Being in Detective Conan, being officially part of the organization is just too awesome!

Chapter 623 Pisco: You unfilial son!

"You unfilial son! Come out here!"

Pisco's eyes widened as he roared angrily at Ireland's room.

A moment of silence fell over the surroundings; there was no reaction whatsoever.

A moment later, Ireland timidly peeked out of his room.

He carefully examined Pisco's extremely gloomy face, and weakly spoke.

"Father, Father..."

"Come here!"

Pisco roared at Ireland again.

Ireland then cautiously emerged from the room...

Although he remained inside the room, he kept a close eye on Pisco's situation.

Just now, when I heard my father's voice, I sensed that something was amiss.

And now that I see it, it's indeed true...................

Ugh--

Ireland sighed inwardly.

If he wasn't mistaken, his father would probably bring up the matter of Miyano Akemi again...

As expected, Pisco watched Ireland slowly approach, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light as he kept a close eye on him.

"What have you been doing all this time?"

Pisco first gestured for Ireland to sit down, then asked him in a cold voice.

Ireland's face showed a hint of helplessness.

"Father, don't you know what I've been doing all this time?"

"That's all just going back and forth between the company and home..."

"Humph!"

Pisco snorted coldly, his voice carrying a hint of exasperation at Pisco's lack of ambition.

"That's your problem!"

"Why haven't you made a single move lately!"

"I................"

Ireland opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

After a moment, he spoke weakly.

"Father, I really don't have anything for that Miyano Akemi..."

"shut up!"

Pisco's face was now full of anger.

"How do you know you won't feel anything if you haven't tried it?!"

"Besides, I didn't expect you to do it this way or that, but you should at least give it a try!"

"If I hadn't happened to think of this today, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have this last chance..."

Ireland could only obediently accept Pisco's words, not daring to utter a single word.

In his heart, he could only sigh helplessly.

He didn't actually want any opportunities at all; how could you force something like that?

Seeing Ireland in this state, Pisco's anger gradually subsided as he spoke...

He sighed and slowly spoke to Ireland.

“My child, you may not have any feelings for Akemi Miyano right now, but I still hope you will give it a try.”

"after all................"

A hint of weariness flashed in Pisco's eyes.

"We were already hesitant before, and if we can't firmly choose a side now, the future might be uncertain..."

Yes, this is Pisco's predicament, and why he still went out of his way to matchmake Miyano Akemi even though he knew Ireland might not like her.

His previous position was already very dangerous. If he hadn't turned the car around in time, he might have already been ordered to be eliminated by that man.

As one of the organization's veterans, Pisco was well aware of that man's methods.

Even now, as the CEO of a listed company, Pisco controls more than half of the organization's white resources in the Tokyo branch, he still dares not act presumptuously in front of that man.

After a brief period of confusion, Pisco has now realized that the man's status is far beyond what someone like him, who's only 70 years old, can easily try to take advantage of...

Therefore, seeing that Cherry might be able to succeed him, Pisco, even though Miyano Akemi's previous experience didn't match Ireland's, still forced Ireland to give it a try.

He's getting old, and Ireland is too inexperienced. Without a long-term backer, the future is truly uncertain...

Pisco has a family, responsibilities, and is getting on in years; he can't live day to day like vodka, tequila, or chianti...

He had to consider Ireland, and his entire company of employees...

"I..............."

Ireland felt a little down as he listened to Pisco's slightly melancholic words.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

Although he desperately wanted to argue with his father, saying that the organization wasn't like that, and that Cherry wasn't the kind of person who would forget past favors, but...

My father lived longer, after all, and he couldn't afford to gamble anymore...

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore,"

Pisco regained his composure, resuming his usual dignified demeanor, and addressed Ireland in a deep voice,

"I don't care what you think, the bottom line is, you have to give it a try before this matter is completely settled!"

"If it really doesn't work out, or whatever, I won't force it. We're not the kind of people who would go out of our way to please someone who doesn't reciprocate our feelings!"

"But doing nothing isn't my style..."

"Okay, Father."

Ireland nodded obediently.

He then asked Pisco, with a hint of trepidation,

"Then, Father, what should we do next...?"

"It's not us, it's you!"

Pisco said with exasperation,

"It's up to you to think about what you're going to do!"

"Yes, yes, that's what I need to do..."

Ireland nodded quickly and repeatedly.

Pisco rubbed his temples, looking at his unreliable godson.

Ugh--

My life is so hard!

At her age, she still has to worry herself sick about how her son is going to find a girlfriend...