(Little white text, updated on Saturdays, the characters may be OOC, I don't like to accidentally enter)
I, Ginjiu's teacher, codename Yulu
My real name is Tsuruta Kenzawa. Now I am facing a big crisis.
I suddenly realized that Gin seemed to be in danger. He used to send me messages every 4 hours, telling me what he was doing and telling me that he was safe. But today it has been 4 hours, 00 minutes and 3 seconds. Why hasn't he sent me a message? He won't be silenced by others, right? You won't be imprisoned, right? No, I will go back to Japan now.
Over there with gin
He looked at the three people in front of him and seemed a little puzzled. These three people suddenly went crazy and insisted on competing with him. At this time, a ringtone belonging to a certain guy rang.
Gin looks at the screen
Tsuruta Kenzawa: Gin, why didn't you report that you were safe today?
Tsuruta Kenzawa: Are you there? Gin
Tsuruta Kenze: Have you been kidnapped?
Tsuruta Kenze: Wait, your teacher, I will go back to rescue you right now.
Gin: I'm fine
When no one responded, Gin couldn't help but hold the phone tightly. His teacher was coming back. How was he going to explain the injuries he had suffered in the past few days? With the old man's usual approach, he might have to talk for several hours.
The three people who had not yet received their code names suddenly felt a stream of cold air rushing up their backs and looked up.
Gin was staring at them.
Gin: If these people hadn't insisted on competing with him, he wouldn't have replied to the message late, and his teacher wouldn't have come back.
There is still time for a sniper competition. It seems that they are really free. It's time to add some tasks.
The three-person team still doesn't know how miserable they will be in the future, and they are trying to guess why Gin is staring at them like a dead person.
Intention: None yet