Does Mr. Amuro Like Me Today?

Before graduating from the police academy, Rei Furuya was assigned an undercover mission.

After training, he took the name Amuro Tooru and infiltrated the organization as an information broker.

He imagined the future would be harsh and demanding, full of restraint and challenges.

But to his surprise, after he successfully earned a codename, the organization assigned him a personal subordinate and told him to leave all the little jobs to the kid.

Did having a codename really come with perks like this...?

On guard, he went to meet his subordinate for the first time.

A boy with black hair and a white streak, cut in a jellyfish style, nervously knocked on his door and walked in carrying a folder. But before he had taken two steps, he tripped over his own feet and sent the papers flying into Amuro Tooru's face.

The boy fell flat on the floor, his glasses flying off. He fumbled around for a while but couldn't find them.

As if realizing he'd made a mess, the boy found his glasses and sprang to his feet at once, bowing deeply to him.

"H-hello, sir! My name is Shirakawa Seion. You can call me Seion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bowed so quickly that his glasses flew off again.

Amuro Tooru: "..."

-

It was hard to say whether having such a clumsy subordinate was a good thing or a bad one.

Amuro Tooru could only be grateful that, after a long period of observation, he was sure Shirakawa Seion hadn't been assigned by the organization to keep an eye on him. He could relax a little.

Aside from that, everything about his work in the organization went smoothly.

He completed missions smoothly, rescued hostages smoothly, obtained intelligence smoothly, and coordinated with Public Security smoothly.

Everything seemed almost too smooth, until one day his childhood friend asked in astonishment, "Wait, did you go straight back to Public Security in broad daylight?!"

Only then did he suddenly realize that he might have let his guard down too much.

After realizing this, Amuro Tooru tensed up again. Shirakawa Seion seemed to notice the change and would occasionally look at him, but his eyes were hidden behind his glasses, making his feelings hard to read.

What he hadn't expected was that once he became more cautious, a mission would go wrong.

A member of the organization saw him copying the files.

The man ran too fast for Amuro to silence him, so he contacted Public Security and prepared to withdraw at a moment's notice.

Yet after waiting several days, everything remained calm.

He couldn't help asking around about the organization member, only to learn that the man had failed a mission a few days earlier and was now dead.

Dead...?

-

An organization member had stumbled upon Bourbon, the codename member everyone was talking about lately, betraying the organization. His heart pounding, he hurried off to report it and earn himself a reward.

But as he passed through a corridor, someone stopped him.

Black hair with a white streak.

Someone who was always by Bourbon's side.

He froze, then blurted out, "Did Bourbon send you? Did he send you to silence me?"

"You know why? Because he, "

He never finished speaking.

A deep cut appeared across his throat.

The organization member fell straight to the ground, never to utter another word.

The boy remained standing a short distance away. He flipped his raised hand slightly, and the silver glint vanished into his palm. He looked down coldly, then turned his gaze away after a single glance.

His sleeves fluttered, his long hair stirred.

The boy disappeared into the darkness, as if he'd never been there.

The next day, Amuro Tooru got the meal his subordinate had picked up for him. After one bite, he frowned.

Shirakawa Seion asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"These ribs..." He tapped them with his chopsticks. "Why are they sweet?"

"Huh?!"

Shirakawa Seion hurriedly picked up his phone and checked. After tapping several times, he finally opened his chat with the restaurant owner, then looked as if the sky had fallen.

"Aaaaaah, I'm so sorry!!! I meant to tell the owner to add more salt, but I typed sugar instead!!!!"

He dropped to his knees with a thud. "Mr. Amuro, I'll atone with my life!!"

·Initial blurb, pending revision

Reader's Guide:

1. The protagonist is pathologically obsessive and self-abasing, with warped morals. He's purely obsessed with Toru.

2. He used to be a true villain. You could say he turned over a new leaf for Toru.

3. Toru has held the upper hand between them from beginning to end.

4. Hiromitsu will be rescued from his death flag.

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