Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 436 Body
The sound of horns came from the end of the street, and red and blue lights pierced the night, making Sugamo Street noisy.

The ambulance arrived first, and the paramedics examined the injured. The drunk man was already dead, but the patrol officer was still alive, though his face was badly bruised. The doctor gave him basic first aid to stop the bleeding, then lifted him onto a stretcher and into the ambulance, preparing to take him to the hospital for further treatment.

When Sugamo detectives arrived, the forensic team set up a cordon, dispersed the crowd, drew a white circle around the spot where the patrol officer had been lying, and took photos as evidence.

Both Minamoto no Tamako and the butler were witnesses, but the detective couldn't stop the butler, so he could only ask him to take Ms. Mai and Ms. Mayu home first, and then take a statement from Minamoto no Tamako.

The latter vividly described the entire incident and repeatedly stated that the drunkard was not in a normal mental state.

After listening to the case, the detective felt there was nothing to investigate. The drunkard had attacked the patrol officers and was shot dead on the spot. All that was left was to follow the procedures and contact the family.

Yuan Yuzi went to the hospital for a check-up. Her buttocks were fine, only her sciatic nerve was damaged, but there was no breakage. The doctor prescribed some medicine and said that she would be fine after some rest.

After completing the check-up, she went to visit a junior patrol officer on her way. She walked with a limp, not in much pain, just her thigh felt a little numb.

The emergency room doctor said he was out of danger, but might suffer severe disability. The patrolman's face was badly torn, severely disfigured, and he had completely lost facial muscle function, which might make it difficult for him to eat and speak in the future.

Yuan Yuzi felt deeply sympathetic and wanted to go into the ward to offer her some words of comfort.

By this time, the patrolman had woken up. Hearing footsteps outside the door, he immediately turned his face away. Yuan Yuzi realized he didn't want to see anyone, so she left on her own.

On her way home, Gen Tamako kept thinking about this.

Was that office worker drunk or high on drugs? How could he do something like this? Even after being shot, he continued to attack...

She had seen drug addicts in anti-drug propaganda videos, showing them in a dazed state: some addicts were in a daze and didn't react when approached; others were extremely excited, even frantic. Anti-drug police fired eight shots, almost turning the addicts into sieves, but the latter remained energetic, chasing the police with a fruit knife and yelling.

The footage was shot entirely from the first-person perspective of law enforcement, which caused a great psychological impact on Yuan Yuzi at the time.

It must be because the anti-drug efforts in Sugamo have been lax recently, and these contraband items are rampant in underground bars again. As a criminal police officer, she has a duty to maintain local security and must crack down on them and thoroughly investigate the contraband!
Yuan Yuzi was lost in thought and didn't notice the curb. Her legs wouldn't cooperate, and she tripped over the step and fell flat on her face.

She lay on the ground, not wanting to get up for a moment.

Tonight has been truly disastrous. Yuan Yuzi felt she should follow the doctor's advice and wait until her lower body had fully recovered before going back to work. Otherwise, if she were to suffer any permanent disability, she would have to say goodbye to her police career for the rest of her life.

But the contraband could not be left unresolved for even a day, so she decided to call the commissioner to report the case and urge him to have the search department clean up the filth from the ducks!

Suddenly filled with fighting spirit, Yuan Yuzi rolled over and sat on the floor to call the chief. The phone rang for a long time, but the chief didn't answer; she had no choice but to settle for second best and call Section Chief Kinoshita.

The latter had just dispatched his subordinates to the scene and was still awake when he received a call from Yuan Yuzi, asking her what was wrong.

Gen Tamako truthfully recounted the events of the incident and explained the reason for her injury, then said, "...So I'd like to request a sick leave..."

Is a week enough?

Kinoshita Shojin didn't even bother to listen to how she hurt her butt.

"That's enough, thank you, Section Chief!" Yuan Yuzi expressed her gratitude repeatedly, then changed the subject and continued, "By the way, Section Chief, regarding that case just now, I suspect the deceased was a drug addict..."

"I know."

Kinoshita Shojin interrupted impatiently, "There have been quite a few similar cases in the past two months. The department has already established an investigation division to cooperate with the Narcotics Bureau in preparing for a special operation..."

"What? How come I didn't know?" Yuan Yuzi exclaimed in surprise.

Has the Sugamo area become rife with illegal drugs lately? This is a serious matter! She doesn't want to be attacked by strange drug addicts when taking Sakura to and from school in the future!
"You're in charge of the archives, so it's normal that you weren't notified."

Kinoshita Shojin said this, but what he was thinking was: 'You've been thinking about that Fushimi Shika kid for the past two months, it would be a miracle if you knew anything.'

"Are they all face-eating monsters?" Gen Tamako pressed.

"What face-eating monster?" Kinoshita Shojin hadn't listened carefully, so he found it all puzzling.

Gen Tamako had no choice but to explain again, and Kinoshita Shojin, after listening, suddenly realized and said, "Oh... more or less."

"What do you mean by 'almost'?" Yuan Yuzi felt that he was just being perfunctory.

"They're all drug addicts with mental problems."

Kinoshita Shojin rubbed his temples, thoroughly annoyed: "There's this guy who runs around peeing in the street. When he gets caught, he barks at people like a dog. He barks incessantly at midnight, and when the police come to the door, he can't find him. There's another guy who imitates a parrot. At first, his family just thought he liked to mimic human speech, but then they found out he was trying to fly like a parrot, waving his arms around. When his family wasn't paying attention, he jumped off the balcony..."

"Huh?" Gen Tamako asked, "It really flew?"

“I think you’re a bit stupid from the fall too,” Kinoshita Shojin said. “That guy landed headfirst, didn’t even try to protect himself with his arms, and died on the spot.”

Yuan Yuzi gasped. Something felt off, and she couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure they're all drug addicts?"

"We've investigated them all. Most of them are young adults between twenty and forty years old. None of them have a history of mental illness or hereditary diseases in their families. Before the exposure, their reputation was generally above average. They often went to bars or nightclubs to drink after get off work... It's estimated that they came into contact with the contraband in places of ill repute."

After finishing his sentence, Kinoshita Shojin couldn't help but yawn, indicating that the matter was settled and he needed to catch up on sleep before continuing the investigation the next day. Since Minamoto Tamako was taking leave, there was no point in continuing the conversation, so he simply hung up the phone.

Yuan Yuzi listened to the beeping notification sound and sat on the ground in a daze for a while.

She planned to ask Watanabe-senpai when she had some free time whether contraband had become an essential social item for office workers in bars, nightclubs, and similar places...

The phone rang suddenly. Thinking it was Section Chief Kinoshita calling, Minamoto Tamako eagerly answered. Fushimi Shika's voice came through: "Please pick up a gunkan sushi on your way home, and buy a pineapple-flavored GariGari-kun from the convenience store downstairs. If they have it, also get a bag of kappa shrimp crackers..."

Genji was furious and questioned Fushimi Shika, "I've been gone for so long, aren't you worried about my safety at all?!"

The police officer's shooting alerted the entire Sugamo apartment building; everyone opened their windows and turned on their lights to watch, except for Fushimi-kun... Didn't Fushimi-kun used to love watching the excitement? Why doesn't he care at all now that she's in trouble?
So you don't appreciate what you've got? That's outrageous!

"..."

After a long silence, Fushimi Shika asked, "What's wrong? Are you lost?"

Yuan Yuzi stood up, patted her bottom, and embellished the story of the face-biting man.

Fushimi Shika was indeed a little worried after hearing this; but since Minamoto no Tamako was able to call him unharmed, it meant the problem wasn't serious, so he suppressed his worries: "You just got out of the hospital? That's perfect, the tempura next to the hospital is pretty good..."

Yuan Yuzi slammed the phone down, wishing she could crush the buttons.

When she got home, Fushimi Shika had just finished showering and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, head down, clipping her toenails. The clicking sound was incessant, and nail clippings were flying everywhere.

Genji's eyes widened as one of her fingernails flew off and landed precisely in the sofa crevices. Seeing this, she felt a surge of anger. She worked tirelessly cleaning every day and had told Fushimi Shika countless times to be careful when cutting her nails, especially to avoid letting nail clippings fall into the sofa crevices, where they were the hardest to clean, and the sharp clippings could even tear the sofa leather.

"Isn't there a trash can? Go ahead and clip your nails in front of the trash can!"

Genjiro suppressed her anger and bent down to pick up the trash can. Fushimi Shika ignored her and continued clipping her nails.

Another piece of nail clipping flew out, and Gen Tamako quickly used the trash can to catch it, managing to catch the toenail clipping.

Upon seeing this, Fushimi Shika patted his belly and cheered, praising Minamoto Tamako for her accurate response, saying she truly deserved to be a future famous detective and police inspector.

"Again!" He picked up the nail clippers again, adjusted his posture, and with a snip, cut off the toenail fragment: "Finished!"

Yuan Yuzi was still angry after being praised a couple of times, and she was inexplicably a little happy. She subconsciously reached into the trash can and caught the piece of fingernail again.

Wow! A master! That's amazing!

Fushimi Shika clapped his hands repeatedly, exclaiming in amazement, "Sparashi, I never expected you to be so agile!"

"It's alright..."

This was the first time Minamoto no Tamako had been praised for her skills, and she couldn't help but smile. Then she realized that Fushimi-kun was playing a trick on her, and was about to throw the trash can when she saw him clipping his nails again. She quickly reached out to catch him, but this time she missed, and the fake nails hit her face.

"Ouch!"

Yuan Yuzi instinctively dodged, but her foot slipped and she fell again.

Fushimi Shika shook his head and sighed, saying, "What a pity, I almost caught it... Don't be discouraged, try again!"

"I'm not coming!"

Yuan Yuzi wanted to smash the trash can in anger, but she had bought it, so she held it up for a long time but couldn't bear to smash it. She could only put it heavily on the ground.

Her buttocks started hurting again. She wondered if she had hurt herself. Her old wounds hadn't healed, and now she had a new one. She felt that Fushimi Shika didn't care about her at all.

Seeing that Minamoto no Tamako was pouting and looking unhappy, Fushimi Shika finally managed to muster a little bit of pitiful sympathy and said in a coaxing tone, "Alright, alright, don't be sad. Where did you fall? Let me see..."

"here……"

Gen Tamako subconsciously pointed to her buttocks, then suddenly realized something was wrong. She quickly stood up, covered her heart-shaped buttocks, and asked with a flushed face, "What are you doing?!"

"Let me check on it."

Fushimi Shika looked completely innocent. Seeing that Minamoto Tamako was about to lash out, he quickly changed the subject, saying that the Uesugi family had called to thank Minamoto Tamako for helping to find Uesugi Shion, and also asked if Minamoto Tamako knew what had happened to Uesugi Shion's injuries.

Minamoto no Tamako was unaware of the details, so she asked Fushimi Shika how he had responded to the Uesugi family. Shika explained that he had simply recounted the events of the day, and the Uesugi family hadn't given it much thought, even asking her to convey their regards to Kujo Yui.

After discussing the matter, Fushimi Shikahara thought he had diverted Minamoto Tamako's attention, but to his surprise, she was still sullen and limped back to her room, clutching her buttocks, seemingly intending to take a shower.

"Wait a minute."

Fushimi Shika called out to her, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts so much," Yuan Yuzi muttered softly.

“Come here,” Fushimi Shika patted the sofa, “I’ll rub it for you, maybe it will relieve the pain.”

"No!" Yuan Yuzi covered her buttocks again.

Fushimi Shika was quite annoyed, feeling like he was guarding against Minamoto Tamako like a thief... Aren't they boyfriend and girlfriend now? What kind of girlfriend guards against her boyfriend taking advantage of her?

Of course, it was the devil Kawai's idea to take advantage of her; he was simply thinking of Minamoto Tamako and concerned about her injuries.

"Why?" Fushimi Shika asked rhetorically.

Minamoto Tamako wanted to say that men and women shouldn't touch each other, but then she remembered that she and Fushimi were now in a relationship, and saying that would sound too distant... Their relationship had finally taken a step forward, and Minamoto Tamako didn't want to let her feelings cool down because of a single sentence.

That's right, in her eyes, Fushimi-kun is indeed petty and often gets angry because she says the wrong thing.

"I...I'm afraid you'll ruin it by kneading it." Yuan Yuzi stammered.

Fushimi Shika guessed what she was thinking. Sometimes, Minamoto no Tamako was quite easy to understand, especially when it came to relationships between men and women. Her thoughts were basically written all over her face—unless she listened to some inexplicable advice, came up with some strange tricks, or had a sudden flash of inspiration and came up with some weird idea.

"You called earlier and blamed me for not worrying about you, and now that I'm concerned about your health, you're unwilling to open up to me..."

Fushimi Shika, arms crossed, lounged on the sofa in a relaxed, reclining position, and sighed:

"Being a man is really hard. You have to guess what women are thinking every day. Sigh... Anyway, I'll be dead soon, and once I'm buried in the earth, I won't have to worry about this anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Genji softened a little.

Every time Fushimi Shika brought up his impending death, Minamoto Tamako would bow her head and give in, and this time was no exception. She approached him hesitantly and whispered in her defense, "I... I didn't mean that... I'm happy that you care about me..."

"Then lie down."

Fushimi Shika patted his thigh, gesturing for Minamoto Tamako to lie down on him: "Let me check where you're injured. Don't worry, I'm a professional... no need to take your clothes off."

"……All right."

Minamoto Tamako initially wanted to refuse, but upon hearing that she didn't need to take off her clothes, she felt that Fushimi-kun probably didn't have any lewd thoughts and was simply concerned about her. After all, there were male nurses in the hospital... It wouldn't be bad to enjoy Fushimi-kun's care occasionally.

Most importantly, Fushimi-kun is about to die.

—If we don't cherish this time, we won't have the chance to let them have close contact later.

Therefore, even if there was a minor foul, Minamoto Tamako felt it was acceptable. She obediently lay down, and casually warned:

"Don't touch strange places."

(End of this chapter)