He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Shirakawa could only place his hands behind his back, unable to move.

"Officer Miike, I'm really a good person. I've never done anything bad."

"There's no point in saying more. I'll find out once I check." Miike Naeko took out a pair of white gloves from her shoulder bag and put them on.

"Follow me, and don't leave my sight," Miike Naeko said sternly, beginning to inspect the living room.

First the TV, there was no problem, then the game console below the TV.

Miike Naeko's upper body was completely inside, and her outline was even clearer than when she looked through the window earlier. Her rounded back was so big it seemed to burst out of her pants, and you could even see a small bulge between her legs.

Shirakawa couldn't bear to look any longer, so he raised his head and stared at the ceiling.

At this moment, Miike Naeko also finished her inspection. Seeing Shirakawa looking up, Miike Naeko followed his gaze.

"Did you hide something in the ceiling?" Miike Naeko asked in an accusatory tone.

"Where is it?"

"So what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the ceiling because I can't look at you."

Miike Naeko was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening.

"abnormal."

"No, I didn't see it!!"

Shirakawa truly had a bitter pill to swallow.

Miike Naeko blushed and pondered for a while before coming to a conclusion: "You're not some kind of pervert, are you? It seems necessary to investigate that aspect more thoroughly."

"I'm used to being misunderstood like this all the time. Please do as you please." Shirakawa was speechless.

From the time he transmigrated until now, almost every female protagonist has wrongly accused Shirakawa of being a pervert.

There were no problems in the living room, so Miike Naoko went into the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was spotless; the double bed had never been slept in, and the wardrobe was completely empty.

“Living alone, a student, with no source of income, and his parents’ room is completely empty, yet he was able to afford such a large house.” Miike Naeko once again listed the suspicious points about Shirakawa.

Shirakawa remained silent.

It was a gift from the system, how can I deny that?

Miike Naeko smiled, sensing that Shirakawa was already feeling guilty and would soon reveal his true colors.

He then led Shirakawa to the second bedroom.

This is where Shirakawa lives.

There was an empty instant noodle container in the trash can (a gift from Mido Sakura yesterday), and the blankets on the bed were not folded and looked messy.

Miike Naeko decided to start with the bookshelf, taking out one comic book after another to see if there were any hidden agendas.

Shirakawa was starting to panic. He had no idea what was in his room. He'd only been there a day and hadn't had a chance to check it properly yet.

The system shouldn't be assigning anything random, right?

Snapped!

A small notebook fell out from the comic book compartment.

It was brightly colored and decorated with various scantily clad and attractive female characters.

[Inflammation and Pregnancy! Idol Harem Academy]

Wait, there's such a thing?

Although Shirakawa deeply despises NTR (Netorare) and other similar content, he can still appreciate this kind of harem genre to some extent.

Miike Naeko clicked her tongue and glanced at Shirakawa with disdain: "H-books, huh? Hmph~ What a shut-in!"

"What's wrong with reading erotic novels in Japan? It's not illegal." Shirakawa retorted to Miike Naeko.

"You are a suspect now. Get your attitude straight and don't think you can get away with this from me."

Miike Naoko continued searching through the bookshelf.

Ten minutes later, Miike Naeko placed a large stack of notebooks in front of Shirakawa.

If you use them one by one, they should last for several weeks.

Miike Naeko looked at Shirakawa as if he were trash.

"Haven't you read the script?"

"I wouldn't deign to look at such filthy and obscene things."

Miike Naoko blushed, crossed her arms, and looked haughty.

This reaction seems a bit off. She looks to be in her early twenties. Isn't she a little too innocent?

"Have you never been in a relationship before...?"

"A suspect, don't pry into my privacy!" Miike Naeko shouted sternly, as if she had touched a soft spot in his heart.

From childhood, she aspired to be a champion of justice and to do righteous things, but those around her always found her behavior strange.

She only saw others as lazy bums without dreams. While her peers were still indulging in romantic relationships or studying diligently, she was already working hard with disdain.

Having abandoned friendships, family ties, and all other spare time, she finally became the police officer she had always dreamed of.

But the cases they solve every day are either fights between delinquent students or missing cats and dogs. They spend all day filling out various files on the computer. Their other colleagues go to izakayas, have dinners and dates after work. You can't tell that they are working hard every day.

So, Miike Naeko began to work hard.

Even if you get promoted, you still won't be able to handle any major cases.

However, this time, Miike Naeko finally got her chance. This mysterious man, Shirakawa, must be hiding countless secrets.

She used the card as bait at the door, intending to leave it there for several days until he called the police, but she didn't expect him to walk right into her trap on the first day.

Within the Metropolitan Police Department, Miike Naeko holds a high position and has the authority to handle cases privately.

Whatever Shirakawa is planning behind the scenes, I must bring him to justice!

This is the awareness of being a partner in justice!

Shirakawa looked at Miike Naoko and felt that she was a bit obsessed.

This woman, so beautiful and in the prime of her life, had never been in a relationship since childhood, and inexplicably barged into my home and handcuffed me.

No wonder they are dangerous elements.

Miike Naeko only found some notebooks on the bookshelf and no other evidence of crime, so he turned his attention to Shirakawa's computer.

There must be some criminal record left on the computer.

Miike Naeko sat in front of the computer, turned it on, and started looking for files.

On the desktop, a folder labeled "Study Materials" caught Miike Naoko's attention.

Hovering the mouse over it reveals a file size of several hundred gigabytes.

Although Shirakawa had never used this computer before, he could roughly guess what was hidden inside based on his experience.

"Um, I advise you not to open this," Shirakawa warned.

Trying to cover it up only makes things worse? You don't want me to open it, but I'm going to open it anyway!

When Miike Naoko clicked on it, it was filled with covers of various adult films, which were quite explicit.

While doujinshi are generally acceptable due to their anime/manga aesthetic, this kind of live-action work crosses a line that is off-limits for Miike Naeko.

"Ah!" Miike Naeko exclaimed and quickly shut down the computer.

"I already told you not to open it."

"No, you're deliberately preventing me from opening it, just so you can make me open it and embarrass me, right?"

"First, I don't have that many thoughts. Second, it's just a cover. If you can't even handle a cover, you're not even as good as a middle or high school kid."

"You!" Miike Naeko's face flushed red with anxiety, and she pushed Shirakawa down onto the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Shirakawa's hands were cuffed behind his back, leaving him with no ability to resist.

"Close your eyes!"

Shirakawa obediently closed his eyes.

Miike Naeko took an eye mask out of her pocket and put it on Shirakawa.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Is she going to try something weird with me?

Miike Naoko took the handbag to the second bedroom, opened it, and found it full of all sorts of miniature cameras.

"I will place miniature cameras in your house to monitor your every move."

The blindfold was to prevent Shirakawa from finding blind spots in the cameras and secretly doing bad things.

"No, Officer Miike, I also have the right to privacy. What I'm doing is illegal."

"Then call the police? To tell you the truth, I've already made arrangements. As long as you call the police, those officers will contact me directly."