Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 415 Shura Field

Fushimi Shika was just saying that.

He has no intention of going to the doctor at all; the current diagnosis is quite good, and he's very satisfied. If anyone ever questions his personality or mental state, he can simply shove his diagnosis—that of a sunny, cheerful young man—into their face.

What if that psychiatrist is really skilled and finds out some kind of mental illness? Wouldn't that be a disaster? You can't just check everything, can you? Who knows what they might find out?

Fushimi Shika was aware of this.

But he didn't really want to go home, mainly because he didn't want to face Minamoto Tamako. He hadn't figured out how to use what happened last night and needed time to think about how to occupy the moral high ground—neither the fact that he was bondage played nor that Minamoto Tamako was SP was easy to explain.

So he decided to stay at the Kazama family's house for the time being to avoid trouble.

Fushimi Shika sat down on the sofa, pretending to be serious, and asked Kazama Takusai about the consultation process.

Kazama Takusai readily agreed, believing that Fushimi Shika was truly determined to reform himself. He then detailed Dr. Arima's consultation fees, explaining that Dr. Arima had once been the president of the Japan Psychological Association, but resigned due to the disruption to his studies, and continues to dedicate himself to frontline research to this day…

Fushimi Shika nodded repeatedly, pretending to be listening, but in reality, he was lost in thought, recalling the feel of the Tamako beast from the previous night.

Kazama Takusai sat opposite him, constantly promoting the art of hypnosis:
"I know you have doubts about hypnosis, but hypnosis is not pseudoscience. Through techniques such as electroencephalography (EEG), it can be observed that in a hypnotic state, the activity of certain areas of the brain will increase or decrease. This indicates that hypnosis is not merely psychological suggestion or imagination, but involves changes in the brain's physiological mechanisms..."

"Red bean paste?" Fushimi Shika nodded.

"Of course! Research has also found that hypnosis affects a person's perception, memory, and emotions. These effects can be measured and verified using scientific methods. Hypnosis has wide applications in the fields of medicine and psychology. In clinical treatment, hypnosis can be used to relieve pain, reduce anxiety and stress, help with smoking cessation, and control weight, etc..."

“I’ll die.” Fushimi Shika nodded.

"Hypnosis has been recognized by many professional organizations and institutions. For example, the American Psychological Association (APA) has related research branches and professionals engaged in research and application in the field of hypnosis. In addition, there is a series of professional training and certification systems to regulate the training and practice of hypnotists..."

“I see~” Fushimi Shika nodded.

He heard what sounded like footsteps outside the door, and a door next door seemed to open, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

Kazama Takusai sensed something was wrong: "Were you not even listening?"

"Hmm?" Fushimi Shika snapped out of his reverie, crossed his legs, and said, "I'm listening. Continue."

"Then repeat what I just said?" Kazama Takusai asked in a deathly tone.

Fushimi Shika waved the business card in his hand, indicating that he shouldn't worry about such details, and then abruptly changed the subject, asking Watanabe Shun what he was busy with and why he hadn't been seen during his vacation.

"He's still sleeping." Kazama Takusai casually pointed to the bedroom. "Don't interrupt..."

Fushimi Shika deliberately widened his eyes, feigning shock: "Why is he sleeping here? Could it be that you two..."

Kazama Takusai knew that he was deliberately changing the subject, but he still had to explain clearly—some time ago, he was drinking with Watanabe Shun when his PDST flared up, and he collapsed to the ground trembling in pain. Watanabe Shun learned about his mental problems because of this.

One can imagine how shocked Watanabe Shun was at that time.

He originally thought that his boss was a tough guy, invulnerable to swords and bullets and immune to all poisons. He thought that even fighting a fierce man like Master Hui Sikong would be no problem for him, and that he would calmly say "nothing happened" afterward... He never expected that even a tough guy could have a vulnerable moment.

This is where the loyal and courageous Watanabe makes his appearance. Although in Kazama Takusai's account, Watanabe Shun was "meddling" and that he himself "was originally planning to go for a follow-up visit," in fact, it was Watanabe Shun who forcibly dragged him to the psychiatric ward—and his trench coat was even torn in the process.

Chief Nitta was helpless against Kazama Takusai's tough stance and could only recommend Arima Toshio's business card again. Watanabe Shun took Kazama Takusai to another hospital, and after treatment by Arima Toshio, Kazama Takusai's condition improved.

During his treatment, Watanabe Shun moved to the Kazama family home and kept a close watch on Kazama Takusai, fearing that his eldest brother might do something rash, such as jumping off a building, hanging himself, or cutting his wrists.

Fortunately, the Kazama family had many empty rooms. Originally, it had three bedrooms and a living room, including a master bedroom and a daughter's bedroom. Now, only two rough men lived there, so it was incredibly spacious.

To improve his eldest son's mood, Watanabe Shun tried every possible way to cheer him up. Last night, the two of them had a few drinks, some yakitori, chatted, boasted, and watched TV together until late morning, enjoying a very pleasant time.

After explaining the background, Kazama Takusai brought up the topic of the psychologist again, and casually inquired about the progress of Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako's relationship.

Fushimi Shika continued to avoid the topic, and Kazama Takusai, his patience exhausted, said seriously, "You just don't want to take responsibility right now, you're avoiding intimate relationships, which is clearly an avoidant attachment style..."

"You've switched careers to become a psychologist?" Fushimi Shika interrupted.

“Dr. Yuma told me,” Kazama Takusai paused, “I told him about your situation…”

"Wow!" Fushimi Shika pointed the business card at his nose: "You just casually told other people our private information?"

"It's not casual; psychologists have a principle of confidentiality."

Kazama Takusai slapped his hand away, put his hand on his shoulder, and said firmly, "You must face your own heart and be brave enough to take responsibility. It doesn't matter if you have personality flaws. You must believe that the person you love will always love you!"

Fushimi Shika was startled. He leaned back, making the same expression as the old man on the subway: "Have you been brainwashed?"

"It's not that I have a problem, it's that you have a problem."

Kazama Takusai wanted to relay Dr. Arima's words, but he forgot what the other person had said. In the end, he could only dryly repeat the inspirational platitudes, encouraging Fushimi Shika to bravely face Minamoto no Tamako and take the initiative to express his own thoughts.

"What do you want me to say?" Fushimi Shika shrugged.

"What is your relationship so far?" Kazama Takusai asked in return.

Fushimi Shika understood what he meant. It seemed that male chauvinism still prevailed in the Japanese Empire, with the outdated belief that confessing one's love was a man's duty. He looked disdainful and said dismissively, "Are you trying to teach me how to date?"

"Is that not allowed?" Kazama Takusai crossed his arms (on his prosthetic leg): "I've been through this before, after all."

"And what about your wife?" Fushimi Shika feigned surprise, slapped his forehead, and said, "Oh! You have a daughter too! Maybe I can ask you for parenting advice someday..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kazama Takusai kicked him out of the house.

Fushimi Shika stood sullenly in the hallway, pondering that although Kazama Takusai was talking nonsense, this matter really couldn't be delayed any longer.

Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway. It's better to get a short pain than a long one. You still have to face what you have to face.

He mentally prepared himself, used his key to open the door, only to find it unlocked, though he remembered locking it.

Maybe it was Minamoto no Tamako who went downstairs to throw out the trash.

Fushimi Shika didn't seem to care. He deliberately called out, "I'm back," but no one answered in the living room.

Yuan Yuzi should have gotten up long ago, but she hasn't left her room, which is obviously a problem. She might be hiding from him.

"Ahem," Fushimi Shika knocked on the door, "Are you awake?"

"I just... just woke up..." came a muffled reply from behind the door from Yu Zi: "What's wrong?"

"I want to talk to you about what happened last night." Fushimi Shika's tone was like that of a scumbag who was about to turn his back on someone after a one-night stand.

The door was opened a crack, and Yuan Yuzi peeked in. She had changed into the Lion King pajamas after taking a shower and looked guilty. She asked in a low voice, "What...what happened last night?"

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Shika immediately picked up on the key information: "You don't remember?"

It is true that blackouts can occur after drinking, but they are quite rare, and amnesia that occurs in a semi-conscious state is even rarer.

Yuan Yuzi didn't know how to answer, mainly because she didn't know what she had said last night: "I...I...I remember."

"Then tell me what happened last night."

“Okay, I don’t remember.” Gen Tamako said dejectedly.

She opened the door and, at Fushimi Shika's invitation, sat on the living room sofa, hugging a cushion, and asked nervously, "What did I say last night?"

Fushimi Shika's inner demon, Kawai, was laughing maniacally, but he remained outwardly calm, coughing lightly with feigned seriousness, putting his hands in his pockets, and slowly walking up to Minamoto Tamako.

Now he can make up whatever he wants.

Fushimi Shika scratched the tip of his nose, sat down on the small sofa diagonally opposite Minamoto no Tamako, struck the same pose as Kawamoto no Tamako, and prepared to start spouting nonsense:
"It's actually a little embarrassing to say..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Yuan Yuzi covered her ears with both hands and let out a high-pitched scream.

Fushimi Shika was startled and asked her what was wrong. Minamoto Tamako said she wasn't mentally prepared and didn't have the courage to discuss it while sober.

"How about I have a little drink to bolster my courage..."

With that, Gen Tamako got up and prepared to go to the kitchen refrigerator to get two cans of beer.

"No way!" Fushimi Shika suddenly stood up, pounced on her, and shoved her back onto the sofa: "Absolutely not!"

Gen Tamako was shocked and asked, "Why? Did I do something strange while I was drunk?!"

Fushimi Shika told her to calm down, and then said, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The air raid siren sounded again. She covered her ears and held her head, looking just like the famous painting "The Scream," refusing to receive any information about last night.

Fushimi Shika simply pulled her hands away forcefully and shouted at a volume louder than hers, "You confessed to me last night!!"

Gen Tamako was immediately stunned.

She slowly lowered her hand and slumped onto the sofa as if her bones had been pulled out. Although her purpose in drinking was indeed to confess her feelings, she felt a sense of loss when she realized that she had confessed while suffering from amnesia.

"Then...did you agree?"

Genji gripped the hem of her clothes nervously, lowered her head, and avoided looking at Fushimi-kun.

“No,” Fushimi Shika said.

"—Huh?!"

Minamoto no Tamako stared in shock, her eyes widening for a moment. She even wondered if she had misheard. Before she could recover, Fushimi Shika continued, "But you kept begging me, begging and begging, even doing a dogeza (a traditional Chinese prostration), pulling my clothes and acting crazy while drunk... I'm not that heartless. I thought you might be a good lover, so I reluctantly agreed."

……

The living room fell into a deathly silence. Yuan Yuzi's mouth remained in an "O" shape, her eyes unblinking, her expression and posture held for a full ten seconds.

What does 'keep asking' mean?
Have I been begging Fushimi-kun to be my boyfriend?

I even bowed to Fushimi-kun?
Did Fushimi finally agree, albeit reluctantly?
Shouldn't that be my line? Shouldn't I be the one reluctantly agreeing?
And what does "reluctantly" mean? Did you agree to it out of pity?
Every single second, Yuan Yuzi's brain cells were burning wildly, as if Thanos had snapped his fingers and she had turned into sand and scattered in the wind.

……

Fushimi Shika waved his hand in front of Minamoto Tamako: "Moshi Moshi?"

Gen Tamako snapped out of her daze, choked for a moment, and asked tremblingly, "R-really?"

Fushimi Shika breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to normal and continued to deceive her, saying, "Of course it's true."

Minamoto no Tamako immediately sensed something was wrong. Based on her understanding of Fushimi-kun, if it was true, he would usually say, "Believe it or not," or "Take it or leave it." Conversely, if Fushimi-kun was lying, he would most likely say, "It's absolutely true," or "You have to believe me..."

She squinted and realized that things weren't so simple.

The famous detective and police inspector, Tamako, suddenly became incredibly intelligent. She sat up straight, stared into Fushimi's eyes, and, using her accumulated experience in super cold reading, earnestly asked, "What did I say back then?"

Fushimi Shika somehow slipped up, causing Minamoto no Tamako to adopt an interrogation-like stance, catching him off guard. After all, he had just made up this lie on the spot and hadn't had time to think about the details.

But he's a man with excellent social skills, so even in this situation, he can remain calm and collected, spouting nonsense like, "Back then, I said you 'couldn't say it without drinking,' and then you were chugging down a bottle of soju..."

“I know this part, go a little further,” Gen Tamako interrupted.

"...Then I carried you back to the room and went to sleep alone." Fushimi Shika blinked.

"What about the process? I want to hear about the process!" Yuan Yuzi punched the cushion with her little fist.

Fushimi Shikako said, "Didn't you refuse to listen to the process just now? Sure enough, women can turn on you in an instant; a woman's heart is unfathomable!"
"I was just trying to save you some face," he said, glancing upwards as if recalling, "You passed out after you finished drinking."

"Aha! I knew it!"

Genji slapped her pillow, about to accuse Fushimi of lying, when he suddenly changed the subject and continued, "And then you came to my room in the middle of the night to raid me..."

"What?!!"

Genji's pupils dilated in shock, her face filled with disbelief.

Fushimi Shika spoke with a mix of truth and lies: "Then you crawled into my bed, hugged me tightly and wouldn't let go, saying you had a big secret to tell me... I didn't take advantage of you at the time, I sat properly and asked you what the big secret was, and you said you liked me..."

"What is the original sentence?" Yuan Yuzi pressed.

Fushimi Shika was a little unsure. He didn't know what Minamoto Tamako would say when she confessed, and he couldn't even imagine the scene of Minamoto Tamako taking the initiative to confess.

But to avoid giving himself away, he answered smoothly, "You were drunk back then, and your speech was a bit slurred. You said, 'I like Fushimi-kun the most'..." As he spoke, he even imitated the tone of a female idol when meeting someone, "I like him the most, I like him the most~~"

Yuan Yuzi almost threw up.

She was somewhat incredulous: "Did I really say that?"

“The tone may be slightly different,” Fushimi Shika shrugged, “but that’s exactly what was said.”

"And then?" Yuan Yuzi became increasingly suspicious.

Fushimi Shika was getting a little carried away with his boasting. Just saying things like that in front of Minamoto Tamako gave him a dark sense of pleasure, and he couldn't help but continue, "Then I said, 'I've always considered you a good partner'..."

Then, he took on two roles, turning around to imitate Minamoto no Tamako's tone: "So you said, 'Actually, I've had a crush on you for a long time...'"

"Then I said, 'Huh? I didn't see that at all...'"

You said, 'Haven't you ever felt my feelings?'

“I said, ‘Sorry, I’m a little slow on the uptake.’”

You said, "It's okay, I just hope you can understand my feelings."

“I said, ‘This is so sudden, can you give me some time to think about it?’”

"You said, 'No! Not a minute, not a second, not even a second! I want your answer right now! I want to hear you say you like me!'"

I said, "That's too much of a stubbornness; I refuse!"

You said, "Oh my god! Please! I really want to date you!"

“I said, ‘But I can’t see any sincerity, I just feel like you’re threatening me.’”

"So you immediately knelt down on the bed, begged me, and loudly proclaimed, 'Please! Fushimi-kun! Please go out with me!'"

"I couldn't bear it, so I could only nod and agree: 'Oh dear, I really can't do anything with you...'"

……

Yuan Yuzi really felt like throwing up.

She hugged the trash can and dry heaved for a while, but nothing came out. After all, she hadn't eaten dinner last night or breakfast this morning, and her stomach was empty.

Even if you gave her another five hundred years, no matter how hard you rack your brains, you still couldn't come up with such a disgusting dialogue.

Is such a thing really possible?
No, that's not right. If such a thing really happened, she would rather hang herself than see Fushimi Shika again.

“I didn’t expect this to happen either,” Fushimi Shika sighed dramatically. “The older generation often says that people speak the truth when they’re drunk. I was worried that you would reveal your little secrets when you were drunk, so I didn’t dare let you drink.”

He felt that he had already beautified what happened last night. If Yuan Yuzi couldn't even accept this level, then things like bondage play and wooden clothespin games would make her faint on the spot if he told her.

"Are you...are you sure?" Yuan Yuzi's voice was trembling.

"Absolutely, definitely, and without a doubt!" Fushimi Shika declared firmly.

"You didn't lie?" Yuan Yuzi put down the trash can and wiped her mouth.

For the sake of her reputation and her own face, she had to make sure that there was not a single fabricated element to this story!

“Of course not.” Fushimi Shika made the Know-It-All gesture: “No one knows better than me what happened last night.”

“Then tell the story in reverse chronological order.” Gen Tamako narrowed her eyes.

"What?" Fushimi Shika was taken aback.

“Tell me the events of last night in reverse order,” Yuan Yuzi said, enunciating each word clearly. “Especially the dialogue; tell it again in reverse order.”

An ordinary person would have been exposed immediately, but Fushimi Shika's intelligence was at least S-rank—he never used his S-rank intelligence for serious matters, but now he was putting it to good use, immediately reciting what he had just said backwards to Minamoto Tamako.

Minamoto no Tamako still refused to believe it and demanded to search Fushimi Shika's room. He, still holding onto his silver handcuffs, immediately refused, stating that Minamoto no Tamako could not invade his privacy.

“Since you’ve agreed to be my boyfriend, why can’t I, as your girlfriend, enter your bedroom?” Minamoto Tamako used this as an excuse to turn the tables on Fushimi Shika: “Or are you hiding something? Is there something shameful in your bedroom?”

Fushimi Shika didn't expect Minamoto no Tamako to get into character so quickly. Perhaps she was enduring humiliation to find out the truth—she absolutely couldn't let this guy discover the silver bracelet, otherwise the lie would be exposed and everything would go back to square one.

He had finally succeeded in getting Yuan Yuzi to confess her feelings, and he didn't want to let it all go to waste!
Fushimi Shika tried to reason with Minamoto Tamako using the law: "Couples need privacy too, you understand? Even if we're dating, you still need to respect your partner's privacy..."

But to his utter surprise, once Minamoto no Tamako became his girlfriend, she immediately overturned all the previous records in the "Minamoto no Tamako User Manual," and she retorted loudly and unreasonably:

"Men only talk about their privacy when they feel guilty! My mother always said that once a partner starts emphasizing their right to privacy, they're either cheating on you or they're about to cheat!"

Fushimi Shika wanted to refute it, but what he said was so reasonable, yet so unreasonable, that it stumped the level 7 debate expert for a moment.

He immediately used his remaining skill points to upgrade his negotiation and debate skills to level 10, found the logical flaw in Yuan Yuzi's statement, and retorted, "What you're saying is a fallacy of equivocation and a reversal of cause and effect, first assuming I'm guilty..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!!"

Yuan Yuzi covered her ears and spun around in place, refusing to communicate normally.

Fushimi Shika was dumbfounded; he had never seen this combo before. The flurry of punches left Shika completely bewildered. Left with no other option, he resorted to magic to counter: "Then I'll also thoroughly invade your privacy!"

"Go ahead and invade my privacy! I'm upright and honest, I have no privacy whatsoever in front of you!" Yuan Yuzi said proudly, hands on her hips.

Now Fushimi Shika has nothing to fart.

“Since I haven’t hidden anything from you, you shouldn’t hide anything from me either!” Genji rubbed his hands together like a fly, eager to try and find out what was going on in Fushimi-kun’s boudoir.

Fushimi Shika desperately tried to stop her, refusing to let her in no matter what. He simply stopped reasoning, plopped down on the ground, blocked the doorway, and threw a tantrum, refusing to let Genji Tamako in no matter what.

At first, Minamoto no Tamako thought he was afraid his lie would be exposed, but after a while, she became suspicious and began to suspect that Fushimi-kun had done something bad behind her back, which was why he wouldn't let her into the room.

"Even if you're lying, I'll accept it; consider it as fulfilling your last wish."

Genjiro seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, occupying the moral high ground, and the situation suddenly changed from 'Genjiro pleading for a relationship' to 'Fushimi Shika lying to gain pity'.

She continued, "Now that we're dating, I have the right to enter your room... unless you're hiding another woman there!"

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Shika felt that he had achieved his goal. As long as the fact of their relationship was confirmed, it didn't matter whether he was lying or not.

So he stood up, dusted himself off, pushed open the door, and led Yuan Yuzi into the bedroom, shamelessly saying, "I was just joking with you earlier, how could there be another woman in my room..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Fushimi Shika and Minamoto no Tamako stood still at the same time.

A woman was lying on her side on the bed, her back to the two of them, covered by a blanket. Her smooth, beautiful back and slender legs could be seen.

"Well……"

The woman let out a soft moan and turned over.

(End of this chapter)