Me Dressed As Gin's Younger Brother

Chapter 101 - 102

Chapter 101 Coffee Without Caffeine

Kurosawa Hideaki waited patiently for a few seconds.

Until some chaotic footsteps came through the door panel of the apartment, which was not soundproof, and the door was opened a small crack.

"Come in." Toru Amuro said in a low voice.

Kurosawa Hideaki's hands were full of paper bags, so he had to use his feet to open the half-open door, and then squeezed in sideways.

There was no figure of Toru Amuro at the door, with a few drops of water dripping, and a light scent of shower gel lingering in the entrance hall.

He gently placed the paper bag on the ground next to the entrance and looked towards the bathroom not far away. There was some moisture on the wooden door, and there was a very wet fingerprint on the door handle.

He was stunned for a moment. Toru Amuro actually interrupted his bathing to open the door?

Kurosawa Hideaki smelled the lingering smell in the air and raised the tip of his nose slightly. It seemed that there was not only the smell of shower gel, but also a fresh grapefruit aroma.

He walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. There was a small vertical rectangular mirror on the coffee table in front of him.

Mirror? Why is there a mirror in this place?

Kurosawa Hideaki reached out to pick up the mirror and looked through it, and found a little dust on the edge of the mirror stand, and when he stretched out his hand to rub it, his fingertips were stained with a foundation that did not match his skin tone.

The color of this foundation?

Kurosawa Hideaki turned his head and glanced at the bathroom, raised his hand and rubbed the foundation on the back of his hand. It was a medium yellow foundation, which was generally more suitable for boys with Asian complexion, such as Akai Shuichi.

Wait, Akai Shuichi? No way?

Is the Akai Shuichi I saw at the bank entrance Toru Amuro?

Judging from the time, it is indeed similar, but more conclusive evidence is needed.

Kurosawa Hideaki's eyes wandered towards the bathroom with the door closed. There was undoubtedly only one possibility for Amuro Toru pretending to be Akai Shuichi - the top management of the organization still did not believe that Akai Shuichi was dead.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and about a minute later, the wooden door handle turned.

There is no sound of the lock being opened...

Toru Amuro didn't even lock the door!

Kurosawa Hideaki suddenly turned his head and looked at the coffee table, right? As an undercover agent, how could Toru Amuro take a shower without locking the door when someone was at home?

No, after all, there seems to be no direct connection between being an undercover agent and not locking the door in the shower.

"What are you drinking?" Toru Amuro wiped the water stains from the ends of her hair with the towel hanging around her neck.

"Whatever." Kurosawa Hideaki glanced at him, he came out in a hurry, scrubbed very badly, there were some wet water stains on the back of the white T-shirt, revealing some wheat-colored skin.

He looked away and touched the foundation stained on the back of his hand with his fingertips.

Just as he was about to speak, a can of drinks with novel packaging was placed in front of him.