Tokyo Detective

Chapter 487 Kidnapping Zhou Fang Youxi
The moon hung high on the 15th of the lunar calendar. In Akasaka Garden, a beautiful figure knelt down and shouted at Naoki Hanyu.

"My lord, please accept me."

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Naoki Hanyu was speechless. He had just arrived when he saw someone digging in the dark at the large metal box he had buried. As soon as they came out, the person immediately knelt on the ground and started shouting incoherent nonsense.

Naoki Yuzuru rubbed his temples, a little confused. He recognized the other person clearly; wasn't she the Japanese princess?

Her full name is Princess Kirimiya Juri. Her father is Prince Komatsu, Prince Akatsuki. She is the brother of the current Amako. Among the Komatsu, she is the most beautiful. Even among ordinary people, she is a youthful and vibrant beauty.

Speaking of which, the naming of Japanese locust rooms is a bit complicated, as they don't have surnames.

Generally, a princess's name is preceded by her father's palace title, not her surname, but she can be addressed as "Princess of such-and-such family".

Prince Akatsuki's title is Tonggong, so his daughter will not only have the title of Tonggong, but also an inner prince title specifically created for Princess Hoshimura.

As for Princess Kirimiya Juuri's lifestyle, he had seen similar news recently.

I heard that instead of studying properly for the college entrance exam in her senior year of high school, she secretly joined others to participate in protests against excessive rice prices. She not only joined a street dance club at school but also secretly cosplayed sexy anime characters at comic conventions.

His series of outrageous actions have drawn criticism from Japanese society, who see him as lacking in common sense and damaging to the image of the government and even the country.

It was quite a challenge to have a princess suddenly kneeling in front of you.

"Tell me what's going on with you, and how you knew where I buried my things."

Kirimiya Juri raised her head, revealing a sweet and innocent pretty face.

"A while ago, when you were burying something, I hid in the grass a hundred meters away and fished because my eyesight is good in the dark and I could see everything clearly. I originally planned to wait for you to reappear before we talked, but more than half a month has passed and you still haven't shown up, so I dug it up out of curiosity."

Naoki Hanyu looked into the other person's black pupils and indeed there was a faint golden ring around them. It was clearly heterochromia, and the good night vision was not unacceptable.

He didn't really check the surroundings much that day. After all, who would stay in the pitch-black Akasaka Garden to fish? Anyone who sneaks in and gets caught will be sentenced to at least a year in prison. After all, if someone dares to sneak in, they could assassinate Hoshimura, which would be terrible.

"So what do you mean by 'accepting you'?"

Kirimiya Juri answered very seriously.

“I know that you are a member of the National Salvation Youth Association. I want to join the National Salvation Youth Association and become a member. You are different from those corrupt bureaucrats. You are completely dedicated to the future of Japan and are willing to sacrifice your lives. I also want to make a great contribution to the future of the country like you.”

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Princess Locust wants to join a terrorist organization—what a cruel joke!

Even Naoki Hanyu was speechless.

"Why do you think I would accept you? And aren't you afraid I might do something inappropriate to you, running out on your own so late at night?"

"Don't worry. You even kept your promise not to retaliate after the first Heavenly Punishment was killed in the duel. I absolutely do not believe that you are an organization without any bottom line. As for why you accepted me, I am still a princess of the Locust Kingdom. Isn't it good to join your organization?"

Naoki Hanyu shook his head.

"I can't think of any benefit for you, so please allow me to refuse, Your Highness."

The next second, Kirimiya Tamaru's action startled Hanyu Naoki. The girl grabbed Hanyu Naoki's leg.

"Big brother, I really want to join you. Give me a chance, and I will definitely be loyal to you, big brother."

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Naoki Hanyu was now even more suspicious that this guy was planning to be an undercover agent. Otherwise, why would a princess do this? Not to mention a princess, even a beautiful woman who is usually fawned over by men wouldn't be so shameless.

Kirimiya Juri raised her head again, revealing her pretty face streaked with tears, and even had snot in her nose—yes, snot in her nose.

Naoki Hanyu took a few steps back in disgust, and sure enough, he saw that his clothes were stained with a little bit of tears and snot.

"Big brother, please believe me. I will be absolutely loyal. Actually, I don't want the identity of a Japanese princess at all. I would rather throw it in the trash. I have to be monitored 24 hours a day. I have to report and review everything I want to do. I have never had a single playmate my own age since I was a child. It's really miserable, big brother. I want to change this society. I want to change the princess's miserable life."

Naoki Hanyu looked at the girl quietly, his thoughts impossible to discern.

As for the misfortune mentioned by the other party, Naoki Hanyu had also heard about it.

24-hour surveillance, social restrictions, every move exposed to the public and media spotlight, heavy official duties and a "puppet" role.

That's right, Japanese princesses are paid for each job they do. This might involve attending numerous state events, ceremonies, visits to welfare institutions, or cultural exhibitions. These activities often have fixed schedules, requiring the princesses to maintain perfect poise at all times. Each job earns them between 5 and 40 yen.

The role of the neon princess is more like a pre-defined "national symbol," whose behavior must conform to the general public's golden fantasy of a princess.

Especially the princess who is the most beautiful in the room, once she graduates from high school or college, I believe she will have many more jobs.

In fact, 5 to 40 is a lot, but it's not enough for a princess's status. After all, the daughter of an ordinary wealthy family is treated better than her, and she doesn't have to be a puppet from childhood to adulthood.

In the end, Naoki Hanyu nodded in agreement. Why wouldn't he agree to something he got for free? He would consider it a loss if the mere Princess Hoshino even noticed the slightest clue.

"I can temporarily accept you as an unofficial member of the YMCA. Only after you pass the test will you be considered a true member of the YMCA. At that time, we will also show you the true strength of the YMCA."

"Brother, I understand. I will definitely not let you down."

Naoki Hanyu looked at the serious-looking girl in front of him and said nothing more.

"This is my phone. Tell me your phone number too. I'll notify you if there are any missions."

"Brother, thank you so much."

Kirimiya Juri bowed as she watched her "elder brother" leave, her heaving chest proving that she was not as calm as she appeared.
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Three hours later, Kirimiya Juri returned to the palace where she was confined. She had been placed under house arrest by the Imperial Household Department for her recent outrageous behavior, and was confined to her room except for attending school. If she hadn't bribed the maid she knew somewhat with her meager spare change, she wouldn't have been able to leave her room.

The steam rising from her body after her bath wafted around her as Kirimiya Juri sat quietly in front of the vanity mirror, combing her long, jet-black hair.

Princess Zhuli was no longer as "vulgar" as she had appeared earlier. Her face, as bright as the moon, was almost transparent under the lamplight, with only her thin lips adorned with a touch of cool rose color. She exuded a cool aura, and her long eyelashes were lowered, concealing all the emotions in her eyes.

Her beautiful heterochromatic eyes suddenly turned sharp, and her muttering voice was filled with coldness.

"Uncle, I'm not your puppet."

Soon after, the girl took off her coat, revealing cool pajamas, and lay down on the bed. The lights went out, and a figure disappeared outside.

Having already moved the metal box back to the secret base, Naoki Hanyu overheard someone's mutterings through his avatar, and immediately a smile appeared on his lips.

"You're still a bit too green, don't you think you've overdone it, Your Highness?"

Suddenly a loud shout interrupted his thoughts, and he saw one clone riding on another, punching him repeatedly.

"Look what you've done! The power armor is ruined, all your previous efforts have been wasted, it's all your fault."

The problematic clone, sporting thick dark circles under its eyes, shouted.

"If it's broken, it's broken. I spent a whole day and night trying to fix it, but it didn't work at all. I might as well just scrap it and not waste any more time."

"You guy."

Naoki Hanyu stopped him.

"Alright, if it's ruined, just disassemble the parts and repair the other power armor. Don't worry too much about it. Anyway, I didn't have high hopes."

Naoki Hanyu's words only earned him resentful looks from his thirty-odd clones.

"It's all because the original body is bad; it didn't provide any useful knowledge."

"That's right, it's all his fault. He should have just kept bringing back some scrap metal."

"Since he doesn't participate in the repairs, he can do whatever he wants to make things difficult for his employees. This kind of person is a capitalist who deserves to have streetlights turned on."

They kept talking, and Naoki Hanyu's expression turned a little unpleasant.

"Hey, don't say that. I've been studying hard and catching up on my studies lately, and I've tried my best."

"Clinging to Buddha's teachings at the last minute, haha."

Naoki Hanyu didn't want to argue, so he took out the metal box and opened it.

"I'd also like to entrust these two semi-powered armors to you. There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

A day passed quickly. Inside a van, several burly men were with a woman.

The woman was probably in her forties. Although she was starting to age and lose her looks, she still had some charm. If Naoki Hanyu were here, he would definitely be surprised by her presence.

This person was none other than Suoh Yuki's mother, Suoh Yumiko, who had disappeared without a trace.

The former drug addict seemed to have changed drastically. He no longer had the madness he had when he was on drugs, but there was a strange feeling in his eyes.

Just then, the phone rang. Yumiko Suo glanced at the caller ID and answered. It was Akira Suo.

"Is something wrong?"

"Sister, don't be so heartless. Have you seen your niece?"

"I saw."

"Congratulations on your family's reunion, sister. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Beep beep."

Yumiko Suoh turned off the phone and stared intently at her daughter outside the window, tears streaming down her face.

"Yuki, don't be afraid. Mom will rescue you soon. The instructor has already promised to save you."

Just then, several burly men asked a question.

"Master, is it time to take action?"

"Okay, let's get started."

The car door was opened, and several burly men suddenly rushed in front of one of the caregivers and snatched Suoh Yuki away, startling the two caregivers who hurriedly shouted.

"Help! Someone's trying to kidnap someone! Help!"

Just as some onlookers were about to approach, Yumiko Suo suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

“My name is Suoh Yumiko, and I am Suoh Yuki’s mother. I am very grateful to someone who took care of my daughter while she was sick. However, as a mother, I have the right to take my daughter away. I am going to take my daughter to get treatment now.”

Upon hearing this, the people around slowed down a few steps. At this moment, the bodyguards arranged by Akimoto Seiko walked away, and Suoh Yumiko took Suoh Yuki away.

Yumiko Suo and others are members of the Shinten Mari Church.

(End of this chapter)