Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 463 Since things have come to this, let's do our homework first.

The chandelier was malfunctioning and flickering, and a faint, fishy smell filled the air.

Fushimi Shika turned around, a chill running down his spine. Standing in the entrance hall of the old Japanese house was a woman with long arms and legs—it was none other than Kujo Yui. In the past, he would have thought Kujo Yui had an outstanding figure, with a nine-head-to-body ratio like a model, but now he only thought Kujo Yui was a thin, ghostly figure, not like a living person.

Now he knows what "it's very dangerous in the dream" means.

Tamako immediately ducked back down, obediently sitting back at her desk, pretending to study. Fushimi Shika, sensing trouble, called out, "Tamako! Miss Kujo is asking you! Have you finished your homework?!"

These words were very effective. Kujo Yui, in her slender, ghostly form, turned her head, stood on tiptoe, and without taking a step, slowly floated past Fushimi Shika. The living room was quiet and oppressive.

Xiaoyu didn't dare to say a word. Of course, she hadn't finished her homework, otherwise she wouldn't have come to Fushimi-sensei so eagerly.

Kujou Yui didn't let her go. Instead, like a snake, she slowly approached from behind, coiling around Tamako's back. Her slender neck pressed against Tamako's shoulders. Kujou Yui poked her head out, glancing sideways at Tamako with the whites of her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Operation……"

"Are you done?"

Xiaoyu sat at the desk, a 2B pencil clutched in her hand, her body trembling like a leaf. She dared not lie, and whispered, "N-nothing..."

"Why?!"

Kujo Yui was clearly angry, her hands gripping Tamako's shoulders, looking like an African python swallowing a rabbit.

Tamako told the truth: "Because... Fushimi-sensei said... there's too much homework... it's unreasonable... so... let me go out and play..."

"?"

Fushimi Shika was tiptoeing out of the entrance hall when he heard this and instinctively turned around. Unexpectedly, Kujo Yui suddenly appeared, her face pressed against his, the two less than a centimeter apart. Her pale face was full of resentment, like a female ghost coming to claim his life, crowding his entire field of vision.

"—Who gave you permission not to let her do her homework?!"

Kujou Yui opened her blood-red maw, and a demonic sound pierced the air. She suddenly stretched out her hands and grabbed Fushimi Shika by the neck. The latter tried to resist but found that he couldn't muster any strength.

In this dream, Kujo Yui seems to be an existence that cannot be resisted.

Fushimi Shika first felt short of breath, then a sharp pain shot through his neck. Kujo Yui's thumb was inserted into his throat, pinching the sides of his neck and tearing it off forcefully, just like tearing apart a Japanese soldier in a war movie. She ripped off his face.

"Go to hell!!"

Another piercing roar rang out.

Fushimi Shika's vision went black. In the last second before his reason faded, many thoughts flashed through his mind:

First of all, this dream is definitely not his dream, he would never have such an impression of Kujo Yui; no matter how superb Miyazaki Yuko's hypnosis is, it is impossible for her to create something out of nothing - so, this is very likely the dream of Minamoto Tamako, and the little Tamako in the room is the Minamoto Tamako when she was a child.

How did he get into Gentama's dream?

It was probably similar to the effect of a hypnosis tape; they experienced a shared dream. If he wasn't mistaken, Minamoto no Tamako was probably in his dream... They were influencing each other, trapping each other with their own nightmares.

Finally, Fushimi Shika vaguely felt that the feeling of his neck being torn apart was too real, and that perhaps in reality his neck had been pierced by a crossbow bolt, which was why he felt this way.

...Am I going to die?
Fushimi Shika had no time for fear or sorrow before his consciousness sank rapidly into darkness.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he heard that familiar voice calling again: "Wake up... wake up quickly..."

Fushimi Shika's consciousness gradually returned, and he came to his senses. Before he could even look up, he realized that he was back in Tamako's room once again.

He searched through the archives of the intracranial court and discovered that he had lost two more months of memories—meaning that with each death, the amount of lost memories would double.

According to this logic, when Yuan Yuzi called him, she had already lost seven months of her memory. If she were to die one or two more times, she would probably lose several years of her memory!
"Fushimi-sensei... don't sleep..." Tamako continued to call out to him, gently nudging his arm.

Fushimi Shika abruptly looked up, realizing his precarious situation. Survival was paramount; since he couldn't leave the room, he had to avoid the "inevitable death condition"!
He turned to Xiaoyuzi and asked her about the current situation very quickly, trying to gather as much information as possible. Although Xiaoyuzi didn't understand, she answered truthfully.

Fushimi Shika learned from her that he was now a professional tutor employed by the Kujo family, responsible for tutoring Miss Tamako.

This situation is very common in Japan. Most regular high schools implement a happy education approach, and arrange some professional technical courses for students who hope to work after graduation. Basically, after graduating from high school, students either work or go to junior college (junior college).

Furthermore, the teaching quality of high school teachers is worrying, and it is simply a pipe dream for students to think that they can get into a prestigious university by attending classes at school.

As a result, various after-school tutoring classes, professional training classes, and college entrance exam preparation institutions have sprung up. If students want to go to university, their parents have to spend a lot of money to enroll them in classes and hire tutors. Therefore, the plot in Japanese dramas or anime where the older brother works to help his younger siblings get into university is not an artistic idealization, but a common phenomenon.

Generally speaking, the pressure of getting into a good school doesn't emerge until high school. Even in elite education, it doesn't start until middle school. But the Kujo family is different. Kujo Yui believes that education should start from a young age, so Minamoto Tamako started preparing for prestigious universities from elementary school.

Yuko's childhood was bleak, but fortunately she met a good tutor who not only had outstanding teaching skills but also understood the importance of balancing work and rest, and often let Yuko sneak out to play.

When summer vacation arrives, Tamako still has her grandfather to protect her. Kujo Yui would never offend her father-in-law. As long as her grandfather says that he wants to be close to his granddaughter and enjoy some family time, Tamako can be free to run around and have fun in the countryside.

Right now, Shika Fushimi is playing the role of the tutor, who lets Tamako sneak out to play and promises to help her finish the homework that doesn't need to be done.

Xiaoyu spent several hours playing alone in the park. She played with flipping pebbles for a while, but unfortunately her little hands weren't very dexterous, so she didn't have much of a playful experience. Instead, she turned to sand sculpting, digging up sand from the construction site and building small castles and pig heads.

As night fell, Tamako quickly slipped home before her mother returned to ask Fushimi-sensei if she had finished her homework.

The answer is no.

Because Mr. Fushimi fell asleep on the table.

Fushimi Shika glanced down at his watch, mentally estimating that, based on his previous experience, Kujou Yui would be back in about ten minutes… He was currently dressed as a tutor, wearing a suit and glasses, with a digital watch on his wrist. To be honest, Tamako's timing was absolutely perfect! Absolutely no room for error!

Fushimi Shika cursed inwardly, trying to get away with it by lying that he had finished his homework. But Tamako ruthlessly shattered his dream—Kujou Yui checked her daughter's homework every night, and Fushimi-sensei often deliberately imitated Tamako's handwriting when doing her homework so that Tamako could rest.

Then there's no choice but to finish Tamako's homework before Kujo Yui gets home.

Fushimi Shika pulled out his workbook and began assigning tasks: "Let's divide the work and each of us will finish half; that way, we'll make it faster!"

When Xiaoyuzi learned that she hadn't finished her homework, her face turned pale with anxiety. She didn't even have time to complain and quickly sat down at her desk, burying herself in her homework.

Fushimi Shika possesses an eighth-level evidence forgery skill, making it easy for him to imitate an elementary school student's handwriting. Before opening the homework, he pondered how difficult an elementary school student's homework could be. After all, he has an S-level intelligence, and even if Tamako's homework was a high school exam, it wouldn't be difficult for him.

He first turned his head to look at Xiaoyuzi, to understand her handwriting, so as not to reveal any flaws... If Kujou Yui could tell that it was written by someone else, then he would probably still be doomed.

Yes, it's not hard to imitate.

Fushimi Shika felt more confident. He opened his workbook and began to read the questions:
"Mom says there are three 'naughty bacteria' hiding in the house. They always steal the children's 'good energy' while they sleep. Please answer:"

Question 1: What color socks are bad bacteria most afraid of?

"Sub-question 2: If Dad's snoring can make bad bacteria dance, how many decibels would it take for them to complete a full 'Seaweed Twist Dance'?"

"Sub-question 3: Please design a suit of armor using kitchen seasonings to protect your pillow from being eaten away by bad bacteria, and draw a design diagram and label the magical properties of each seasoning."

"..."

Fushimi Shika could understand each character individually, but when put together, he had no idea what it meant.

That's right. This dream is probably based on Minamoto Tamako's childhood memories. From Tamako's perspective, the homework that was beyond the scope of the curriculum was probably this abstract.

Fushimi Shika took a deep breath and, relying on his intuition, began to scribble something down. Even if he made a mistake, Kujo Yui would only scold Tamako, and it would have nothing to do with him. If Kujo Yui blamed the tutor, he would shake his head and sigh, saying that Tamako hadn't been studying hard lately, which was why she made this mistake.

As he wrote, he pondered his current situation.

Simply living in his dream is not enough to solve his current predicament; he needs to find a way to wake up.

Miyazaki Yuko could take action against him at any time, shoot him with a crossbow, bury the body in the backyard, or transport it to Tokyo Bay by car without anyone noticing. Given the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's efficiency in handling cases, they would most likely never catch her.

But then again, why hasn't Miyazaki Yuuko made a move yet?

Isn't the flow rate of dream time to real time one-to-one?

Or is it that Miyazaki Gardenia is confident that they will never wake up again?
Fushimi Shika thought about it for a while without coming to any conclusion, so he could only focus on what he could do first and finish his homework.

……

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Meanwhile, in the basement of reality, Miyazaki Yuuko leaned against the wall, holding a crossbow, covering her mouth and nose with her hand, holding her breath, and sweating profusely from her forehead.

Her situation was extremely dangerous.

In the dim light filtering through the floorboards, she could vaguely see two petite figures lying on the bed, namely Minamoto no Tamako and Nishino Touna. They were fast asleep under hypnosis and posed no threat whatsoever.

The danger came from the man standing in the corner.

The darkness was too thick for the figure to make out clearly; it was like a blurry shadow pacing back and forth, muttering to itself in a strange and deep voice:
"No...we can't kill people..."

"Who do you think you are... I am the master of this body now..."

Miyazaki Yuko was still shaken and couldn't help but recall what had just happened: the moment Fushimi Shika fell into deep hypnosis, he didn't collapse or close his eyes, but blinked, and his demeanor suddenly changed, becoming more feminine and aggressive.

Before she could react, Fushimi Shika pinned her to the ground and nearly strangled her to death with her bare hands.

Miyazaki Yuko subconsciously touched the ligature marks on her neck, the lingering pain of suffocation still lingering in her body. At that moment, she thought she was going to die, but unexpectedly, Fushimi Shika suddenly let go, as if he had become a different person. He grabbed her right hand with his left hand, released her neck, and muttered to himself, "Kawaei—stop!"

After regaining her freedom, she gasped for breath, hurriedly got up, picked up her crossbow, hid in a corner, stared at Fushimi Shika and muttered to herself, and took the opportunity to shoot an arrow at him.

To everyone's surprise, Fushimi Shika caught the arrow with his bare hands and swung it back at her. Miyazaki Yuko had no time to react; she only heard a sharp 'thud' in her ear before the arrow pinned her clothes to the wall.

She broke out in a cold sweat and dared not make any further moves.

With no external threats, Fushimi Shika began talking to himself again, while the angel and the demon Kawai argued fiercely: one said he wanted to kill Miyazaki Yuuko and Nishino Touna, while the other desperately tried to stop him, refusing to relinquish control of his body.

Miyazaki Yuko gripped the crossbow, taking deep breaths to calm herself down. After some analysis, she deduced that Fushimi Shika had two other personalities in her mind—one named 'Kawai,' and the other's identity was currently unknown.

She had noticed before that Fushimi Shika's mental state was 'not very stable'; now it seems that Fushimi Shika's problems are more serious than she had imagined.

After pondering for a while, Miyazaki Yuko realized that there was really no way to deal with Fushimi Shika for the time being. Even releasing anesthetic gas wouldn't work, as Fushimi Shika was already in a coma, or more accurately, sleepwalking.

Unless he is given psychiatric medication, this state will continue until he wakes up.

She sighed inwardly, never expecting to be forced into this situation. Since conventional methods were no longer effective, she had no choice but to resort to unconventional ones.

There are two gas cylinders in the kitchen on the first floor. All we need to do is open them, push them into the basement, and they'll die from carbon monoxide poisoning... A fire or explosion caused by a gas leak would also work, it just depends on which is more convenient!

(End of this chapter)