The Troublesome Older Brother of a Workaholic

It's really funny [crying with laughter] [crying with laughter] Gin didn't become the crown prince and blames his brother for not being famous in the entertainment industry [crying with laughter] [crying with laughter]

There will definitely be a lot of surprises in the next map of Japan [bad laugh]

My brother's treasure is Qin-chan, right?

[Please] At first I just wanted to write about how I met Negroni from Gin's perspective, but my ability was not good enough. It was like writing an essay on a side topic, squirming around. Forget it, let's use the number of words to express my great admiration for the author and the author's great works: Irritability, boredom, anger, these were the feelings that Gin felt most in his heart after looking back countless times, until the magma of Mount Fuji buried him. Someone vaguely heard shouting "eggshells of death", but darkness had fallen and Gin lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a blurry and huge shadow, and his heart felt as calm as death. However, he, who was always keen, couldn't help but have a question: How could there be such a tall person, who seemed to be twice as big as him? Speaking of the body, Gin stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to do something, but what caught his eyes were white, tender and young hands. He immediately realized that he was probably in a very young age, and the huge figure in front of him was probably just an ordinary person. Was the person who could hold him when he was a child his relative? Gin has never seen his relatives. As long as he can remember, he has been wandering in the ruins, picking up some garbage that seems to fill his stomach to satisfy his hunger and prevent himself from starving to death. Even though Gin had gone through countless reincarnations and thought everything was absurd and meaningless, when he realized for the first time that his relatives were beside him, his cold, dead heart couldn't help but tremble. Gin raised his head hard. The baby's eyesight was not very good. He could vaguely see beautiful silver hair, ruby-like eyes, and a round and childish face. He was a very young child. Gin thought: Is he my... Brother? It turns out that I once had a brother... But even so, Gin didn't think much about it. Countless flashbacks had made the world an illusion in his eyes. Is a world destined to a certain destiny still real? In this case, is this so-called "relative" still real? Gin stared at that face, trying to see the "truth" from that face. He found that the man seemed to have a confused face. Also, a four or five-year-old child, standing in the ruins with a baby in his arms, should feel confused and scared. However, the child's hand then clasped Gin's neck. His fingers were as strong as steel, not like a five-year-old child at all. Gin felt severe pain and suffocation in an instant, but more deeply, it was as cold as being in an ice cellar. This was simply not something a five-year-old child could do, so he would not be his relative... Relatives... Ginjiu let out a soft "tsk" in his heart. Unexpectedly, he had a trace of delusion, and it was clear that everything was fake. Gin put his finger in his mouth and bit it slowly. He didn't have teeth yet, but the dull pain on his finger was like a bullet that had penetrated his arm, which could make him sober. Therefore, he could clearly feel the slow hypoxia to chest tightness, and the involuntary whimpering sound caused by his throat being squeezed. If it was still a destined death, he still wanted to choose to die awake. The hand suddenly let go, and Gin's body coughed violently. It was an uncontrollable life instinct, and Gin didn't care. He knew that since the child he was carrying wanted to kill him, he would do it again sooner or later. The murderous intention was so obvious that it made people feel like they were carrying a ray of light on their backs. It was also the best evidence that the child was not a relative of Ginjiu. Gin thought, sooner or later he will kill me. But Gin didn't want to resist anything, he was looking forward to a real death... Before Ginjiu could stop thinking about it, Ginjiu suddenly felt a chill in his lower body. His pupils suddenly tightened, and he opened his eyes wide and stared at the child. The child didn't notice it at all. He lowered his head, blinked, glanced at the private parts of the baby in his arms, and smiled: "So it's my brother, and you will be my brother from now on." For the first time in his life, Gin, who had an adult mind, was stripped naked in the open air and had his private parts scanned. Gin felt an almost humiliating anger and embarrassment. This was completely a dark historical experience, which gave him a subconscious urge to silence himself. Anger made Ginjiu wave his arm, but it was easily held by the child. A bright smile appeared on the child's face: "My brother likes me very much." Then he wrapped Ginjiu in a small blanket and walked towards the unknown front with Ginjiu. Gin was stunned. He calmed down and understood that he had become a baby and that the child did not mean to humiliate him. However, when the baby excreted unconsciously, the child held the handkerchief and said: "Brother wipes his brother's fart..." The tight thread in Gin's mind was suddenly disconnected. He would repay kindness with revenge and vowed to be Mr. Dong Guo. He thought: sooner or later, he would kill Negroni and silence him, and then destroy the whole world. Later, when the baby bottle was stuffed, Gin thought the same way, and when he was wrapped in colorful autumn clothes, Gin also thought the same way. But when he heard Negroni's heartbeat pause for the first time, Gin was so shocked that he forgot to breathe, and his brain almost went blank instantly. He gently pressed against Negroni's chest, carefully looking for the trace of heartbeat. Finally, after five minutes and forty seconds, he heard the familiar heartbeat again. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was worried about being discovered by Negroni. He exhaled the breath slowly and slowly, not daring to let him notice anything was wrong. That was the first time he thought about the origin of Negroni. He was not his brother, and maybe not even a person. So what was he? Where did it come from? Why do you want to be his brother? Will you leave again? What Gin is most concerned about is the last question, will Negroni, his brother, leave in the future? Gin wanted to explore the secret of Negroni, but after a period of observation, he found nothing, or he discovered something. But Kuwana really existed, he knew it a long time ago, but without Negroni's consent, no matter how Gin tried, Kuwana really refused to take the initiative to get involved with him. When he was 9 years old, Gin met the people of the organization, and it was like a violent wind was sweeping through his mind. The nine years of peace and warmth made him forget the past, and it was only then that he suddenly remembered it. So, Gin joined the organization again. He was such a person who refused to accept his fate, no matter how many reincarnations he experienced and how many times he was in despair. But this time, it was the time he was most eager to succeed. He looked at Negroni who quietly followed him into the organization and thought: If I still fail this time, I wonder if I can meet you again, my brother? So, I can't fail.

Hahahahaha, I can't do it anymore, I laughed so much that I burst into tears hahahaha

This plot is exciting enough

There is this scene before us, living towards death, hoping that everyone can enter a new tomorrow

The life of the two brothers when they were young was so beautiful

Kuwana really turned into a parrot and became even cuter [dog head][dog head]

So annoying! ! ! I will kowtow one hundred (million) words! !