Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 366 XXOO
The light from the vending machine shone through, casting a sideways reflection on the glass bottle in her hand, making the colorful paper stars twinkle—glass and paper are worthless, but in the hands of certain people, they are like holding up shining stars.

This was the first time Fushimi Shika, who had lived two lives, had received a proper birthday gift.

The street was silent for five seconds; no one spoke.

Seeing that he didn't react, Yuan Yuzi became even more uneasy and withdrew her hand timidly: "N-Don't you like it? Then I'll choose another one..."

"No, it's pretty good."

Fushimi Shika took the glass bottle, still warm from his body; it was unclear how long he'd held it. He examined it for a moment, then casually put it in his pocket, continuing, "I'm just a little surprised, how did you know my birthday?"

"you guess."

Genji took out her piggy banknote, reached out her little hand, took out two coins, and put them into the vending machine. She was always trying to guess what Fushimi was thinking, and she also wanted Fushimi to guess what she was thinking.

"You looked at my file?" Fushimi Shika reached out and pressed the strawberry juice button. With a clatter, a box of drinks fell out from the bottom of the vending machine.

Minamoto no Tamako pouted in dissatisfaction, and Fushimi Shika guessed it right away, which made her a little annoyed. The latter didn't know what was wrong with her suddenly acting out, her expression changing so quickly, and there wasn't a section about this in the "Minamoto no Tamako User Manual," which made him feel quite complicated.

Forget it, let’s go back first.

Having eaten and bought juice, he had no reason to linger any longer, so he slowly walked back, leaving his wheelchair at the izakaya for the time being, to be picked up later.

Minamoto no Tamako followed beside him, kicking stones with her toes. She remembered that on their last trip, Fushimi-kun had lost 0.1 points because he didn't wait for her while walking... It seemed that ever since then, Fushimi-kun had slowed down his pace.

It's even slower today, slower than before.

He probably wants to spend more time with her, right?

Right now, it's just the two of them alone, even if they're just walking together, it's still being alone; once they get home, with Sakura there, they won't be alone anymore.

As they walked, Minamoto no Tamako noticed that Fushimi-kun seemed to be slowing down, and she even had to slow down herself to keep pace with him.

Hmph, do you really want to spend more time with me?

Or is it that there's something you want to say to me, but you're too shy to say it...?

Minamoto no Tamako really wanted Fushimi to be honest with her and tell her directly whether he liked her or not; but this was the kind of thing she couldn't ask, because asking would expose her own feelings. Love was such a troublesome thing.

She glanced at Fushimi out of the corner of her eye; fine beads of sweat were on his forehead, and he looked very nervous, as if he was enduring something.

Tell me already! Tell me already!

Just say what you want to say!

Stop holding back!

Yuan Yuzi pursed her lips, her face flushed, her breath hot, and her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Fushimi Shika was sweating profusely from the pain, while Genji Tamako was watching him intently from the side. This guy thought he was hiding it well, but in reality, that suffocating feeling, like a python coiling around him, was always with him.

Worried that Minamoto no Tamako would see through his act, he tried to find a topic to divert her attention: "By the way, why did Commander Kujo suddenly decide to send you to a matchmaking event?"

Upon hearing this, Genji's smile grew even more smug.

Wow! So you really care about this!

During the dinner party, they said things like "Tamako, you're so lucky," but weren't they secretly bleeding inside?
If I really have to go to a social gathering, you'll definitely be so upset you'll cry, right?
Hmph, no wonder you dawdled for so long. Are you feeling threatened? Want to confess your feelings? Sure enough, everything is going according to my plan!
Genji once again flashed her signature 'planner' smile; she had initially organized this dinner party to provoke Fushimi-kun.

Although it was a little different from what she had expected, Fushimi-kun did not lose his composure in public. Instead, he kept quiet and chose to confess secretly. But she didn't mind. A truly cold woman only cares about the result, not the process!
Now, it's time to deliver the fatal blow to Fushimi-kun!!
Gen Tamako pretended not to care and said with her head held high, "Because my grandfather wants to form a marriage alliance with the Fujiwara family, he is forcing me to marry Section Chief Fujiwara at the end of the year. My mother argued strongly, and my grandfather gave in. He said that if I have a boyfriend, he will not force me anymore... Well, that's about it. If I still can't find a boyfriend, I will have to marry Section Chief Fujiwara at the end of the year."

"Ok?"

Fushimi Shika stopped, feigning surprise, and took the opportunity to rest for a moment: "Section Chief Fujiwara... Fujiwara Homare?"

"Yes, that's him."

Minamoto no Tamako also stopped, kicked away a small pebble, and turned to face Fushimi Shika.

come on!

I'm ready!
Say whatever you want to say!

Fushimi Shika was indeed a little surprised, but he knew Minamoto no Tamako quite well. This girl was very opinionated and would never agree to a marriage alliance. Kujo Yui probably wouldn't force her either; it was most likely just her grandfather's wishful thinking.

"So what are you planning to do?" Fushimi Shika, having rested enough, continued walking forward. As she passed Minamoto Tamako, she casually patted her shoulder and comforted her, "These things can't be rushed. Didn't your seniors introduce you to quite a few potential dates? We'll see how it goes."

Gen Tamako was stunned. She turned her head and stared at Fushimi Shika's back. She clenched her fists in anger, wanting to stomp her feet but afraid that Fushimi Shika would hear her. She could only curse Fushimi Shika in her heart for being so useless.

Still pretending!
I wonder how long you can keep pretending!
“Nothing much, matchmaking is a waste of time. Since my family has already chosen my marriage partner, I don’t need to worry about it.” Minamoto no Tamako stepped forward to follow Fushimi Shika.

"Oh? Planning to get married at the end of the year?"

"Can't you?"

"Not a police inspector anymore?" "Of course I am! Who says a woman has to be a full-time housewife after marriage?"

"What if the husband wants a child?"

"That's too early! It's at least something that's needed after you're 25, isn't it?"

Why after 25?

"Being a parent requires preparation; you can't just have a baby on a whim."

So you've decided to marry Fujiwara Homare?

"No, when did I say I made a decision?"

"Then what do you think?"

"Didn't I just say that we should let things take their course? If I find a boyfriend before the end of the year, of course I won't marry that Fujiwara Homare guy."

"Oh, you mean 'it's okay to marry anyone'?"

"How could that be! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

……

Even the longest road has an end.

They chatted for a while, and before they knew it, they were at their doorstep. Fushimi Shika took out his keys and opened the door, with Minamoto Tamako standing behind him, feeling a little disappointed.

She was deeply resentful that Fushimi-kun had gone back so easily. Before the door opened, she couldn't help but ask, "You... don't you have anything... to say to me?"

"what?"

Fushimi Shika paused for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "Oh! About Cat Island? Let's talk about it when we get up tomorrow."

After saying that, he slapped off his leather shoes, loosened his tie, casually tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa, and went straight back to his room to rest.

"..."

How abominable!!
When Minamoto no Tamako returned to her room, she punched her pillow so hard that the smiling face of Usagi Tsukino printed on the pillowcase became distorted.

Hira Sakurako, wondering who had offended her again, asked out of curiosity. Gen Tamako, naturally, couldn't mention her own matchmaking plans, so she gave a casual remark before asking, "By the way, Sakurako, do you want to go to school?"

"Going to school?"

"It's about going to a large building to learn, where an older person teaches many people your age..."

"Thank you, I know what going to school means."

“…Oh.” Gen Tamako paused. “So, do you want to go?”

Ping Yingzi leaned against the cardboard box and pondered. Going to school didn't seem to have any advantages. She had to go to bed early and get up early, wear a uniform every day, attend classes on time, and abide by school rules. Although she might make friends with peers, she felt that having Minamoto Tamako was enough for her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yuan Yuzi thought she had a chance and pressed her advantage, saying, "Didn't you want to find Yukimura Aoi's sister? If she's the same age as you, she must be in school too, right?"

Hira Sakurako was taken aback and began to ponder deeply.

"No need to rush to answer. Think it over carefully and then we'll talk."

Genji patted her head, adjusted her mindset, put aside the matter of the blockhead Fushimi Shika, and focused on her desk to continue recording the whole story of the Cat Island incident, adding details that she hadn't written before, and pondering doubts that she hadn't figured out before.

Meanwhile, Lu Shiye, who was good at playing dumb, returned to his room and immediately checked the injury on his leg. After confirming that it was nothing serious, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His psychological counseling had at least reached level 7, so he could naturally see through Yu Zi's ulterior motives.

Wow, that's real personal charisma!
At this moment, the devil Kawai suddenly appeared and whispered in his ear, urging him to quickly take down Tamako, preferably by night raiding the legal loli and having sex with her; the angelic little man followed closely behind, denouncing her as despicable, shameless, and lewd, "Is that what you like? You're just lusting after her body!"
The two little figures were arguing when they suddenly turned around and asked Fushimi Shika why he hadn't confessed.

The devil: "You could have easily succeeded. You shouldn't have gone home. You should have just confessed and taken her to a hotel for some fun. You don't have much time left, just enjoy yourself first..."

Angel: "Don't you like her? If that's the case, then take the initiative and express your feelings. Isn't dragging this out bad? If you don't cherish the remaining time, you'll regret it when you're about to die..."

Master Lu responded to each of these points.

First of all, he has a leg injury, which makes it inconvenient for him to launch a night raid or go to the hotel. If he is discovered by Minamoto no Tamako, he will be doomed.

Secondly, Kujou Yui had warned him that Minamoto Tamako would only choose to date someone she was certain she belonged to. If he confessed rashly, based on his understanding of Minamoto Tamako, the likely outcome would be that she would give him a 'chance to pursue her,' allowing him to find a way to prove himself…

Humph, ridiculous!

A guy whose mind has been swayed and whose position has been lost, do you really expect him to take the initiative to confess?
If he remembered correctly, the numbers of lucky stars have special meanings. For example, if you fold a thousand stars and give them to your crush, you're sure to succeed; or if you fold nine hundred and ninety-nine stars and give them to him, it means that your love will last forever... Of course, there are no homophones for 1314 and 999 in Japanese, and this bottle doesn't look like it can hold a thousand paper stars.

If he's not mistaken, there are 590 paper stars in the bottle.

(End of this chapter)