Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 384 Please present your mental health assessment report.

Anyone with eyes can see that Minamoto no Tamako likes Fushimi Shika.

After all, she's a straightforward person who can't hide her feelings and isn't good at lying. She thinks she's kept her inner thoughts well hidden, but everyone can tell what she's thinking.

Fushimi Shika is different. This guy is good at sophistry and likes to hide everything. He often deceives himself. At least Minamoto no Tamako can face the fact that she likes someone. But he is different. He can blame it on the angel and devil, thinking that it was these two guys who made him feel a little bit of affection.

If we press further, if it's just a little bit of affection, then why would he be so accommodating to Minamoto no Tamako?

Lu was still able to justify himself, saying that his favor was not something anyone could win over, and it was more precious than the diamonds of the Ocean Star. It was already very rare and precious that a girl like Yuan Yuzi, who was true to herself inside and out, could win even one-thousandth of his favor, so naturally she would enjoy high-level treatment.

On the surface, he indulged Gentama in everything, but in reality, this was just the tip of the iceberg, part of the plan, a drop of water leaking through his fingers, a small step to win the favor of the rich loli, and not worth mentioning.

It was precisely because Fushimi Shika was unwilling to open his heart and never talked to anyone about his feelings (excluding the evil chanting) that Kazama Takusai always kept his distance from him, dared not confide in him, and worried that Minamoto no Tamako would suffer emotional trauma.

Fushimi Shika, having at least raised his psychological counseling to level seven, naturally knew what Kazama Takusai and Moriki Araragi were thinking—they didn't trust him, but out of fear, past affections, and to save face for Minamoto Tamako, they kept certain things from him.

There is a limit to how much you can keep a secret. Once that limit is exceeded, the person keeping the secret will reveal it.

Now, what Fushimi Shika needs to do is gain their trust and let them know that he is a "normal person"—someone with moral standards, good and evil judgments, and the ability to hate or like someone. Only then can he be considered a normal person.

In the past, Fushimi Shika had his own way of dealing with things—'Actually, the standard for judging a normal person is very simple. As long as the people around you can't tell that you are really mentally ill, you are a normal person'... But this approach is obviously outdated. His antlers are too sharp and accidentally pierced people's skin.

Like Sakurako, Fushimi Shika also wants to prove that he is not an outcast.

Finally, it was his turn to confront his inner self.

In Fushimi Shika's mind, the courtroom once again unfolded, with Moriki Arashi and Kazama Takusai as the plaintiffs, and Minamoto Tamako sitting in the judge's seat, holding a gavel, wearing a white curly wig on her head.

'This is bad...'

'If I say this under these circumstances, I'm afraid Genji will take it seriously...'

He glanced at Yuan Yuzi, whose face was practically overflowing with anticipation.

'Is my idiot assistant Fushimi finally going to confess? Wahahahaha! Today is truly my lucky day!!'... That's probably what she's thinking right now.

Fushimi Shika interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin, his mind racing as he said with a serious expression, "Tamako and I are good friends, of course I like her."

"To be honest, I prefer people with a cheerful personality like Watanabe Shun; you two are also good people. I've always been a little embarrassed to say it, but I've always considered you as friends and I enjoy spending time with you."

……

Genji looked disappointed.

So it was just a mutual crush between friends? Were they always in a relationship that was more than friends but less than lovers?
Mori Muya was not entirely satisfied with the answer, but she wasn't exactly dissatisfied either. She just felt that something was missing—this guy used "good buddies" as a shield, so she naturally couldn't feel much sincerity.

In addition, she felt a little guilty and didn't dare to say anything too definitive. Fushimi Shika had already given her enough face, so she decided to just laugh it off.

But Kazama Takusai wasn't going to back down from Fushimi Shika. He was a nobody, and with nothing to lose, he didn't care about anyone else. He simply and decisively tore off Fushimi Shika's fig leaf: "I'm asking about relationships between men and women, the kind of liking between lovers."

"Why are you asking this? Do you have feelings for Minamoto no Tamako?" Fushimi Shika turned the tables and started hurling insults: "Minamoto no Tamako is old enough to be your daughter, and she looks even better than your granddaughter. You're so old, you should have some self-respect!"

“No, I have no feelings for Tamako,” Kazama Takusai said calmly, like a skilled swordsman striking his opponent’s weak point: “I’m just asking if you have any feelings for her.”

"Why are you suddenly asking this? Weren't we here to chat and get punished?" Fushimi Shika asked, looking completely bewildered.

"The divine punishment thing was made up by me, just to lure you here." Kazama Takusai pressed on relentlessly.

Seeing Fushimi Shika's displeased expression, Moriki Araragi quickly tried to smooth things over, saying that such things shouldn't be said in front of the person involved. Whether you like it or not, you shouldn't say it in front of Minamoto Tamako, right?
After saying that, she pushed Genji Tamako out the door before Kazama Takusai could speak, asking her to leave for the time being.

"Huh? Why? I want to know too..."

Before Minamoto no Tamako could finish speaking, Moriki Masaaki asked with a half-smile, "Oh dear, do you like Fushimi-kun? You're so curious, wanting to hear him speak to you in person..."

Yuan Yuzi was shocked. She had only told Ya Lan about this, and the latter had promised not to tell anyone. Now, Ya Lan was using this to threaten her. Yuan Yuzi was furious, and the consequences would be very serious!
She went out with her cheeks puffed out, stood by the door with her arms crossed, and shook her right leg irritably.

Seeing this, Mori Muya lowered her voice and coaxed, "I'll tell you the result quietly later."

Gen Tamako's anger turned to joy in an instant. She nodded excitedly and helped close the door.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly dropped several degrees. Moriki Ayane turned around and saw Fushimi Shika leaning back on the sofa, staring at the two of them with a blatant gaze: "What do you two know?" "We know everything," Kazama Takusai replied unmoved.

"Who are you trying to fool?" Fushimi Shika wasn't taking the bait: "Since you're willing to sit down and talk to me, I'm willing to give you face. Just ask me whatever you want, no need to beat around the bush."

After thinking it over carefully, Moriki Yalan realized there was nothing worth asking.

What's the point of investigating Fushimi Shika after she killed members of the cult on Cat Island? Didn't she kill a guru herself?
Ultimately, it's just fear.

I have a guy around who seems to be mentally ill, and it gives me the creeps, but I'm not sure if he actually has something wrong with his head.

“I’m too lazy to investigate the murder you committed, and I have no right to do so, since I’m no longer a detective,” Kazama Takusai said. “The main reason I called you here is because I’m very worried about Minamoto Tamako’s safety.”

"Don't worry, she's safe with me here," Fushimi Shika said.

“You are the most dangerous factor,” Kazama Takusai said bluntly. “I need to know what you’re thinking. You have to make assurances to us and provide a psychiatric diagnosis report.”

"What do you mean? You suspect I have mental problems?" Fushimi Shika frowned. "That's incredibly insulting! What about me doesn't look like a normal person?"

“Even if you look like a normal person, you’re only ‘like’ one. You must go to a professional testing agency for the examination, and I must be present during the examination.” Kazama Takusai refused to back down.

He paused, then added, "Do you remember what I said when we first met?"

After a moment's thought, Fushimi Shika recalled that classic line: "You remind me of an annoying guy; your eyes are so similar."

“I know your wife has a mental illness and gouged out one of your eyes; your daughter is also mentally ill and broke one of your arms… but you can’t just assume everyone is sick, can you? What can you tell just by looking at your eyes?” Fushimi Shika said dismissively.

He has lived two lives and never had any mental problems; he has always been very healthy and can be described as a sunny and cheerful young man!

"Then prove it to me and dispel my doubts."

Kazama Takusai did not argue with him, but instead went along with his words and said, "Maybe I am wrong, maybe I am too sensitive, you are right, but I am now asking you to undergo a mental evaluation to prove your mental health, which has nothing to do with whether my suspicion is justified - this is a request, not a discussion."

Fushimi Shika scratched the tip of his nose and asked in return, "Then why should I agree to your request?"

“If you don’t agree, I will have to be honest with Minamoto no Tamako, explaining in detail your danger and the reasons why I suspect you have mental health issues.” Kazama Takusai paused, then said truthfully, “After that, I will leave the decision to Minamoto no Tamako and will not interfere further.”

"You're threatening me?" Fushimi Shika's gaze swept back and forth.

Mori Muya was sweating profusely. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she had a vague intuition that something was very, very bad, as if she would be beheaded and die in the living room at any moment.

What do you mean by 'you'? She didn't say a word!

Mori Muya Lan was starting to regret it. She should have known better than to get involved... Why did she have to meddle when the young couple could do whatever they wanted?

Kazama Takusai's expression remained unchanged, still looking like he was saying, "Life is tough, but my heart is even tougher." He nodded calmly and said, "That's right, I'm threatening you."

Moriki Arashi quickly added, "Tamako is right outside the door! Think it over... think it over!"

Fushimi Shika had a strange expression. He pondered for a long time, weighed the pros and cons, and realized that he had no choice but to agree: "What's the big deal? True gold fears no fire, and a straight body has nothing to fear. I'm a normal person, so it doesn't matter how many times I'm investigated."

"That's good." Kazama Takusai nodded.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll continue with the case." Fushimi Shika stood up, patting imaginary dust off his thighs. "For something so trivial, you made me come all this way. Why make such a fuss?"

"Just in case." Kazama Takusai also stood up. "Oh right, there's one more thing, you haven't answered yet."

"what?"

Do you like her?

Fushimi Shika remained silent for four or five seconds before their eyes met. Moriki Masahiro stood to the side, feeling his heart leap into his throat.

“I like it,” Fushimi Shika shrugged, indicating that it was no big deal: “Are you satisfied now? You’re such a grown man, and you still like to pry into other people’s privacy.”

“If you like someone, don’t hide your feelings,” Kazama Takusai patted him on the shoulder. “Remember to cherish the people in front of you.”

(End of this chapter)