GBP Chapter 197 Don't eat mangoes while slacking off at work
Chapter 197 Don't eat mangoes while slacking off at work
It was another leisurely morning. Kyosuke Kazeto opened the office window, and a cool breeze brushed against his cheeks, symbolizing the start of a wonderful new day.
Leaning out the window, he looked at the garden beyond the wall, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, and took a deep breath: "Good morning—Beihana Town—"
Optimism and cheerfulness are the secrets to a happy life.
After being promoted and receiving a raise, Kyosuke Kazato immediately resigned from his exhausting job at the public hospital and moved to a private hospital established by the organization.
Once you join the organization, you suddenly feel like the world has opened up before you!
Following a healthy sleep schedule of going to bed at 11 p.m. and waking up at 6 a.m., and getting a full seven hours of sleep every day—this was something I never dared to imagine before!
The newly replaced fruit basket on the table gleamed with a moist sheen. He grabbed an apple, took a crisp bite, and opened the classic he hadn't finished reading yesterday...
Beep beep! Beep beep!
The answering machine's indicator light came on, and Kyosuke Kazeto sighed and pressed the answer button.
"Dr. Kazato, the front desk has received a little girl who has fainted due to excessive fright. She needs your treatment now."
The voice on the other end of the phone was that of the newly appointed nurse. Giving him such an ordinary medical record showed that his initial training hadn't been adequate!
Kyosuke Kazato propped his chin on his hand and said dismissively, "I'm busy right now~ Who's the on-duty doctor today? Just hand this patient over to him!"
"But..." "Beep!"
He snapped his fingers and hung up the phone, returning to his comfortable and sophisticated life: "Oh, I'm so bored~ Hmm, there are still mangoes today? I'll peel one and eat it!"
Humming the theme song of the family drama series he had just started watching last night, Kazeto picked up a mango and turned to walk towards the luxurious private bathroom.
Completely unaware that the door behind them was slowly opening.
Looking down coldly at the person humming and swaying, Kuromon Haruya politely asked the head nurse who was leading the way to leave, drew a pistol from his waist, and silently approached.
For all the pain of clinging to love, for all the wounds of clinging to love~
"I can no longer distinguish between love and hate, is this how it is?"
Click, the crisp sound of a bullet being chambered pressed against my back.
The rising sunlight shone on his face, but Kyosuke Kazato felt no warmth at all. On the contrary, the darkness that climbed up the shadows beneath his feet seemed even more vast and profound.
The indifferent voice was like a steel wire around his neck. The person behind him continued the lyrics, as if setting a eulogy for him: "Blood and tears, falling together."
Another voice chimed in: "My heart is broken and weathered...?"
Bang!
"Eek!" The scorching smoke brushed past my shoulder and hit the chandelier.
With a stern face, Kuromon Haruya watched as Hanzawa Masato easily subdued the rebellious Dr. Kazeto and greeted him, "It's been a long time, Dr. Kazeto."
I vehemently deny that the accidental shooting was because I couldn't help laughing when I heard Fanze Zhenren continue the lyrics.
That voice... is... Lord Butbel!
Kyosuke Kazato immediately stopped resisting and, with a strong will to survive, put on a smile.
This is his boss, and a mentally ill one at that. Not only can he not be provoked, but he also has to complete Gin's rehabilitation task! If he, the one who tied the knot, can't untie it, what awaits him is...
Startled, Kyosuke Kazato offered a friendly and professional smile: "Good morning, Lord Butbell! I apologize for not greeting you sooner. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"By the way, who is this gentleman...?" He turned his head and looked at the man who had grabbed him with his hands behind his back. Like Kuromon Haruya, he was wearing a mask, and there was a fierce black aura between his brows, but he could also be described as handsome and dashing.
"Guinness." Having successfully shown off his fighting skills, Fanze Zhenren secretly gloated and announced his codename with an air of superiority.
"Sir Guinness, it's an honor to meet you! Are the two codenamed masters here today for a joint psychological evaluation?"
"No." Kuromon Haruya glared at him with murderous intent, preventing the guy from revealing any more unspeakable information.
As bystanders, both Hanzawa and Asano knew that he had undergone psychological evaluation by the organization, but they were not informed of the specific results and symptoms, nor did Kuromon Haruya mention it.
Creating a romantic pairing is fun, but that doesn't mean you should bring something so abstract to your friends' doorstep! Being proactive and being passive are different!
The thought of being stared at with strange looks by Fanzawa and even more codename members when he saw Gin and Vermouth in the future made him wonder where his dignity as the leader of the response team and as the boss would go!
He glared at Kazeto with annoyance: "I heard you refused to accept the patients I brought, Dr. Kazeto?"
"Uh, this is a complete misunderstanding! It's just that the interns didn't convey the message clearly!"
Donning a white coat, Kyosuke Kazato quickly pushed open the door, beckoned a nurse to lead him into the ward, and began reviewing and analyzing data beside Ai Haibara's bedside.
"The electrocardiogram and electroencephalogram are normal, showing no obvious lesions, so the coma is unlikely to be caused by organ disease. However, we need to wait for the blood test results before making a judgment. Since the reported cause of fainting is excessive fright, do you know the source of the fright?"
Kuromon Haruya was silent for a moment, then turned away and shook her head: "...I don't know. Her test results and records are not kept on file, and all traces have been cleaned up."
Kyosuke Kazato immediately understood; this likely involved some unspeakable secrets, so he didn't ask any further questions.
"I understand. I'll arrange a psychological evaluation after she wakes up. The coma isn't expected to last long. Would you like to wait a bit longer?"
The two temporary guardians exchanged a glance, and Fanze Zhenren made the first decision: "We're nearby, let us know when we have the results!"
"Yes, please rest assured, sirs!"
After arranging Ai's test, Masato Hanzawa suddenly reached out and tugged at Haruya Kuromon, then walked dejectedly towards a park bench, clearly still feeling uneasy.
"Don't worry, Master. The doctor said that Ai doesn't have any serious problems."
Yoruichi Kuromon followed behind, offering words of comfort, though he found the situation unusually challenging.
It's definitely a problem that Fan Ze is too close to Sherry. One day, Sherry's true identity will be revealed as the main storyline progresses, and after that...
Fan Ze knelt on the bench, his face resting on the back of the chair, his whole being sullen and depressed.
"Mr. Kuromon, do you think I'm really that scary—"
He sighed deeply and counted on his fingers.
"I'd noticed before that Ai would tremble when she was around me, but I didn't realize it was this bad. Even though I found her, she's actually closer to you and Professor Agasa now..."
By the way! Kuromon, what do you know about Ai Haibara?
"What do I know about Ai? Let me think."
Not too nice to increase goodwill, not too bad to ruin one's image, Haruya Kuromon stroked her chin, her tone uncertain:
"She's a special child. She's usually like a little adult, with a precocious rationality and calmness. Occasionally, she'll say things that hurt adults. It's probably not easy to get into her heart."
…But she's also a good girl, and in my eyes she'll always be my lovely and sensible little daughter. It must be so hard for her to keep going and be strong.”
After a moment's hesitation, Master Fanze turned his head, looked up at the man's eyes, which flickered in the shade of the tree, his knuckles tapping irregularly against the back of his chair, and finally spoke with determination:
"Although it's a bit strange to say this all of a sudden, I always feel..."
Mr. Kuromon, you don't actually like Ai very much, do you?