Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 423 Inch!
While Genji was fast asleep, Fushimi Shika opened his eyes again.

He had no malicious intentions and didn't want to take advantage of the situation to do anything strange like sleeping with someone or engaging in NTR; he simply couldn't sleep.

I just had a cup of coffee at a coffee shop. He's not usually sensitive to caffeine and always thought that drinking coffee wouldn't affect his sleep, treating it as just an ordinary beverage.

But now Fushimi Shika knows how powerful caffeine is.

He lay on the sofa, tossing and turning like a maggot, unable to fall asleep. He thought it might be the lighting; the living room was too bright, which wasn't conducive to melatonin secretion. So he got up and drew the curtains, dimming the light in the living room, and Yuan Yuzi slept even more soundly.

Fushimi Shika sat back down on the sofa, still unable to fall asleep.

Half an hour later, the intro music on the tape recorder finished playing, and Gen Tamako's breathing became even, indicating that she was sleeping very soundly.

Fushimi Shika was trying to fall asleep when the tape suddenly started playing human voices. The sound quality was very clear, but it sounded unusually low and indistinct, like a woman chanting into a microphone.

Fushimi Shika felt something was off. Remembering Kazama Takusai's warning that he should never listen to the tape while awake, he was even more unable to fall asleep.

He felt uncomfortable lying down, so he simply sat up, opened his eyes, and looked at Yuan Yuzi's sleeping face.

At first, Yuan Yuzi's sleeping posture was quite cute. She lay on her side on the sofa, her right cheek softly puffed up, and her little mouth was slightly open, with the sound of her gentle breathing faintly audible.

Immediately afterwards, her sleeping posture began to change.

In her dream, Yuan Yuzi turned over and clamped the sofa cushion between her legs. Her body began to twist involuntarily, and she made low breathing sounds.

"Um...uh..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, her face flushed, her eyes darted about beneath her eyelids, and her body slowly curled up, a damp, misty aura spreading outwards.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Seeing this, Fushimi Shika wished he could take sleeping pills and go to sleep.

He tiptoed to his feet, making as little noise as possible, and went next door to ask Kazama Takusai for sleeping pills. These were prescription drugs, and he figured Kazama Takusai should have them.

But reality dealt Fushimi Shika a cold and merciless blow—Kazama Takusai used to have them, but since he went to see Arima's psychiatrist, he has stopped using sleeping pills, so he doesn't have any left at home now.

Fushimi Shika could only return home, sit back on the sofa, cross his arms, and look utterly disgruntled, resembling an emoji from a cartoon like Talking Tom.

After the tape finished playing the human voices, it switched to playing some low-frequency audio. He couldn't make out the content, but it sounded like whale calls in a documentary.

Yuan Yuzi rolled around happily on the sofa, arching and tumbling like a caterpillar. Every now and then she let out a soft moan, muttering incomprehensible words in her sleep:
"No... not there..."

“Fushimi-kun…lower…”

Just as he was about to cross the threshold, Fushimi Shika suddenly reached out and pressed the pause button on the tape recorder.

He can't have fun, and neither can Genji.

Yuan Yuzi collapsed onto the sofa, her body completely relaxed, and she breathed heavily as she slowly opened her misty eyes.

"Oh, what's wrong..."

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Genji looked disappointed; it was so close. She couldn't help but purse her lips; in the dim light, Fushimi Shika looked exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

wrong!

Genjitamako abruptly brought her legs together, using a cushion to cover her "absolute territory" (area of ​​skin), and hurriedly stood up. Facing Fushimi Shika, she staggered back towards her room, saying, "Um, I suddenly remembered that I didn't make my bed this morning..."

Fushimi Shika didn't call him out on it, but pretended to be confused, asking knowingly, "When did you start having the habit of folding your blankets?"

"I've always had it... I've kept it since I was in police academy..."

As she spoke, Genji bumped her leg against the coffee table, causing her to fall backward and land flat on her face. Before Fushimi Shika could help her up, she hurriedly got up and slipped into her room: "Wait a minute, I'll make the bed!"

She locked the door from the inside, rushed into the bathroom, and turned the tap down to the lowest setting so that Fushimi-kun wouldn't hear the water.

After quickly washing herself, she changed into a clean and fresh pair of panties, and also changed into an identical pair of trousers, so that Fushimi wouldn't notice anything amiss.

After finishing, Minamoto no Tamako stood in front of the mirror, looking herself up and down to make sure she hadn't given anything away. She glanced at the time; less than a minute had passed, perfect. Fushimi-kun would never have guessed what had just happened.

Gen Tamako let out a long sigh, pushed open the door, and was about to make a few excuses when she saw Fushimi-kun standing where she had just fallen, looking down at something.

She leaned closer and saw a round, semi-transparent mark imprinted on the tile.

"..."

Fushimi Shika was reminded of the performance art of an old man in the park in his previous life who used a calligraphy brush dipped in water to write on the ground.

"Did you wet the bed?" He pretended he hadn't seen anything.

"H-How is this possible?!" Yuan Yuzi's face flushed red as she hurriedly returned to her room, pulling out two sheets of toilet paper. "I-How old am I? How could I still wet the bed!"

"Then what is this...?" Fushimi Shika gestured with his chin towards the water stains on the ground.

Yuan Yuzi lay on the ground, quickly wiping the tiles with a tissue. Her mind raced, and she lied, saying, "There was water on the ground!"

"Where did the water come from?" Fushimi Shika asked.

"How should I know?" Yuan Yuzi was furious and embarrassed. She threw the tissue on the ground angrily and shouted, "Maybe another thief broke into the house! That woman is awful, I hope I don't catch her!"

"You mean, that female thief broke into the policeman's house, didn't steal anything, didn't do anything, just poured a puddle of water on the floor?" Fushimi Shika rested his chin on his hand, trying hard to suppress a laugh.

"She's mentally ill! Nothing she does would be surprising!"

After wiping the floor, Gen Tamako picked up the tissues and threw them into the bin. As she passed the coffee table, she noticed the tape recorder on it and the cassette tape that had been ejected from it.

"Deep sleep"

Genjiro remembered that Fushimi-kun had suddenly brought this up this morning. At the time, she found it strange that a normal person would ask someone to sleep together so early in the morning.
She immediately thought of the pleasant dream she had just had, and a sense of suspicion arose in her heart: "Fushimi-kun...you didn't use the hypnosis tape to do anything strange to me, did you?"

Fushimi Shika denied it frankly, raising his hands to prove his innocence: "Look, it's all dry, I didn't touch anything."

Minamoto no Tamako realized that Fushimi-kun might have been watching her dream the whole time!
That's absolutely despicable and vile!
Enraged, Minamoto no Tamako made Fushimi lie down on the sofa. She wanted to see if the tape was legitimate or not—maybe it was a tape used to hypnotize people and make them have wet dreams!

Fushimi Shika quickly changed the subject, saying that they had finished their afternoon nap and were now refreshed enough to continue their investigation.

Minamoto no Tamako wanted to pursue the matter further, so Fushimi Shika had no choice but to issue indulgences to cover it up.

He originally thought that he could escape punishment by issuing indulgences, but little did he know that in Minamoto no Tamako's eyes, this was the final verdict—if Fushimi-kun hadn't done anything wrong, why would he issue indulgences? It must be because he felt guilty!

Minamoto no Tamako was certain the cassette tape was faulty, so she confiscated it immediately and secretly planned to visit Dr. Arima when she had some free time, hoping he could hypnotize and brainwash Fushimi-kun. After tidying up, the two went downstairs to buy bento boxes and hastily ate a lunch.

Yuan Yuzi continued to lead the reasoning team to investigate the case. They ran around and searched everywhere, relying on their own two feet to find eyewitnesses. Naturally, their efficiency was low, and they still found nothing by nightfall.

Fushimi Shika secretly inquired and the Metropolitan Police Department's Investigation Division had a new line of investigation: Uesugi Shion had a previous record of escaping from a hospital. Wearing full-body restraints, she avoided doctors, nurses, and cameras and ran all the way to Sugamo Apartments... Nobody knew how she did it.

However, this precisely demonstrates that Uesugi Shion has the ability to escape.

Maybe there were no robbers at all, and that Uesugi Shion just found an accomplice to use the fire as a pretext to escape from the National Hospital.

These are the new ideas of the investigation department.

They planned to focus their investigation on Uesugi Shion's social circle, expanding their search for suspects from the robbers to Uesugi Shion herself... Fushimi Shika was certain that their investigation was on the right track and felt relieved for the time being.

When it was time for dinner, they returned home to take care of Hirako, who had come home before curfew. Fushimi Shika bought some groceries on the way and cooked dinner at home.

After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they relaxed on the sofa for a while before getting up to go back to their room to sleep.

Fushimi Shika planned to set an alarm so that he could sneak out after Minamoto no Tamako had fallen asleep in the middle of the night and go to the underground warehouse of the abandoned shopping district to interrogate Uesugi Shion.

He stretched, opened his bedroom door, took a hot shower, yawned in his pajamas, walked to the bedside, and was about to get into bed for a nap when he noticed a bulge in his blanket.

Fushimi Deer wasn't blind; he knew there was someone hiding inside.

His first thought was that Minamoto no Tamako was hiding inside. That guy must be holding a grudge because of what happened at noon and wanted to take revenge at night; or maybe it was because she confessed to him yesterday, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and planned to throw himself into her arms as her girlfriend...

Immediately afterwards, he heard Minamoto no Tamako's questioning voice coming from outside the door: "Fushimi-kun, don't you listen to tapes before bed?"

Fushimi Shika's heart skipped a beat. He casually replied, "I won't listen," and abruptly threw off the covers.

The woman was none other than Uesugi Shion.

Her skin was bluish-purple, clearly indicating she had been abused. She was wearing Fushimi Shika's shirt, the hem of which was hanging loosely. When she saw Fushimi Shika, she shrank into a ball and whispered, "Daddy, it hurts..."

Fushimi Shika suspects that Uesugi Shion is actually a female ghost possessing him, just like the embroidered shoes in Chinese horror movies, which can always return on their own no matter how far they are thrown.

"How did you manage to escape, you bastard?"

He quickly covered Uesugi Shion's mouth to prevent her from screaming: "Although I don't know what you're up to, since you've come back to die and are still pretending to be crazy, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Fushimi Shika was startled and instinctively jumped onto the bed, pulling Uesugi Shion into his arms with one hand and covering their bodies with a thick blanket.

Yuan Yuzi stood at the door, her long shadow casting into the room, making her look like a murderer making her entrance.

Fushimi Shika quickly tucked Uesugi Shion into the blankets. He lay there, watching the shadow grow larger and larger, enveloping half the room, until Minamoto Tamako walked out of the corner of the entrance hall. Only then did he question her, "What are you doing in my room?"

"I think I just heard a woman's voice."

As she spoke, Genji twitched her nose, clenched her small fist, and paced back and forth by Fushimi Shika's bed like a crocodile swimming in shallow water: "Something's not right. There's a different smell in your room."

“How could that be…” Fushimi Shika chuckled awkwardly.

"You cheated on me?" Minamoto no Tamako stared into Fushimi Shika's eyes, using her super cold reading technique to interrogate him.

Fushimi Shika was under immense pressure. Even after investigating the Heavenly Punishment for so long, the pressure he felt at this moment was far greater than what Minamoto Tamako had been experiencing.

He didn't expect that Yuan Yuzi would take on the role of his girlfriend so quickly, and start catching him cheating in less than a day... He hadn't even had time to take on the role of his boyfriend yet!

Does this mean I'm going to be dumped as soon as we get together?

"Heaven is my witness, I am devoted to you, how could I possibly do anything to hurt you..."

Fushimi Shika tried to use the sweet talk of a greasy man to seduce Minamoto Tamako, but this time the trick didn't work. Minamoto Tamako was completely unaffected, her eyes still searching around. She looked at the curtains one moment and the balcony the next, and even said something like, "I need to check the mothballs in the closet," turning Fushimi Shika's closet upside down.

Seeing that Minamoto no Tamako had found no evidence, Fushimi Shika straightened his back again: "You actually doubted me... I really didn't expect that our relationship was so fragile!"

Genjiro looked around and her gaze fell on Fushimi Shika: "Why have you gained weight?"

"It was too hot, so we put down a waterbed," Fushimi Shika argued.

"Really……"

As Minamoto no Tamako reached out to pull back the covers, Fushimi Shika pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Really, I'm not wearing pajamas or panties to cool down."

Yuan Yuzi's small hand froze, and she swallowed hard: "Then you..."

“That’s right, I’m not wearing anything.” Fushimi Shika deliberately gave a sly, roguish grin.

Genji snorted and questioned Fushimi Shika about the woman's voice coming from her room. Shika replied that she must have misheard; it was probably just the sharp sound of the waterbed pressing against her, and the 'other smells' she detected were also from the waterbed.

Genji reluctantly accepted this explanation. She helped Fushimi Shika fold his disheveled clothes, stamped the "Successful Life Plan" form as an apology, and finally revealed her true intentions, pulling out a hypnosis tape from her pocket: "You really won't listen?"

Fushimi Shika was about to refuse again when Uesugi Shion in his arms wriggled, giving him a good idea.

Since interrogation alone cannot confirm Uesugi Shion's mental state, he might as well use a hypnosis tape to dream with Uesugi Shion.

That's right, he plans to go into Uesugi Shion's dream.

If he's lucky, he might find a way to cure the Nue poison; even if he's unlucky, he can at least confirm whether Uesugi Shion is truly insane or faking it.

"Please plug it into the tape recorder for me, I'm too lazy to get out of bed."

Fushimi Shika hugged Uesugi Shion, feeling the soft warmth in his arms, and closed his eyes: "Don't disturb me when I'm sleeping."

Yuan Yuzi had a bellyful of pent-up anger that she hadn't yet vented. Taking advantage of the opportune moment and the ambiguous atmosphere, she started to have some impure thoughts.

Fushimi-kun sleeping naked is practically seducing her, isn't it? What a lewd man!

"First, let's sleep together."

Genji said softly, "Just like at noon, since we can take a nap together, then... then we can take a nap together at night too..."

This is what boyfriends and girlfriends should do!

Yuan Yuzi doesn't necessarily have to do anything special; just holding her little hand or cuddling her to sleep is enough to make her happy.

(End of this chapter)