In the silence, the first person to speak was the system.

Its voice is very cold, and it is indeed a machine without emotions.

"Host, if you accept this ring now, maybe the favorability he adds to you will be enough to exceed 100," it seemed to be analyzing calmly, "If you are more bold in your dream, you can go home directly after reaching 250."

"

Furukawa Kumisa: "...Don't your conscience hurt?"

The system plausibly said: "I have no conscience."

Furukawa Kumisa pressed it down: "Shut up."

She hesitantly reached out and touched the lid of the box outside the ring.

Then, with Akai Shuichi's surprised eyes, he closed it gently with a "click" sound.

"I'm sorry, Shuichi." She pushed the box back and held Akai Shuichi's hand, "I can't accept it now."

The light in Akai Hide's eyes disappeared, and he held the box silently, his lips pursed tightly, unable to say a word.

Furukawa Kumisa looked at him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

For Matsuda Jinpei, she could administer several strong doses of medicine, but for Akai Shuichi, she was a little hesitant.

She sighed, patted his hand reassuringly, and tried to smile as relaxedly as possible, "...This is too sudden, whether it's your suggestion or...you have to give me time to think about it."

"Congratulations to the host. The favorability of the target Akai Shuichi has increased by 5 points."

The system looked at the favorability prompt, and there seemed to be a sigh in the cold electronic voice: "I have been rejected by you like this, but I can still favor you... I almost feel sorry for Akai Shuichi."

Akai Shuichi put away the box, put it back in his pocket, and slowly smiled at her: "Sorry, I was too impulsive."

Furukawa Kumisa felt like his conscience had been stabbed again and shook his head: "...You don't have to apologize to me."

He was never the one who should apologize.

Cars parked on the roadside are back on the road.

Furukawa Kumisa tried to say something to ease the atmosphere. After thinking about it, he asked the previous question again.

"Shuichi, did you... see Gin last night?"

She asked politely, using only the word "see", but Akai Shuichi understood what she meant.

He answered simply: "Yes, we ambushed Gin last night and seriously injured Vodka, but Gin was only slightly injured."

As he spoke, his fingertips clenched tightly on the steering wheel.

If he had known that Gin, who was only slightly injured, would attack Kumisa Furukawa today, he shouldn't have scrupled too much and just shot him in the head.

Furukawa Kumisa was a little shocked, not that they really went to ambush Gin, but that...Akai Shuichi was so frank.

The targets I have faced over the years are all riddlers - even Akai Shuichi himself was the same back then.

When she asked this question, she actually didn't expect to get a definite answer, but she just wanted to get a glimpse of the truth from his attitude.

But Shuichi Akai’s answer was so straightforward and frank, as if she had no regard for her current black status, even after she had just rejected the invitation to “leave the organization.”

Furukawa Kumisa stuttered even as he spoke: "You, just tell me... doesn't it matter?"

There is a huge amount of information in this answer - the most obvious point is that in order to "ambush" Gin, they must first grasp Gin's movements, and being able to do this almost clearly shows that they are in the organization

And eyeliner.

Furukawa Kumisa opened a God's perspective and knew the identity of Rena Minami, but Akai Shuichi did not.

But he told her directly and straightforwardly.

"Congratulations to the host. The target of the attack, Shuichi Akai, has increased his favorability with the host by 3 points."

Furukawa Kumisa thought that she had long been accustomed to Akai Shuichi's hints of affection from time to time, but at this time, he suddenly said something, which still made her full of questions.

Before she could figure out how this good impression came about, Akai Shuichi spoke.

He seemed to smile bitterly: "For you to ask such a question..."

After saying that, he paused and settled into a serious tone, as if making a promise, "I will never deceive you again."

Furukawa Kumisa:……

She slowly covered her face and buried herself like an ostrich, as if she could avoid looking directly at Akai Shuichi's fierce sincerity and sincerity.

Akai Shuichi didn't seem to notice her complicated emotions. He looked directly at Wu Zi and continued: "...But if you ask more questions, I won't be able to answer."

Akai Shuichi can be honest with her about his own part, but it concerns the overall situation and all the comrades on the united front. He will never risk the identity and lives of others because of his own selfishness.

He confessed so plainly and concealed so openly that Furukawa Kumisa was unable to say anything.

"Sorry." Akai Shuichi apologized again.

I won't lie to you again, but well-intentioned concealment is unavoidable - so, I'm sorry.

After he finished saying this, he waited for a long time but did not hear Furukawa Kumisa's voice. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw her burying her face in her palms, her shoulders shaking slightly.

Akai Shuichi noticed something was wrong, stopped the car on the side of the road again, and turned sideways to look at her.

Furukawa Kumisa's muffled voice came from her palm: "...Stop apologizing."

Akai Shuichi was stunned for a moment: "What?"

She raised her head suddenly, with a circle of red tears in her eyes, falling on her eyelashes.

It is clearly a picture of a beautiful woman weeping in a weak posture, but her expression is very fierce, and there is a sense of intimidation in the fierceness, which makes her look very strong on the outside but capable at the same time.

"I said stop apologizing!"

Akai Shuichi didn't know what he said to cause such a big reaction in her, but her tears made him subconsciously at a loss.

"You...don't cry."

He was looking for tissues in the car, only to find that the tissues in the car had been used up, and he didn't have any with him. After searching for a while, he looked at his empty hands and looked at her helplessly.

Akai Shuichi didn't know why she wanted to hurt him, but her tearful look made it impossible for him to think about anything else.

Shuichi Akai had seen many women cry, but he suddenly realized that he had never seen her cry.

Whether it was when she was deceived by him or treated coldly by him, or whether she was now deprived of his identity, from anger and hatred to finally letting go, he had never seen her shed tears.

Akai Shuichi looked at the unfamiliar tears, and his mind went blank for a moment. He subconsciously reached out to hold her face, and then wiped away her hanging tears with his fingertips.

His movements were jerky and stiff, as if he had never had such an experience.

Furukawa Kumisa only felt a heat on her face, and then a numb itching came from her cheek. Shuichi Akai's calloused fingertips brushed her cheek, and the wet water stains brought her back to consciousness instantly.

Only then did I notice that I was crying.

She turned her head awkwardly, avoiding Akai Shuichi's fingertips, stretched out the back of her hand, and casually wiped it on her face twice.

"……fine."

She shook her head, stopped her tears, and forced a smile to Akai Shuichi, "Go home."

Akai Shuichi wanted to ask her why she was crying, but seeing that she didn't want to say anything, he was considerate and didn't ask further questions, and drove back on the road.

Ten minutes later, the stop-and-go journey finally came to an end. Akai Shuichi stopped the car downstairs and turned off the engine.

"I'll go up with you."

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned for a moment, but still did not refuse and took Akai Shuichi upstairs.

She took out the key, opened the door, and welcomed him into the home.

Akai Shuichi looked at the current layout of her apartment and was slightly startled: "...it's not like your previous style."

Furukawa Kumisa brought him slippers: "The organization allocated them to me, but I haven't decorated them."

Since she had brought someone home, she had to entertain her. She walked into the kitchen and asked, "Would you like anything to drink?"

Akai Shuichi replied without thinking: "Same as you."

Furukawa Kumisa rummaged through the cabinets in the kitchen for a long time and muttered, "Strange...where's the coffee I put here?"

Akai Shuichi heard the noise and walked behind her: "Want to help?"

Furukawa Kumisa shook his head: "It's okay, I couldn't find anything at once...ah, here it is."

Listening to her words, Akai Shuichi suddenly thought of something, and his tone became serious: "Have your things been touched without your knowledge?"

He still remembered that she was suffering from hyperamnesia and would never have a "memory error". Thinking about the injury she suffered today... was she involved in some internal struggle in the organization? Was she being targeted?

Furukawa Kumisa probably knew what Akai Shuichi was thinking about, so he quickly clarified: "Ah, no, it's..."

Then he thought of something and glanced at Akai Shuichi behind him: "...Toru Amuro came two days ago, so he probably moved it."

Akai Shuichi:......

The system was also speechless: "...You are clarifying, it is better to just shut up and pretend to be dead."

Furukawa Kumisa shrank his neck, stopped looking at Akai Shuichi, shut up and pretended to be dead, and went back to making coffee.

The bubbling sound of boiling water sounded in the kitchen. Furukawa Kumisa picked up the kettle and first wetted the filter paper on the kettle, then took out the coffee powder and slowly poured it in.

After a moment, I heard Akai Shuichi's deep voice coming from behind: "Can I stay tonight?"
To be continued...