Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 86: Inauguration Gift
Two hours later.

The office was lit with warm yellow lights, documents and files were piled on the chairs, and a portable oven was sizzling on the desk. The tender and bloody wagyu beef was roasted until it was well-done brown, and the oden was bubbling.

Watanabe Shun bit open the beer bottle cap with his teeth and raised his glass to cheer:
"cheers!"

No one ignored him.

Fushimi Shika was using his chopsticks to pick up the wagyu beef from his bowl. He cooked for himself, so he would definitely save the delicious food for himself. The others were just props to create a good atmosphere for the meal. If he gave the delicious food to others just to save face, it would be a waste of time.

Yuan Yuzi was also eating rice. She quietly took out the carrots from the salmon and threw them away, chewing the fish meat with a big mouthful of rice. It was really satisfying! And the sweet and sour pork tenderloin made with pork on the table was super delicious, sour and sweet, very much to her taste;

Both Kazama Takusai and Mori Mu Yalan were very considerate and came as soon as they were called. They sat at the table, one helping to grill the meat while the other helped to keep an eye on the heat of the oden. When it was grilled dry, Kazama Takusai would add some sesame oil, and when it was cooked through, Mori Mu Yalan would pour some broth, cooperating very well.

Watanabe Shun put down the bottle angrily and said, "How can we have a dinner without drinking? Boss, don't you feel dry in your mouth?"

"I still have to work tomorrow." Takusai Kazama turned the Wagyu over.

"Everyone will be more motivated to work if they drink a little! How can you not have a drink after get off work when you are in the workplace? This is a good opportunity to enhance relationships with colleagues..." Watanabe Shun winked and signaled Director Moriki to help persuade them to drink.

The latter ignored him, casually took out a newspaper, picked up a piece of banana for herself, and ate while reading the newspaper. Her movements and expressions were just like those of a petty bourgeois urban beauty.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the boss, Watanabe Shun had to give up temporarily.

Yuan Yuzi puffed up her cheeks and couldn't help but exclaimed while chewing: "I didn't expect Fushimi-san could cook! His cooking skills are so good, he can definitely open a restaurant!"

Fushimi Shika made up a story: "Yes, my father wanted me to inherit the family izakaya, but I wanted to be a policeman and often quarreled with him. After he passed away, I always regretted not apologizing to him in time."

Gen Tamako's ears pricked up. This was the first time she heard Fushimi-san talk about family matters. She didn't expect him to be so explosive as soon as he opened his mouth.

She thought about it and wondered if it was the same for her and her mother. Her mother had always hoped that she could become a doctor or a university professor, but she only wanted to become a famous detective or a famous police inspector... When her mother passed away, would she regret it like Fushimi?
When Yuan Yuzi thought of this, the food in her mouth no longer tasted good.

A series of recent setbacks have left her somewhat confused about the future. The patrol job is not what she imagined, and what she does does not seem as meaningful as she imagined. Everyone thinks she is easy to bully, and even the abandoned little girl looks down on her...

She looked dejected and had no appetite. Fortunately, Fushimi Shika changed the subject and continued, "Before my father passed away, he left me a suicide note. In the letter, he encouraged me to do what I wanted to do. He said that opening the izakaya was just his obsession... After seeing this letter, I made up my mind to apply for the police academy."

"Eh... so there is such a thing." Watanabe Shun believed his nonsense.

He felt that this junior was a promising talent who had a lofty belief in the police profession. In order to protect the victims, he was willing to risk being fired to shoot the scum. He could be said to be a man of affection and righteousness, loyal and filial.

Although the boss had always disliked this guy, as a younger brother, he naturally had to stand by the boss unconditionally, but sometimes he felt that the boss was indeed prone to getting stuck in a rut... After all, how could such an upright man be a murderer? Even if he really killed someone, he must have had his reasons, just like Usui Rokuro, who was seeking revenge for justice.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Shun remembered that he had forgotten to talk about the main thing.

He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, then stood up and took out two packages, one large and one small, from his personal locker.

"As usual, a gift from a senior for joining the company."

Watanabe Shun distributed the packages to Fushimi Shika and Minamoto Tamako, and said proudly, "The boss also gave me a job gift before, and now it's my turn to give you one."

Fushimi Shika took the package and felt that the shape of the thing was a bit suspicious. It was quite narrow and long, a rectangular strip. He turned around and saw that Yuan Yuzi had already opened the package. It was a small square box with a gold watch inside.

"Eh?!"

Yuan Yuzi was shocked.

Watanabe Shun quickly said, "It's fake, it's painted with gold, not real gold. The elite detectives will give a gold watch to their juniors who graduate from the University of Tokyo, which means they will be promoted step by step. I'm also learning from you, hoping for a good omen."

Except for Gen Tamako, everyone thought that Watanabe Shun was stupid. How could he wear such an extravagant gold watch? If he really met a detective from the gold watch group, he might even be laughed at.

But Yuan Yuzi was very happy. She felt that this was recognition from her seniors, which showed that her hard work during this period was meaningful.

Watanabe Shun urged Fushimi Shika to open it and take a look. The latter tore open the black plastic packaging and found a katana inside.

The handle was wrapped with silk thread, outlining a diamond pattern, and the eyes were carved with dragons and tigers, which looked lifelike. Fushimi Shika couldn't help but draw his sword. The black ridge had cloud patterns, and a cold light was revealed. It didn't look like a cheap product.

Watanabe Shun subconsciously glanced at the boss and said guiltily: "This, this is also fake, haha, it's not sharpened, it's just a work of art."

The "Law on the Prohibition of the Possession of Firearms, Swords, etc." stipulates that knives with a blade length exceeding 15 cm are considered "controlled knives" and it is illegal for ordinary people to possess them.

The others were not blind, and even Yuan Yuzi could see that the sharpness of the knife had obviously cut the edge.

"Write another seven pages of self-review to make it an integer." said Takusa Kazama.

This was considered as his tacit consent. Senmu Yalan didn't say anything either. She was concentrating on reading the newspaper.

As for Yuan Yuzi, she didn't think much about it, because she had several similar art collections at home, which looked sharper than this one. As long as it was registered and approved, it could be legally owned, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

Fushimi Shika nodded in greeting and toasted Watanabe Shun to express his gratitude.

If Watanabe Shun had a tail, it would definitely be raised up now. The juniors toasting him made him feel very proud - if you think about it carefully, he is now also a respected senior!

With Fushimi Shika taking the lead, the atmosphere gradually heated up. Gen Yuzi quietly sipped a few sips of ice beer, and her face was flushed. Watanabe Shun was talking excitedly, recounting his heroic deeds as a criminal policeman, and occasionally urging the boss to have a drink. Kazama Takusai was annoyed and symbolically poured himself a glass, but was taken advantage of by Watanabe Shun. Once the drinking started, it would not end with just one glass.

"Please let the boss speak! Let's applaud!" Watanabe Shun led the applause.

Fushimi Shika wanted to see him make a fool of himself, so he urged Gen Tamako to clap along. Kazama Takusai was overwhelmed, so he turned the topic to Director Moriki, hoping that she would help him out: "Is there any interesting news recently? You are so engrossed in reading it."

"The Sugamo Apartment Massacre was reported in the media."

Morimu Yalan folded the newspaper, held the teacup, and continued reading: "Our cooperation was also reported in the newspaper."

"Eh? Is this true...what did the news say?" Watanabe Shun poked his head out curiously.

Morimu Yalan moved the dinner plate away and spread the newspaper on the table. Everyone looked down and saw the eye-catching headline:
"A horrific murder occurred in Tokyo: 17 people died at the hands of the devil, and the strange symbols caused social shock"

(End of this chapter)