Someone: Thanks for asking. I'm a genuine member of the organization, and I really want to join your lively little family of undercover agents. But with missions piled up like a mountain, I can't bear to leave my white-haired colleague, Gin, to fight alone.
Gin: Thanks for asking. There are a lot of missions, but fortunately I have a reliable colleague. It's really nice to work together.
Bourbon: Thanks for asking. Being undercover is so stressful. Why does that person have twelve jobs? Do people in this organization not need sleep?
Vermouth: Thanks for asking. I used to slack off all the time, but suddenly everyone in the organization is working themselves to the bone.
Everyone else: Thanks for asking. Everyone suddenly started taking work seriously, and now I'm being forced to work hard too?
My writing isn't very good. If you feel uncomfortable while reading, please stop immediately!
This story is free. It's just a writing exercise, so please feel free to read. Updates whenever inspiration strikes!
Theme: For the sake of white hair
Change it? But I want the scenery to be really dark, hehe
The butterfly should be Chianti, and if the red comet refers to Char, it would be Acai.
Wow, wow, I found that what I wrote was so boring.