Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 421 Online Invitation

Yuan Yuzi was extremely anxious.

A lot happened today, the three most important things being: Fushimi confessed, they started dating, and Fushimi went missing.

She spent the entire afternoon running around, finally finding the head of the neurology department and pestering him relentlessly, but to no avail.

The other party insisted that he had not fabricated anything. If Yuan Yuzi suspected that his diagnosis was wrong, then she should produce evidence. Anyone can make baseless accusations.
Yuan Yuzi had nothing to say and could only leave dejectedly.

She went back to find Fushimi Shika, but couldn't reach him. She waited at home for a long time, but Fushimi Shika still didn't come back—this guy is such a grown man, can't he learn from Hira Sakurako and come home on time before curfew?

Left with no other option, Minamoto no Tamako had to call, but Fushimi Shika didn't answer. So she kept calling, but Fushimi Shika still didn't answer.

Until midnight, the phone's automated message said, "The number you dialed is currently switched off..."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Yuzi was filled with immense fear and anxiety.

She bit her thumbnail, hugged the rabbit police officer, and paced back and forth in the living room, her mind filled with thoughts of what had happened to Fushimi-kun, or whether he had suddenly changed his mind and didn't want to date her anymore...

Ping Yingzi peeked in from the doorway, asking when she was going back to her room to sleep. Yuan Yuzi couldn't confide in her about it, so she just said she'd be there soon. Then she plopped down on the sofa, took out her pink flip phone, hesitated for a long time, and called Ya Lan.

Moriki Arashi was sleeping at home when she received a phone call. Still half asleep, she asked Minamoto Tamako what was wrong. The latter told her about Fushimi Shika's disappearance and his failure to return home that night, and anxiously asked what was going on.

"Ah, this..."

Mori Muya rubbed her temples, turned on the desk lamp, and tried to clear her head.

She still cared a lot about Minamoto no Tamako's feelings, partly out of gossip and partly out of consideration for her junior; she didn't want to see Minamoto no Tamako's relationship fail.

"Did he exhibit any unusual behavior before you separated?" Moriki Yaran acted as her strategist, helping Gen Tamako review and analyze the situation.

Yuan Yuzi thought about it carefully, then frowned and realized something was amiss: "He praised me for being smart...and said what I said made sense...he even kept agreeing with what I said! What does that mean?"

Moriki Arashi asked Minamoto Tamako to recount the scene, so Minamoto Tamako recounted the hospital fire and her reasoning.

Upon hearing this, Moriki Arashi immediately guessed that it was Fushimi Shika who was behind it. Otherwise, this guy would never have praised Minamoto Tamako's reasoning so well; at most, he would have said, "I could have figured this out with my ass."

Therefore, the reason why Fushimi Shika didn't answer the phone was probably because he was busy with other things... such as killing someone to cover it up, or cleaning up the mess.

Moriki Yaran felt a little heavy-hearted, vaguely feeling like she was an accomplice, helping the scumbag Fushimi Shika deceive the innocent girl Minamoto Tamako.

She hadn't thought it was that serious before. After all, even if Fushimi Shika acted like Nezha causing havoc in the sea, it wouldn't concern her. It wasn't like she was dating Fushimi Shika... But now, from Minamoto no Tamako's perspective, it was truly terrifying to think about. Who could have imagined that the person next to her in bed was a serial killer?
Let alone the fact that Genji is intolerant of any flaws, no one could accept it, right?

Mori Muya cleared her throat a few times, organized her thoughts, and began, "Since he thinks what you said makes sense, then he must be doing his best to investigate the case. Perhaps he's conducting an undercover investigation and something has delayed him..."

"Is that so?"

Gen Tamako muttered softly, her worry returning: "Won't he encounter some danger?"

Moriki Arashi thought to herself, "You're asking me this? Who am I supposed to ask? Besides, with Fushimi Shika's skills, there's no need to worry about this kind of thing, right?"

She understood Minamoto no Tamako's worries about her lover and offered a few comforting words, helping to ease Minamoto no Tamako's anxieties. The latter thanked her, which only intensified Minamoto no Tamako's sense of guilt.

"By the way, how far have things progressed between you two lately?" Mori Muya asked casually, as was her habit.

She was already used to Fushimi Shika's passive-aggressive yet non-rejecting style, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, the two of them should not make any progress; the reason she asked such a question was simply out of habit, just like an old farmer who knows that the crops will not bear fruit today, but will still go to the field to check from time to time.

When this topic came up, Yuan Yuzi was no longer flustered or anxious.

Holding her phone, she sat up straight, a smile creeping onto her lips. Pretending it was nothing serious, she said, "Well, this..."

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

Moriki Ayane said in a senior's tone, "But I'm thirty years old, and I should have more experience in matters of the heart than you... To deal with a catfish-type guy like Fushimi Shika, you need to be more assertive, understand?"

"What is a catfish-type guy?" Gen Tamako asked without hesitation.

“He’s a slippery guy,” Moriki Yalan silently added in her mind, “He likes to mingle in dirty waters.” “You need to tie him up tightly with a rope. If the rope can’t hold him up, use a steel wire. Make it hurt him, and he won’t struggle anymore. Understand?”

Yuan Yuzi nodded as if she understood, then realized that Moriki Masaaki couldn't see her, and quickly added, "I understand."

"So what are you planning to do next?" Morigi Yaran asked.

"I don't know," said Gen Tamako.

Senmu Yalan, feeling sorry for his misfortune and angry at his lack of ambition, raised her voice slightly and said, "Of course, let him confess! If that doesn't work, you can confess yourself first, then you can establish your relationship. Once you have the title of boyfriend and girlfriend, you can rightfully discipline him!"

Genji's ahoge (cowlick) stood up. She loved hearing those words; she loved disciplining Fushimi-kun the most.

"Um... Ya Lan-nee, this morning, Fushimi-kun confessed to me."

As she said this, her little face was beaming with pride. Her legs dangled from the edge of the sofa as she feigned distress, saying, "Oh dear, this is all so sudden! I'm not prepared at all... Should I refuse?"

Moriki Arashi wasn't a fool like Watanabe Shun; she immediately asked, "What did you reply back then?"

"I reluctantly agreed," Yuan Yuzi said, embellishing the process and shortening it.

"So you two are a couple now?" Moriki Yalan asked knowingly.

“…Mmm.” Minamoto no Tamako was a little shy; she wasn’t used to being in a relationship with Fushimi-kun.

"Since you're a couple, that makes things easier."

Moriki Arashi sat up, leaned against the headboard, and earnestly taught Genji Tamako the art of seducing men over the phone: "When Fushimi Shika comes back tomorrow, you should confront him and ask him what he did last night."

"Didn't you say he was likely investigating a case..." Yuan Yuzi didn't react.

"Does it matter?" Senmu Yalan interrupted, "Whether he's doing something important or not is not important. What matters is his attitude! Do you understand? He didn't report to you, which is improper. If you don't correct this in time, won't you be waiting anxiously every night? How can this relationship continue?"

"Makes sense."

Gen Tamako nodded repeatedly: "What if he's really busy?"

"No matter how busy you are, you still have time to send a text message, right? This is a golden opportunity; you have to teach him a lesson." Senmu Yalan earnestly advised, "If he talks back and argues, tell him his attitude is the problem; if he states the facts, tell him he doesn't love you anymore; if he dares to bring up the past, then bring up the past too, attack his weaknesses fiercely, and make him never dare to stay out all night again!"

"Will this work?" Gen Tamako asked skeptically.

"You don't trust me? I even helped you come up with ideas!" Senmu Yalan suddenly shouted angrily.

Yuan Yuzi was startled and quickly apologized, but Morigi Yalan changed the subject and said in a gentle tone, "See, that's how it is, understand?"

"Understood……"

Yuan Yuzi seemed to have an idea. She was thinking about how to put it into practice when she suddenly realized that something was not right.

...Where do I feel like I've seen this move before?

Hmm, Fushimi-kun seems to say things like that all the time...

Gen Tamako suddenly realized, and thought to herself, "Damn it!" She hadn't expected that Fushimi-kun had already treated her like a catfish, trying to tie her up with ropes and even wires, attempting to turn her into a submissive love-struck fool.

Fortunately, she was quick-witted and didn't fall for it. She remained adept and skillful, as slippery as a catfish.

Hmph, even if Fushimi confessed, it was all part of her plan... If only she had drunk more, she wouldn't have wasted these past few months.

Now is the time to sound the charge!
There is a hierarchy in love, and she wants to show Fushimi-kun who is in control in a relationship!
Encouraged by Moriki Araragi, Minamoto no Tamako felt a surge of confidence, believing she had Fushimi in the bag. So she went to bed peacefully, looking forward to tomorrow.

The following day was Sunday, and Minamoto no Tamako and Heiwa Sakurako had their usual weekend off.

The former got up very early, humming a song as she got out of bed, and wandered around the entrance hall, but didn't see Fushimi-kun's leather shoes; she then knocked on Fushimi-kun's door, but no one answered, so she guessed that he hadn't come back yet.

Too bad!

Gen Tamako decided to give them a severe dressing down.

She wanted to make Fushimi realize his mistake, to make him feel guilty, to make him kneel down and beg for forgiveness, weeping and crying, clinging to her legs and shouting, "I'm sorry, I can't live without you..."

The more Yuan Yuzi thought about it, the more obsessed she became. While brushing her teeth and washing her face, she practiced her tone in front of the mirror, deliberately frowning and trying to make her small face look ferocious and terrifying.

……

As she practiced the thirty-sixth dialogue, she heard the sound of a lock being opened in the living room, presumably indicating that Fushimi Shika had returned.

Gen Tamako quickly washed her face, put on her Lion King pajamas, and stormed out of the room, just in time to bump into Fushimi Shika returning home.

This guy was disheveled, with bloodshot eyes and reeking of alcohol. He didn't look like he was up to anything serious; rather, he looked like a drunkard who had just come home after a hangover.

Genji was initially not very angry, but after seeing Fushimi Shika's messy hair, she inexplicably started to feel irritated, and her anger flared up. She put her hands on her hips and, true to form, began to act:

What did you do last night?

Why isn't she answering the phone?

"Why are you coming back now?"

As they talked, Gen Tamako got carried away and accidentally blurted out her true feelings: "Do you know how worried I am about you!"

wrong!

As Sister Ya Lan once said, it's a big no-no to proactively express concern!
Gen Tamako hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, and added in a muffled voice, "I mean, do you know how angry I am..."

Fushimi Shika neither argued nor talked back. He slumped onto the sofa, tilted his head to the side, draped his arm over his stomach, and, with the expression of a dying man, said pitifully:
"Last night, Watanabe and Kazama insisted on dragging me out for drinks... I told them I didn't want to drink anymore, but they still insisted on taking me... At that moment, I felt that since I was about to die, I should at least leave some good memories for my friends, right? It's also a way to create some good memories for myself, so that when the time comes for me to pass away, I'll have fewer regrets..."

Upon hearing this, Genji softened.

She pouted and sat down next to Fushimi Shika, clasping her hands together and muttering, "Next time... next time remember to tell me... I'm your... you know, after all."

"What what?" Fushimi Shika asked knowingly.

"Well, you know that, right?" Yuan Yuzi lowered her head even further, wishing she could bury her face between her thighs.

"What?" Fushimi Shika continued to feign ignorance.

Genji was furious and couldn't help but punch Fushimi Shika, demanding, "You've forgotten what you said yesterday? You even recorded it! Where's the tape? Take it out and play it again!"

Upon hearing this, Fushimi Shika slapped his forehead, pretending to have just remembered something, and pulled a cassette tape from his trouser pocket: "Speaking of cassette tapes, do you remember the hypnosis tape that Kazama lent me?"

"I remember, what's wrong?" Yuan Yuzi asked, puzzled.

"Haven't you noticed any changes in me?"

Fushimi Shika opened his arms, showing himself to Minamoto no Tamako.

Gen Tamako looked him up and down and said truthfully, "You've gotten dirty, ugly, smelly, and your eyes even have some discharge..." She was worried that Fushimi-kun was too sensitive, and that people who were about to die were always prone to overthinking, so she quickly stammered, "But I still... really... really... like... you."

Fushimi Shikashin thought, "What kind of nonsense is this?" He looked down and sniffed his arm, and it did smell strange. It was probably because Watanabe Shun had vomited on him last night.

“None of that matters,” he said, waving his hand. “Haven’t you noticed I haven’t smoked at all these past two days?”

Gen Tamako let out a soft "Eh," thinking to herself, "That's really true."

In the past, when Fushimi smoked in his room, she would turn a blind eye, pretending not to notice that he was using coughs to cover up the sound of the lighter. After all, Fushimi was a dying man, and he wasn't smoking in the living room, so she couldn't bear to be too harsh on him anymore.

"Are those smoking cessation hypnosis tapes really that effective?"

Minamoto Tamako found it amazing, and thought that maybe in the future she could commission that psychologist to record some special hypnotic tapes, such as "I will only love Minamoto Tamako for the rest of my life", "I will obey any order of Minamoto Tamako", "I will be Minamoto Tamako's stupid assistant"... and put them on a loop by Fushimi's bedside every day until Fushimi was completely brainwashed and hypnotized.

Fushimi Shika had no idea what was going on in Minamoto Tamako's little head. He enthusiastically affirmed the effectiveness of the hypnosis tape and suggested that Minamoto Tamako try it too.

"Especially this deep sleep hypnosis tape!"

Fushimi Shika waved the cassette tape in his hand and said mysteriously, "Let's listen to it together before bed. It has a calming effect and is very helpful for sleep."

(End of this chapter)