The Tokyo Police Journey Begins with the Ability to See Evil Thoughts

For Kamiya Gen, catching a drug addict was nothing special, and the reward was extremely meager.

Once the brain is controlled by drugs, the threshold of desire will be greatly increased, so Nozaki doesn't have any high-level "evil thoughts" at all; the highest he can think of is just yellow.

But in Miyazawa Yuzuki's eyes, what had just happened was completely mind-blowing.

The delinquent organization I once desperately wanted to join turned out to be drug-addicted—we were all just high school students...

Even while sitting in the restaurant, she kept emphasizing to Gen Kamiya:

"Uncle, I really haven't touched that stuff. If I had known, I wouldn't have even considered joining them..."

"I see."

Kamiya Gen was quite helpless. He wasn't blind. Not to mention Miyazawa, most of the other members of that gang of delinquents were extremely shocked when they discovered Nozaki's involvement with drugs.

"I'm just afraid you'll misunderstand." Miyazawa Yuzuki gripped her chopsticks, looking directly at him.

"Um."

Kamiya Gen replied, but in his heart he was thinking that he should have asked Ohno to pay for his bed sheets and duvet cover.

"By the way, you should come to the police station less often in the future. Since you said you were going to study hard, what high school student would come here? If you still have trouble at school, go find Matsumoto..."

Halfway through his sentence, Kamiya Gen remembered what had just happened and frowned. "If he can't handle it, have him contact me."

Miyazawa Yuzuki nodded repeatedly, then suddenly looked up:

"Uncle, why have you been helping me? Just because you're a cop?"

Kamiya Gen was slightly taken aback, then chuckled and scolded, "Weren't you the one who was eager to pester me?"

"No way!" Miyazawa Yuzuki retorted quickly, showing no sign of backing down.

Kamiya Gen didn't reply, but he couldn't help but ponder it.

Indeed, from helping her chase away the thugs in the alley, to spending money to treat her injuries, to asking Matsumoto Teng to deal with the bullying, and just now stepping in to save the day—he had indeed been "meddling" a bit lately.

In the past, he wouldn't have gotten involved in this kind of thing at all. Whatever Mu Heyou wanted to do, even if she went to school and caught all the delinquents, that was her business, what did it have to do with him?

Why is that...?

Just then, the waiter brought over two steaming bowls of beef rice.

Kamiya Gen noticed that the girl opposite him subconsciously swallowed and stared at the plate with a bright look in her eyes, clearly she was a little hungry.

He suddenly found the answer and said, "Because in some ways, you are very similar to me in the past."

"Which places?" Miyazawa Yuzuki picked up her chopsticks and leaned forward slightly.

"For example, when you encounter a kind person, you can take their gold coins without any guilt. As for debts and such, leave that to your future self."

Miyazawa Yuzuki pondered for a long time before finally understanding what he meant, her brows furrowing together: "Uncle, are you insulting me..."

"Good thing you figured it out."

Kamiya Gen nodded, lowered his head to eat, and added, "But we're the same in this respect. The difference is that I actually repaid all the favors I owed later, so you..."

"Uncle, would you like it spicy?" Miyazawa Yuzuki interrupted him directly, picked up the bottle of chili sauce on the table and handed it to him, as if she hadn't understood what he was saying next.

Kamiya Gen was speechless, feeling like he was talking to a brick wall—this girl really wouldn't listen to a single serious word.

He had actually looked into Miyazawa's family background, which was, to put it simply, as bad as it could get. His mother had died early, and only his elderly, unemployed father remained in the family.

Even if the Plaza Accord came into effect and a get-rich-quick frenzy swept across Japan, her family wouldn't have any initial capital to spare, not even the chance to dream about it, let alone have any chance to turn their lives around.

Miyazawa himself is an average student, and apart from his decent appearance, he doesn't really have any outstanding strengths right now.

If we fail to seize these crucial opportunities in the next few years, the days ahead will likely be very difficult.

This is the mindset of an adult; in Kamiya Gen's view, nothing is more important than the future.

He took the chili sauce and mixed it into his rice, saying, "Anyway, go to the police station less often in the future, and spend more time reading books..."

"The old man thinks I came to the police station just to freeload..."

Miyazawa Yuzuki pouted, but her tone was a little unconvinced, "You mean, you said you'd 'explode gold coins' from me?"

"Otherwise what?" Kamiya Gen raised an eyebrow. "Did you come to the police station looking for a quiet place to study?"

"I just wanted to see you."

Miyazawa Yuzuki suddenly spoke, her voice not loud, but exceptionally clear.

……

Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. —Forrest Gump

Although this sentence is not yet known to the world, Kamiya Gen, as a time traveler, naturally remembers it.

What he couldn't understand was why the box didn't contain chocolate, but rather a direct attack from a girl.

How come... I was educating her, why did I say such things?

What does it mean?

"I just wanted to see you," Miyazawa Yuzuki repeated.

Kamiya Gen remained silent, glancing at her face out of the corner of his eye.

One thing is certain: I really misunderstood this guy.

She definitely didn't come here to freeload...

What's the point of talking about the future? What nonsense about studying? In some ways, Miyazawa is far superior to me.

"I just wanted to come..." Miyazawa Yuzuki was about to repeat herself a third time.

But Kamiya Gen interrupted him sternly: "Hurry up and eat."

"Oh..." she said, deflated.

To Kamiya Gen's surprise, even though Miyazawa said those strange things and he changed the subject to reject her, he didn't feel any awkwardness from her afterwards.

The two continued to eat as usual, with the girl always chatting about trivial things in life, as if nothing had happened.

—Maybe I'm overthinking it, and that's not what she actually meant?

When Miyazawa got his sleeves dirty while eating and returned from washing them in the bathroom, Kamiya Gen tentatively asked:

"Why do you want to see me? There's nothing special about it. If you want to express your gratitude, I've already put it on your tab..."

"It's because I like you."

Miyazawa Yuzuki still had beef rice in her mouth, so her speech was unclear.

A few black lines appeared on Kamiya Gen's forehead.

I'm not overthinking it, she really is confessing her feelings...

"It's okay, uncle. It's fine if you don't accept it. Anyway, I've already prepared myself mentally. There's such a big gap between us, I'm not stupid, of course I know that."

"You're not planning to use this method to avoid paying back the money..., are you?"

"Why do you say that about me? Am I trash in your eyes? I only owe you a little over 30,000 yen, is it really worth doing something like this?"

Miyazawa Yuzuki said, looking a little angry, but she didn't forget to eat her rice, and added, "I just like you."

"Alright." Kamiya Gen had nothing more to say.