Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 420 Threesome

"What are you laughing at?" Fushimi Shika couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Yuzi stepped forward, nudged him with her elbow, and said with a smile, "Everyone's gone, what are you still pretending for!"

Fushimi Shika was shocked. He suspected that Minamoto no Tamako had been possessed, otherwise how could such words come out of her mouth?
It wasn't appropriate to ask directly, so he took out an ice cream cone, covered it with something to lure the enemy, and tricked Yuan Yuzi into revealing the truth. Only then did he understand what had happened.

Gentamako, licking her ice cream, confidently stated her reasoning, flattered by Shika:

"Uesugi Shion is definitely feeling guilty! Or maybe her bodyguards are feeling guilty! Although they were very tough in the hospital room, criminals are all paper tigers that can't withstand investigation..."

"They were afraid of being targeted by the police, so they decided to pull off a cover-up!"

"This group of criminals first set fire to the men's restroom, then secretly escaped while the fire was raging. They then pretended to be missing and reported the case to the police to create confusion, while in reality they were hiding!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you lost track of Uesugi Shion after the fire alarm went off, right?"

Minamoto no Tamako's thinking was not without basis; she was not stupid, on the contrary, she believed that she was very good at observation.

The fire at the hospital started suspiciously and was extinguished quickly. It was obviously caused by someone. Maybe there was no fire at all, but rather smoke from chemicals, which is why she smelled the strange odor!

She recounted her analysis in detail and concluded that Fushimi must have thought the same way, which was why he lied to Section Chief Kinoshita—because they needed to continue investigating the truth and had to pretend to know nothing in order to lull the criminal into a false sense of security!

Fushimi Shika nodded repeatedly, clapping his hands and echoing her sentiments, saying over and over again, "Yes, yes, yes," "That's exactly what I think," "Absolutely right"...

Yuan Yuzi lost herself amidst the constant praise, feeling that her reasoning ability had reached a new level.

In the past, she was not good at guessing the motives of criminals and did not understand those dark thoughts. But now she can see through the Uesugi family's tricks in just three hours and anticipate other people's thoughts. It can be said that she has made up for the last shortcoming of being a famous detective!
Now appearing is Super Detective: The Dark Hunter Edition - Sharp-Eyed Gen Tamako!

"That makes so much sense!" Fushimi Shika didn't even bother licking his ice cream scoop; he was practically a self-help guru, clapping and clapping non-stop. "So, what are you planning to do next?"

Yuan Yuzi had already planned ahead. She slurped up her ice cream scoop and revealed her plan.

Next, she plans to secretly interrogate the head of the neurology department to obtain evidence of Uesugi Shion's medical fraud; while Fushimi Shika is responsible for investigating the assistant who was kicked out of the car and digging out evidence from that person.

As an assistant, she must have a lot of personal information about Uesugi Shion, and may even have been involved in the construction of Cat Island.

Fushimi Shika nodded in agreement, but he didn't want to go out. The sun was too strong outside; it was much more comfortable staying home with the air conditioning on. It was a rare holiday, and he'd already been busy for half a day. He couldn't keep working all the time, could he? Even the donkeys in the production team weren't this lazy.

"Well, Sugamo is under martial law, so let's just stay home and rest..."

He had barely finished speaking when he realized there was something slightly ambiguous about what he'd said.

In the past, Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako were innocent and pure; they were good partners and good friends, without any romantic feelings between them.

But this morning, they officially became a couple, and Fushimi Shika even has a recording as evidence that it was Minamoto Tamako who took the initiative to confess.

Once a couple deeply in love says, "Let's stay home and rest," it means they're about to get busy and will consume a lot of contraceptives. Couples with special needs might even need to change their bed sheets.

Yuan Yuzi didn't think about it that way. She always kept her personal and professional life separate. Work was work, and life was life. Once she was in work mode, she would be extremely focused and would basically not think about trivial matters in life—romance was an exception.

But she isn't always love-obsessed.

"What does the martial law in Sugamo have to do with us? We're criminal police officers!"

After finishing her sentence, Minamoto no Tamako licked the ice cream ball in a few bites, then pulled Fushimi Shika to leave, promising to reward him with three small stamps.

Fushimi Shika couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she reluctantly left.

The two first went to a ramen shop for lunch, and then went their separate ways. Minamoto no Tamako excitedly walked to the hospital, while Fushimi Shika wandered around outside, found an izakaya with air conditioning and a TV, and lingered there all afternoon drinking beer and watching a football game.

As evening approached, Watanabe Shun and Kazama Takusai went out. After having dinner, they strolled around the streets and decided to go into an izakaya for a couple of drinks, where they ran into Fushimi Shika.

The three hit it off immediately, drinking beer and eating yakitori while chatting idly from time to time.

Watanabe Shun was the most talkative. He was the first to sigh and say that when he was a patrolman in Koban, he never had time to drink. It was better to be a detective. Everyone could drink and chat together. Wasn't life more pleasant?

Kazama Takusai started lecturing again, criticizing Watanabe Shun's work attitude. He said that he was the one who recommended Watanabe Shun to join the company, and now Watanabe Shun was slacking off, which was disgracing the Kazama family.

Fushimi Shika, ever the quick-witted one, laughed and said, "You've already been fired, what face do you have left in the Metropolitan Police Department?"

Kazama Takusai was quite displeased and retorted, asking Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako how far things had progressed, and whether they were still playing childish games like before.

At this point, Fushimi Shika immediately perked up.

He straightened his back, held his beer glass, and feigned nonchalance, saying in a troubled tone, "Oh dear, well... sigh..."

"Fushimi-kun, as someone who's been through this, I don't really want to say much."

Watanabe Shun patted him on the shoulder, adopting a senior's demeanor: "But I am still your senior, so I can give you some advice on matters of the heart... When dealing with a girl like Minamoto Tamako, you need to show your manliness! Understand?"

As he spoke, he patted his biceps: "Girls like strong men. You need to be assertive in front of her. Don't play detective games by following her around all day. Being a gigolo has no future. You need to be a real man!"

Kazama Takusai nodded in agreement, "For example, confessing your feelings is something a man should do. If you don't speak up, there will never be a result."

“Yes!” Watanabe Shun snapped his fingers.

Fushimi Shika, pressing a corner of his mouth to his lips, sighed and rubbed his forehead, saying, "I've said it so many times, I have no romantic feelings for Minamoto no Tamako, I just consider her a very good friend..."

Watanabe Shun slurped up some pickled edamame and scoffed, "Really? I don't believe it."

Fushimi Shika sighed again, rubbing his forehead: "Believe it or not, it's up to you, but I'm really troubled..."

"If you don't like it, then what's bothering you?" Kazama Takusai vaguely sensed that this guy was up to no good.

"Because she confessed to me this morning." Fushimi Shika revealed his true intentions, lowering his hand from his forehead and a Versailles-like smile curving his lips.

"..."

Watanabe Shun no longer found the edamame in his mouth to be delicious.

Fushimi Shika's smug expression grew even more triumphant: "I'm so troubled right now, how can I refuse her... Can you understand how troubled I am? She's my best friend, how can I bear to refuse her?"

As he spoke, he picked up a mouthful of edamame, put it in his mouth, and sucked on the beans: "I have no choice but to come here in broad daylight to drown my sorrows in alcohol."

Watanabe Shun was rather naive; he believed Fushimi Shika's nonsense and comforted her, telling her not to worry too much, that it was best to take things easy, and that no matter what, a man wouldn't lose out. A girlfriend offered to him for free—why not take her? He should just agree to be with her.

He felt he had given Minamoto no Tamako a great assist, which could also be considered a roundabout way of currying favor with Commander Kujo.

"Yuan Yuzi isn't my type. How can I force something like this?"

Fushimi Shika got carried away with his boasting and started spouting nonsense: "You guys are all single now, right? Especially Watanabe-senpai, you're still single. Do you have any secrets to rejecting girls' confessions?"

Watanabe Shun fell silent and began tactically drinking beer.

Fushimi Shika wasn't about to let him go, and pressed on, saying, "Senpai is so manly, you must be very popular with girls, right? After so many years of navigating the dating scene, you must have a lot of experience rejecting girls... Could you share some tips? I really need them!"

"This... cough..."

Watanabe Shun scratched his head and said, "Just refuse directly."

"For example?" Fushimi Shika asked.

“How about lines like ‘I don’t like you’?” Watanabe Shun crossed his arms; this really touched on a blind spot in his knowledge.

"Won't that make the other person lose face? They'll definitely be very sad, right? What if they cry in front of you?" Fushimi Shika shook his head in disapproval.

"A real man doesn't care about a woman's tears." Watanabe Shun thought he had said a very cool line, and then let out a burp to add to his masculinity.

"..."

Fushimi Shika suddenly realized that Versailles was rather pointless in front of a poor person. It was like a rich man waving a five-million-dollar Rolex on his wrist, expecting the poor person to exclaim in amazement, but in reality, the other person would only ask, "Is this watch accurate?" My cousin has a similar one.

He then turned his gaze to Kazama Takusai, who glanced at him sideways and said, "If you're too troubled, I can help you reject Genji Tamako."

Now it was Fushimi Shika's turn to tactically drink beer.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Kazama Takusai pressed. "What was your reply back then?"

Watanabe Shun, recalling this, slapped his forehead and pressed Fushimi Shika for details. The latter feigned helplessness, saying that he had reluctantly agreed because he didn't want to hurt Minamoto Tamako's feelings.

Upon hearing this, Watanabe Shun finally realized what was going on.

This kid is just showing off!
They even asked, "Do you have any secrets to rejecting a girl's confession?"

That sounds so infuriating!

I should have asked that bald monk for his contact information; I could have asked him to slap this guy so he could wake him up.

Watanabe Shun smacked his lips, muttered to himself for a moment, and then asked, "Are you asleep?"

Fushimi Shika and Kazama Takusai turned to look at him simultaneously. The latter looked completely at ease, not finding anything wrong with what he had said. After a moment of silence, Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun both turned to look at Fushimi Shika.

"That's someone else's privacy..."

Before Fushimi Shika could finish speaking, Watanabe Shun said "Oh," and turned to Kazama Takusai, saying, "Then there isn't one."

"shallow!"

Fushimi Shika angrily slammed down his beer glass and argued, "My relationship with Minamoto no Tamako isn't that kind of vulgar one... Can the feelings between partners be considered love?" He then launched into a string of incomprehensible remarks, such as "Platonic love" and "special treatment," which made everyone burst into laughter, filling the shop with a cheerful atmosphere.

Watanabe Shun revealed a smile of superior intelligence. They were all men, and no matter how Fushimi Shika tried to argue, he knew what Fushimi Shika was thinking.

Kazama Takusai criticized Watanabe Shun again, telling him to be more serious. He then turned to Fushimi Shika and warned him that premarital sex was immoral and that he had better restrain himself.

Watanabe Shun didn't take it seriously, saying, "So what? These days, when people date, they just sleep together whenever they want. It's hard to even find a virgin!"

"Are you questioning the Kujo family's upbringing?" Kazama Takusai retorted. Watanabe Shun was taken aback, then he gave Fushimi Shika a sympathetic look and patted her on the shoulder: "Now I understand why you wanted to reject Minamoto Tamako."

Fushimi Shika, still trying to save face, said nonchalantly, "It's not that I can't do it, it's just that I don't want to... I'm not that kind of man, and I respect Minamoto no Tamako's personal wishes."

"Hahahaha!"

Watanabe Shun laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, striking a smug pose and mimicking Fushimi Shika's words: "'I'm not that kind of man'... Hahaha! 'It's just that I don't want to'... Hahaha!"

He laughed for a while, but seeing that neither Fushimi Shika nor Kazama Takusai laughed, he felt inexplicably embarrassed and had no choice but to stop awkwardly and ask, "Why aren't you laughing?"

"Is it funny?" Fushimi Shika retorted. "Does Watanabe-senpai often have sex with his girlfriend?"

Watanabe Shun thought that adults go to bubble baths, who would play house and date? It's troublesome and time-consuming, and you have to watch a woman's face every day. That's something only poor high school students would do.

But after glancing at his boss's expression, he decided it was best not to mention going to the bubble bath.

Kazama Takusai did not agree, but instead said to Fushimi Shika, "You'd better tell the truth."

Since Fushimi Shika had already spoken, he certainly wouldn't contradict himself. He stated that these were his heartfelt words, and that he was a pure, kind, and respectful gentleman towards women.

Watanabe Shun slapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "Haha, you're so funny!"

Fushimi Shika didn't want to talk about this anymore, so she changed the subject and brought up the hypnosis tapes again.

Kazama Takusai and Watanabe Shun both said that the tape was really effective and that Dr. Arima was truly skilled. They suggested that Fushimi Shika should go see him whether he was sick or not.

“I went to see a doctor, and Dr. Arima said I’m mentally healthy.” Watanabe Shun was very proud of this.

Kazama Takusai remembered that Fushimi Shika had said he wanted to give it a try, but when asked about it now, Fushimi Shika could only change the subject and bring up other topics.

The three of them drank and chatted, and at Watanabe Shun's insistence, they played a game of rock-paper-scissors for another hour or two, getting more and more into it.

Under the influence of alcohol, Fushimi Shika completely forgot Minamoto Tamako's instructions.

As the clock struck midnight and night fell, the office workers dispersed in twos and threes, and they finally emerged from the izakaya, supporting each other.

Watanabe Shun, carrying a bottle of shochu, swayed and sang "Brother Ship" in a hoarse voice; Kazama Takusai was also drunk, holding his prosthetic arm in one hand and swaying it back and forth, not knowing what he was doing; Fushimi Shika thought he wasn't drunk, but in reality, his vision was black and he couldn't walk in a straight line at all... It was already quite good that he could hold his own against two drunkards.

With their remaining consciousness, the three drunk men walked and vomited, danced while hugging a telephone pole, used prosthetic limbs to scare away stray dogs, and lay on the ground to find their way back to Sugamo Apartment. It took them an hour to walk back.

Kazama Takusai tried to open the door with the key, but his hand trembled for a long time before he could insert it into the lock.

Fushimi Shika safely escorted them home and turned to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, Watanabe Shun grabbed his arm, saying things like, "Going home at this hour will definitely get you scolded by your wife," and "You'll definitely be kicked out of the house in this drunken state..." He suggested they stay at Kazama's house for the night and figure out a solution tomorrow.

Fushimi Shika was so drunk that he even thought Watanabe Shun's words made sense, and he followed him inside without really understanding what was going on.

The three of them walked into the living room, and without turning on the lights, they each collapsed onto the sofa.

"Wait a minute!"

Kazama Takusai suddenly raised his prosthetic limb and shouted, "W-Don't sleep yet! There's still something to do!"

Fushimi Shika forced his eyelids open, shaking his head to try and clear his mind; Watanabe Shun rolled over, fell to the floor, hit his head on the sofa leg, and asked, rubbing his head, "What happened..."

"The tape hasn't been played yet..."

Kazama Takusai groped his way up in the dark, leaning against the wall with one hand, and took out the hypnosis tape that Dr. Arima had borrowed.

By the moonlight, he could see the labels on the tape: 'smoking', 'depression', 'pdst', 'insomnia', 'deep sleep'... Unable to think, he instinctively selected 'deep sleep', inserted it into the tape recorder, and pressed play.

A melodious tune began to play.

The night breeze rushed in through the window and blew on Kazama Takusai's face.

His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, snoring right next to Watanabe Shun.

Seeing this, Fushimi Shika lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

……

"Fushimi-kun..."

"Wake up..."

Fushimi Shika heard a call and instinctively opened his eyes, finding himself lying on a soft, large bed. Below the bed was an endless sea of ​​clouds, and the sun shone with a pinkish, ambiguous light.

"Fushimi-kun~"

A familiar, sweet voice reached my ears.

It was Minamoto no Tamako's voice, but softer and sweeter than before, like a young girl in the throes of first love, hesitant yet welcoming.

Fushimi Shika turned his head and noticed two ahoge sticking out from the gap in the blanket. He could feel a scorching wave coming from under the blanket, and a mist full of longing emanated from it.

Come in~

"It was a sweet, pleading voice from Yuan Yuzi."

Fushimi Shika's throat twitched slightly; unable to contain himself, he slowly crawled into the quilt.

"coming……"

He reached out to touch the person beside him, but instead of a soft, delicate body, his hand felt something hard, even a little rough...

As he touched it, Fushimi Shika realized something was wrong: why didn't this guy have a left hand?!
He abruptly threw off the covers and saw Kazama Takusai lying beside him, his upper body completely naked, looking equally astonished.

"—What is this?!"

Fushimi Shika woke up with a start, but not fully awake. He knew he was dreaming, and he also knew that the dream was not over yet.

The two quickly separated to either side of the bed, each clutching their blankets and covering their bodies, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Fushimi Shika immediately looked down at her body, making sure she was still wearing her underwear, before letting out a sigh of relief.

He subconsciously wondered why he dreamt of sleeping with Kazama Takusai. Could it be that he and Kazama Takusai ended up together in real life?

Just then, the dream suddenly changed, transforming from a pink, rosy dream into a rumbling, green train.

Fushimi Shika and Kazama Takusai stood at the top of the carriage, a strong wind blowing in their faces, the sky filled with dark clouds, and in the distance, a bridge spanning the sea, with waves crashing against the cliffs and lightning flashing wildly across the sea.

"what happened?"

Fushimi Shika had never had such a dream before.

He knew where he was. He had boarded this green train with Minamoto Tamako, accompanied by detectives from the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division, members of the Inagawa-kai yakuza, and members of the Tenpo Group.

Kazama Takusai stood opposite him, equally bewildered. He turned his head and looked around, seemingly searching for his daughter.

Fushimi Shika then realized that, in a sense, he was Kazama Takusai's enemy who killed his daughter.

Since it's just a dream anyway, let's go first and see what happens.

As the train approached the sea bridge, Fushimi Shika leaped over it, intending to use the drop to wake himself up.

Generally speaking, if you experience sleep paralysis or a nightmare that you can't wake up from, jumping from a height in the dream can trigger a defense mechanism and wake you up.

However, before he could fall, he felt his ankle being grabbed.

Fushimi Shika looked up and saw Watanabe Shun leaning against the car window, his hands wrapped around Fushimi's ankles, shouting, "Brother! Don't do anything rash! I'll take you to do something fun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dream changed again.

The train that had been roaring past has now transformed into a strange room lit by purple lights.

In the blink of an eye, Fushimi Shika found himself transformed from an upside-down position into a sitting one. Beneath him was a black leather sofa, flanked by Watanabe Shun and Kazama Takusai, with a multicolored crystal curtain facing them.

Welcome to Yoshiwara Kagetsukan!

A pair of slender, jade-like hands parted the crystal curtain, followed by a long, beautiful leg and a smooth, white abdomen. The newcomer was a stunningly beautiful mature woman, dressed in a dancer's sheer veil, with an elegant figure... Then, another mature woman with large breasts, wearing a white sweater, and a supermodel office lady who looked remarkably like Mori Muya appeared.

This is……

Bubble bath brothel?

Fushimi Shika finally realized what he was dreaming about: a voluptuous, mature woman with a wife-like aura straddled him, using her soft red lips and teeth to unbutton his shirt.

"Come~"

"Come with us into the bathtub~"

A busty, mature woman grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the sofa. The six of them headed to the bathroom, where a row of beds had been laid out on the floor. Fushimi Shika felt a little awkward having two grown men next to him, but perhaps the feeling of having more people would be even more exciting…

Just as a one-night stand seemed inevitable, Fushimi Shika suddenly heard her phone ring.

"Ring ring ring... Ring ring ring..."

He was woken up by the noise.

Fushimi Shika opened his eyes. The living room of the Kazama family was still dimly lit. His mind was hazy, and he could smell the alcohol on himself. The phone was ringing from his pocket.

Looking down, I saw it was a call from Yuan Yuzi.

"Shut up! Whose phone is this?" Watanabe Shun yelled with his eyes closed. "I was dreaming about something important, hang up now!"

(End of this chapter)