Chapter 411 Photo
“Master Kurokawa.”
Inside the underground base of the [Dark] Organization in Kyoto, a girl wearing a black robe emerged from a幽 green light door, looking at the boy sitting at the desk, and spoke respectfully.
“Mm, you’re here. How is your ability recovering?”
The clean-looking boy wearing glasses looked up at the girl, slowly closed the file in his hand, leaned back slightly against the chair, and asked.
“Thanks to you, Master, it has fully recovered.”
Kazumi nodded, opened her right hand, and green energy gathered and dispersed in her hand.
“Good, have you arranged your current affairs? This mission may take a longer time. I remember your real-world identity is quite important to you.”
His palm shattered and turned into several tentacles, reaching into the file cabinet next to him to search for some documents. Kurokawa Iori looked at the short girl in front of him, and his gentle words carried a hint of concern.
“Thank you for your concern, Master. Everything has already been handled and will not affect the mission.”
Kurokawa Iori’s sudden concern surprised Kazumi, but upon careful consideration, it was probably because of the value she had shown before. Moreover, she had helped Masashi Sakuraba, who was clearly Kurokawa Iori’s close friend, with something important, so it was reasonable for his attitude towards her to improve.
“Alright, I will explain the content of the mission to you now.”
The grotesque tentacles, covered in slime, retracted with several folders. Kurokawa Iori placed the files aside and pointed with his other hand to the upper right corner of the Neon map spread on the table.
“This is the location for your mission this time.”
Following Kurokawa Iori’s slender fingers, her eyes fell upon a small border city called Lingyuan City. With Kazumi’s limited geographical knowledge, she couldn’t think of anything outstanding about this place besides the constant tsunamis. In fact, it seemed almost unbelievable that a small city could be built there.
“However, there are other arrangements this time as well. You will be helping Andre’s team. Their team needs someone who can deal with psychics.”
He spread out a folder next to him, pulled out several stacks of documents, and handed them over, casually stating the arrangements for this mission.
“Master [Spike]?”
Taking the documents handed over by Kurokawa Iori, Kazumi also read them carefully.
The content of the documents in her hand was very simple. Besides photos, there were descriptions of abilities with no further information. Frankly speaking, they were even simpler than the hero profiles released by the Heroes Association. This meant that apart from knowing what kind of person the target was, all other information was unknown.
“Yes, Andre is quite reliable, but his team’s method of operation is a bit unusual. You’ll know when you rendezvous.”
Kurokawa Iori nodded, picked up the coffee next to him, and took a sip. Actually, these documents and mission content should not be viewed by someone of Kazumi’s level. Ordinary organization members only needed to know where to go and what to do.
But he didn’t care about these things because Kazumi was special, the kind of person he would break the rules for the sake of pleasure.
“Yes, Master.”
“Master Kurokawa.”
Holding the documents in her hand, Kazumi responded, then looked up again at Kurokawa Iori, who was staring at the book in his hand, and called out hesitantly.
“Yes, what is it?”
“It’s just, can I know the specific content of this mission?”
After struggling for a moment, recalling Kurokawa Iori’s previous attitude towards her, Kazumi decided to take a small risk.
The main reason was that Masashi Sakuraba from the previous mission was too much of a troublemaker. Not to mention that the last mission was a personal job to solve his own problems, Masashi Sakuraba had directly caused her to lose half of her body. Kazumi really didn’t want to encounter any unforeseen circumstances this time. Especially for a strategist like herself, rushing into something without any information was almost no different from seeking death.
Moreover, setting aside his unpredictable personality, even if she might be dealt with by Kurokawa Iori, she wouldn’t die. After all, she was his subordinate, and he needed her to complete the mission.
“Swish—”
Sharp tentacles detached from Kurokawa Iori’s hand, piercing through the air to reach Kazumi, directly clamping around her fair neck, as if any slight exertion could crush her fragile body.
“Do you think this is something you can know?”
His deep eyes narrowed slightly, Kurokawa Iori revealed a playful smile, looking at the short-haired girl who remained calm, and asked faintly.
“I just believe that sufficient information can ensure the smoother progress of the mission, Master Kurokawa.”
While forcefully suppressing the urge for Little Black to turn and resist inside her, Kazumi took a deep breath, her face as usual, met Kurokawa Iori’s gaze, and explained calmly.
“Interesting.”
As the girl explained, the thick tentacles slowly moved away from Kazumi’s neck. The slime-covered tentacles with suction cups slid up her white curves little by little, finally gently stroking her smooth cheeks twice before quickly retracting to their original positions.
The clean-looking boy wearing glasses sat quietly in place, a perfectly appropriate smile on his lips, looking at Kazumi in front of him as if nothing had happened, as if everything before was an illusion.
“The [Dark] is an organization that emphasizes the exchange of benefits. You should know that even if I’m willing to make an exception for you, I should receive something in return, shouldn’t I?”
Closing his eyes and smelling the lingering scent of the girl on his hands, Kurokawa Iori tapped his fingers lightly on the table, stating his conditions.
“If you need it, Master, anything is fine.”
The stone hanging in her heart finally loosened a bit. Although she knew at that moment that she wouldn’t be killed, the tangible pressure made Kazumi’s heart beat uncontrollably faster. However, it was all worth it. Swallowing, Kazumi stabilized her mind and replied.
“Mm, anything is fine?”
Kurokawa Iori stood up and walked to Kazumi’s side, looking down at the girl who was nervously swallowing as if she were a little rabbit. The fake smile on his face gradually became natural. He raised one hand and played with the girl’s soft short hair, unable to help but ask.
“Yes… if you need it, Master.”
The contact between the two clearly made the girl freeze for a moment, but she still responded firmly.
“Heh—”
Reluctantly letting go of the beautiful hair in his hand, Kurokawa Iori let out a soft, pleased hum, displaying a twisted smile that didn’t quite match his current appearance.
“In that case, I want…”
“The photos from last time.”
