Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 313 On the Smell of Armpit Hair
In his previous life, Fushimi Lu once saw a post in which the poster raised a question:
Are women's armpits considered private parts?

At first, no one paid attention to this post until a pervert replied, claiming that he liked to be held under the armpits of girls and to suck out the smell of their armpit hair, so women's armpits were considered private parts. In order to emphasize the authenticity and accuracy, the pervert also described in detail the smell of women's armpit hair of different ages, different conditions, and different clothing.

As soon as this post was released, it quickly became a hot topic.

It turns out that as long as the heat is high enough, netizens will quarrel over anything. Some people say that according to the law, armpits are not considered private parts, some people say that women's armpits are different from men's and need to be treated differently, and some people keep posting naughty pictures...

Normally everyone has hair on their body, but occasionally there are one or two gifted people whose armpits are very smooth and have no special odor.

Yuan Yuzi has always been very bothered by this. She doesn't want to be treated specially. When she was taking swimming classes before, she was talked about by other female classmates. Everyone said that she was developmentally delayed and might be a dwarf or something.

Isn't there a saying that goes 'the hair hasn't grown out yet' and 'young monk'? It seems like a general consensus in society that only growing hair on the body is a sign of physical and mental maturity.

Now that Fushimi Shika suddenly mentioned this to her, her head got hot, or maybe she fainted. Her body responded by stress, and after she landed firmly on the ground, she turned around and slapped Fushimi-kun in the face.

Very crisp.

Very loud.

After the beating, Gen Tamako came to her senses, felt very regretful, and apologized hurriedly; Fushimi Shika didn't mind, as the beating didn't hurt, and he was thick-skinned, so it was only at the level of 'HP-1'.

But this situation must not be tolerated. If I can slap him in the face today, won’t I have to ride on his head and act tyrannically tomorrow?
Furthermore, he was slapped in the face for saving someone out of kindness. If such behavior is tolerated, where is justice? Will everyone still be willing to save a drowning little girl in the future?

For the sake of justice, they must be punished!
Fushimi Shika immediately put on a Sima face, silently picked up the bath towel, wrapped Xueyuan Yuzi around his chest, and turned to leave the bath.

Gen Tamako hurriedly followed, not caring about the difference between men and women. She clasped her hands together and rubbed them together, begging Fushimi-kun not to take it to heart.

It’s over. With Fushimi-kun’s petty personality, he will definitely lose a lot of points!
Why couldn't I control my hand?

What if Fushimi-kun thought she was a violent girl and was attracted to the other four candidates? Even if Fushimi-kun deducted her impression points, it would still be a big deal!

"How about you call back..."

In a panic, Yuan Yuzi spoke without thinking.

"Okay."

Fushimi Shika suddenly stopped and turned around in the corridor.

Gen Yuzi was startled. With Fushimi-kun's strength, he would definitely hit her head in a Thomas full spin, right?
But a gentleman's word is as good as gold. She is not a person who goes back on her word. Moreover, she sincerely apologized to Fushimi-kun and wanted to gain his forgiveness. She just acted on impulse and deserved to be punished.

"Come on then!"

Gen Tamako was so nervous that she clenched her fists. When she saw Fushimi Shikama preparing to take action, she felt a little regretful.

I heard that Edison became deaf in his left ear because of a slap in the face. The punishment seemed a bit too severe. She quickly added, "No, don't be too hard! Just use about the same force as me..."

Fushimi Shika had evil intentions in mind. He raised his hand high and swung it down in a circle. Gen Yuko was so nervous that she closed her eyes. He suddenly reduced his strength and gently swung it down on Gen Yuko's face.

“…Eh?!” Yuan Yuzi was stunned and opened her eyes.

"Alas, in fact, what's the point of you hitting me and me hitting you? The pain in our hearts will not heal, it will only make the rift between us deeper and deeper..."

Fushimi Shika shook his head and sighed, looking like the tragic hero in a Japanese drama.

That expression was like being cheated on by his childhood sweetheart a hundred thousand times, having his wealth drained by black and yellow-haired convenience store bosses, humiliating him in every way and leaving him heavily in debt, and finally having enlightenment after being heartbroken.

Yuan Yuzi felt more and more guilty. She never expected that Fushimi-kun, who was so narrow-minded, would actually repay evil with kindness. Maybe she had a high score in Fushimi-kun's heart, but she betrayed his trust...

Without waiting for her to recover, Fushimi Shika continued to add fuel to the fire and performed the evil chant "Torture Version", claiming that the pain in the heart was far greater than that in the body, that the wounds on the body could be healed, but the cracks in the heart could never be mended. He even gradually escalated the matter to the ginseng rooster, believing that Minamoto Tamako had a tendency to violence.

Originally, Tamakomon had been immune to the evil chant, but now with the updated version, and with Fushimi Shika having caught on to her mistakes and weaknesses, she was unable to cope for a moment. She could only stand in the corridor with a guilty look on her face, unable to refute a word.

"Then, what do I need you to forgive me?" Yuan Yuzi asked cautiously.

Fushimi Shika shook his head and said, "I have forgiven you, but the wound in my heart is not so easy to heal..." Then, he glanced at Yuan Yuzi and changed the subject: "But I think if someone can give me 50,000 yen now, I will feel a little better."

Ok?
Yuan Yuzi noticed something was wrong, but when money was mentioned, her IQ returned and she immediately came to her senses.

But the debuff of "guilt" is not so easy to remove. Yuan Yuzi thought for a moment and finally decided to spend money to get rid of the disaster.

If I can slap Fushimi-kun for 50,000 yen, it doesn't seem expensive...

She went back to the dressing room to change, dried her hair, took out her piggy bank, counted out 50,000 yen, and handed it to Fushimi Shika, who took the money but did not count it or show a smug look. Instead, he took out a "hot spring manju chocolate" from his pocket.

This is a special chocolate whose taste imitates hot spring manju, with white chocolate on the outside and crispy wafer biscuits and red bean cream on the inside. It combines the flavors of Western chocolate with traditional Japanese snacks. Most hot spring hotels will give it to customers for free as a gift.

While Yuan Yuzi was changing clothes, he went to the front desk and touched a few of them.

At this moment, he handed over the candy with a smile: "Well, not bad, I'll reward you with candy."

Gen Tamako lost 50,000 yen, which was her hard-earned money. Fushimi-kun was happy, but she was very depressed in her heart, so she simply turned her grief and anger into appetite and took the candy.

She peeled off the sugar coating, put it in her mouth and took a bite. It tasted quite good. It was her favorite sweet. She squinted her eyes in enjoyment.

A mosquito's leg is also meat, and having a piece of candy as compensation is better than having nothing.

Mmm, it tastes really good.

Gen Tamako's mood improved and she felt that it was not unacceptable. As far as the experience was concerned, the 50,000 yen was well spent - if it weren't for the evil chanting segment, it would have been perfect.

On the other side, Fushimi Shika put his hands in his sleeves and sneered in his heart, thinking that the 50,000 yen was just the first step in his plan to live off his wife.

Sooner or later, he will have to live off his wife!

(End of this chapter)