Inside Tokyo Haneda Airport, Tamazawa Shuxin had just stepped off the plane when he received a message: "Three newcomers, data sent to you / Gin." Tamazawa Shuxin raised an eyebrow and typed back, "Aren't you coming to pick me up?" Just as he put his phone down, he saw: "Outside / Gin."
Walking outside the terminal, the familiar Porsche 356A was parked by the roadside. Tamazawa Shuxin got straight into the car.
"Long time no see. And taking in newcomers was certainly not my wish." Gin said nothing, but Tamazawa Shuxin could sense that the atmosphere inside the car had eased slightly. As expected, Glenlivet's relationship with Gin was out of the ordinary. "To Angler Hotel, their buffet is quite good!"
"Brother?" Vodka didn't listen to Tamazawa Shuxin, turning instead to consult Gin. Gin glanced sideways at Tamazawa Shuxin and remained silent. Tamazawa Shuxin laid his cards on the table directly. "Consider it compensation for last time." He was testing the bottom line of this relationship. "Vodka, drive."
Gin agreed. It seemed the relationship between Glenlivet and Gin was indeed quite harmonious, Tamazawa Shuxin thought as he sat in the car, then tapped open the files. "Gin, let me see what kind of newcomers you picked."
The moment he clicked into the file, his fingers paused instinctively, but a playful expression appeared on his face. "Gin, do you think they're suitable to be undercover agents?"
"Hmph! If they have no value, death is the only way out."
Tamazawa Shuxin slipped the phone back into his pocket, stretched, and closed his eyes to rest, while actually pondering how to ship them away.
"Big bro, Glenlivet, we're here!"
Tamazawa Shuxin got out of the car and walked side by side with Gin toward the entrance. "So, what about that matter from five years ago? You really should give me an answer, Gin."
Although Tamazawa Shuxin didn't know what had happened five years ago, Gin did; there was no need to spell it out explicitly, as a smart person would piece everything together. "I said before, until I see him, there's nothing to discuss."
Tamazawa Shuxin pondered who could be connected to Gin, but having completely no leads, he could only let out a cold laugh, his gaze filled with dissatisfaction as he looked at Gin. "Him? Gin, I don't remember teaching you to be indecisive."
Gin turned and walked away, the conversation ending in discord. Tamazawa Shuxin made no attempt to stop Gin's departure, walking inside alone to enjoy the food.
In the car, Vodka saw Gin's face turning livid, looking like he wanted to kill someone. "Big bro?"
"Drive, to Kanagawa."
Inside a Public Security safe house in Chuo Ward, Tamazawa Shuxin was flipping through Morofushi Hiromitsu's disguised identity. "Midorikawa Hikaru, pinpoint sniper, joined due to a shortage of money. Hmph, a pathetic excuse."
Tamazawa Shuxin really wanted to ask if the upper echelons of Public Security had something wrong with their brains, sending two classmates and childhood friends to go undercover in the same organization. A sense of helplessness that words couldn't describe washed over him. He opened his phone and tapped send; he was going to separate the three of them so they wouldn't run into each other. After training, he would just dump them to the FBI, CIA, and MI6—one to each, saving all the trouble.
Right at that moment, Morofushi Hiromitsu walked in, just about to introduce himself. "Midorikawa Hikaru, sniper. Let's go, let's test your skills."
Tamazawa Shuxin cut straight to the point, catching Morofushi Hiromitsu off guard. It wasn't until Tamazawa Shuxin walked to the door and called out to him in an extremely impatient tone that Morofushi Hiromitsu hurried to follow.
Inside the organization's public training base, Tamazawa Shuxin stated his demand. "An hour from now, 600 yards. If you can't do it, I'll throw you into Tokyo Bay to feed the fish."
With that, Tamazawa Shuxin left, leaving Morofushi Hiromitsu standing there wondering how to stage a convincing performance.
"Once it succeeds, send him to Italy. Next is Amuro Toru—tch, what a pain!"
Tamazawa Shuxin sat in the public lounge, pondering how to deal with these three individuals. Not a single person around dared to speak, but an unexpected development occurred.
"Lord Glenlivet, I am Amuro Toru. I arrived early specifically to await your audience."
Furuya Rei appeared before Tamazawa Shuxin. He knew Zero was a daring person, which was why he had deliberately arranged their meeting locations separately, but he hadn't expected him to track him down anyway. Tamazawa Shuxin's plans were almost entirely disrupted; he could only take things one step at a time.
"Amuro Toru, somewhat interesting. Then let's begin right away."
Tamazawa Shuxin dragged Furuya Rei into the interrogation room and tied him to a chair. "Right, and this thing—it's an eyesore."
Pulling out an M9 pistol, Tamazawa Shuxin blew out the security camera with a single shot. "Now, interrogation time!"
Furuya Rei felt his head growing groggy, a voice seeming to come from the edge of the sky. "Have you ever been to London, Amuro Toru?"
Furuya Rei offered no resistance to this voice, but he was Furuya Rei—who was Amuro Toru? Furuya Rei seemed to recall something, his heavy breathing betraying his mental state.
"No, I've never been."
"Is that so? Then what do you think of Washington, America?"
"Bad, I hate the FBI."
"Really? Then are you from the CIA?"
"No."
This interrogation lasted for twenty minutes. Around the fifteen-minute mark, Furuya Rei gradually regained consciousness; seeing his expression, Tamazawa Shuxin knew the drug's effects were wearing off.
"Alright, Amuro Toru, you pass."
Furuya Rei hadn't expected the Organization to possess such a terrifying hallucinogen that could leave a person completely defenseless against the outside world. If not for Glenlivet calling him Amuro Toru, which reminded him that he was an undercover agent, he probably would have lost his life right here. Furuya Rei stood up, acting as if nothing had happened, and fell in step beside Tamazawa Shuxin. "Lord Glenlivet, what is my next mission?"
Tamazawa Shuxin pointed the muzzle of his gun straight between Furuya Rei's eyebrows. "Go back and wait. Say another word, and you'll be my target practice."
Having dispatched Furuya Rei, Tamazawa Shuxin returned to the public training base. The moment he stepped inside, he saw the display screen jump from 590 yards to 600 yards. Both Hiromitsu and Zero possessed genuine acting talent, Tamazawa Shuxin couldn't help sighing inwardly.
After finishing his shot, Morofushi Hiromitsu stood up and walked over to Tamazawa Shuxin. "Lord Glenlivet, did I pass?"
"Tomorrow morning at six, wait for me here."
Morofushi Hiromitsu hadn't expected Glenlivet's test to go so smoothly, especially since Gin's evaluations were sheer torture. If Tamazawa Shuxin could hear Morofushi Hiromitsu's inner thoughts, he would definitely grab him by the collar and curse him out for deliberately throwing the match.
After wrapping up Morofushi Hiromitsu's affairs: "Beep, do me a favor. Amuro Toru is one of the three newcomers... Yes, you handle his evaluation, and I'll assign his codename later."
Tamazawa Shuxin handed Furuya Rei over to Vermouth. Given instructions like these, coupled with Furuya Rei's own outstanding abilities, he believed Zero would be like a fish in water beside Vermouth. Once Zero graduated from Vermouth's side, he would ship him off to the CIA, absorbing the strengths of all to make up for his own shortcomings, while also ensuring Zero's safety.
Next was Hiromitsu. After teaching him blind shooting, he would ship him off to Italy for seasoning. After all, Italy was his turf, filled through and through with his trusted confidants, and then pack him off to the FBI. Since the two organizations didn't communicate, even if they crossed paths, they wouldn't leak that they were undercover in the same organization. Highly logical.
Finally, there was Akai Shuichi—an ally for now, yet potentially an enemy as well. "What hinders an alliance is never human hearts, but the essence of interests..."
In Tamazawa Shuxin's impression, Akai Shuichi was exceptionally strong in both ability and willpower, especially his endurance, which slightly surpassed Zero's. Had Akai truly been dark-hearted, he would have had to die right here today, no matter how many people were buried with him; he had to be dead.
Pulling his thoughts back: "How to evaluate him? Straight into a mission? Then let Gin take him along to execute it. Once that's done, ship him off to MI6 to go undercover. I really am a genius!"
Ping-pong. Akai Shuichi picked up his phone: "Nine tonight, Haori Corporation, Gin / Glenlivet."
"Leaving the evaluation to Gin? It seems Glenlivet has some connection with Gin?"
After replying, Akai Shuichi contacted James. "James, is it really impossible to find any information on Glenlivet?"
"Sigh, no one has ever managed to approach Glenlivet. He's too mysterious. The only known piece of information is that Glenlivet is an absolute confidant of the Organization."
"Is that so? Understood."
As night fell, Tamazawa Shuxin clicked delete and wiped all connecting code, including file records. "Yuya Kazami, Fujiwara Genji—should I keep them or not? That's the only flaw. Whatever, intercept them. Judging by the data, the IP address should be this one. Found it."
After finishing everything, Tamazawa Shuxin stretched and prepared to rest when a call came in. It was from his main body. Tamazawa Shuxin switched his primary perspective and uninstalled the dual-client setup.
"Hello, this is Tamazawa. Who is this? Hello!"
The call hung up. Tamazawa Shuxin found it completely baffling, and having switched back to his main body, he could finally vent his complaints. "What kind of bizarre operation is this? The entire Whiskey squad is a nest of undercover agents! Tch, I can't stop these two guys either, so I can only take their strengths and make up for their weaknesses, keeping Hiromitsu alive first. Three undercover agents under Glenlivet, and they were even picked by Gin—they absolutely cannot be exposed. Send them out of Japan, ship them all out. That's the only safe way. Rum's hands can't reach me here."
Tamazawa Shuxin checked the gacha pool again. His merit points were back to 100,000, and the manga section remained locked. He definitely wouldn't click into the fan-fiction section, and he had accumulated a hundred scratch-off tickets. He clicked "Open All." Purple light: [SR Card Insect Monitor ×2, SR Card Reversal Card ×1, 100 Merit Points].
"A reversal card—reverses effects? Interesting, too bad I don't have any cards with negative effects. I'm really curious if I drew an Avada Kedavra and used the reversal card, would it bring someone back to life!"
"Little Shuxin, come down for dinner! If you don't come down soon, little Matsuda is going to eat all your shrimp!"
"Coming!"
Meanwhile, Gin looked at Akai Shuichi standing before him. "Hmph. Seven days. As long as you can successfully persist for seven days, you can earn a codename!"
Akai Shuichi hadn't expected the opportunity to acquire a codename to come so quickly, but it also filled him with excitement. "Then we shall wait and see."
On the other side, Morofushi Hiromitsu contacted Fujiwara Genji, only to receive: "Suspend contact, continue mission / Fujiwara Genji." Furuya Rei received the exact same: "Contact suspended, mission continues / Yuya Kazami."