Tokyo Detective

Chapter 205 I'm Not a Milk Dragon

As the two were chatting, Jingu Mitsuha suddenly asked.

"Hanyu, do you think your physical fitness is close to monster level? Is this change good or bad?"

"Being stronger is of course a good thing, is it a bad thing?"

Jingu Mitsuha answered earnestly.

"It's hard to say. According to the survey, one-third of the individuals who broke through the racial limit were unable to give birth to offspring, one-third had great difficulty giving birth to offspring, and the last one-third were able to give birth like ordinary people, but the vast majority of their children were ordinary people, and very few were able to give birth to offspring who inherited their bloodline."

Naoki Hanyu was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know about such things.

"You mean it's hard for me to have children?"

"Who knows? The secret of bloodline is very profound. If you can't have a child with an ordinary woman, then find a stronger one, or even a female monster. Don't you have a monster next to you?"

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Naoki Hanyu simply ignored what the other person said. He always felt that this woman seemed to know something about him, which was really uncomfortable.

"I'm going to rest now, please do as you please."

Jingu Mitsuha did not stay any longer. What she said was indeed true. She had once tried a certain white thing from Hanyu Naoki and found that some magical DNA in it probably could not be inherited by future generations.

So there are two guesses: one is that she cannot give birth, and the other is that she can only give birth to ordinary children.

As for whether there are any mistakes, I don't know. Anyway, Jingu Mitsuha's main focus now is on the mountain god gene. Only what can be passed on stably is what humans need. Otherwise, it cannot be passed on, and no matter how strong the individual is, it will be useless.

It is December 12th and the New Year holiday has finally begun, but the police still have to take turns on duty.

The heavy snow two days ago had long stopped, leaving only a thin layer of dirty snow on the road.

The Omori-naka area in Ota Ward is the hometown of Fujiwara Mai.

This is a small apartment with two bedrooms and a living room of more than 60 square meters. Fujiwara's parents live in one room and Fujiwara's sisters live in another room. That's why Fujiwara Mai often lives in the police dormitory, otherwise her chaotic schedule will affect her younger sister.

On the lower bunk of a bunk bed, Fujiwara Mai rolled herself up in a quilt and slept to keep herself warmer.

While the policewoman was sleeping, her legs suddenly clamped together under the quilt and she began to gasp.

"Senior, don't."

"I really can't stand it. Please go around me."

The sound of mumbling continued, and the door was suddenly opened. A purple-haired girl walked in and was stunned when she heard the voice. She was holding a set of clothes in her hands.

The girl moved her face closer and closer, looking at her sister quietly as if she wanted to tell her some secret.

"I can't eat anymore, don't push the beef in my way, and don't take my milk."

The purple-haired girl shook her head in disappointment, then punched the quilt to wake the other person up.

"Lazy pig, get up and have breakfast."

Fujiwara Mai opened her hazy eyes and saw her sister who looked like a little adult.

"Morning, Yui."

Fujiwara Yui, the younger sister of Fujiwara Mai, is already independent at the age of 12. Her academic performance has always been among the top 5 in the grade. Two years ago, she was evaluated by the elders around her as a more reliable person than her sister.

"Sister, it's almost 10 o'clock. Don't forget what you promised father the day before yesterday."

"understood."

The door closed again, and Fujiwara Mai pulled the clothes prepared by her sister into the quilt, then took off all the clothes one by one and put them on herself, throwing out her vest pajamas and pink panties, moving like a worm.

Soon the quilt was kicked away by a pair of feet, and Fujiwara Mai stood up with her clothes in disarray, and took her time to tidy up her appearance in front of the mirror.

It’s so cold, I really don’t want to move. It would be so nice to sleep at home during the long vacation. Why did I agree to go on a blind date with my father?

She still remembered that she refused the blind date her father arranged the day before yesterday, but her father actually wanted to humble himself to his daughter and forced her to agree, saying that the person was the boss's son.

Because the other party had seen his photo and proposed a blind date not long ago, if my father dared to refuse, he might be fired.

Fujiwara Mai finally obeyed her father's arrangement, otherwise it would be pitiful to be fired again.

Although the elderly father had been fired many times and thus always put himself in a low position when interacting with others, his humble lifestyle was all for the purpose of supporting his family and for the two sisters.

As for blind dates, it is impossible to treat them as blind dates. At most, you can make new friends or treat them as an opportunity to deal with ordinary people in an ordinary way.

Suddenly the door was opened again and Fujiwara Yui shouted loudly.

"Hurry up, Nail Dragon. You're going to be late."

Fujiwara Mai covered her chest with her hands, her face slightly red, and scolded.

"You are the baby dragon, and I am the young dragon."

When Fujiwara Mai thought about how she had accidentally let her sister know this title, she wanted to bang her head against the wall. The most hateful thing was that the word "milk dragon" could be regarded as sexual harassment.

Fujiwara Yui swept her hands across her flat body and retorted righteously.

"I don't know if I will be as big as you in the future, but I am not qualified to be called a milk dragon right now."

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Fujiwara Mai was speechless, so she continued to take her time to finish her breakfast.

At 10:30, Fujiwara Mai was pushed out of the door by her sister. She was wearing a white sweater, brown coat, black skirt and black tights, which made her look more mature than usual, like a qualified queen.

The door opened again, and Fujiwara Yui stuck her head out and gave instructions.

"Remember to pack up the leftovers for me after the blind date, so I don't have to cook."

Fujiwara Mai touched her sister's hair with heartache. Years of habit made her habitually save money, but she was not the poor girl she used to be. "I won't fight for the leftovers. I will buy you a big meal. Sister, I have tens of millions of dollars now."

Fujiwara Yui nodded without refusing. Ever since her sister became an apprentice of some kind of dragon from the Metropolitan Police Department, she had indeed made a lot of money, and even she was responsible for most of the family expenses.

Fujiwara Yui actually suspected the source of her sister's money, but she never asked and never told outsiders that her sister was rich.

This restaurant is located in Urata Shopping Street, Ota District, just a few blocks away from the Ota General Office.

Because an appointment was needed, Fujiwara Mai decided to wait for the other party outside before going in together, after all, it was their first meeting.

After waiting for less than a minute, the blind date finally arrived. He was a man a few years older than me and a little more handsome. He was also the son of my father's factory owner.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"I'm new here too, nice to meet you. My name is Fujiwara Mai."

"Please take care of me. My name is Mizukawa Ryuya."

When Fujiwara Mai looked at the man, the first thing she did was not to confirm whether he was handsome or not, but whether he showed any signs of committing a crime.

Soon, Fujiwara Mai felt that there was something wrong with her. When she saw her blind date, her first thought was to regard the other person as a criminal suspect. She felt that in just one year of police career, she had thrown away all the experience of dealing with ordinary people, although she had a little social anxiety before.

"Which one, shall we go in?"

"It's indeed enough time, let's go in."

Mizukawa Ryuya first helped to pull out a chair before sitting opposite, and then looked openly at the beautiful purple-haired woman in front of him who gave people a girl-next-door temperament.

The most eye-catching thing was her plump figure that made her white sweater look exaggeratedly curvy, which made him feel dry in his mouth. He just liked this type of woman.

Mizukawa Ryuya handed over the menu.

"Ms. Fujiwara, is there anything you would like to eat? Please don't be polite to me."

Kill him.

Fujiwara Mai slapped herself psychologically for habitually thinking in the way of her colleagues.

Mizukawa Tatsuya pursued the victory.

"I heard that Ms. Fujiwara works at the Metropolitan Police Department. What does she do?"

Fujiwara Mai remembered what Akimoto Seiko had taught her, that if dealing with strangers who were not related to work, it was best not to tell the truth, because being a detective would make people feel pressured.

"I do clerical work at the Metropolitan Police Department, receiving lost property and the like."

"I see. Actually, I am a little afraid of the police. When I see a patrolman on the street, I always feel that they will come over to question me in the next second. Especially the criminal police, they give people a fierce and evil image, even more gangster than the gangsters."

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Fujiwara Mai tried hard to maintain her expression and explained to herself that the other person was talking about a male detective.

"Really? I often come into contact with some policemen. They are not that scary."

"Haha, it's really wrong to judge people by appearance. Can you ask if all the women working in the police station are as pretty as you?"

Fujiwara Mai remembered that there were indeed many young and beautiful women she knew, so she misled the other party into nodding directly.

As the two were chatting, a familiar voice of Fujiwara Mai suddenly came from behind.

"I said he was a gangster, but in reality he was just a small businessman running a bar or a store. If anyone can bully men and women in Daejeon District, it's only the police at the Daejeon General Police Station."

"No way, that's definitely a black policeman."

Fujiwara Mai turned around and saw a familiar gangster man chatting with a woman with a worldly temperament.

The underworld echoed indignantly.

"It's not just the bad police. Have you heard of Hanyu Naoki? That police hero is like a local tyrant in Ota District. No one dares to offend him. All the gangsters in Ota District have to fawn on him when they see him. The most hateful thing is the bully's female apprentice, who is backed by someone and acts like a tyrant."

The prostitute covered her mouth with her hands in surprise, even though she had clearly heard it before.

"I didn't expect the policewoman to be this kind of person?"

"Of course, if you don't obey, they will suppress you completely. No less than three gangsters will be uprooted. It's scary to think about it. That female police officer also asks people to buy her at every turn."

The gangster's expression froze as he spoke, because he noticed a purple-haired woman not far away looking at him. Wasn't that the policewoman he was talking about?

Oh no, someone heard me saying bad things.

The gangster thought of many scenes in an instant: his group's territory was swept away, and the team leader drowned him in Tokyo Bay to appease someone's anger. No, he asked himself if he was good-looking enough, or he would face an even worse future.

The desire to survive made the gangster rush out of the restaurant, leaving behind the disheveled prostitute. What was going on? Was he going to ask her to pay the bill?
Before the woman could chase him out, the gangster came back, slid down to his knees in front of Fujiwara Mai with a bottle of drink in his hand, and raised the drink in both hands.

In fact, there have been rumors about drinks in the Ota Ward underworld for a long time. Helping to buy drinks means proving obedience, so this is already a way for the underworld men to remedy the situation.

"Ms. Fujiwara, please have a drink."

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Many people in the restaurant were stunned. What was going on?
Fujiwara Mai was also embarrassed and didn't know whether to take it or not. In the end, she took the drink in front of everyone, otherwise she would have had to keep kneeling.

"What a coincidence! Mr. Koizumi is here to eat, too."

"I'm full. I'll visit Miss Fujiwara again when I have the chance. I'm leaving now."

Fujiwara Mai took the drink and put it on the table, then thought about it and put it back into her bag.

"I know Mr. Koizumi. He once, once pursued me."

"Oh I got it."

(End of this chapter)