Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 416 Die, Fushimi-kun!

In an instant, Fushimi Shika's brain worked at the speed of light, his brain cells burned out, and like Thanos snapping his fingers, it was his turn to be weathered into sand.

He had just heard footsteps outside the Kazama house, and when he returned home, he noticed that the door was unlocked. He initially thought it was Minamoto no Tamako going downstairs to take out the trash, but now it seems that was not the case.

—A thief broke into the house!

Fushimi Shika pointed at the woman and exclaimed, "Thief! Thief! This guy actually broke into a policeman's house!"

He turned his head and saw that Yuan Yuzi had her head down, her bangs hanging down, her small fists clenched tightly, and her body was trembling. She was obviously on the verge of exploding.

"It's not what you think……"

Fushimi Shika uttered a classic line from a scumbag.

Minamoto no Tamako actually knew what was going on. Her hearing was even better than Fushimi Shika's; she had heard the door open and knew someone had come in. Because she was having a falling out with Fushimi Shika, she hadn't come out of the room to check—but when Fushimi Shika opened the door and came in, she just wondered if her hearing wasn't as good as it used to be.

Minamoto no Tamako knew that Fushimi-kun was innocent, but that didn't stop her from being extremely unhappy.

Why didn't this woman go to someone else's house? Why did she have to go to Fushimi's bed? And even if she went to bed with him, why did she take off her clothes?

Pooh!
A shameless, wicked woman!
The woman on the bed noticed them too. She sat up, and the covers slipped off. Fushimi Shika looked down and saw that she was wearing a tube top, and felt a pang of disappointment.

Gen Tamako met his gaze, her small eyebrows raised, resolutely defending her sovereignty, glaring fiercely at him.

She had never seen this woman before; her appearance and features were completely unfamiliar to her.

Even if Genji was deliberately picky, she couldn't find any flaws in this woman's appearance—the latter had a princess-cut hairstyle, and because she was lying on her side, her hair was fluffy and messy, her eyes were as clear as a young girl's, and when she stretched her waist, she looked like a lazy ragdoll cat.

Fushimi Shika didn't recognize her immediately either; the woman's demeanor had changed drastically. Fortunately, Fushimi Shika could read system entries, and a glance at the woman's head was enough for him to know who she was.

"Criminal Index: 1%"

"Pest: ???"

"Clearance Reward: Uesugi Shion is innocent and deserves no punishment"

……

Minamoto Tamako loudly questioned who she was, and adopted the demeanor of a detective, sternly warning the other party that trespassing on private property violated Article 130 of the Japanese Penal Code, which could very likely result in imprisonment for up to 3 years or a fine of up to 10 yen!
Uesugi Shion seemed frightened and hurriedly crawled into bed, covering her head with the blankets and trembling on the bed.

"Don't play dumb! Temeya Deer..."

Yuan Yuzi gritted her teeth, thinking that this guy's waist-to-hip ratio was so exaggerated, he was obviously deliberately sticking it out to seduce men - who would hide under the covers and only care about their head and not their butt?
Gen Tamako leaned over and reached out to pull the blanket, but couldn't budge it. This guy was really strong. Now she was even angrier and turned to Fushimi Shika, demanding, "Who is she? What's your relationship with her?! And what's with the handcuffs on the bedside table?!"

The first two questions were easy to explain, but the last one stumped Fushimi Shika.

"Uh, this..."

He only thought for two seconds, did not answer immediately, and then detonated the explosive barrel of Gentama.

"Liar! I knew it! I didn't say anything like that last night! You made it all up! You were probably out fooling around somewhere last night!"

Minamoto no Tamako stamped her foot and turned to leave; she could no longer tolerate the adulterous couple's public display of affection. Fushimi Shika quickly chased after her, closing the door behind her to prevent the female thief from sneaking out.

He grabbed Gentamako and claimed that he hadn't gone anywhere last night. If she didn't believe him, she could ask Hirako—Sakurako stayed up late last night, secretly reading comics with a flashlight, which was strong evidence.

The two were engrossed in a melodramatic soap opera in the living room when a rapid knocking came from the entryway: "Is the homeowner home? Moshi moshi! Is anyone home?"

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Shika took the opportunity to open the door and catch his breath.

With no opponent, Gen Tamako had no choice but to temporarily cease hostilities. She crossed her arms, sullenly leaning against the sofa, and brooded alone.

Fushimi-kun was stammering and didn't immediately distance himself from the situation; maybe he really does have something going on with that wicked woman...

That's not all. The most crucial point is that Fushimi-kun is clearly lying. What happened last night must be different from what he said. Otherwise, how do you explain the handcuffs on the bedside table?

She had noticed it earlier; Fushimi-kun had marks on his wrists, and the wounds had already scabbed over. It certainly hadn't been done in the last few hours; it was probably from when Fushimi-kun tried to force his way out of the handcuffs last night, hence the injury...

Yuan Yuzi became increasingly determined to find out what exactly happened last night.

On the other side, Fushimi Shika passed through the entrance hall, opened the door, and saw two caregivers in blue uniforms standing outside, followed by two bodyguards in suits.

Fushimi Shika was puzzled and asked them what was wrong.

The two looked at each other in bewilderment. The slightly older caregiver took the initiative to explain that they were staff members of the National Center for Neuropsychiatric Research and Treatment. Earlier that morning, a hospitalized patient had run away from the hospital without permission, and the two men in trench coats behind him were the patient's 'family members'.

They tracked down the trail and found this place, asking Fushimi Shika if he had seen a girl with a princess-cut hairstyle.

Fushimi Shika was overjoyed and quickly invited the four into his house, asking them to explain again to the sulking Minamoto no Tamako.

After hearing this, Minamoto Tamako felt a little embarrassed, realizing that she shouldn't have gotten angry with a mentally ill person—but this couldn't cover up the fact that Fushimi-kun was lying. Just because she wasn't angry with a strange woman didn't mean she wasn't angry with Fushimi-kun!

While the two bodyguards went to the bedroom to arrest the patient, Fushimi Shika used his social charm to hand the caregivers a bottle of cola and casually asked, "What kind of mental illness does that girl have?"

The young caregiver, unsuspecting, casually remarked, "She's not sick. She nearly drowned before; she suffocated for too long and damaged her brain..."

Upon hearing this, Gen Tamako's ears perked up.

The older caregiver turned around and elbowed the younger one, interrupting him. The younger caregiver said with an awkward laugh, "It involves patient privacy, so I can't disclose it."

After saying that, the two bodyguards carried Uesugi Shion out of the bedroom. The latter looked like a pig about to be slaughtered for the New Year, twisting and thrashing about in mid-air, looking like a complete idiot.

The caregiver quickly stepped forward and put a restraint belt on Uesugi Shion. Uesugi Shion started biting fiercely, so the caregiver had to gag her as well, making it look like a bondage play at first glance…

Before leaving, the older caregiver casually asked, "Oh, by the way, after the patient came here, did she say or do anything? The doctor needs to confirm the reason for the patient's escape. Do you two know why she broke into your house?"

Upon hearing this, Minamoto no Tamako narrowed her eyes, her detective spirit burning brightly. She struck a pose similar to Conan's and earnestly speculated:
"It's possible that because Sugamo Apartment delivers milk every day at 6 a.m., this female patient ran away all night and was extremely thirsty. She noticed the milkman and sneaked into Sugamo Apartment to steal milk. The reason she sneaked into our house was because I went out to take out the trash in the morning, which attracted her attention..."

“Uh,” the caregiver interrupted, “Don’t be so logical, she’s basically incapable of thinking… What I’m asking is whether either of you have seen her before, because some patients instinctively seek out people who have left a deep impression on them.”

"No."

Yuan Yuzi shook her head; she had no recollection of this woman.

Fushimi Shika remained silent, seeing them to the door. The caregiver and bodyguard bowed in gratitude, expressing deep regret for the inconvenience caused to the patient. The older caregiver gave him a medical examination voucher, which would give him a 50% discount on future checkups at the University of Tokyo Hospital.

Uesugi Shion stared intently at Fushimi Shika with wide eyes, letting out whimpering noises. The latter ignored her, took the medical examination ticket, said goodbye, and closed the door.

"Alright, everything is clear now."

Fushimi Shika clapped the medical examination voucher in her palm and went back to the living room to find Minamoto Tamako: "I told you I was innocent, who knew this would happen..."

"What's with the handcuffs?" Yuan Yuzi interrupted.

After this little incident, her nervousness and romantic feelings vanished, leaving only a deep distrust of Fushimi-kun.

Before she confessed, she only had a tiny bit of distrust of Fushimi-kun; but after she learned that he had confessed, her suspicions quickly grew into a towering tree. She looked at Fushimi-kun with disdain and always felt that he was dishonest and lacked discipline.

Fushimi Shika had already prepared an excuse, and casually sat down on the sofa with his legs spread wide: "Last night, in order to quit smoking, I handcuffed myself to the headboard."

As he spoke, he opened his pockets and said, "Look, I didn't bring any cigarettes, which means I've successfully quit smoking..."

Yuan Yuzi didn't believe it. Quitting smoking isn't like quitting drugs. Why would she need to handcuff herself to the headboard? She even left bloody marks. Anyone who believed that would be a complete fool!
She decided to imitate her mother and try to bluff Fushimi-kun.

“Sakura told me about what happened last night,” Minamoto Tamako said, hands on her hips and pouting. “You’d better tell the truth!”

Minamoto no Tamako wasn't lying; Sakurako had indeed said that she heard a distorted scream coming from Fushimi-kun's room last night...

Fushimi Shika thought that Hira Sakurako had betrayed him and said some strange things. After all, Hira Sakurako had suspected him of doing something wrong last night. If Minamoto Tamako mistakenly thought that he had sex with her, the trouble would be even greater. Kujo Yui might bring the SMET to his door and take him to Tokyo Bay to be fed to the sharks.

After weighing the options for a moment, he decided to choose the lesser of two evils and tell the truth.

If this continues, it's likely that Genji will never stop.

This guy is extremely intolerant of any imperfections and insists on getting to the bottom of everything. Fushimi Shika, having run out of patience, decided to go down in flames, even if it meant dying together with the shrine.

Anyway, he's a dying man, so saving face is all that matters.

“Okay, I’ll tell you the truth. Last night you tied me up and clamped me in a wooden frame… here.” Fushimi Shika gestured to his chest. “You also told me a secret: you’re actually the bad guy who kidnapped me in the back seat of the taxi.”

"..."

The truth was far more terrifying than Minamoto no Tamako had imagined.

That matter was the biggest secret of Minamoto no Tamako's life. She originally intended to take it to her grave and never let anyone outside know about it, especially Fushimi-kun himself.

"And then?" she asked tremulously. "Why did my bottom hurt when I woke up this morning?"

Fushimi Shika wanted to say that was the end of it, but he felt that if he kept it a secret, Minamoto no Tamako would definitely deceive herself and think that he wasn't telling the truth.

“Then I got angry and spanked you to make you admit your mistake. I admit I was a bit drunk at the time and wasn’t very rational, but you can’t blame me for this, since you attacked me with the wooden clip first.”

He really had nothing left to hide now.

"That's it?" Gen Tamako's head was buzzing: "What about the confession..."

Fushimi Shika shrugged and said, "I made it up."

Gen Tamako collapsed onto the sofa like a slacker. She changed from lying on her back to lying on her side, curled up with a cushion, and remained silent for a long ten minutes before finally bursting into tears.

Fushimi Shika was at his wit's end. He sat down next to Minamoto Tamako and said in a low voice, "Why are you crying again? It's just that you couldn't confess. Sigh, it's not like I can't give you another chance. It's not too late to confess now... I just demonstrated the lines for you. Just read them."

These words were truly shameless, but Genji Tamako didn't bother to argue with them.

She buried her face in her elbows, her body trembling, and she looked truly heartbroken.

Fushimi Shika didn't know what was making her sad, and asked her repeatedly before Minamoto no Tamako finally whispered, "You...you dislike me?"

"What do you dislike about me?" Fushimi Shika was bewildered. "You...you dislike me because I'm a robber, waaaaaah—"

Yuan Yuzi's voice changed halfway through her sentence, and she rolled over and lay face down on the sofa, bursting into tears like a boiling kettle.

"..."

Fushimi Shika was speechless. He knew that Minamoto no Tamako had nail clippers in her hand, and he also knew that she just wanted to escape by car. The idea that she was the mastermind of the robbery was just something he made up.

If it really goes to court, how can he prove that he was robbed? There was no murder weapon at the scene, only a nail clipper. The police station probably won't even bother to handle this kind of case. At most, they'll help mediate and let the parents give him a lecture afterwards.

Only Minamoto no Tamako would take this kind of thing to heart.

"What's there to complain about?" Fushimi Shika patted her little head.

“But I despise myself…” Gen Tamako said in a muffled voice, “I… I want to prove myself…”

Her voice was still choked with sobs: "I saw you at the police academy's opening ceremony... Do you know how I felt then? I was thinking... 'Ah, so the driver was moved by my words,' 'So I changed someone's life...'"

"Back then, I made so many grand pronouncements, saying I wanted to be a famous detective, a famous police inspector... But actually, in front of others, it didn't matter if I couldn't become a famous detective or a famous police inspector..."

"But...but..."

"Only by Fushimi's side must I become a great detective, I must become a great police inspector!"

Her eyes were red as she looked up at Fushimi Shika: "Can you understand? You can understand, right? After all, you were already about to give up, you had already decided to live a different life... It was because of what I said that I made you come to the police academy, made you refuse to inherit your father's izakaya, and made you come to Sugamo, Tokyo to become a patrol officer..."

"If I fail to do it, if I fail to keep my word, then wouldn't I just be... wouldn't I just be a big talker?"

"besides……"

"If I can't prove I'm right, then what you said back then must have been right, right?"

Yuan Yuzi buried her head in his chest, clutching his shirt, and almost vented as she whispered, "I don't want it to be like that! I'm so unwilling to accept this!"

I don't want to be seen as a robber in your eyes!

"I'm determined to become a police inspector!"

"I must become a famous detective!"

"When what I say comes true, I'll take you back to Sapporo, to that convenience store, and we'll take a taxi together to the coastal highway... You'll sit in the back seat with me and say, 'Thank goodness you were right'; and I'll say, 'Without you, I couldn't have come this far'..."

"Then...then..."

"You said, 'Thanks to you for guiding me,' 'You've always been my role model,' 'I like you, Tamako,' 'Let's walk the road ahead together...'"

Gen Tamako's voice grew softer and softer, gradually turning into unintelligible sobs: "That's how it should be..."

"But now you're going to die..."

"I've become a robber..."

"He was drunk last night..."

……

Minamoto no Tamako's voice was so low that Fushimi Shika could only hear a muffled murmur. Only now had she truly opened her heart; for her, the process was not sweet, but rather extremely painful.

But at least she took that step.

Fushimi Shika could feel that his clothes were soaked with tears, and the girl in his arms was small and fragile, trembling with fear, resentful yet helpless.

For some reason, he felt a strange tightness in his chest and a sudden fear of death.

"It's okay, cheer up, at least we're starting to date now." Fushimi Shika tried to create a relaxed atmosphere.

"No! No, no!" Yuan Yuzi pressed her forehead against his chest, pounding it repeatedly, and cried out, "What is this? What is this! Are you fulfilling your last wish? Do you really like me? Is a fake confession even a confession?!"

Fushimi Shika fell silent.

He knew what to say at this moment.

Whether it was Kujo Yui, Kazama Takuya, or even Minamoto Tamako, they all tried their best to get Fushimi Shika to speak up and express their feelings.

They repeatedly cornered Fushimi Shika, but he always managed to escape danger. For a time, he even enjoyed it—hiding his feelings and making those who loved him feel insecure gave them a strange sense of superiority. That's why scumbags like to string along their lapdogs and backup options.

However, at this moment, Fushimi Shika admitted defeat for the first time.

No one can defeat him, no one can push him to the brink, except himself.

……

"I like you."

……

"Huh?" Gen Tamako suddenly looked up, almost thinking she was hallucinating: "What did you just say?"

“Never mind if I didn’t hear you,” Fushimi Shika decisively let go. “I’ll go buy breakfast.”

Minamoto no Tamako grabbed his hand, her eyes streaked with tears. When she looked up at Fushimi Shika, her pupils sparkled: "You said you like me? You said it, didn't you? I heard you! I heard you!"

"What's the big deal?" Fushimi Shika turned his face away.

Yuan Yuzi pounced on him, causing him to stumble and fall onto the sofa. He looked up and saw Yuan Yuzi clinging to his chest, clutching his shirt, so excited that she didn't even wipe away her tears and snot: "Say it again!"

"Didn't you hear that...?"

"Say it again!" Minamoto Tamako pleaded, her voice lowered. "Please, I'm begging you... please say it again, okay?"

Fushimi Shika rarely felt his face burning, and he opened his mouth—as the best debater at his alma mater, a top lawyer at his law firm, and a level 10 negotiation and debate expert, he was never stage-frightened, nor did he ever speak unclearly, no matter the occasion.

There was only one person in front of him, but he stammered.

"I...I like you..."

Fushimi Shika snapped out of her daze, then, embarrassed and angry, added, "Is that enough? Don't go too far!"

Yuan Yuzi's gloom vanished, her heart filled with excitement, and she couldn't help but ask, "Then you really don't mind me?"

"I don't mind at all." Fushimi Shika thought she was very cute.

Don't you think I'm a big liar?

"I don't think so." Fushimi Shika thought she was working very hard.

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

"It's not annoying." Fushimi Shika felt lonely because it was too quiet.

"Then, what do you like about me?"

"I don't know." Fushimi Shika really couldn't say.

It's probably because he likes Minamoto no Tamako, not her strengths or weaknesses, but every single one of her qualities.

Yuan Yuzi stopped crying and started laughing. Snot accidentally bubbled out of her nose, so she quickly covered her nose with her hand and sucked it in forcefully.

Fushimi Shika pulled out two tissues, handed them to her, and said, "Are you feeling better now?"

“So Fushimi-kun cares about my feelings this much,” Minamoto no Tamako sat up, blew her nose forcefully, and turned her face away, saying, “It’s neither good nor bad… I’m a little conflicted right now.”

Fushimi Shika frowned; he had a bad feeling.

Based on his understanding of Genji, he could guess what she was going to say next, but he still couldn't help asking, "What are you struggling with?"

"I'm torn about whether to say yes or no." Gen Tamako held up one finger and said seriously, "I'm not a frivolous woman; I definitely need to think this through carefully..."

"Good, good, good!"

Fushimi Shika said "good" three times, then said with a cold laugh, "You said you liked me first, so I said I liked you. So I'm the one who should be considering whether or not to date you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You were the one who said it first." Yuan Yuzi wiped her snot and then her tears.

Fushimi's confession brought her joy for only a few seconds, quickly followed by a heavier worry. The thought of Fushimi's impending death still hung over her like the Sword of Damocles, preventing her from enjoying even a moment of happiness.

She forced a smile and argued with Fushimi-kun because she knew that Fushimi-kun couldn't bear to see her cry.

“No, no, no, you said it first,” Fushimi Shika argued, “Have you forgotten? Just now you wanted me to say ‘I love you, Tamako’ in the back seat of the car…”

Before he could finish speaking, he realized something was wrong.

—This statement doesn't seem to imply that Minamoto no Tamako likes him.

Minamoto no Tamako seized on this loophole and launched a fierce attack, counter-attacking by claiming that Fushimi-kun had misunderstood and that her original intention was simply affection between partners.

Fushimi Shika, having reached his limit, decided to retract his previous statement. But words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.

Seeing that Lu was about to lose his temper, Yuan Yuzi decided to give him a way out and said seriously, "If you promise me that you will try your best to live, I will agree to be your girlfriend!"

"What if I insist on not doing so?" Fushimi Shika asked, oblivious to the romantic sentiment.

Gen Tamako stomped her feet in anger: "Then go die!"

(End of this chapter)