The Black Organization had declared a rare week-long break, and Vermouth took it as her chance to bring Sherry out of her lab. After some convincing, she managed to get Sherry dressed in a sleek black satin dress with a low back, the first time Sherry had ever worn something so bold. Blushing, Sherry asked, "Do I look strange?"

Vermouth smirked. "You look perfect. Trust me, you’ll have everyone stunned."

Outside, Gin, Akemi, Akai, Vodka, and others were already waiting. Gin, leaning against the car with his usual unreadable expression, let his gaze linger on Sherry a moment longer than usual. The others noticed, sharing knowing glances, while Akemi couldn’t help but feel a spark of protectiveness over her sister. However, Vermouth casually placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her from saying anything.

Soon, they boarded a high-class plane bound for Paris. Gin, as the leader, had already arranged a private room—for two. The implication was clear, and Sherry’s cheeks warmed as she caught onto it. Akemi’s protective instincts flared, but Vermouth intervened again, a quiet smile playing on her lips as if she knew exactly what was happening.

Settling in beside Sherry in the private cabin, Gin kept his usual cold demeanor, yet his actions had spoken louder than words. Beneath the silence, an unspoken tension simmered, hinting at emotions hidden beneath Gin’s ice-cold exterior.

Sherry tried to be as her usual strict personality.. But.. She kept wondering why Gin did this.. "Why..? Commander Gin.."