of inferiority.

Since it is not about work and personal abilities...

...Then it can only be about feelings.

Amuro Toru's heart moved, and he leaned close to her, and then asked in a deep voice: "Who said something to you?"

After being drunk, Furukawa Kumisa became extremely candid and answered almost every question.

But after hearing this question, her whole face wrinkled, she hesitated, nodded, and then shook her head.

Amuro Toru raised an eyebrow: ...What is this answer?

Before he could ask anything else, Furukawa Kumisa seemed to be too lazy to talk to him. He flicked his hand away, then fell back on the sofa and turned over with a "swish".

Turn your back to him.

"I won't tell you anymore. Anyway, stay away from me!"

Toru Amuro felt like he had seen a little hedgehog whose weak point had been poked. He retracted his head in an instant, then raised the spikes all over his body, and remained silent and ignored others.

...very cute.

He stepped forward, pulled the little hedgehog's shoulders and turned her over, "Why stay away from you? Why can't I be nice to you?"

Amuro admits that when she gets along with Furukawa Kumisa on weekdays, perhaps because of her different stances, even when she is openly close to him, she is slightly defensive.

The same goes for Furukawa Kumisa, he can feel her rejection and defense against him.

But Furukawa Kumisa is different after being drunk. She becomes frank and lovely, and her occasionally eccentric and arrogant character has also restrained herself. Although she is a little dazed, she is more lively and real.

It was as if we could finally push aside the transparent barrier between each other for a short time, and touch each other in a real manner within a limited time.

Toru Amuro didn't know how long they could last like this, but he had to admit that he liked their current state very much.

Relaxed, pleasant, and real. It's as if you can touch the other person's soul by gently reaching out.

So some long-hidden truths popped out inadvertently in such an atmosphere.

"I like to be close to you, and I like... to be nice to you."

Furukawa Kumisa was forced to cross his body and was glaring at him with a frown, but after hearing his words, she looked at him blankly for a while, and then said: "You can do it."
To be continued...